Changzhou Huisheng Maoxin Plastic Products Co., Ltd.

From May 4th to 6th, 2025, our entire factory staff, led by Mr. Wu and Mr. Li, conducted a unique team building activity. In recent days, laughter has been deafening, slogans have echoed, and even the air is filled with the scent of power!

When the morning light penetrates through the clouds, we are a group of travelers holding a constellation of stars. In the folds of time, someone leans down to measure the humidity of the soil, someone tiptoes to wipe the dust at heights, and a continuous root system grows at the intersection of palm lines - it is the insistence of countless days and nights, the compromise between the sparks and silence in the conference room, and the smile between the umbrella and the clear sky in the rainstorm. We have explored the same project together in various ways, drawn the same blueprint with multiple strokes. When unfamiliar edges become warm and smooth in the process of adjustment, and when the footprints of a lone traveler merge into a river in resonance, we understand that all seemingly scattered trajectories are steps leading to the dome.

The ridge line undulates in the twilight, like ink marks on a team roll that hasn't dried yet. Someone is responsible for measuring the trajectory of the wind, while others focus on listening to the whispers of the soil. When different voices find resonance frequencies under the baton, the valleys that were once defined as differences become valleys of energy. We sail with trust, carrying eight hundred strange ideas upstream; Weave a net with tacit understanding, stack tall building blocks and towers, and dance a grid of bamboo knots. Looking back at this moment, every drop of sweat reflects a unique wavelength in the team's spectrum, and all wavelengths will eventually intersect at a certain coordinate, turning into auroras that illuminate the way ahead - perhaps this is the collective magic: making individuals become eternal flowing rivers, and letting the riverbed nurture the endless spring sky!

Every spark gathers into a galaxy, and every shoulder supports a harbor. Thank you for the warmth of this two-way journey, which has allowed us to witness the miracle of the faint light turning into a torch time and time again.