Scholars in the courtyard

Several directors envied Sun Guo, but they didn't know that Sun Guo also had a headache.

"Lao Wang, Lao Huang, can you two give me a warm word?"

Sun Guo scratched his head. He had been worried about the well drilling machine for the past two days and had lost a lot of hair.

If this continues, it will become the Mediterranean Sea.

This time, they won the well-drilling project as one workshop, and the whole workshop was full of joy, but if they couldn't do it, it would be a big loss.

Not to mention that he, the director, will be screwed up, even the workers below will be disappointed.

Therefore, this well-drilling machine must be made and done well.

But the most important thing about the well-drilling machine was the manufacture of the steam engine, which now became his biggest headache.

I originally thought that with the 'great god' Yang Xiaotao here, as long as he helps, those difficult parts will be easily solved.

But Xu Yuanshan clearly told him that Yang Xiaotao had more important tasks and it was impossible to work in his workshop.

This is blind.

There is an eighth-level fitter in the first workshop, namely Yi Zhonghai.

But Yi Zhonghai's skills were much inferior to Yang Xiaotao's, and the parts he made were not up to standard and could not be used at all.

If we just make do with it, that's not the face of the rolling mill.

What's more, Yi Zhonghai, relying on his seniority, also had conflicts with him as the workshop director. In the past, he had to tolerate it in order to take care of the tasks, but the strength issue exposed this time made him clearly realize that if he continues to be conservative, he will not pay attention to newcomers. With his training, this workshop will be destroyed sooner or later in his hands.

"Old Sun, you're just asking for help. You're still an eighth-level worker. You don't ask for help like this."

"Yes, Lao Sun, our Eighth Workshop also has tasks. I'm so busy that I've done it myself. I can't finish the water well pressurization work like this."

The two listened to Sun Guo's request and asked the eighth-level fitter in their group to help in the first workshop. How could it be possible?

If this is like Liu Bei borrowing money from Jingzhou and never coming back, wouldn't he have lost the money?

"Go, go, you guys can drill the water well with a first-class worker. You, Huang, can find a reliable reason."

"Besides, I didn't ask for it, I just borrowed it. Borrow it for a while and let them lead their seventh-level workers. Once they have mastered the technical characteristics, I will return it to you."

Sun Guo quickly explained, but the two of them remained unmoved.

"I owe you a favor for this matter."

The two looked at each other but still didn't speak.

"I'll buy you a drink tonight!"

Wang Guodong on the side stretched out his hand and slapped Sun Guo with some pain.

"Okay, just five meals!"

The three stood up.

Finally, Sun Guo said helplessly and promised many "preferential treatment" measures, and the two of them relaxed.

However, the deadline was still set, one month.

After a month, the person must be returned.

Sun Guo also gritted his teeth and agreed.

One workshop.

Sun Guo strode over, followed by several people.

Yi Zhonghai watched from a distance and didn't take it seriously.

Sun Guo didn't give him any face on Saturday, so he wouldn't go up and give him a warm face now.

"The leaders of each group come over for a meeting!"

Sun Guo found a platform and stood on it, shouting loudly.

Soon, everyone around looked over.

One by one, the group leaders put down their tools and came over. Hundreds of people gathered together, and the surrounding area was crowded.

Yi Zhonghai stood at the front. He was not the team leader, but the status of an eighth-level fitter was high, so it would be no problem for him to come over.

And Yi Zhonghai also realized what Sun Guo was going to say.

After all, it was mentioned on the radio just now, and the well drilling machine built by Yang Xiaotao has already pumped out water in the courtyard. This is most likely the case.

But when Yi Zhonghai saw the two people behind Sun Guo, his face immediately became solemn.

Liu Yitu, Shen Dadao.

Both of them are eighth-level fitters, one from the third workshop and the other from the eighth workshop.

What are you doing here at this time?

Is it possible?

Yi Zhonghai had a bad feeling.

Then I heard Sun Guo calling his name.

Each group leader's name was called and they quickly walked aside.

Soon, a dozen group leaders finished taking orders, and Yi Zhonghai's face immediately darkened.

Sun Guo closed the notebook and said, "Your future task is to be responsible for the production of well drilling machines."

"Master Liu from the third workshop and Master Shen from the eighth workshop will be responsible for the production of cylinders and slide valves. During this period, the seventh-level fitters Li Bai, Song Xiaodong, Jian Bing, and Wang Sheng will follow and learn from you. Within a month Master the Society.”

"If you can't learn, just go back."

As they spoke, the eyes of several level seven fitters lit up. This was their chance.

If you perform well, level eight fitter is just around the corner.

Moreover, they also discovered that the people Sun Guo named were not close to Yi Zhonghai, and none of them had received help from Yi Zhonghai.

Not only seventh-level workers, but also none below.

In an instant, everyone understood that this was done deliberately by the director.

This is suppressing Yi Zhonghai!

Seeing that the others were still there, Sun Guo continued to speak.

"Others don't have emotions."

"The workshop tasks from above are still important tasks and are related to the honor of our first workshop."

"I am here to assure you that whether it is the original task or the new task of the well drilling machine, the results achieved belong to all workshop personnel. When the time comes to distribute benefits, no one will be missing."

Sun Guo was well versed in the art of balance and understood the principle of not worrying about few but about inequality.

By saying this, I want everyone to understand that when they start a new project, it is just like different people completing different tasks, and there is nothing to compare with.

With the examples of workshops three and eight, people in workshop one quickly accepted the reality.

Anyway, the director said, if there are any benefits, we should share them equally.

It's just that other people think so, but Yi Zhonghai feels sad and angry.

He is an eighth-level fitter in a workshop.

He went to the third workshop and the eighth workshop to borrow people while he was not using them. Is this a joke on him? Or are you deliberately suppressing him?

None of this made him uncomfortable.

"Director, I apply to participate in the task of building a water well."

At this moment, a fat figure came out from behind the crowd, raised his hands and shouted loudly.

When Yi Zhonghai saw it, he immediately hid his thoughts and waited to see the result.

After Liu Haizhong heard the broadcast, he made up his mind to get on the well-drilling train, perform well, win the favor of the leader, and embark on an official career.

As for Yang Xiaotao's fault, he didn't worry about it at all.

After so many years, his dedication to his official career has reached the level of obsession. He is a little contradictory and does not need to be petty when needed.

But just when he was about to board the bus, he discovered that his group was not left behind at all, which meant that this matter had nothing to do with him.

In desperation, he could only recommend himself.

"Director, I am a seventh-level blacksmith. I have the ability to complete the tasks assigned by my superiors and bring glory to our workshop."

"I will respond to the country's call and devote myself to production with full revolutionary enthusiasm."

Liu Haizhong said excitedly, as if to express his position, with a red heart towards the factory.

Sun Guo looked at Liu Haizhong, his eyes flickering for just a moment before he firmed up his idea.

Now that he has established a friendship with Yang Xiaotao, there is no need to take care of people like Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.

Moreover, Liu Haizhong also wrote a letter of report against Yang Xiaotao, which was still without factual basis.

Such a person is just a piece of rat shit and cannot come in.

"Liu Haizhong, you are also an old man in the steel rolling mill. You know what it means to obey orders."

"It's equally important to complete the workshop tasks. This is also your responsibility. Don't be picky here."

After saying that, Sun Guo stopped talking to Liu Haizhong, turned around and left.

At this time, Liu Haizhong was completely dumbfounded.

After Sun Guo left, Liu Haizhong walked to the workstation dejectedly.

Beside him, Yi Zhonghai, who was silent, also sighed.

This workshop has also changed.

With the division of tasks, the first workshop quickly entered the state.

With the help of two eighth-level fitters, we started researching according to the drawings given by Yang Xiaotao.

This was the first time that Liu Yizu and the others had seen the blueprints. If it weren't for the security officers guarding them, they would have taken them home and studied them day and night.

Such high requirements are not only a test for their staff, but also an assessment for the designers.

The more complex and sophisticated something is, the more stringent the data requirements are.

Similarly, the more stringent the data, the more difficult it is to design.

Because a slight difference can make a huge difference, and a data error may not be able to be corrected later.

The two looked at the drawings, with several seventh-level workers following behind, all thinking carefully.

It wasn't until the afternoon that everyone tried to make contact.

When they got off work, the two of them scrapped two of each before making a qualified cylinder.

Even so, several people have found the key and believe that it is only a matter of time before they finally get started.

In the courtyard, Mrs. Jia and Zhang were sitting on a small bench, holding the truth in their hands, carefully checking the stitches, and then pricking them slowly.

At the same time, his eyes were paying attention to his surroundings, paying attention to the movement.

In the house, Qin Huairu cleaned the room.

The things that Jia Dongxu left behind before were either burned and sent to him, or they were packed up again and used again when Banggeng grew up.

I have to say that now that Jia Dongxu is no longer a drag, Qin Huairu feels much lighter.

Glancing at Banggeng who was playing with ants with Xiaodang, Qin Huairu walked up and touched his head, "Banggeng, you can't mess around anymore."

Qin Huairu counted the time and realized that Banggeng should be old enough to go to school.

As long as he enters the steel rolling mill, let Banggeng go to school.

"When mom goes to work, I'll send you to school."

"Go to school? Is school good?"

"Well, of course. You can learn a lot by going to school. You can read, read, gain knowledge, and be a useful person to Guo Jia."

Qin Huairu said hopefully. In her opinion, Bangge is so smart, as long as he goes to school, he will definitely be no worse than Yang Xiaotao.

Qin Huairu is still self-aware of Yang Xiaotao, and knows that it is unrealistic to compare with Yang Xiaotao, but the good stuff may not be bad.

As smart as Bangge is, he won't be much inferior to him in the future.

"Mom, is there anything delicious to eat at school?"

BangGeng bit his fingers, more concerned about the oil and water in his stomach.

"Yes, definitely."

Xiaodang said at the side, "Brother, look, Yang Xiaotao eats so well. Mom said it's because of studying."

"You should study well, there must be a lot of food."

Qin Huairu looked at Xiaodang in surprise. She didn't expect Xiaodang to be so smart.

It's a pity that she is a girl.

Thinking about the situation at home, it is already difficult to supply Bangge to school. If we supply Xiaodang

Let’s finish elementary school first.

"Okay, I will study hard, earn money, and eat a lot of meat."

Bangge's little face was full of determination.

At the door, Mrs. Jia Zhang was overjoyed when she heard what Bang Jie said.

Didn't that little beast Yang Xiaotao just read a few crappy books? Her grandson will also read books in the future, do more and bigger things, and make these short-sighted people angry to death.

Thinking of what happened on the day of the funeral, Mrs. Jia Zhang felt angry.

In the whole courtyard, except for the three uncles who were helping, most people were watching the show.

All of them heartless.

Just when Ms. Jia Zhang was thinking about the great success of her family, she looked at Silly Zhu who walked into the yard. The lunch box in his hand was swinging, and he didn't know what was in it.

Seeing Silly Zhu walking into the house without stopping, Jia Zhang almost dropped the needle and thread on her hand.

"You stupid idiot with no sense of public morality at all."

"I'm just saying a few words to you. That's a warning from the elders to the younger ones."

"You are insincere and deserve to be beaten to death."

Jia Zhang cursed again.

In the room, Qin Huairu looked at the back of Silly Zhu entering the room, clutching her stomach and secretly feeling sad.