Scholars in the courtyard

Rolling mill, reception room.

While Yang Xiaotao was eating with the people in the courtyard, Liu Huaimin, Yang Youning and Chen Gong were also guarding the table.

The electric light above his head glowed yellow. Liu Huaimin lifted the report up, got closer, and looked at it carefully.

"Old Liu, stop reading now. Eat. When you're full, take it back to read tomorrow!"

Yang Youning watched Liu Huaimin flipping through the documents, his stomach growling with hunger. If he hadn't taken care of face, he and Lao Chen would have eaten.

"You guys eat first, I'll finish watching!"

"This matter must be reported to superiors as soon as possible without delay."

Liu Huaimin replied without raising his head, but he read the plan and then looked at the design drawings at the back.

He was once in charge of rank assessment, so his skills in reading pictures are much better than Yang Youning's.

Yang Youning and Yang Youning looked at each other and finally put down their arrogance, picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

"What did Xiao Yang say? Are you saying it again?"

After a while, Liu Huaimin basically finished reading the drawings and asked Yang Youning.

After eating something to cushion his stomach, Yang Youning felt stronger, "Okay, one last time!"

"Xiao Tao said that he has a thorough understanding of the structure of this machine tool. As long as the conditions are met, it can be made. If it is made, it can be made on the scale of the northwest..."

Liu Huaimin nodded, approving of Yang Xiaotao's judgment, and the efficiency brought by advanced machines was far better than manual labor.

"However, having a blueprint is one thing, but making it is another matter. There are many aspects involved!"

"Don't worry, our steel rolling mill doesn't have many other things, it just has a lot of skilled people, like eighth-level fitters, eighth-level forgers, eighth-level welders, and so on. We will give them to those who need them, and we won't bring in heavy ones."

"Technically there is no problem. Yang Xiaotao will take care of this matter, so we are more assured."

Chen Gong put down his chopsticks and said affirmatively.

Liu Huaimin nodded again.

He recognized Yang Xiaotao's ability.

Then he looked at the messy table and immediately picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

These two people are dishonest!

"I'll take this information with me and go to see Mr. Xia later. Make preparations here first. I estimate that it will pass in all likelihood."

"Nowadays, the domestic demand for machine tools is not as big as usual. You don't know the two machine tools we got last time."

Liu Huaimin complained while eating the remaining food, and his resentment was not ordinary.

Yang Youning and Chen Gong looked at each other, and then they both laughed. If they follow what Yang Xiaotao said this time, they will have all kinds of machine tools in the future, will they still care about those two?

hehe

Liu Huaimin ate half full, then took the documents and left in a hurry.

It wasn't until the jeep left the steel rolling mill that Yang Youning stretched and looked at Chen Gong, "Going home?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm going home."

If Yang Youning hadn't asked him to stay, he would have gone back long ago.

"The next step is a big job. If we don't take a break now, how can this old bone withstand the torment?"

As Chen Gong said, Yang Youning laughed, "Tell me, will Lao Xu regret it very much?"

"Him? I won't regret it, but I will definitely feel sad."

"Hahaha"

"Let's go. Tomorrow will be very busy."

"Um!"

Not long after, the two jeeps left the steel rolling mill one after another.

The next day, Yang Xiaotao got up early, washed his head with cold water, and shaved his beard. If he didn't have time, he would have wanted to cut his hair. On such a hot day, it would be good to have a flat head.

After breakfast, Yang Xiaotao went out. When passing by the front yard, he met Yan Fugui who was driving a car.

"Xiao Tao is back. This trip will take a lot of time."

Yan Fugui still looks as thin as usual, with a shrewd look in his eyes. When he looks at people, he always feels like he is buying something, using the least money to buy more things.

"Yeah, I just came back a few days ago."

Yang Xiaotao replied, then quickly got into the jeep at the door and drove to the steel rolling mill.

Behind him, Yan Fugui shook his head, feeling helpless.

Even if Yan Jie is like that, he can't speak.

Turn around and drive to school.

Seeing that students are about to take entrance exams, he, as a teacher, is also under a lot of pressure.

This is linked to rewards. Since Yan Jiecheng and his wife stopped paying wages, he has been struggling to support his growing children with the little money he has.

In this courtyard, there were not as many people as before, with a few people for him to plot against.

In short, the pressure of life is increasing day by day.

Sighing, he rode his bike towards Hongxing Elementary School.

In the steel rolling mill, Yang Xiaotao stepped on sandals and walked into the office step by step.

In the house, Lou Xiao'e said hello and went out to fetch water with a kettle.

When I went back last night, I couldn't help but tell my father about the situation in the steel rolling mill. When Lou Jingtang found out about it, he was no less shocked than Lou Xiao'e.

Moreover, Lou Jingtang understands that if this thing is done, it will not only fill an important gap in the country and solve the current complex dilemma, but Yang Xiaotao will also rise, and rely on this stock wind to skyrocket.

It wasn't until now that he thought about what he had lost with that original decision.

It was an opportunity that changed their family's fate.

Now that the matter has come to this, Lou Jingtang also knows that this matter cannot be spread, otherwise it will only cause trouble.

So I told Lou Xiaoe not to tell anyone, and not to explore things that were not allowed to be seen, otherwise it would only be bad.

Lou Xiao'e believed this deeply, so when she came in the morning, she only did her duty.

And now Lou Jingtang also wants to see if Yang Xiaotao can do it.

"Good morning, director."

"morning."

Yang Xiaotao said hello, put down his things and went to Yang Youning next door to ask about the situation, and started taking action without any accident.

Yang Youning did not interfere too much and gave him a lot of autonomy, which Yang Xiaotao was very grateful for.

As for what he said about Liu Huaimin's reaction to his superiors, Yang Xiaotao didn't care.

If it is supported, of course it would be better, as it can speed up efficiency and shorten time.

The worst result is that the superior does not support it, so it is better not to refuse to do it.

Just let it be done.

After leaving the office, Yang Xiaotao went to Wang Guodong's house to work for a while.

When I came out again, I had a piece of paper in my hand with seven or eight names on it.

In the sixth workshop, at the blacksmith's office, a group of people held hammers and dropped them from time to time. These hammers were big or small, and the sounds they made were also different in size.

However, the same thing is that most of the people here are strong, and the muscles in their arms are especially strong.

Among the crowd, the eighth-level blacksmith Tie Lei was tapping the parts in front of him with a small hammer. This was a task assigned by his superiors when he went to work today. With his ability, he could complete it in only half a day.

After completing the task, he can lead an apprentice, and the provincial grade assessment at the end of the year will be cancelled, which will make him, an eighth-level blacksmith, lose his face.

While Tie Lei was knocking on the parts carefully, Liu Wei, the director of the sixth workshop, walked quickly and came directly to Tie Lei.

"Master Iron, Master Iron."

"Stop being busy now, come quickly, come with me,"

Liu Wei spoke eagerly. Just now, Yang Xiaotao came to him and asked for the eighth-level blacksmith in their workshop. He didn't say what he was doing specifically, he just said he wanted to help.

Liu Wei was a little stunned at first, but when he saw Yang Xiaotao issuing tasks to several other directors in the office, he realized this time that this was another big move in the steel rolling mill.

After listening carefully for a while, I realized that there were so many forgers in the rolling mill, and there were several eighth-level forgers, but I chose the one from their workshop. This is one of a kind, for sure.

Without thinking much, I ran out of the office and came.

"Director, no, it will be done soon. Just wait for me."

Tie Lei thought about speeding up and finishing the job first.

"What are you waiting for? Let me tell you, Director Xiao Yang wants you to help. I don't know what the specific matter is, but I heard there are seven or eight of them, all of them are eighth-level workers and masters."

"What? You said, Director Xiao Yang, is hiring?"

"Yes, there are a lot of people this time. I think this posture is a bit big."

After Liu Wei finished speaking, Tie Lei had already stood up and was about to leave, but found that he was still holding the hammer in his hand. He took two steps back and put it down, "Let's go early. We are following Factory Director Xiao Yang. We can't eat meat." I can drink some soup."

Tie Lei walked quickly outside the workshop, and the disciples around him looked envious after hearing this.

"Hey, hey, wait for me."

"This old man is more anxious than me."

With that said, he also ran out of the workshop.

Four workshops.

A middle-aged man in his thirties or forties is squatting on the ground, holding a welding gun in his hand, lighting the steel below from time to time. The moment the sparks appear, the man can always raise his head and sideways to avoid the dazzling sparks, and as the sparks sting. There was a sound, leaving a string of silver dots on the steel.

The middle-aged man had a solemn expression, an honest face, and his eyes were extremely serious.

"Fool."

Just as the middle-aged man was working at a familiar rhythm, a voice came from beside him. The man quickly stopped and turned off the power.

This seemed to be a subconscious action ingrained into his bones.

"master!"

When he saw the visitor, the man quickly stood up and shouted respectfully.

The visitor was an old man covered in wrinkles. Seeing the man's appearance, he felt relieved.

The greatest achievement in my life is not to support three sons and three daughters, but to find this disciple.

"Idiot, stop for a moment. I have something to tell you."

"Master, please sit down and talk."

The fool stepped forward and helped the old man to a resting place, stretched out his hand to wipe the wooden boards on the ground, asked the old man to sit down, and then stood aside.

"Idiot, your skills are already better than those of the master. This is called being better than the master. The master sees it in his heart and is very happy."

Hearing the master's praise, the man rubbed his hands together nervously, not knowing what to say.

"Don't be nervous. What are you afraid of talking to the master?"

"If you surpass the master, it means that the master taught well, and this skill can be regarded as a successor, unlike the person in the first workshop who has taught for half a life and is still a first-class worker."

The old man had something to say, and the middle-aged man's face turned red, "Master, I, I will definitely pass the eighth level exam to give you a good reputation."

"Haha, okay, okay!"

The old man smiled. In fact, he had said this tone a long time ago, but it is rare for an apprentice to have such ambition and he cannot let it down.

"Master, come here, I have something to tell you."

The middle-aged man listened respectfully.

"The workshop director said that Director Xiao Yang asked me to help, but my eyes make me shed tears when I look at the electric fire. I have to obey when I get old."

"So the master recommends you to Factory Director Xiao Yang."

"You know Factory Director Xiao Yang, right?"

The man nodded vigorously. Everyone in the workshop knew this.

Well, he was once an apprentice just like them, but he became an eighth-level worker in a short time, and now he has become an engineer with his design talent.

Factory Director Xiao Yang, in the hearts of these workers, is the beacon of pursuit, illuminating the smooth road ahead.

"Go to Factory Director Xiao Yang and perform well. If you don't do well, don't say I am your master."

The man listened and nodded vigorously.

Five workshops.

Nine workshops.

When individuals were called up or notified, they left their posts and quickly headed to the large conference room.

As the crowd gathered, everyone greeted each other, mentally looking forward to this gathering.