Siheyuan: The Final Winner

Wednesday afternoon.

After Jiang Ping'an and Qin Jingru got bored for a few days, they finally left the countryside and returned to the city.

"Don't be reluctant. After a while, I will go to the countryside and come back to accompany you."

Qin Jingru sent Jiang Pingan to the main road. Seeing her frowning, Jiang Pingan comforted her.

"I'm not reluctant, my skin is worn out, I just have a rest after you leave." Qin Jingru insisted.

Jiang Pingan sighed: "I didn't want to leave at first, but I planned to stay with you for a few more days!"

"Really?" Qin Jingru said overjoyed.

"Fake, you are too easy to deceive, aren't you?" Jiang Pingan said with a smirk.

Qin Jingru was furious, and rushed forward, biting his neck, faltering and saying:

"You're so bad! I'll bite you to death! You lie to me knowing that I don't want you, are you not afraid that I will be sad?"

Jiang Ping'an slapped her buttocks, and said angrily:

"You are a puppy, and you like to bite people more and more!"

"Okay, okay! My fault, come back next time and bring you a gift."

Qin Jingru let go, and said, "I don't want gifts, I want to save the money for later use."

"As long as you can visit me often, you are the best gift."

"Let's go, if you delay, I'm afraid I won't want you to go again, and I will cry."

Jiang Pingan smiled and said, "Then I'm leaving? If you want to cry, you have to wait until I leave, hahaha..."

"Bah! You're so beautiful, I won't cry, I'm so happy!" Qin Jingru pouted.

Jiang Ping stepped forward, licked her small mouth, and then let go after a while, and said softly:

"I'm really leaving, you should go back quickly, don't relax in your studies!"

What needs to be said is that Qin Jingru has already obtained her junior high school diploma in the middle of the year.

Of course, she didn't pass the exam, but the principal helped her do it.

Now Qin Jingru doesn't go to school anymore, and usually focuses on Chinese and mathematics.

Chinese is mainly to improve writing skills, and mathematics is mainly to learn about accounting.

For this reason, Jiang Ping'an still found her a female accountant as a teacher in the Red Star Commune.

When she enters the city next year, I will arrange accounting work for her, such as the finance department, which is very good.

Farewell to Qin Jingru, without words all the way.

When Jiang Pingan returned to the courtyard, he went to the bathhouse to take a shower and then got a haircut.

After returning from the bathhouse, the workers and students also came back one after another.

As soon as he sat down and had a sip of hot tea, Liu Haizhong and Liu Guangqi came to the door.

in the living room.

"Director Jiang is back?" Liu Haizhong entered the room with a flattering smile.

Jiang Pingan nodded slowly, glanced at the father and son, and asked with a smile:

"But something is wrong?"

The two nodded at the same time, bangs flatteringly said:

"Director Jiang, I'd like to ask you for advice. Is there any chance for Guangqi to become a full-time employee after the employee assessment?"

Jiang Pingan shook his head lightly and said, "No chance, he has only been an apprentice for a year, so don't think about good things."

"Is there no chance at all?" Liu Haizhong said undeadly.

Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "There is no chance at all."

"Second uncle, you are an old worker, and you know how strict the seniority limit is for apprentices."

Each type of processing in the machining industry has its own characteristics.

The processing theory of some types of work is extensive and profound, and has become a separate subject in universities.

Generally, they are forging, welding, casting, machining, heat treatment of metal materials, metal corrosion and protection (electroplating).

Foundry work is the oldest and most profound processing work.

Casting has irreplaceable special features for the processing of some parts, such as the casting of turbine blades.

The precision manufacturing of chipless machining has a very large room for development.

In fact, for these types of jobs, in this era of scarcity of talents.

If the technology is superb, the length of service can sometimes be appropriately relaxed.

For example, Liang Ladi, she has a talent as a welder, she can learn it as soon as she learns it, and she endures hardships, so she soon became a regular worker.

But Jiang Ping'an knew about Liu Guangqi's situation.

He has studied blacksmithing for a year, and his performance is ordinary, nothing amazing.

If the technology is not in place, it is very difficult to break the rules and participate in the assessment.

Liu Guangqi's originally expectant gaze gradually dimmed.

Jiang Ping'an said: "Guang Qi, you know how to be a man, and you will develop greatly in the future."

"But I need to remind you that you are a skilled worker."

"In the final analysis, you must have technology, or you will be chasing the end."

Liu Guangqi was shocked, gritted his teeth and said:

"Thank you, Director Jiang, for teaching me. I will study hard in the future."

Liu Haizhong hesitated and said, "Then how about I participate in the eighth-level blacksmith assessment?"

"Didn't the uncle help you find an engineer to learn the theory? How is it?" Jiang Ping'an asked curiously.

Liu Haizhong said embarrassingly: "You know my culture, it's a bit difficult to hold Buddha's feet temporarily."

"No, your theory is not good enough, why don't you hurry up and learn it?" Jiang Ping'an said speechlessly.

"Second uncle, it's impossible to pass the eighth-level worker assessment. It's all about real skills!"

"You come to me, and I can at most help you eliminate the interference outside the court, and I can't do anything else."

"Also, as far as I know, the assessment point for the eighth-level blacksmith this year is not in the rolling mill, but in another place."

Liu Haizhong became more and more embarrassed, and said, "I'm learning, but I'm so confused, I don't know what to do."

"Learn even if you have no idea, don't make any crooked ideas." Jiang Ping'an said with a serious face.

"Senior workers are the pillars of the factory and the advanced representatives of workers."

"You are also a senior worker, but you must firmly establish the concept of ideological security!"

Liu Haizhong didn't hear the meaning behind the words.

But Liu Guangqi heard it, and quickly pulled Liu Haizhong's arm.

The two returned in vain and left listlessly.

Jiang Pingan shook his head secretly.

He knew what the two of them were thinking, it was nothing more than a chance to hit three strokes with or without dates.

Just thinking about something, He Yushui came back from school and helped with laundry and cooking, no different from a little wife.

"The persimmons and fruits I brought back from the countryside were distributed to my classmates at school, and they all said they were delicious."

He Yushui said happily while washing clothes.

Jiang Pingan stepped forward and hugged her waist, smiled and said:

"Jingru said that after you left, she was not used to it."

"She said she got along well with you. When I came back today, she picked some fruits and brought them to you."

He Yushui put down his clothes, leaned against Jiang Ping'an's arms, and said happily:

"That's good. I'm afraid I won't be able to get along with her, and you will be in a difficult position."

Jiang Pingan sighed, "You are always so sensible."

"You are kind to me, I am more sensible, and should not cause you trouble, shouldn't it?" He Yushui smiled.

After a pause, she turned around, raised her face, and asked softly:

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and I smell the familiar smell on you again, and I miss it."

Jiang Pingan laughed, and glanced sideways at the kitchen door.

He Yushui understood in seconds, and his face brightened.

She trotted over to close the door, trotted back, and threw herself into Jiang Ping'an's arms.

The two hugged each other and weighed each other...