Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

"You won't suffer any loss, and the other rewards won't be less. I'll let you know on the radio later."

Director Yang left after he finished speaking. After all, he was very busy at work, and being able to stay here for an hour was a sign of great respect for Zhang Zhiqiang.

The assessment was over and Zhang Zhiqiang was about to go to the workshop when he was stopped by Director Li on the way.

"Qiangzi, congratulations, your salary this month is higher than mine."

Director Li felt a little jealous. Zhang Zhiqiang was so young, but his salary was only 84.5 yuan a month. It was really unfair.

"Haha, thank you Brother Li. I have been preparing for a long time. Fortunately, I have accomplished my mission."

Zhang Zhiqiang smiled and took out a cigarette and lit it for him and Director Li.

"After you finish your draw, go to Director Qiu's office. He wants to see you."

"Do you know where it is? It's on the third floor of the administration building."

Director Li gave instructions. Just as he was about to leave, Qiu Ming stopped him. He thought something happened, but it turned out that he was asked to call Zhang Zhiqiang.

Sometimes Director Li really envies Zhang Zhiqiang's luck. The deputy director of a factory with 10,000 employees is someone's uncle. Who can he go to for justice?

This is normal. After all, Director Li didn't know that Zhang Zhiqiang was his uncle by chance, and he thought they were his biological relatives.

"Ah? Okay, I'll go there later."

Zhang Zhiqiang was secretly worried. He didn't know why Qiu Ming wanted to see him. Was it because of what happened in the workshop just now?

It's just a sewing machine, it's not that serious.

After smoking, Zhang Zhiqiang came to Qiu Ming's office.

"dong dong dong~"

"Come in."

Zhang Zhiqiang pushed the door and walked in.

"Hey, uncle, you have something to ask me."

Zhang Zhiqiang smiled smugly as soon as he entered.

"Look at you, kid. Here, take it."

Qiu Ming took out a ticket and handed it to Zhang Zhiqiang. Zhang Zhiqiang couldn't tell what the ticket was until he took it in his hand.

I took it and looked at it carefully. There were four big words written on it: "Sewing Machine Coupon", and the seal was from Shanghai Department Store.

"Uncle, what is this?"

Zhang Zhiqiang was a little confused and couldn't believe it for a moment.

"You want a sewing machine coupon? I have one. Take it."

Qiu Ming waved his hand.

"No, uncle, it's too expensive. Keep it for yourself."

Zhang Zhiqiang understood the ways of the world. He handed over the sewing plane ticket, but his fingers were tightly clenched. If Qiu Ming really took it, he would definitely not be able to take it.

"Haha, kid, why are you pretending? Put it away quickly."

Qiu Ming patted Zhang Zhiqiang on the head again and said with a smile.

But it didn't hurt this time. Zhang Zhiqiang discovered that his uncle always liked to hit him on the head. Maybe he was like this to people he knew.

"Uncle, don't you need it?"

Zhang Zhiqiang put the sewing plane ticket into his pocket, patted it, and asked.

It's no wonder that Zhang Zhiqiang is cautious. Sewing plane tickets are rare. If Zhang Zhiqiang is willing to sell this one, he can get at least twenty yuan.

But you definitely can't do this, as you could easily be arrested for speculation.

"I already have a sewing machine at home. This one was given to me by my superior after the work in the south was done. It's useless to me, so I'll give it to you."

Qiu Ming said nonchalantly that at their level, they really had no shortage of tickets except for TV and plane tickets.

"Okay, we are all family, so I won't be polite to you, uncle."

Zhang Zhiqiang got the benefit and said nice things without asking for any money. He made Qiu Ming laugh out loud in just a few words.

"Hey kid, do you want other tickets? I have a lot here."

Qiu Ming took some things out of the drawer. There was everything in it, including food coupons, meat coupons, cloth coupons, and cooking oil coupons.

"Yes, thank you, uncle."

Zhang Zhiqiang happily put all the bills into his pocket. It was not in vain that he said such nice things. Look, the benefits came immediately.

"Uncle, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Seeing that Qiu Ming didn't seem to have anything else to do, Zhang Zhiqiang asked tentatively.

"Okay, go away. Bring your wife to our house for dinner when you have time."

"okay."

After Zhang Zhiqiang walked out, he felt that he walked lightly. It was too dreamy. Now that he has mastered three turns and one ring, it is equivalent to having mastered two turns. The future is promising.

When Zhang Zhiqiang returned to the workshop, his fellow workers stopped what they were doing and gathered around him.

"How's it going, Master? Did you pass the test?"

"Yes, Qiangzi, tell everyone quickly."

"If the team leader takes action, then he will definitely be taken down."

"Team leader, please say something. I'm getting so anxious."

…………

The workers were talking at once, asking about Zhang Zhiqiang's condition.

"Get out of here, get to work, how can I fail the test if I take action?"

Zhang Zhiqiang walked past the crowd and made preparations with a calm face. This wave really made him pretend.

“Hahaha! My master is a seventh-level fitter, a seventh-level fitter!”

Li Lixin screamed wildly, venting his emotions.

Although he was just an apprentice, his master was very good. He had been in the factory for so long, so he certainly knew that the top level of a worker was level eight.

He also listened to the stories of Zhang Zhiqiang told by his fellow workers, which was a typical example of hard work.

The entire Workshop 11 admires Zhang Zhiqiang very much. According to them, Zhang Zhiqiang is studying locksmith techniques even when he is in the toilet, which shows how hard he works.

"Qiangzi, this is a great thing so you have to treat us, right?"

Wan Heng said with a wicked smile, Zhang Zhiqiang's monthly salary in the future will be more than 80 yuan. How can a rich man miss such an opportunity to eat dog meat?

"Yes, Team Leader, I'll treat you."

"You have to set up a table for good things, team leader."

"That's right, I don't eat much either, just eight or ten plates of meat and vegetables will be enough."

…………

The workers were talking about it in a flurry.

"Please, you must. I'm quite busy at the moment. Let's get together when I have some free time."

Zhang Zhiqiang said proudly that a meal only cost a few dollars, and he really didn't need that much right now.

"Good!"

"The team leader is very generous."

"Then we'll be waiting."

…………

Everyone was looking forward to the upcoming dinner. After all, Zhang Zhiqiang was already a seventh-level fitter. At such a young age, he had achieved what others would achieve in a lifetime, so it was only right that they should eat his food.

"Master, how come you are so powerful? Do you have any secret?"

Li Lixin quietly found Zhang Zhiqiang, a master who was a seventh-level fitter, and he felt proud of him.

"Of course there is a trick. Go get a pen. I'll only tell you once."

Zhang Zhigang said to Li Lixin with a smile.

"Ah? Really, fine."

Li Lixin excitedly went to find his study books and pen, and ran over to prepare to take notes.

"Snapped."

"what!"

Zhang Zhiqiang slapped Li Lixin hard on the head.

Hey, you know what, it feels so good to pat someone on the head. No wonder Qiu Ming likes to pat his own head so much.

"What are you doing, Master?"

Li Lixin said with resentment.

"Do you really think there is a trick?"

"Why do you know the trick while others don't?"

"Remember, there is no shortcut to benchwork skills. All you can do is make every part well every day and overcome every difficulty, and you will succeed in the end."

Zhang Zhiqiang encouraged Li Lixin, and the effect seemed to be very good. Now the young man's face is flushed with excitement.

"I understand, Master. I will definitely work hard."

"come on!"

Zhang Zhiqiang encouraged Li Lixin and started to busy himself with his work.