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

"What? Team leader, you're not going to assess the eighth-level fitter?"

A worker was shocked. In their opinion, Zhang Zhiqiang was completely at the eighth level.

Moreover, Zhang Zhiqiang is very suitable for guiding others. He has rich theoretical knowledge and can explain complex content in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

"Yes, Qiangzi, why don't you take the test? You're the youngest eighth-level fitter. Aren't you tempted?"

Wan Heng came over and said with a wink.

"Not moved, thank you."

Zhang Zhiqiang pushed away Wan Heng’s head that was leaning towards him.

"No, Master, you have to take the eighth level test, seriously!"

Li Lixin came over and said sincerely.

"Oh why?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked curiously.

"Because I told people that my master is an eighth-level fitter."

Li Lixin scratched his head and said awkwardly.

"Who did you tell?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked.

"Uh, everyone I meet."

Li Lixin felt even more embarrassed and at a loss as to what to do.

"6."

Zhang Zhiqiang was speechless. What else could he say?

"Master, what does 6 mean?"

Li Lixin asked curiously.

"It's nothing, go back to work."

"Master, you must remember to take the test."

"roll!"

"okay!"

Li Lixin went to prepare for work in a sullen manner.

Zhang Zhiqiang was so angry that he took a few deep breaths. This disciple was really a cause for concern. He dared to go out and tell everyone about something that hadn't even happened yet.

Not long after work, Director Li came in to inspect the workshop.

"Team Leader Zhang, I heard you are going to take the Level 8 exam?"

Director Li asked.

"Uh, no? Director Li, who told you this?"

Zhang Zhiqiang was confused. It couldn't be that the news came from Li Lixin, right?

"Forgot? Didn't you say that yourself?"

Director Li asked curiously. He knew Zhang Zhiqiang's promotion speed and he probably dared to take the Level 8 exam.

"No, I plan to calm down a little and try to pass it in one go. Anyway, I can take the Level 8 exam anytime."

Zhang Zhiqiang spoke.

What he said was indeed true. He was now a senior worker and if he wanted to be assessed, he could just report it once he was ready.

"makes sense."

Director Li nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Director Li, this is the list of candidates for this assessment in our workshop."

Zhang Zhiqiang handed over the prepared list.

"Okay, I'll take a look."

"Wow, there are so many. Could it be that everyone is here except you?"

"Wan Heng, fourth-level fitter."

"Li Lixin, first-level fitter, can you pass the test?"

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"My goodness, it really is all about this."

Director Li didn't say much. This kind of thing is very common. There are only two assessment opportunities a year. No matter whether you have the ability to pass or not, everyone wants to apply first. What if they get lucky and pass?

However, this situation is rare. After all, technology is something that cannot be faked. It is all practical stuff. If you can pass the exam, it means that you have the technology.

"Team Leader Zhang, how about you just sign up for it? Even if you fail, it'll be good enough to gain experience points?"

Director Li asked tentatively, what if Zhang Zhiqiang passed by accident? Then he would have another highlight on his resume.

"Haha, still no. If I need to take the test, I'll let you know anytime."

Zhang Zhiqiang refused. Logically speaking, there was no problem with his current level, but it would definitely be better and more solid to have system rewards.

"Okay then. I'll be leaving first."

Director Li said with regret, but he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart, just in case Zhang Zhiqiang changed his mind.

After lunch, Zhang Zhiqiang was smoking and chatting with his co-workers, and was seen by Qin Huairu.

When Qin Huairu saw Zhang Zhiqiang, she even twisted her butt and moved closer.

"Qiangzi, are you smoking here?"

Qin Huairu said with a smile that she hoped that Zhang Zhiqiang would change his mind again.

"Qin Huairu, are you okay? We are neighbors in the front and back yards. You can just call me Zhang Zhiqiang."

Zhang Zhiqiang said unhappily.

"Qiangzi, how can you talk to Sister Qin like that?"

After saying this, Qin Huairu ran away covering her mouth, as if she was about to cry.

"Team leader, how can you talk to Qin Huairu like that? Qin Huairu is so pretty."

A worker in the workshop came up and asked.

"When you get married, you should act like a married woman. Besides, can Qin Huairu be as pretty as my wife?"

Zhang Zhiqiang rolled his eyes at him in annoyance.

"That's true. My sister-in-law looks like a fairy from heaven. How can she be compared to Qin Huairu?"

The co-worker commented, smacking his lips.

"Hmm? You really got the evaluation, kid."

Zhang Zhiqiang kicked him in annoyance. It was just a joke and he didn't use much force.

"Reputation is something that you can't see or touch, but it's quite useful when something happens. It might even be able to step on you sometimes."

"I advise you to have less contact with widows. Don't wait until something happens to regret it."

Zhang Zhiqiang spoke frankly, these were his true feelings, but whether these people listened to him or not was not up to him to decide.

"Don't worry, Qiangzi, everyone understands these things."

"The lesson of Shazhu is right in front of us. He was the chef of the second cafeteria. It was such a good job, but now he has ended up like this. His reputation has been ruined."

"I heard that he was a thief some time ago. I think these things may be related to the widow of the Jia family."

Wan Heng said, touching his chin.

"That's right. There's a fool in our courtyard named Erlangzi. He really is a fool. He likes to visit widows whenever he has nothing to do. I don't know if he succeeds or not, but his reputation is ruined anyway."

"Nowadays, when young girls and wives go on blind dates, they won't even want to meet a fool."

A worker said with emotion.

In this way, the workers started a heated discussion about the issue of reputation.

Qin Huairu ran to the side and didn't cry, but laughed secretly.

So what if Zhang Zhiqiang treated her badly? At least he spoke to her, right? And so many of his co-workers saw it.

Qin Huairu's purpose was actually quite simple, which was to let more people see her interacting with Zhang Zhiqiang. As for what they said, it didn't matter. Even if Zhang Zhiqiang scolded her, so what?

She was well-known as the "pretty widow" in the factory, and Zhang Zhiqiang was the youngest seventh-level fitter in the factory, with a considerable reputation as well. It didn't matter if it happened once or twice, but if it happened more often, it would surely be noticed by someone with ulterior motives.

By then, word will spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred people. If someone comes to ask me, and I answer vaguely, even if it is not true, it will become true.

By then, Zhang Zhiqiang would be unable to explain himself. He couldn't possibly give up the job.

Qin Huairu thought complacently that she didn't realize that her plan was so good that the expected goal for the first time was not achieved at all.

Zhang Zhiqiang's co-workers completely regarded this incident as a joke and no one took it seriously at all.

The lunch time passed quickly and it was time to go back to work in the afternoon.

Deputy Director Li was sitting in his office bored, with nothing to do anyway, so he felt that it was time to take action.