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

Mr. Peng had a strange look on his face. Cheng Hongjun was already that old, but he never expected that one day he would be called Xiao Cheng.

But compared with the person in front of him, Cheng Hongjun is just Little Cheng. Even I might be Little Peng in Mr. Wu's eyes.

"There are no problems with the previous ones. Let's take a look at the last one."

As Mr. Wu spoke, he turned his attention to the last question.

This happened not long ago and the reasons are very simple. One is that the snow on the railway has not melted, and the other is that it is overloaded.

But if there is a problem, we have to find a way to solve it. Safety is the priority. It is impossible not to overload. The country is vigorously building it. How can we not overload it?

After everyone thought about it, no one had any good ideas, so Mr. Wu added this question to the test. What if it solved the problem?

Everyone also turned their attention to the last question. The engineer just said that he got full marks. Since he got full marks, the problem must have been solved, at least in theory. Otherwise, it would not be possible to get full marks.

"Hiss, this design is very clever."

"Who says it's not possible? In theory, it's completely feasible."

“It’s simple and the cost is not high.”

"Yes, yes, it should be full marks indeed."

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The engineers all spoke one after another and all agreed with this method, mainly because the probability of success was very high and the problem could be solved so easily.

"Good, I'll give you full marks on this test. I'll make the call now, and I'll look at the others when I get back."

After Mr. Wu finished speaking, he hurried back.

"You guys revise it first, I'll take a look at this paper."

"Pass it around. This won't affect efficiency."

"Okay, I think so."

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Mr. Peng was amazed. He hadn't told me that the boy was in his twenties, otherwise Mr. Wu might have wanted to meet this young man tonight.

Mr. Wu went to the office and made a call.

"Hello. This is Wu Zhongguo. Please connect me to Director Ding Zhenggen of the Railway Department."

Mr. Wu said seriously.

"Hello? Old Wu, what's going on so late?"

Director Ding had already gotten off work, but as railway workers, their residence and workplace were close together, making it convenient for them to handle emergencies, so they received the call smoothly.

"Old Ding, the problem with the locomotive slipping should be solved. You can arrange the personnel now and I will have someone send the blueprint to you."

Mr. Wu said seriously.

"What? Solved? So quickly?"

Director Ding asked three times in a row, speaking in disbelief.

"Yes, let's not talk too much, the drawings will be here soon."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Wu began to draw the design drawings, and after they were completed, he had someone send them over, using the method Zhang Zhiqiang used.

After seeing Zhang Zhiqiang's method, Mr. Wu keenly realized that this method was definitely feasible.

There was no way before, but now that there is a way, he will definitely try it immediately. It is not his character to wait until tomorrow.

Director Ding also hurried to make arrangements. This was the execution ability at that time. As long as there was a task, they would step up no matter when. Especially for such a major matter, the higher-ups were waiting for solutions and there was no time to delay.

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Siheyuan, Jia's house.

Jia Zhang was lying on the bed, groaning while touching her stomach.

In the afternoon, for some unknown reason, the aunt sent a piece of meat and a lot of food to their house. This made Jia Zhang very happy, and she rarely said a few good words to the aunt.

Without waiting for Qin Huairu to cook, Jia Zhang fried the meat herself. So it’s not that Jia Zhang doesn’t want to cook, but that she hasn’t come across any ingredients that make her excited. Take today for example, you see how proactive Jia Zhang is.

When Qin Huairu came back, Jia Zhang and Banggeng were eating with their mouths drooling. Jia Zhang was in a good mood today, so Xiaodang and Huaihua also had some steamed buns made of two grams of flour. But they couldn't think about the meat, as it was good enough to have the steamed buns.

The meat was so delicious that Jia Zhang and Bang Geng ate it with the broth and dipped it in steamed buns made from two grains of flour.

Look, Jia Zhang ate too much and her stomach feels uncomfortable.

"Mom, even though this meat is delicious, you can't eat too much. Look how miserable you are now."

Qin Huairu said helplessly that no matter what kind of food it is, it must be eaten in moderation, especially since they haven't eaten meat for such a long time. If it were Qin Huairu, she would definitely divide it into two meals. Unlike now, Jia Zhangshi and Banggeng both felt uncomfortable eating.

"Are you talking nonsense? I finally have meat to eat but you won't let me eat more. How is that possible? I wish an old lady would have this kind of illness every day."

Jia Zhang retorted that she was happy to suffer so much every day as long as she could eat meat, and Qin Huairu wanted her to eat less, which was impossible, absolutely impossible.

"What's wrong with you? This is what I asked an old man for. Otherwise, how could he give us meat for no reason?"

Qin Huairu said speechlessly.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. There are two good things today. I actually got to eat meat."

Jia Zhang said she would not listen and that as long as she could eat meat, it would be fine.

"Two good things? What else, Mom?"

Qin Huairu asked curiously, could it be that Jia Zhang picked up the money while taking a walk today?

"I'm telling you, Zhang Zhiqiang was fired from the steel mill."

Jia Zhang said mysteriously, looking as if she were gloating over someone else's misfortune.

"Huh? How is that possible? When did it happen?"

Qin Huairu's first reaction was that it was impossible. Who was Zhang Zhiqiang? He was an eighth-level fitter and a well-known person in the entire steel rolling mill. How could he be fired?

Besides, Zhang Zhiqiang's master is the only engineer in the factory and is very capable. Even if Zhang Zhiqiang really commits a crime, he might be able to be saved.

"Oh, it's impossible. I saw Zhang Zhiqiang come back at noon today. It was during working hours."

"Zhang Zhiqiang didn't dare to look me in the eye when he saw me looking at him. Doesn't that mean he's guilty?"

Jia Zhang said with certainty.

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Zhiqiang would have started scolding him, or at least made some sarcastic remarks, but this time he didn't say anything. So he was fired.

"Maybe he just asked for leave. Zhang Zhiqiang is an eighth-level fitter. How could he be fired?"

Qin Huairu advised helplessly, thinking that even if the factory fired her a hundred times, they probably wouldn't fire Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Qin Huairu! What do you mean? Are you in love with Zhang Zhiqiang? Why are you speaking for him like this?"

"That little bastard is so rich, but he doesn't know how to help our Jia family. He deserves his bad luck. I don't understand what the eighth-level fitter is. He must have been fired from the factory."

Jia Zhang said in a stern voice that she only believed what she saw with her own eyes.

"Mom, I don't have any."

Qin Huairu said aggrievedly.

I like Zhang Zhiqiang, but he doesn't like me. Otherwise, I would have left the Jia family long ago and wouldn't have to endure the bullying of this old woman.

"Hmph! It's better not to."

Jia Zhang snorted coldly. She didn't dare to say anything too extreme now. Now that Qin Huairu dared to attack her, she couldn't beat her. It was enough to make a fuss like this from time to time to ensure her leadership position.

Qin Huairu originally planned to remind Jia Zhangshi not to talk about this matter outside, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was unnecessary.

Now no one in the courtyard is willing to talk to Jia Zhang. Even if Jia Zhang approaches to talk, probably no one would be willing to listen.