Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

Wang Jianjun took the woman to the third workshop and prepared to leave.

The woman then asked:

"By the way, big brother, I still don't know your name."

"My name is Wang Jianjun."

Wang Jianjun waved his hand and went to report to the purchasing department.

"Wang Jianjun, right? Thank you for today. My name is Liang Ladi."

Wang Jianjun paused.

Liang Ladi?

Isn’t this Nan Yi’s official partner?

He turned around and glanced at Liang Ladi, then smiled and left.

Nan Yi is now married to Ding Qiunan, so there is no hope for him to be with Liang Ladi anymore.

Wang Jianjun didn't think it was a pity that Nan Yi and Liang Ladi didn't succeed.

After all, these two people didn't like each other at the beginning.

After Liang Ladi entered the third workshop and gave her name, the workshop director was also somewhat incredulous.

The machine repair shop said that the person sent was a level 5 welder.

But a woman came instead.

Could it be that the master craftsman in the machine repair shop is fooling people?

Liang Ladi didn't care about the workshop director's questioning look.

She was already used to such looks.

As a woman, she was able to be rated as a level 5 welder thanks to her own strength.

Once they see my skills, the other party will definitely be convinced by my strength.

"Master Liang, there are a total of six gears to be welded this time. The master has already measured the blueprints here. You just need to weld according to this size. After welding, our factory has a special eighth-level master to be responsible for processing."

The workshop director deliberately mentioned his eighth-level worker grade in front of Liang Ladi, as if this would make her superior to the fifth-level welder.

Liang Ladi smiled confidently, then took the tools and started processing.

The gear processing accuracy is not very high, the trouble lies in the thickness of the welded wheel teeth.

If it is too thin, it will definitely not work, and if it is too thick, it will affect the subsequent processing.

If the welding is not done properly and there are air holes left inside, the gear will be scrapped within a day of use.

The workshop director was a little worried at first when he saw Liang Ladi holding the tools.

But when he saw Liang Ladi's skillful and meticulous technique, his heart was relieved.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

It is obvious that Liang Ladi's skills are worthy of her job level.

After a while, the eighth-level worker that the workshop director mentioned also arrived.

This person is Yi Zhonghai.

"Master Yi, Master Liang is welding the first part. You can start processing after it's done."

Yi Zhonghai was also called to help in the morning.

It's just that he's in a bad state right now.

He stayed overnight at Chuntao's house again last night, and because he played too hard, he had to pay the fine more than once.

So I overslept in the morning and rushed over without even having breakfast.

After a night of hard work, his stomach was empty and his hands and feet were shaking.

Yi Zhonghai didn't want to come at first.

Because six large parts need to be processed at one time.

It was difficult for him to do this even when he was in full condition, let alone when he was in a weak condition.

Yi Zhonghai was originally going to refuse.

But the superiors designated him to handle it.

In order not to leave a bad impression in front of the leader.

Yi Zhonghai finally decided to go ahead with it.

After Liang Ladi finished welding a gear, Yi Zhonghai also started processing.

But Yi Zhonghai felt that he was in trouble as soon as he got started.

The gears don't grind as smoothly as before.

The dry feeling made him feel uneasy.

I'm afraid this mission is a bit uncertain.

Yi Zhonghai then perked up and continued working.

This time he is betting on the dignity of an eighth-level worker, and only success is allowed, not failure!

After working for almost an hour, Yi Zhonghai finally completed the first gear.

At this moment, he was already sweating profusely.

The fingers of both hands could not even open because they were exerting too much force.

"Master Yi, do you want to take a break?"

Seeing how hard Yi Zhonghai was working, the workshop director couldn't help but offer some suggestions.

Yi Zhonghai wanted to say yes, but the dignity of an eighth-level worker made him say:

"No, it's nothing."

Liang Ladi also glanced at Yi Zhonghai while welding parts.

Is this the eighth-level worker in the steel rolling mill? Why does he feel so much worse than the eighth-level worker in my machine repair factory?

Is this the level of a large factory with tens of thousands of employees?

Liang Ladi is a strong-willed woman, and now she wants to show her presence in front of everyone.

So I put in my full attention and started to speed up the work at hand.

Although her movements were much faster, they were fast and steady.

Yi Zhonghai, who was standing by, twitched his eyes.

Liang Ladi was already processing the third one, and he had just started fixing the second part.

Although they were in different jobs, he still felt a little embarrassed to be ahead of a woman.

Why did this machine repair shop have to call a woman here? They are just trying to make things difficult for me.

In a hurry, Yi Zhonghai accidentally got his finger crushed by the gears.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Master Yi! Are you okay?!"

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just a careless mistake. It's nothing serious."

Yi Zhonghai endured the pain and smiled to ease the embarrassment.

His fingers were connected to his heart, and although there was no bleeding, he was in so much pain now.

The workshop director really thought that Yi Zhonghai was fine, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Yi Zhonghai's condition is even worse now.

But he could only endure the pain and continue working.

By the time the second part was processed, he was almost exhausted.

Yi Zhonghai breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to stand up and stretch.

As a result, he only felt a click in his waist.

Then there was a sharp pain.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but groan, and couldn't straighten his body. He held on to the workbench with his hands and cried out in pain:

"My... my waist! My waist is sprained!"

"Master Yi! Master Yi, are you okay? Quick! Send Master Yi to the infirmary!"

The workshop director panicked.

How could an eighth-level worker be injured just by processing parts?

This is done.

The situation was urgent to begin with, yet something like this happened.

Liang Ladi, who was standing by, was also holding the welding gun in a daze.

This old master sprained his waist, it should have nothing to do with me.

She didn't touch the other person at all, so don't blackmail her when the time comes.

Everyone rushed to send Yi Zhonghai to the infirmary for examination by the doctor.

It’s just that the doctors at the steel mill are of average quality.

It's difficult to treat a headache, cold or fever, let alone this kind of thing.

The doctor casually touched Yi Zhonghai's waist and after the examination he didn't know whether he had a sprained waist or a bone injury.

In the end, he simply wrote a note and asked someone to send Yi Zhonghai to the hospital for a thorough examination.

As for gear processing, it was handed over to other level 8 workers in the factory.

The workshop director instructed his subordinates:

"Go to Master Yi's workshop and ask his apprentice to go to his home and ask his family to accompany him to the hospital."