The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Master, have some tea~!"

In the forging workshop, Yang Weimin held a large teacup that had been cold for a while and respectfully handed it to Liu Haizhong.

Liu Haizhong, who was directing the workers, wiped the dense beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, took off his work gloves, took the cup of tea and gulped it down.

“Hiss, huh~!”

Only when the round belly swelled up again did Liu Haizhong put it on the table next to the forging press.

Picking up the gray towel on the table, Lao Liu wiped the sweat from his neck.

"You guys keep doing it, Xiao Yang and I are going to go to the door to talk for a few words~!"

When Yang Weimin was about to reach out for the big teapot and fill it with water again, the big hand in his bangs pressed directly on the lid of the teacup.

After saying hello to several other masters, Yang Weimin was no longer allowed to continue serving tea and water.

"Weimin, didn't I tell you that these things should be handed over to Xiaosong? He has become an intermediate worker, and among some people, he is a master. As for me, I won't be with you for long. You have to keep working hard in the future~!"

With his hands behind his back, he unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt and breathed a sigh of relief. The cotton undershirt inside the shirt was bulging out, looking like he was almost ten months pregnant.

Yang Weimin, who was following behind Liu Haizhong, was about to say something when he was interrupted by Lao Liu.

"You are willing to learn. Director Yang handed you over to me at that time. Now, I have been able to complete the task. As for me, my education level is not high. I am only at level eight. I cannot move up. Among the seven levels, there is another level because too many people were transferred that year, so I was promoted by force~!"

He walked slowly to the door, stood under the shade of a tree, pinched the corner of his gray shirt in his bangs, fanned himself, and looked at Yang Weimin behind him, as if he saw the ignorant young man when he first entered the factory.

In a blink of an eye, many years have passed. Even Director Yang is no longer in the factory, and it is time for Yang Weimin to start his own business.

Over the years, Liu Haizhong has led too many people, some lazy, some stupid, some smart, some down-to-earth, some well-educated, some poorly educated. In the forging workshop, it can be said that many people have worked under him.

Only Yang Weimin is special. He is Director Yang's nephew, and he tried his best to teach him. The child also tried his best to learn, and until now, he still respects his master.

Liu Haizhong is worthy of him and the trust of Director Yang. When this child was at his most mischievous, it was Liu Haizhong who corrected him with a stick.

"From now on, you can also take on apprentices. You can try to take on first-level and second-level workers. If you want to continue to move up, then you can practice your skills well. Our master-apprentice relationship is almost over. I have nothing else to teach you~!"

The big hand patted Yang Weimin's arm, and Liu Haizhong looked relieved. He could say that he had a clear conscience towards these students.

He didn't accept any gifts or money. As long as you can tolerate his temper, you will be a good disciple. You can serve tea and water, and Yang Weimin will no longer be needed in the future.

"Master~!"

"I can't teach you anymore. Alright, don't blame me for beating you then. Go back and take on a few more apprentices in the future. Bringing them out will give me face~!"

He waved his hand indifferently. Liu Haizhong didn't want to listen to any more polite words. He had become soft-hearted after hearing so many sweet words lately.

"Don't eat. Just pretend you don't hear the gossips of some people in the workshop. You are doing good things for the factory. As long as you don't make mistakes at work, no one can do anything to you. From now on, just call me Master Liu. You are a master yourself~!"

Old Liu has always looked down on Yan Bugui's ways, trying to get benefits from his students in a roundabout way, or treating them to meals or anything like that. He doesn't need them at all.

As for special care, Yang Weimin didn't need it. The main reason for his special care was that he was a whistleblower that year, and some people gossiped about him behind his back. As long as Lao Liu was there, those people didn't dare to say these things to his face.

Yang Weimin understood his master. Sometimes, he was even afraid of him, but his master always brought him out. In the past, he was ignorant, but now he understands.

Yang Weimin bowed deeply to Liu Haizhong. He was a little moved. Looking at Master Liu's back as he walked in, he was speechless for a moment.

This kind of scene can actually be seen every now and then in large factories, where a master teaches his apprentice year after year, just like in the military. When the apprentice is almost independent, the apprentice becomes a veteran (master).

If you meet a good and obedient student, then teach him/her with more care. If you meet a cunning and cunning student who is unwilling to learn, then it doesn't matter.

He raised his head and looked towards the gate, suddenly smiling with relief. Master Liu told him that he could become a master, and so he really became a master.

Suddenly, Yang Weimin blinked.

At the door of a workshop, he saw something. He saw Li Feng, and Yu Haitang following him.

"Hey, Master Yang, now that you can train apprentices, can you find a master's wife too~!"

Several colleagues of similar age from the same workshop came out one after another, and started teasing Yang Weimin. They had been colleagues for many years, so some congratulated him, some fanned the flames, and they just treated it as a joke.

However, the smile on the face of the person who was joking gradually faded.

Yang Weimin saw something. He saw that Secretary Li seemed to stop, said a few words to Yu Haitang, turned around and left. His face looked very ugly.

Yu Haitang, on the other hand, had an unpleasant expression on her face, as if she had been criticized. Her good mood was gone instantly.

"Hey, isn't that Yu Haitang who put up the bulletin board? Weimin, what are you standing there for? If you don't go, then I will~!"

A few people who were arm in arm followed Yang Weimin's gaze and happened to see Yu Haitang, but they did not see the scene where Yu Haitang was criticized. They started to clamor and urged Yang Weimin to act quickly.

"Okay, I'll go check it out. Don't leave after get off work, let's go to a restaurant together tonight~!"

Yang Weimin was very curious about what Yu Haitang had said that had upset Secretary Li. With a few of his buddies instigating him, he quickly tucked his grey work shirt into his belt, tidied up his appearance, and then ran over.

"Yu Haitang~!"

Baring his big white teeth, Yang Weimin just ran to the door of a workshop and waved his arm to greet people.

Whether she is my master's wife or not, it's time to find a partner. I have become a master now and my salary is not low. Why not flirt with her? I should save the money for those men.

Yang Weimin felt pleased just looking at this new girl in the Propaganda Department.

However, the flower has intention but the water flows on mercilessly. Yu Haitang would not even look at Yang Weimin if he had not written the article "My Uncle Factory Director".

She clearly saw Yang Weimin running over and went to greet her, but she just turned around and left him with the back of her head.

"What's wrong, Comrade Yu Haitang? I see you look a little unhappy~!"

It was an awkward chat. Yu Haitang didn't want to pay attention to him. Yang Weimin sensed it, but he could only chat awkwardly. He rubbed his hands and tried to get closer, looking quite humble.

"It has nothing to do with you, Comrade Yang Weimin. I don't want to talk to you now~!"

The swinging long braid almost hit Yang Weimin in the face. He vented all his anger, which he didn't dare to show to Li Feng, on Yang Weimin.

"I saw that your conversation with Secretary Li just now didn't seem to be pleasant~!"

Rejected by the goddess, Yang Weimin looked depressed, but he still went for her shamelessly.

Yu Haitang took a deep breath, feeling extremely ashamed and angry. He had never expected that Yang Weimin would see him talking to Li Feng.

"I'll say it again, Comrade Yang Weimin, we are not familiar with each other, and my affairs have nothing to do with you~!"

After saying that, Yu Haitang turned around and left, very angry. Yang Weimin felt very uncomfortable with her angry look. He wanted to take the opportunity of going out to break the window paper, but in the end, the window was closed.

"Come, for the people~!"

Before he had been feeling sad for a while, Yang Weimin heard a call from behind. Secretary Li, with his hands in his pockets, was standing at the door of a workshop. It seemed that he had seen the joke on him.

"Before your uncle left, he asked me to look after you, but I don't think you need my care~!"

"That female comrade just now wanted me to give her special care and help her get in through the back door, but it's a pity that she doesn't know me~!"

"I can't teach you much, but I'll just say, if you don't love me, then don't love me. The next one will be better~!"

How could Li Feng not see the miserable look of Yang Weimin? It was like watching a cartoon, and he looked a lot like Feiyangyang, Shuangfeigui, Hei Xiaohu and Tom Cat.

The young man is a good one, how can he be led astray? Director Yang was very caring towards him at the beginning, and Li Feng couldn't bear to watch him like that.

"what?"

Yang Weimin looked embarrassed, but he understood the meaning of Secretary Li's words.

"It's okay, there are many good girls, men should not be lickers~!" (End of this chapter)