The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 355 Jia Dongxu Yintang turns black

After filling out the form, signing, a piece of paper was torn in half, one for each person, which represented the marriage of both parties, and they were separated from each other from now on.

Yi Zhonghai felt mixed feelings in his heart at this time. He didn't expect that what he said a year ago would come true inexplicably today a year later. Although he was free, he felt empty in his heart.

The auntie, on the other hand, carefully folded the divorce certificate and deposit receipt, put them in her pocket, and walked towards the courtyard with her head held high.

"Tsk, tsk, you're still getting divorced at such an old age?"

"You don't know, he is Yi Zhonghai, he...!"

Listening to the voice of the office behind him who was not shy about talking about himself, Yi Zhonghai clenched his hands involuntarily. The thin divorce certificate represented the separation of relatives.

After a while, Yi Zhonghai gathered his thoughts, touched his stomach, and decided to go to work first. Now that his original salary was only 1000 yuan, he was even more reluctant to part with it. It would be noon anyway.

After gathering his thoughts, Yi Zhonghai remained silent and walked towards Dongzhimen with ulterior motives. Fortunately, he was already at work at this time and no one recognized him.

"The whole factory reported that Yi Zhonghai, a worker in the first workshop, an eighth-level worker, was detained and reformed due to repeated violations of the law. In order to further strengthen warning education, strictly enforce discipline and rules, and strive to maintain a stable and healthy production environment, the factory-wide file committee At the meeting, the Political and Education Department made the following punishment decision: the work level was downgraded from Level [-] to Level [-], and a serious warning was recorded as a warning to others!"

"Comrades, the production tasks for the first half of the year have been summarized. We need...!"

Before he even reached the factory gate, Yi Zhonghai heard the loudspeaker in the factory. It stopped playing songs today and instead played the announcement of his own punishment. Suddenly, his vision went dark and he couldn't hear what was said behind him. He collapsed on the ground.

"I'm done, my whole life is done!"

Yi Zhonghai didn't know who to hate, whether he was blind and married a white-eyed wolf who couldn't have children, or whether he was obsessed with believing the old pious woman's words and accepted the little white-eyed wolf.

He punched the ground weakly with his fists and pulled out the weeds with his hands. He could only be so helpless and furious now.

I originally thought about leaving as long as I can still earn a little bit. How many years will it take me to earn back 32 yuan from my current salary of 5000 yuan.

The more he calculated, the more angry he became. The corners of Yi Zhonghai's mouth twitched, and a burst of anger surged upward from his stomach.

"Pfft~!"

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and Yi Zhonghai, who was mentally exhausted, felt a little more comfortable. The matter was over, and it was useless to say more.

Wiping the corner of his mouth, Lao Yi could only bite the bullet and go to work now. He had to continue to live. As long as he had money and the status of a formal employee, he still had hope.

"Hey, Lao Yi, I said it's early in the morning, so the loudspeaker has nothing to do to make announcements. I want you to come back to work!"

Facing the cynicism in the workshop, Yi Zhonghai remained silent, pretending not to hear or see anything, and walked straight to the workshop office.

"Bah, no matter what you are pretending to be, you have already been demoted to one level of work. Do you really think it was before?"

Nowadays, people are still simple. Although some people are still afraid of their past and dare not say anything openly, there are also some who are bold and share the same hatred.

Especially those who were rejected by Yi Zhonghai as his disciples. After knowing why he accepted Jia Dongxu, they would not be angry if you let them go. If they accept a loser, they will not be able to improve their level, and their relationship is with the other person's mother.

That group of people are now third-level and fourth-level workers and have become the mainstay of the workshop's production. Their apprentices who learn quickly are already first-level workers. It's hard for them to say anything, but their apprentices are not allowed to help the master vent his anger.

Such a group of people share the same hatred and angrily condemn, which is in line with the current mainstream values. Anyone who wants to talk and laugh with someone who has been in prison will be drowned by spitting.

"You should go to the original location, these workpieces must be processed today!"

Seeing that the director was silent, Guo Dabo had no choice but to take Yi Zhonghai back to his old position, pointed to the finished parts in the wooden box, and said to Yi Zhonghai.

"Director Guo, I am a first-level worker now. These jobs...?"

Yi Zhonghai saw the problem. It was obvious that he should be treated as an eighth-level worker, which was different from what the loudspeaker said.

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, you have been demoted to a first-level worker, but don't tell me that your skills have been demoted. Why did the factory come forward to find you back in advance? You don't know why?"

Guo Dabozi smiled contemptuously and picked at the dust between his fingernails.

"If you say you can't do it and you want to do the work of a first-level worker, then I will report it to the factory truthfully. One more first-level worker in our workshop is not more than you are, and one less is not more than you. You can go back and forth wherever you go!" "

After saying that, Guo Dabozi didn't want to listen to Yi Zhonghai's explanation. He put his hands in his pockets and left like that. Yes, he left.

Compared with the previous attitude, it is the same as the sky and the earth.

Now it is obvious that Yi Zhonghai is under control. He is not as used to it as in the past. He would find someone to serve him with tea and water. If you want to do it or not, you will go back to the prison.

Can't Yi Zhonghai see it? He can, but he has no choice!
Listening to the sneers of the people next to him, the flattering smile on Lao Yi's face disappeared. He silently picked up the accessories and processing drawings in the box and put them on the table to read. "By the way, the processing must be completed today. According to the past success rate, if it is late, then you will have to finish it even if you work overtime today!"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai give up, Guo Dabozi smiled proudly and turned around to continue PUA. During the production meeting, a workshop made a fool of himself. He was not allowed to convey the anger from above.

"Okay, I got it!"

Yi Zhonghai looked at the drawings without raising his head. He didn't want to see the other party's proud face. The fact that Mr. Guo could be so arrogant showed that the superiors were trying to punish him. If he continued to give up, there were many ways to round himself up.

He knew them as they knew him.

In this way, without saying a word, Yi Zhonghai was busy until almost noon.

"Crack~!"

There was only a tripping sound, and in an instant, the machines and lights all stopped. Yi Zhonghai put down what he was doing and looked up.

"MD, why is the power outage again? What is the electrician class doing for food?"

"Old Zhao, go push the gate and see if it jumps!"

"I'm not going. I'm about to go have dinner. I'll do the rest of the afternoon. I'd better let the electrician class take a look at this thing!"

The workshop suddenly became chaotic. Some people took the opportunity to sneak away to get food, some hurriedly cleaned up the lathe, and some called others to send electricity.

Lao Yi is also used to it. After all, in a factory that has been in business for decades, it is normal for the lines to age. This is the case every summer when the temperature is high.

Picking up the teapot out of habit, Yi Zhonghai took advantage of the distraction of others and looked around.

As a result, I saw that Jia Dongxu, who had been kicked yesterday, was active on the cutterhead of the milling and boring machine, taking risks and illegally measuring the dimensions of the preliminary parts.

"Jia Dongxu, you are so fucking brave, come down!"

When the older master in the workshop saw this, he scolded Jia Dongxu.

"What if I get a call? This is not the way to save trouble!"

"I, I'm afraid that I won't be able to finish the processing in the afternoon and will have to work overtime!"

The honest Jia Dongxu listened to the scolding and explained in a low voice what he could do. His workload was not light now, and he was afraid that there would be another power outage in the afternoon, and he would have to work overtime later.

"Who the hell taught you this? I saw you adjusting the fixed parts for a long time this morning. I don't know how to see how others do it. I've been here for several years!"

Others didn't listen to his explanation. They asked him to come down because they were helping him. When they scolded him, they were also criticizing Yi Zhonghai. If he couldn't find a reason, he couldn't make trouble for no reason. Since Jia Dongxu didn't live up to his expectations, it wasn't right to hurt his master. Yes.

As he said this, the old master glanced at Yi Zhonghai. When he was competing for that eighth-level worker, he only had that one spot. He had admired him before, but now he saw that it was better to give it to him.

"If you mess around again, just keep sharpening your stick. Don't let anything happen and hurt everyone!"

"Master Chen, I, I don't want to sharpen my stick. I want to get familiar with it and take the Level [-] exam this year. Please don't tell anyone. I won't mess around. My wife is about to give birth and the family is short of money!"

Jia Dongxu pursed his lips and said timidly,

The second-level worker examination itself involves more work than the first-level worker, and the technology is more complex.

If he went back again, he would never be able to see the end of his life. He would soon have three children at home, and he would be under a lot of pressure now.

"If you work overtime, work overtime. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your three children. Don't have any wrong ideas next time."

After hearing Jia Dongxu's explanation, the old master shook his head in disappointment, but without saying anything more, he took off his gloves and threw them on the table, then turned and left.

Yi Zhonghai, who was immersed in work, saw that the people were almost gone, then he raised his head and twisted his neck. The finely processed parts, in the hands of the eighth-level workers, still need to continue to be rested until the accuracy is finer than a hair.

Coupled with the power outage, Yi Zhonghai could only rely on finger contact to feel whether the accuracy of the parts was up to standard.This job is quite labor-intensive.

He raised his head and looked again. His former beloved apprentice was still working hard when everyone else was going to eat. However, judging from the experience of people who have been with Lao Yi, he was doing a messy job.

After last night, Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly in his heart. The Jia family fell out of favor faster than turning over a book. They deserved that Jia Dongxu's hall was blackened.

(End of this chapter)