The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Three workshops.

In the hot heating furnace, the steel billets that glow orange-red after being thoroughly heated are transported to the next processing station along the continuously rolling rollers.

"Click", a pair of huge iron pliers clamped the billet and the collision of heat and cold triggered billowing smoke.

The shirtless man with a fat body trembled like that. The steel billet weighing twenty or thirty kilograms was directly clamped into the hydraulic bed under the action of large iron tongs. As a pair of huge feet stepped on the start switch, The hydraulic hammer quickly hit the billet, which was like a fire.

In the entire workshop, the posture is basically the same. No one is thin, even the one responsible for pushing the cart. The one with thick arms can kill two Xu Damao with one punch.

"Dang, Dang Dang~!"

With the hammering of the hydraulic hammer, the orange-red steel billet gradually changed its shape, and its color also changed from orange-red to dark red. The specifications of the parts were finalized step by step amidst the sound of hammering.

Even though it has turned into the color of the steel billet itself, the temperature of the parts at this time is still frighteningly high. If you touch it with your hands, it will burn into pig's trotters.

"Thorn~!"

The quenching oil in the quenching pool was already pitch black. As the parts were submerged in the quenching oil, tongues of flame suddenly appeared on the pool surface, accompanied by billowing smoke.

"Well, this time it's not bad. The error is much better than before. If we keep working hard in this direction, it should be better than Level [-] this year!"

After the parts were fished out, he held his hands behind his bangs, holding out his belly as if he was pregnant for ten months, and commented on it in a serious manner.

"It's all taught by the master!"

The apprentice on the side didn't even bother to wipe his sweat. He looked at the huge parts and just smiled. Level four to level five was a big threshold. To be praised by Master Liu like this proves that hard work is indeed worthwhile these days. Effective.

"No, no, no, I see your hard work. I will go back and share your experience with everyone at the study meeting!"

When he was almost done with his research, Liu Haizhong nodded noncommittally, took off his thick fireproof gloves, and looked around the entire workshop.

At his level, except for special high-precision parts, everything else has been given to the people below. It's not that he doesn't want to continue to jump around, but that he now has multiple jobs and has lost interest in advancing to level eight.

So what can Lao Yi do if he reaches level eight? At most, it will increase his fame a little bit, but compared with what he, Lao Liu, is now, it's really nothing.

"Compared with the title of Master Liu, Commissioner Liu, doesn't it sound better!"

He walked to the door with a figure-footed step. In his bangs, he picked up the Chinese tunic suit and black leather shoes from the closet. When he was still a short time away from getting off work, he started to change his clothes.

No one said anything about him, just like the sales leader who continues to occupy the throne in a large company, as long as he occasionally brings apprentices, and two or three of his subordinates are promoted to one level every year, that is the greatest contribution he has made to the workshop. contribute.

After changing his clothes, he took the time to go to the toilet and look in the mirror narcissistically. After finishing his contribution to the workshop, Old Liu began to patrol his territory again.

Family area.

Every time he looked at the nine buildings where his family members lived from a distance, Lao Liu felt that his blood was flowing a little faster. The excitement that he had not had for many years was back in his body.

"Commissioner Liu~!"

"Xiao Fang, have you seen it today?"

The gatekeeper at the door of the family area saw Liu Haizhong approaching with a huge belly. He quickly stood up and respectfully took out the cigarettes in his pocket.

"Yes, I'm on duty today and tomorrow!"

Those who can guard the gate are all unemployed. I know the seventh-level workers in the third workshop of the steel rolling mill and Liu Haizhong, who was responsible for allocating rooms to them. I feel a little grateful in my heart and cooperate with the committee very much. work.

He gently tapped the back of Xiao Zhang's hand with his fingers. After he put out the match, Lao Liu coughed twice and exhaled a large stream of smoke.In fact, he didn't know much about smoking, but after coming to the family area, he gradually learned it. When faced with the flattering Kuhaha people, his demeanor, although not a cadre, was very similar to that of a cadre.

"Nothing happened in the past two days, right?"

Holding his waist with one hand and holding a cigarette in the other, with a somewhat vacuous look in his bangs, he wandered past several buildings, and that air of not being too similar.

"The Zhao family on the third floor of Building [-] had a quarrel with the You family next door last night. It seemed that there were a few pieces of briquettes missing. The men's toilet on the first floor of Building [-] seemed to be clogged. I heard complaints this morning!"

Faced with Liu Haizhong's behavior, the gatekeeper didn't have any objection at all, and honestly reported the things in the yard to the man in front of him.

"Okay, it's about maintenance. I'll go to the maintenance department later to see if there's a quarrel in Building [-]~!"

Since the houses were divided, the weight of the housing allocation committee has dropped a lot, but Liu Haizhong is different. He is the steward of the family area appointed by the union chairman Li Feng. As long as he enters each house, everyone will have to pay. Two thin noodles.

With his hands behind his back, he checked the health conditions in the courtyard. People who passed by kept greeting him would nod reservedly in their bangs. This kind of steward was really in the same heaven as in the courtyard.

Although he had no money to take, the respectable look in his eyes made him feel happy from the top of his head to his heels. No wonder he didn't even look down on the name of the first man in the courtyard. Compared with this, he was just playing house. Home.

After a while, the conflict in Building No. [-] was eased slightly by Old Liu.

As after-get off work music blared from the loudspeakers, more and more people gathered in the family area.

At this time, Liu Haizhong walked out of the family area. Really, when others saw him, they would take the initiative to get out of the way and greet him enthusiastically. As he was called "Commissioner Liu" one after another, his fat body, They couldn't help but tremble.

He still has a small leather bag and a bicycle, but Liu Haizhong is also a car owner now. When facing the cadres in the bicycle shed, he did not show any weakness at all.

"In bangs, right?"

"Deputy Director Li!"

Seeing the person greeting him, Old Liu was a little flattered. He quickly applied the brakes and changed his expression.

"Has Deputy Director Li Feng and Li from your courtyard come back?"

Li Huaide squinted his eyes, pushed the bicycle slowly, and chatted with the respectful old Liu, his face was very kind.

Liu Haizhong felt a drum in his heart. Didn't Li Feng go to study? After all, you, the deputy director, shouldn't know better than them.

"No, I didn't see it, I probably haven't replied yet!"

"Oh, I heard that during the Chinese New Year, many people gave gifts to his family. Is this true?"

The next question made Liu Haizhong's heart suddenly rise to his throat. What was going on? The Li family didn't hide it. Didn't all the things they sent were given to the union and distributed to employees in need?

"Yes, but...!"

"Have you ever noticed that people who are not his students go to their homes to deliver things?"

Li Huaide stopped and looked intently at his bangs, which was deep in thought, and narrowed his eyes.

"No need to answer, you are also an old comrade. Over the years, I heard that you have brought out many outstanding apprentices. In fact, you may consider moving into a technical management position, so that you can make greater contributions. .”

Is it okay if I go out to study?
Lou Qinghe is from the transportation department... (End of chapter)