Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 448 Your homeroom teacher has feelings for you!
The minor incident at the instrument factory gate did not affect Zhai Da's plans. He drove Ms. Yu's XC90 and continued towards Dongyang Experimental Primary School.

His [Mechanical Core] has arrived, but the dilapidated road on the provincial highway in Sunmazhuang is really not suitable for a sports car to ride on. Even with blue equipment, it cannot overcome the laws of physics; the chassis is too low.

In just over ten minutes, after crossing the Xinyi River Bridge, we entered the new urban area. Planned around 2000, the area features straight roads, small high-rise buildings, and large shopping malls. At least this small area looks no different from second- or third-tier cities.

Dongyang Experimental Primary School is located in the north of the new urban area.

Originally, this school was also located in the old city area. Zhai Da remembers it was just two intersections away from the "Twelfth Primary School" where he attended school. Later, it moved away and became more and more "key" in the area. Now it is truly the best primary school.

Outside the school gate, some cars were already parked. Zhai Da, like the others, parked his car on the side of the road, put on a mask, and got out.

Zhai Da thought for a moment, and when he passed by the convenience store, he bought a bottle of iced cola and paid with his [revolving change].

Circulation count +1.

Then she joined the line of parents picking up their children and became one of those "welcoming" parents.

A few minutes later, the elementary school students began to walk out, led by their teachers in orderly groups by class.

We missed the right time.

Back then, they didn't do things like that. They were like sheep running wild, going wherever they wanted, unless there were special circumstances and they had to inform the teacher.

The teacher leads you home from school; that's a privilege only kindergarteners get.

Zhai Da spotted Tang Xiao Kui from afar. This girl was outstanding; she was in the last row of the girls' column, and her height was significantly greater than that of the boys next to her.

Based on the older generation's vague perception of height, he looks more like a junior high school student.

That's enough for 0.9 Ge Qiaoqiaos.

Tang Xiao Kui saw her brother from afar, ran over and hugged his leg: "Brother!"

This wasn't Zhai Da's first visit, and Tang Xiaokui's homeroom teacher clearly recognized him, approaching him with a beaming smile and chatting about various things that happened in Tang Xiaokui's class.

He talked about being number one in his studies, how many teachers liked him, and how many friends he had—all sorts of trivial things—but Zhai Da wasn't impatient.

After being kept chatting for ten minutes, Zhai Da finally found an opportunity to say goodbye and left with Tang Xiao Kui.

After getting into the car, Tang Xiaokui dangled her legs in the passenger seat and suddenly said, "Brother, I think Teacher Zhang is interested in you."

Zhai Dahao almost turned on the windshield wipers instead of the turn signal, paused for a moment and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Really! I've never seen her smile so happily. Sometimes she even secretly asks me who's picking her up tomorrow. If it's you, she'll wear a dress, touch up her makeup in the afternoon, and just now she was chewing gum before school ended!"

"Brother, don't be nervous, I won't tell Sister Lu."

Zhai Da sighed: "Why would I be nervous? You're the one with all the tricks up your sleeve."

How could he not see it?
After he became a well-known writer, the attention of young women around him was no longer a rarity. To put it another way, the attention of the same sex was the same, only the form of expression was different.

But what can you do? Just tell that homeroom teacher: Woman, stop daydreaming.
He then said to Tang Xiaokui: "Your homeroom teacher has inappropriate thoughts about me. Xiaokui, you should change classes."

Even a typical CEO romance drama couldn't come up with such an awkward plot.
We just interact normally, nothing more.

If it could make the other party care more about Tang Xiao Kui, wasting a little time wouldn't matter. Tang Xiao Kui is smart and should be able to understand the intricacies of the situation, but there's no need to let her know.

Zhai Da changed the subject: "So you're first in your class?"

Tang Xiaokui said proudly, "Of course! I can't let my brother down."

"Who is the top student in the grade?"

Tang Xiao Kui:
"That's bullying! How can someone be ranked first in their grade in elementary school?!"

"Yes, I was first in my grade in elementary school."

"Impossible, Mom said you didn't do well in school before."

"I really am number one in my grade!"

It's just some areas that are not easy to talk about with children.

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The next day, Zhai Da drove to the instrument factory and found that the sunshade stall from the previous day was gone.

I don't know if they quit after all the commotion, or if it was just too hot for them to come.

He greeted the trainees along the way, but as he was about to enter the factory, Zhai Dacai remembered something and went back.

Take out the small size that was carefully stored in a professional box from the trunk.

Then I looked at my watch and waited for the countdown.
9: 00.

"Da da~ da da da"

Accompanied by the indescribable sound of a trumpet, the employees and trainees who were originally moving slowly all started running.

They are already familiar with this.

Holding their hot breakfasts, they rushed to the factory, to the classroom, and to knowledge and skills.

Zhai Da smiled and carefully put the small trumpet away.

Today, we continue to integrate into the "era of large-scale training," especially the "engineer group" that I selected, which Zhai Da attaches great importance to.

Some of the equipment was designed by the actual designers, so the explanations were clear and the teaching was smooth, but Zhai Da had higher expectations for them.

It's not enough to just be able to "install and adjust"; in long-term production work, it's also necessary to be able to "repair and maintain".

Furthermore, it should be integrated into future technological iterations and the development of new equipment.

The busy morning passed by exceptionally quickly. When Zhai Da went out to get lunch, he noticed many students weren't running towards the cafeteria, but rather towards the entrance of the instrument factory. He vaguely heard someone say, "Free watermelon? Really?"

"of course it's true!"

Zhai Da paused for a moment, then walked curiously toward that direction. From afar, he saw dozens of students gathered together; the sun umbrellas from last night had returned.

Meng Tao, who claimed to be a county government official but was tanned like an old farmer, rode up in a tricycle with a lot of watermelons piled up in the back, some forty or fifty, weighing three or four hundred pounds.

At this moment, Meng Tao shouted, "Free watermelon for everyone! Take two slices each, and come back if you need more! Xiaoxue's fruit stand has just opened, so we hope you'll all support us!"

Under the parasol behind, the mute girl was diligently cutting a melon, and if she didn't have enough strength, she would have liked to put her whole body weight on it.

Meng Tao: "Free watermelon! Quickly tell your classmates and colleagues to come over! It's freshly picked from the field this morning, absolutely fresh!"

Zhai Da crossed his arms and watched from afar, his gaze especially fixed on Meng Tao's face.

I didn't care at all yesterday, but today I'm a little curious about what the relationship between these two is.
At first, Meng Tao had time to organize things, but later there were too many people, and he could only help cut the melons in a flurry. Later, there weren't enough melons to cut, so some people started going directly to the tricycle to take some, shouting, "Boss, we're five people, can we take one melon from you? That's about two slices each, so you don't have to cut it."

Meng Tao had no time to think, everything was in complete chaos.

Until Zhai Da shouted from afar, "Line up to the side! You're blocking the road!"

If a whole truckload of these came, even rebirth would have to be called out.

When everyone turned around and saw that it was their boss, they immediately restored order and lined up along one side of the road instead of crowding in the middle.

Once order was established, the process of eating melons became much smoother. In particular, after queuing up, few people were willing to repeatedly take more. Zhai Da grabbed a student and said, "Go to the cafeteria and borrow two knives to help cut them."

The boy with the bulbous nose nodded and ran inside.

A dozen minutes later, the melons were completely distributed, and the trainees all went back to the cafeteria to get their meals. While the free melons were nice, we shouldn't put the cart before the horse.

Sweating profusely, Meng Tao finally had time to continue his sales pitch: "Xiaoxue's fruit stand has just opened! Please support us in the future. There was a small misunderstanding yesterday, but our scales are absolutely fair."

Finally, the area around the sun umbrella became deserted again, and the dark-skinned young man began to pick up watermelon rinds with his head down, collecting them piece by piece into the dirty plastic bucket.

When they were lifting the watermelon rind bucket onto the tricycle, it was too heavy and they couldn't lift it. Just as they were about to call the mute girl for help, a pair of hands reached out to them.

Meng Tao looked at Zhai Da: "President Zhai, I'm so sorry."

"Little things."

The two of them lifted him into the back of the truck together.

Zhai Da didn't keep his eyes on this side. After finishing his meal, he turned around and saw Meng Tao carrying things.

The mute girl jogged a few steps to try and help, but couldn't catch up, so she retreated, seemingly unwilling to interact with many people.

It's hard to judge someone with this kind of personality when it comes to setting up a stall.

Meng Tao fanned his collar; it was less about the heat and more about embarrassment, as the cheap fabric was soaked with sweat, leaving his chest area semi-transparent.

Indecent.

“Mr. Zhai, this girl wasn’t thinking clearly yesterday. I’ve already given her a stern talking-to. No one can understand her sign language. I asked her later and found out that she really didn’t want to refund the money, but she wanted the young man to take more good grapes because she was heartbroken to see them rotting so quickly.”

Zhai Da didn't investigate the veracity of this claim further, only asking, "You gave her the idea? To set up a stall here?"

This area is far from any village or shop, making it a very targeted location, which is actually quite good.

"I was thinking that with so many people here and no convenience store, it would be convenient for your employees too."

What is your relationship with her?

"It's nothing. She comes from a poor family in Wutong Township. She has a mentally ill mother. I think there are opportunities everywhere in Dongyang recently, so I gave her a suggestion. Xiaoxue, quickly get a bottle of water for Boss Zhai in this hot weather."

The mute girl rummaged through the styrofoam box for a long time before finally pulling out a bottle of Wahaha.

"Hey! I need a drink! I need a Gatorade!"

Meng Tao: I'm truly impressed.
After hesitating for a while, Zhai Da finally accepted the not-too-cold chilled drink.

This is practically equivalent to him tacitly approving the stall being set up there.

Meng Tao wanted to chat a bit longer, but his phone rang. He took it out and put it to his ear when a voice cried out, "Hey! Hey! I'm coming right away!"

His hands were sticky with watermelon juice, so Meng Tao grabbed a handful of wild grass from the roadside, rubbed them a couple of times, and then pulled a business card from his pocket and handed it over:
"Mr. Zhai, I have to get back to the office this afternoon. Xiaoxue will never shortchange customers again. She bought that scale herself. This girl didn't finish junior high school properly. She's a bit stubborn and doesn't understand things, but she's not a bad person. If there's any problem, just give me a call and I'll handle it. I can handle anything!"

He waved and laughed as he got on the tricycle, stood up and pedaled furiously, in a great hurry.

Zhai Da then noticed that this was not an electric tricycle, but just a regular tricycle.

Only after the other person had completely disappeared around the corner did Zhai Da turn to look at Wang Xue, then twist open his Gatorade and took a sip: "Can you write?"

Wang Xue nodded and pointed to the paper and pen on the table, which seemed to have been left by Meng Tao. These things weren't there yesterday.

Zhai Da said, "If you have a problem, you can write it down or communicate with people. Nobody here understands sign language. Also, you have to be honest when doing business."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Just as I crossed the street, I heard Wang Xue making "ya ya yi yi" sounds behind me again, so I turned around.

Then I saw the girl holding up a piece of paper, pointing at Zhai Da's hand, and then pointing at the paper.

It reads: "Four pieces, pulse".

Zhai Da: I'm truly impressed.
　(Based on everyone's suggestions, the name of Mechanical Engineering College Road 1 will be changed to "Mechanical Core Road 1". Other similar naming methods will follow the same pattern in the future.)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)