Courtyard House: A Carefree Life Begins with a Lottery of Wish Power

The examiner said somewhat awkwardly:

"Factory manager, everyone else's scores were fine in the exam just now, but some of the examiners had some objections to Lin Zhuo's score."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong was overjoyed. It seemed that Lin Zhuo had failed. Let's see if he can still be so smug.

Although Director Zhou had great confidence in Lin Zhuo, he still felt a pang of anxiety upon hearing this.

The eyes of the onlookers all turned to Lin Zhuo, some with pity, some with schadenfreude, and some simply to watch the spectacle.

Factory Director Yang said in a deep voice:

"What's the problem? Is the tolerance too large and it's unacceptable?"

The examiner looked around, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopped himself.

Factory Director Yang said:

"There's nothing to hide, we can say it here."

The examiner quickly said:

"It's not that the tolerance is too large and it's unqualified, but that the tolerance is too small, almost perfect. Even if you asked a level 4 blacksmith to do it, very few could achieve this level."

"The examiners unanimously suggested that Lin Zhuo should be directly rated as a Level 4 blacksmith."

Upon hearing this, the workers gathered around erupted in excitement, announcing that they had been promoted to Level 4 workers.

From apprentice to fourth-level worker, that's a promotion of four levels in a row!

Upon hearing this, Director Zhou was overjoyed and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Liu Haizhong felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. He had worked for half his life and was only a level seven worker, while Lin Zhuo had some incredible luck, getting promoted to level four worker after only one month in the factory.

Liu Haizhong prayed in his heart that Director Yang would definitely reject the proposal.

The examiner continued:

"But this is a Level 3 blacksmith exam, and doing it this way is not in accordance with procedure."

"However, the other examiners said..."

A staff member next to Director Yang urged:

"What did you say?"

"They said if our steel rolling mill doesn't give Lin Zhuo a fourth-grade worker status, they'll go back and ask the factory manager to transfer Lin Zhuo to the machinery factory or the automobile factory, where they'll give him a fourth-grade worker status."

The onlookers erupted in another uproar.

After listening to the examiner's words, Factory Director Yang laughed heartily, looked at the workers around him, and said:

Why do we need to organize exams?

"The purpose of our exams is to select people with real skills."

"Our factory's workers are so outstanding that other factories are envious."

"If someone poachs him like this, I'll be the first to object."

"Everyone, work hard. If you have real skills, we will definitely not let you go to waste."

"I hereby announce that Comrade Lin Zhuo is directly promoted to Level 4 Blacksmith."

A huge cheer erupted from the crowd.

"Old Wang, has this kid really only been working at the factory for less than a month?"

"Of course it's true, just ask the forging workshop if you don't believe me."

"My goodness, I went straight from apprentice to level 4 worker as soon as I joined the factory."

"That means a monthly salary of just over 50 yuan."

"This young man is so young, does he have a girlfriend yet?"

Several middle-aged female workers who were watching all lit up.

Lin Zhuo is tall, handsome, and the youngest level-four worker in the entire factory. He's definitely a golden catch.

Many people are already thinking about whether they have any girls of similar age and want to introduce them to someone before someone else gets there first.

The young workers watching were also full of enthusiasm, hoping to make a name for themselves like Lin Zhuo.

The exam ended, and the crowd dispersed.

It only took him a little over ten days to go from apprentice to level four worker.

Lin Zhuo's name quickly spread throughout the steel rolling mill.

Director Zhou saw Factory Director Yang out of the workshop.

"Director Yang, how was it? I didn't misjudge you, did I?"

Factory Director Yang smiled and said:

"Old Zhou, this Lin Zhuo is a fine piece of steel; you have to forge him into a sharp blade."

Director Zhou patted his chest and assured him:

"We guarantee the mission will be completed."

Lin Zhuo was also very happy at this moment.

Passing the exam was expected, but being promoted directly to level 4 was still beyond my expectations.

Huang Fusheng then came to Lin Zhuo's side and patted him hard on the shoulder.

"Good job, kid."

Lin Zhuo grinned and said:

"It's all thanks to my master's excellent teaching."

Director Zhou also came over. Lin Zhuo was in a very good mood because he had made an impression on the factory director, and said:

"Kobayashi, well done, keep it up!"

Lin Zhuo quickly replied modestly:

"This is all thanks to the director's concern and Master Huang's guidance."

Liu Haizhong, standing to the side, was filled with regret.

He had gone to great lengths to trick Lin Zhuo and get him into the forging workshop, but little did he expect that it would play right into Lin Zhuo's hands.

That kid rose to the top in one step, becoming a fourth-level worker in less than a month.

Although he was extremely unwilling, he was still Lin Zhuo's team leader, so he had to say a few polite words to try to turn a bad thing into a good thing.

Liu Haizhong approached Director Zhou, smiling ingratiatingly, and said:

"Director, all of this is thanks to your discerning eye."

"I initially thought Kobayashi had the makings of a blacksmith, which is why I took the liberty of asking you to bring him here as soon as possible."

Director Zhou ignored Liu Haizhong's flattery and attempts to cover up his mistake, and said to Lin Zhuo:

"Xiao Lin, you've already made your name known to Director Yang."

"Work hard and achieve results."

Lin Zhuo nodded in agreement.

My heart aches a little.

I've worked in the factory for decades, and the factory manager still doesn't recognize me.

Lin Zhuo had only been working at the factory for a few days, but the factory manager already knew him.

It's true what they say, comparisons are odious.

"+3 from Liu Hai's wishes."

"+2 from Liu Hai's wishes."

"Zhang San's wish power +1".

"+1 from Li Si's wish power".

"Wang Wu's power of will +1".

……

Lin Zhuo looked at the prompts in his mind.

Liu Haizhong is all smiles on the surface, but it seems he still has a lot of complaints about himself.

There were also acts of kindness from other people, some of whom were fellow workers in the forging workshop, and many more were complete strangers.

These people are probably driven more by jealousy and resentment.

Many times, not many reasons are needed.

Lin Zhuo was used to being resented by others simply because he was doing better than them.

Anyway, it can't do anything to myself, it only provides me with motivation.

The lunch break bell rang.

Lin Zhuo took his lunchbox to the cafeteria.

Soon, Lin Zhuo sensed that many people were looking at him and heard people whispering about him.

Many of the bolder young female workers cast curious glances their way.

This young level-four worker earns just over 50 yuan a month, owns a house, has no financial burdens, and most importantly, is so handsome.

This is definitely a hot commodity in the matchmaking market.

Lin Zhuo stood in the middle of the food queue and saw Jia Dongxu and Xu Damao not far ahead.

When it was Jia Dongxu's turn to get his food, Sha Zhu immediately greeted him with a smile:

"Dongxu, you're a level three worker now. Remember to go have a drink with Xu Damao tonight."

Jia Dongxu's face was ashen as he coldly said:

"Drink my ass, if you want to drink, go drink it yourself."

He Yuzhu offered his congratulations with good intentions, but was met with a cold shoulder. Just as he was about to say something more, Jia Dongxu picked up his rice bowl and left in a flash, heading straight out of the cafeteria.

"Has this kid taken some kind of gunpowder?"

At this moment, Xu Damao strolled over, saw He Yuzhu's embarrassed state, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey Sha Zhu, are you really stupid or just pretending? Why do you have to bring up something you don't want to talk about?"

"Jia Dongxu failed his exam today. I heard from a friend that the old man was furious. But there was nothing he could do; the judges were from other factories, and they didn't respect the old man."

Xu Damao wanted to continue gossiping when suddenly a loud shout came from behind him.

"Xu Damao, are you going to get your food or not? If not, get out of here."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao looked back and saw an old man with a puffed-up beard and glaring eyes.

Xu Damao had no idea how much the old man had heard, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He quickly picked up his rice bowl and left the window.

Lin Zhuo, with his sharp ears, heard Xu Damao's words and smiled slightly.

Jia Dongxu is really pitiful; he couldn't even pass the exam to become a third-level worker.

I don't know if he's genuinely clueless or if the old man simply didn't teach him properly.

He's already so pitiful, I should still say hello to him.