After receiving Factory Director Yang's approval, Yi Chuanzong thought for a while and said, "If you ask me why I think this way, I do think about things a little differently from others."
"oh?"
Chief Mo cheered up and said, "Tell me more."
Yi Chuanzong frowned slightly and said, "I actually study Chinese medicine. I wonder how much you know about treating patients and saving people?"
Chief Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Don't worry, although I don't know how to treat a doctor, I have read through some of the knowledge passed down from my ancestors."
Yi Chuanzong nodded and said: "That's the best, then what I said is not meant to fool you."
Director Yang's pupils tightened at the side, and this guy said he was being fooled again?
Does this mean that you don’t understand what he said before?
There was no obvious disgust from Chief Mo, but some recognition, so he did not interrupt.
Yi Chuanzong pondered slightly, and then said loudly: "In Chinese medicine, one yin and one yang are called Tao, and what follows is good, and what is achieved is nature. Being able to use this principle to practice medicine for five thousand years, the accumulation of experience and analysis of laws are incomparable
Complex, I think this is also a kind of 'science'."
Xindao. 'Science belonging to China.'
"Tao appears through yin and yang, and its principles involve birth and death, reincarnation, human nature, philosophy, etc. Even modern science is divided into micro and macro, and physics is also divided into matter and principle. My knowledge is shallow and I only have a superficial understanding.
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"The Tao of Yin and Yang is like a wordless heavenly book. It's hard for me to understand it now. But when designing or even processing workpieces, I will instinctively, or in other words, use another kind of 'science'
It’s an obscure principle that feels comfortable, appropriate, reasonable, and correct.”
"It is very subtle, but it affects all aspects. It even appears when I am doing stone sculptures. It may be called inspiration, or it can be regarded as instinct."
"In this way, if you ask me to explain in detail, I'm sorry, old gentleman, I really don't know how to tell you. I can't even tell you how I felt at the time. Maybe it came from my heart and happened naturally.
That design was made.”
Chief Mo on the other end of the phone was silent. Of course he didn't understand that feeling, but he understood what Yi Chuanzong said.
It can’t be said to be wrong, but compared to rigorous numerical science, it is simply riddled with holes.
One is so precise that nothing is superfluous, and the other is so vague that everything in the world is included. Even the description of what he is thinking about now seems to be explained by yin and yang.
Academics have something in common. Even a report carries literature, tells theory, writes numbers, and calculates physics.
When a science of 'yin and yang' meets today's literature and science, it's no wonder that such weird designs can be created.
The more Chief Mo thought about it, the more complicated he felt. He knew that he might never understand the mystery.
Even though he thoroughly studied every design aspect of this design, and completely mathematically calculated its physical properties through modeling and mathematical conjecture, he determined the superiority of the current design.
However, this is only viewed from the perspective of modern science, and it will not have the same feeling as Yi Chuanzong at that time.
Perhaps inspiration is the most appropriate way to describe it.
Take control of the source of inspiration!
It seems to involve the mystery of life again.
Chief Mo's eyes narrowed slightly. Is this the compensation God gave him in the past twenty years?
After twenty years of being confused, he has now become so smart and full of spirituality?
Don't know how long it will last?
"Little comrade, I understand your explanation, but I haven't understood the Tao of Yin and Yang yet. Tao should not be taught lightly. I'm afraid I won't be able to fully understand your design."
"But that's enough. Thank you for your explanation. It's very enlightening for me."
Yi Chuanzong now also has a little understanding of his own abilities.
Some things were indeed given to him by the system, but they were so obscure that they were not like knowledge that could be thought of, materials that could be touched, or physical feel and experience, or muscle memory that could show proficiency.
The true meaning of yin and yang is too ethereal and vague, more like instinct and subconsciousness, and even directly changes the thinking at certain times, like a flash of inspiration.
He did not refuse the other party's thanks and replied humbly: "It's my fault for my lack of ability. Otherwise, I will make it clear to you."
Chief Mo shook his head slightly and said softly: "That's enough. Now I still have tasks to do. I will go to the younger comrade for advice later."
Yi Chuanzong said: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I don't think as much as you think. When you finish your work, I will be waiting for you at any time."
"Okay, I also got the answer, little comrade, goodbye."
"Goodbye, old gentleman."
After hanging up the phone, Yi Chuanzong felt that his breathing was particularly smooth, with a strange rhythm between his exhalations and inhalations. His spirit was also very clear, and his whole person felt particularly comfortable from the inside out.
Director Yang saw him raise his head slightly, and when they looked at each other, those black and white eyes were filled with a unique and inexplicable aura.
He was stunned for a moment. Is this kid really as mysterious as he said, or is he just talking nonsense?
Director Yang's look was naturally noticed by Yi Chuanzong.
Suddenly, he grinned and said, "Uncle Yang, I'm not talking nonsense this time, am I? I understand. Perfect communication, how about it?" After saying that, a teasing look appeared in his eyes.
Does this mean he doesn't understand?
The corners of Director Yang's mouth twitched, then he pointed toward his desk and shouted: "Review! Write it now! The second article!"
"There is no need to send the letter of apology you wrote to my employer before, but the letter of guarantee you wrote to me has not been finished yet. Come on, give me the one you finished before, and then write me the second one!"
The smile on Yi Chuanzong's face suddenly became stiff. Was he writing for a long time in vain?
This old man is seeking revenge, right? He must be seeking revenge!
He said with a grimace: "Uncle Yang, my equipment and criticism were just a false alarm. Even if there were some accidents, I would still be considered successful, or else the merits and demerits should be balanced, right? Right now.
It's almost time to get off work, and my uncle is going home. If I get home late, my wife should be worried."
Director Yang's brows trembled. Do you want to leave right after work?
Sure enough, this kid didn't take today's problem seriously at all, and he didn't even apologize too much for what happened yesterday. From the bottom of his heart, this kid didn't think it was that important.
Now he is no longer thinking about whether to write a self-criticism or not. He is thinking about whether writing this thing is useful?
There are no highly confidential production tasks during this period. They are all normal production and have nothing to do with design. There should be no more troubles in this aspect.
In the morning, this kid asked for leave to avoid being scolded. Even if he didn't care, he should have been shocked. Plus, he had just taught me a lesson today, so he probably wouldn't argue with the leaders in the factory.
There are no problems in work and life, and Director Yang feels a lot more at ease.
"Give me the review you just wrote. I believe you will never forget what happened today. Just treat it as the review you wrote for me this time."
Yi Chuanzong was overjoyed and happily handed over the review in his hand.
It's enough to ask him to come to the factory when he asks for leave. If he works overtime in the factory, it would be unreasonable and he would feel very uncomfortable.
Director Yang stared at him and took the apology letter over, looking at it line by line.
Yi Chuanzong secretly glanced ahead, then secretly reached out his hand to the front and quietly took a cigarette from the cigarette case in front.
Now that he was right, it was time to take a rest.
There was a scoff, and Director Yang raised his eyelids, then turned back again. At this moment, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, 'This guy's review is quite profound, but it's just not easy to use after writing it.'
After reading it, Director Yang said: "This review of yours is here with me again. This is already the second time. You are usually very smart, so why don't you think more about it when you do things?"
Yi Chuanzong smiled. Strictly speaking, this matter was not his fault, it was just an accident.
"Don't worry, I will think about it carefully when I look for an employer in the future."
"And later?"
Factory Director Yang waved his hand forward, "Be honest with me these days. The leader's full-time secretary is coming over. If you make any mistakes, I can't control you this time. The main thing is that mouth. Don't talk nonsense!"
Do you think you are the only one who is smart?"
"Uncle Yang, I am just a worker. When I leave, I must leave secretly."
"Okay, if nothing happens, get out of here."
Yi Chuanzong rolled his eyes and sat obediently on the stool without any reaction.
Director Yang glanced at him and asked impatiently: "Do you have anything else to do?"
Yi Chuanzong smiled and said: "Uncle Yang, our factory's factory technical assessment this autumn has not been carried out yet. Other factories have already completed their assessment. I would like to ask when it will be held? It won't be held this year, right?"
"Isn't it all because of you?"
Director Yang's eyes widened and he added: "It's not like you didn't know what was going on in the factory before. The management was not stable, so how could we find people to organize it? I was just about to start organizing it, and you came to me again like this
one time."
Yi Chuanzong pouted and said, "You mean we have to wait another two months?"
Director Yang pondered for a moment and said: "That's not necessary. We can start almost after October 1st. Why do you ask? Do you want to sit on the judging table?"
Yi Chuanzong shook his head and said: "I don't like to sit there. What's the point of watching a group of people who are not as skilled as me working? Don't I have three apprentices? I want to see what their current level is."
Factory Director Yang raised his eyebrows and said: "Three apprentices? The one who watched you last time? Your kid hasn't been promoted for a long time, but he has quite a few apprentices."
There are many apprentices of the master, but very few direct disciples.
It's like a great master who stays at Level 6 for a few years and many people will learn from him. After staying at Level 7 for a few years, many people will learn and work from him. To put it nicely, he is a master and apprentice.
Far away is the 21st and 29th workshops where Yi Chuanzong is, where the masters and apprentices work.
Locksmithing doesn't seem to be a unique craft. There is some kind of tradition, spiritual inheritance, and they live and work together. The relationship is very close. If you expect this to make the relationship between the two families good, it can only be temporary.
If the uncle hadn't thought about having someone to die with in the future, he wouldn't have accepted any direct disciples. If he did, he would be a child who grew up in the courtyard. Jia Dongxu's skills were not good, and it was not for the purpose of passing on the skills at all.
Yi Chuanzong thought about what Liu Yuan did last time, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He should resist in the face of power. Not to mention fighting with Factory Director Yang, how could such a big leader still make a little noise?
What's going on?
As a result, the boy compared his body and felt that the master could bear it, so he pretended to be dead. Afterwards, he said that he had shouted out, but he still yelled in his heart after making trouble for a long time, which made Yi Chuanzong laugh out loud.
"It's a joke for you, those three boys are stupid, I will definitely take care of them later!"
Director Yang glanced at him and saw that the proud look with his chest raised and his head raised did not seem to be saying that the person was bad. On the contrary, he was a bit proud.
He had heard of those three people at least once, and they were promoted to level 3 fitters after becoming regular workers. If they were promoted to level 4 fitters this year, they would be no worse than some masters when they were young.
"Disciple, what are you talking to me about here? Get out of here if you have nothing to do, or write a second review!"
Yi Chuanzong smiled and said: "Well, Uncle Yang, I actually have something to do."
Director Yang frowned. Is there anything else? He didn't want Yi Chuanzong to do anything on his own, so he uttered one word, "Say!"
Yi Chuanzong's eyes were fixed on a document on the table, which read, 'Application for Engineering and Technical Personnel Rating Examination.'
"Uncle Yang, why don't I know about this engineer's application for the rating examination? Can you count it for me?"
Factory Director Yang raised his eyebrows. He had never considered Yi Chuanzong for the exam before. In his mind, he still regarded Yi Chuanzong as a fitter. His subconscious thought the same way. He did not think that this boy who was not doing his job had too much culture.
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"The engineer's application for the rating examination is conditional. At the very least, he must have certain basic cultural and educational experience, as well as relevant work experience certificates, or relevant contributions."
At this point, Director Yang looked teasingly and said, "You didn't let Director Rui add your name to the design before?" He said sternly, "You don't occupy any of the three items, so what do you want me to do?"
Apply for you? This is not something the factory has the final say on, it involves many departments, and participation cannot be done with just a letter of introduction."
Yi Chuanzong's face instantly drooped, as if he was a non-conformist!
Director Yang asked suspiciously: "Do you really have the knowledge of a college student?"
Yi Chuanzong replied with a sad look: "About that, at least the content of the engineering major should be enough."
Director Yang lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little shocked.
Looking at Yi Chuanzong's listless look, he smiled and comforted: "This engineer is not that simple. Even if you are a university graduate, you are only a technician at the beginning. The salary is between forty-eight and seventy-five, and there is no