Outside the forging workshop, Li Donglai heard that the eighth-level forger was sick and said with a smile, "A seventh-level forger is also fine. Can you recommend one?"
Just kidding, the eighth-level blacksmith is an important weapon in the country, and he can make missiles with his hands.
Equipment with such precision as security gates is overkill.
The workshop director smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely recommend you the one with the best technology."
With that said, he strode into the workshop.
In the workshop, Liu Haizhong was wielding a hammer and hitting steel parts vigorously. Due to the hot weather, he took off all his coat and gown, revealing a body of white fat.
"Apprentice, you don't have any eyesight. Quickly move the steel piece to the left."
Hearing this, Liu Haizhong's young apprentice quickly picked up the pliers and moved the steel piece slightly, then stared at the angle and force of the master's hammer blow with wide eyes.
There is no way, even though he is Liu Haizhong's apprentice, he has been following Liu Haizhong for seven or eight years, and he is still only a first-level blacksmith.
If not for anything else, it’s because he likes to hide his secrets in his bangs.
He is well versed in the principle of "teaching an apprentice to starve the master to death". His young apprentice followed him for seven or eight years, but he didn't teach him any tricks.
What's even more terrifying is that these days, once you recognize your master, you can't change him. Even if other blacksmiths are willing to teach their apprentices, they are afraid of being criticized by Liu Haizhong.
After all, Liu Haizhong is a seventh-level blacksmith, and even the workshop director has to give him a pass in the workshop.
Liu Haizhong was busy when the workshop director walked over and said, "Master Liu, please stop. There is an urgent job today and you have to do it first."
Liu Haizhong was a little dissatisfied: "Director, you also know that my workload this month has not reached the standard. If I can't make it by the end of the month and I can't get the subsidy, you have to speak for me."
The workshop director glared at him: "Liu Haizhong, let me tell you, as long as you complete the external tasks, I will consider the task volume to meet the standard this month."
"Is there such a good thing? Then hurry up." Liu Haizhong put down the hammer and followed the workshop director out.
But he was stopped by the workshop director: "You can't do it alone, you have to bring your apprentice with you."
Liu Haizhong was a little reluctant. He knew that his little apprentice knew nothing, but there was nothing he could do in front of the workshop director.
After hesitating for a moment, he could only nod his head: "Shitou, get something and come with the master."
The two of them left the workshop. Liu Haizhong was stunned for a moment when he saw Li Donglai standing outside. Since the last election, Liu Haizhong had been avoiding Li Donglai, for fear that Li Donglai would bring up the matter and put on his shoes.
Seeing Liu Haizhong standing there, the workshop director reached out and pushed him: "Master Liu, what are you doing? Don't you know Director Li anymore? Didn't you always brag to me before that you and Director Li live in the same compound and have a close relationship with each other?"
Isn't it great? Why is Director Li acting so cowardly now?"
Liu Haizhong had no choice but to walk to Li Donglai's side, nodded and bowed: "Master, do you have something?"
Li Donglai waved his hand: "No, Master is the name in the courtyard. In the steel rolling mill, you should call me Director Li."
"Yes, yes, Director Li, Director Li." Liu Haizhong nodded repeatedly.
At this time, the officer from the security department also sent over the materials needed to make the coil.
Li Donglai took out a blueprint from his pocket and handed it to Liu Haizhong, pointing to the materials on the ground and said: "Master Liu, please follow the requirements on the blueprint and make these materials into 1 large coil, 6 small coils, and
A compensation coil."
The job grade examinations in this era were extremely strict, unlike in later generations where you could pass as long as you paid money.
As a seventh-level blacksmith, Liu Haizhong was quite capable. He picked up the drawing and looked at it for a moment, then said with a smile: "This is simple. Just give me thirty minutes and I can make it all."
"Then it's up to you."
It only took thirty minutes to meet Liu Haizhong, and Li Donglai didn't leave either. He kept watching Liu Haizhong's work.
Liu Haizhong picked up a claw hammer and started working on the coil. Of course, the coil required two people to operate it at the same time. The other person only needed to do some simple work.
But the little apprentice had a hammer but couldn't do anything.
Seeing the bearish look on the young apprentice's face, the workshop director's face turned livid and he shouted angrily: "Wang Shitou, you are also a first-level blacksmith after all, and you can't even do the work of pounding edges?"
The reason why the workshop director got angry was because Li Donglai was watching. If this matter reached the ears of Director Yang, he, the workshop director, would inevitably be punished, and the reputation of the forging workshop would also be damaged.
However, Wang Shitou really doesn't know how to do it. Beating the edge seems simple, but it also requires skills. Liu Haizhong never taught him.
But facing the angry workshop director, Wang Shitou didn't dare to say that he couldn't do it, so he could only grit his teeth and beat on it.
It was over now. When the hammer fell on the coil, there was a "bang" sound and a piece of the edge of the coil collapsed.
The coil can only function if it is complete, but now it's all gone.
The hammer in Wang Shitou's hand fell to the ground, his eyes straightened and he looked distracted: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
The workshop director was so humiliated in front of Li Donglai that Wang Shitou was so worried that he was tearing his hands apart and scolded him all over.
"Wang Shitou, you have been in our blacksmith workshop for seven or eight years. When you first came in, I thought you were a very smart young man, and I specifically asked Master Liu, a seventh-level master, to be your master.
After so many years, you haven't even learned how to beat the edge, and you still use it in vain, thus damaging Director Li's materials.
Tell me, you are of no use at all! Don’t you feel bad about receiving the salary of twenty-seven and five yuan per month as a first-level blacksmith?"
Liu Haizhong felt a little guilty after seeing Wang Shitou screw up. He knew very well that it was because he had not taught Wang Shitou anything and Wang Shitou was forced to go to Liangshan again, which led to this mistake.
In order to cover up his mistake, Liu Haizhong could only blame Wang Shitou unconscionably: "Wang Shitou, I have told you how many times I have told you that when hammering the edge, you should hammer down with half force, and the angle of the hammer should be in line with the plane.
Why can't you remember the thirty-five-degree angle? Now, if such expensive materials are wasted by you, how can we explain to Director Li?"
After saying that, he ignored Wang Shitou's red eyes and was about to cry, and continued to make more cuts: "Director, Wang Shitou has been with me for seven or eight years. I have nudged him step by step, but he just doesn't learn and often follows me.
I did the opposite. I thought Wang Shitou was pitiful. As a master, he had to teach without distinction, so he didn't report it to you, which led to today's big mistake.
I'll do a self-examination first. As a master, I didn't discipline my disciples thoroughly. I was wrong!"
His sincere expression made anyone look at it and feel that the master was qualified enough for this role.
But Li Donglai, who lives in a courtyard house, knows clearly that the greatest ability of people who come out of a courtyard house is acting.
This is the case for Yi Zhonghai, the same for Qin Huairu, and Liu Haizhong is no exception.
The courtyard is like a big stage, where these people hone their acting skills to perfection.
Liu Haizhong still felt that his performance was perfect enough at this time. He looked at the workshop director and said: "Director, I think Wang Shitou is no longer suitable to work in our workshop. I suggest that he deduct one month's salary and transfer him out of the workshop.
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Wang Shitou immediately became anxious when he heard this. Blacksmiths are skilled workers, and their monthly wages are much higher than those of ordinary workers, and their food rations are also much higher.
He relied solely on these wages and food stamps to support his large family. This is why Wang Shitou was repeatedly ostracized by Liu Haizhong, but was reluctant to apply for transfer.
"Director, that's not the case. It's because Liu Haizhong has never..."
When Liu Haizhong heard that Wang Shitou was about to tell the truth, he became a little anxious and immediately interrupted him: "Wang Shitou, I used to think you were just lazy and didn't like to work, but I didn't expect you to dare to tell lies with your eyes open."
The two people had different opinions, and the problem was passed to the workshop director.
A seventh-level blacksmith or a fake first-level blacksmith, you can tell at a glance whose words are more trustworthy.
The workshop director made an instant decision: "Wang Shitou, you are just lazy at work and not actively making progress. You dare to frame the master. I think there is something wrong with your moral character. However, considering your family conditions, if you are transferred out of the workshop
If so, it's not appropriate either.
Let's do this, our workshop is short of a porter, you can work as a porter tomorrow."
Wang Shitou was shocked when he heard this. Porters are the hardest and most tiring jobs in the workshop, and their wages are much lower than those of blacksmiths.
But facing the proud Liu Haizhong and the workshop director whose face was as dark as ink, he couldn't say no.
Wang Shitou almost bit the tip of his tongue before suppressing the anger in his heart. He nodded and walked towards the workshop like a zombie.
Before he had taken two steps, he heard a serious voice coming from behind: "Wait a minute, I don't think things are that simple."
Li Donglai suddenly spoke, not only Wang Shitou was surprised, but also Liu Haizhong and the workshop director were a little confused.
But Li Donglai is now the factory leader, so even if they have doubts, they have to listen obediently.
The workshop director hurriedly bent over and said with a smile: "Director Li, what do you think?"
Li Donglai smiled: "Director, this matter is originally a household matter in your forging workshop. I am not suitable to get involved, but who told me to meddle in other people's business? I don't care about it today, I feel uneasy!"
The workshop director took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Li Donglai: "Director Li, judging from what you said, you are the leader of the factory and can take care of everything in the factory."
Just kidding, Li Donglai can turn around and leave now, but in a few minutes, Factory Director Yang will probably call him into the office and give him a scolding.
Li Donglai took the cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and blew out a cloud of white smoke into his bangs: "Liu Haizhong, just now you said it was because Wang Shitou didn't like to work or study. It's only been so many years, and there's no such thing."
Learn some skills, right?"
Hearing this, Liu Haizhong felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to the back of his head. Just now when Li Donglai opened his mouth to stop Wang Shitou from leaving, he felt that something was not good.
Sure enough, this is the time to reveal the truth.
Liu Haizhong hated Yi Zhonghai very much at this time. Without Yi Zhonghai's intervention, how could he have held an election meeting and offended Li Donglai?
Damn Yi Zhonghai.
Liu Haizhong could only stick to what he said at this time, took a deep breath, licked his face and smiled: "Yes, Director Li, you know who I am. I treat my apprentices like my own sons."
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...This is indeed true, well, maybe even better than treating his own son, at least he didn't beat Wang Shitou with a pair of pokers.
Li Donglai nodded: "Then let me ask you, how many good apprentices have you taught over the past few decades?"
"Ah?" Liu Haizhong was confused for a moment. He never expected that Li Donglai would not act according to common sense.
According to common sense, if Li Donglai wanted to expose that he was hiding his secrets and not teaching his disciples, he should investigate the workers and masters in the workshop.
Those workers and masters would inevitably cover up these things for him because they were concerned about the face of the workshop and their colleagues.
At that time, Li Donglai's investigation will be in vain.
As a victim of false accusation, Liu Haizhong might be able to receive compensation from the factory.
I have to say that the little abacus in the bangs made a "dang-dang-dang" sound, but it's a pity that Li Donglai didn't play his cards according to common sense.
As a seventh-level blacksmith, Liu Haizhong is very popular. The young workers who have just entered the blacksmith workshop have come under his sect in order to learn skills.
However, no one was able to become a master. There were a few clever ones who had to secretly consult other blacksmiths. They could barely survive in the blacksmith workshop with their meager skills.
So Liu Haizhong could only pretend to be dumbfounded when faced with this problem.
He lowered his head and said: "Director Li, you may not understand that in the blacksmithing industry, the emphasis is on the master leading the door and cultivating the individual. Even if I try my best to teach the apprentices, if they fail to live up to their expectations, there is nothing I can do.
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Li Donglai looked serious: "Comrade Liu Haizhong, what I'm asking now is how many good disciples you have taught. Don't talk to me here."
Swallowing a mouthful of foam in the bangs, he closed his mouth and remained silent.
Just because he didn't say anything, it didn't mean everything was fine. The workshop director was still standing nearby.
The workshop director also noticed at this time that Director Li wanted to trim his bangs.
Although he didn't understand why Li Donglai operated on Liu Haizhong, who lived in the same compound, he knew which side he should be on.
The workshop director took out a notebook from his pocket, flipped through it for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Comrade Liu Haizhong, over the years, the workshop has assigned you 11 apprentices.
It took more than ten years. Currently, five of them are first-level blacksmiths, four are second-level blacksmiths, and two are third-level blacksmiths. There is not a single high-level blacksmith."
Seeing the workshop director showing off the evidence, Liu Haizhong's face turned red and he lowered his head without daring to say a word.
Li Donglai did not intend to let him go.
From Li Dong's point of view, Liu Haizhong's behavior was too bad.
Those young people worshiped him as their master and persisted in learning skills and contributing to the steel rolling mill and national construction.
Unexpectedly, Liu Haizhong deliberately hid his secrets because he was afraid that his apprentices would surpass him, causing these young people to waste their precious years.
