Looking at Yang Anguo limping, Yang Jun asked him to rest for another day.
Today is the day of skills assessment for the whole factory.
As soon as Yang Jun arrived at the office, he called Jiang Haitao over.
He handed him the two registration forms for the literary and art soldiers and asked him to go to the street office to ask Aunt Wang to sign them, and then gave the forms to Qian Duoduo.
Then, he went downstairs with a notebook under his arm.
There were hundreds of cadres and employees gathered downstairs. These people were all supervisors of today's skills assessment. Including Yang Jun, dozens of factory directors, directors, and section chiefs from all sizes in the factory all came out of the workshop.
And a large number of technical personnel were transferred from the technical department to accompany them.
This assessment is different from the past. Each assessment group consists of a four-person joint assessment team consisting of a cadre, a technician, the workshop director and a senior technician with a seventh or eighth grade technician.
In this assessment group, each group is supervised by a cadre. Although it cannot be truly fair and impartial, it can also greatly reduce the phenomenon of favoritism and malpractice.
Due to the heavy workload of the assessment, this assessment was divided into two days.
On the first day, workers in the production workshop were assessed.
The next day, the logistics staff were assessed.
The groups this time were assigned in advance, and there were clear regulations on which cadre should supervise which workshop. Cadres were not allowed to change the assessment workshops at will.
Once it is discovered that there is a problem in that workshop, even the cadres who took the assessment will be severely punished.
Yang Jun, the deputy director of the factory, could not take any time off and was assigned to the first workshop.
This workshop is the model workshop of the steel rolling mill. There is a group of highly skilled technicians gathered here. There are only four or five seventh- and eighth-level technicians, and there are even more third- and fourth-level technicians.
The original uncle Yi Zhonghai worked in this workshop. After he was taken away, the place was taken over by engineer Han Shengli.
The assessment in the first workshop is also divided into assessments for lathes, fitters, forgers, etc. Each assessment group is supervised by the workshop supervisor and professional technicians.
What Yang Jun was supervising today was the fitter assessment. Perhaps because of Yang Jun's identity, workshop director Shao Deming and chief engineer Han Shengli personally accompanied him.
The foursome were also traveling with Xiao Wang from the technical department. Xiao Wang was in his early twenties, had fair skin, wore a pair of glasses, and looked elegant.
Yang Jun saw that everyone was already prepared, so he gave an order and the assessment began.
Yang Jun and chief engineer Han Shengli sat in the middle, while workshop directors Shao Deming and Xiao Wang sat on both sides.
The first person to be assessed was a middle-aged man in his forties. After he came on the stage, he bowed to the four judges and then started to operate.
The workpiece has been rough machined by the lathe, and all he has to do is to fine-machin it.
The task of the fitter is to polish the problems that cannot be solved by the lathe by hand. However, this workpiece is relatively complex and cannot be processed even by the lathe.
I saw him taking a file, holding both ends of the file with both hands, and polishing the parts of the workpiece that needed to be processed.
one time.
Two times.
Three times.
…
It took seven strokes before the workpiece was polished to a qualified size.
"good."
"That's great, Master Yuan."
The onlookers applauded.
Yang Jun flipped through the pieces of paper in front of him and found that Master Yuan was a level five fitter, and now his assessment was to challenge level six workpieces.
Yang Jun doesn't know how to work as a fitter, let alone express his opinions casually.
So I turned my attention to chief engineer Han Shengli and workshop director Shao Deming.
As a professional, Han Shengli went up to look at the workpiece and expressed his opinion first.
"Master Yuan's skills are superb and he is worthy of being a level five fitter. Although the size of the workpiece is up to standard, the finish is not good enough."
Shao Deming, the workshop director, is also a sixth-level veteran fitter. He stepped forward and looked at the workpiece and said,
"General Engineer Han is right, the finish of the workpiece is not that good."
Afterwards, the two of them quietly discussed with Yang Jun and reached a consensus, and then the chief engineer Han Shengli announced the result.
"I declare that Master Yuan failed to advance and is still a level five fitter."
Master Yuan seemed to have known the answer for a long time. After hearing the results announced by Chief Engineer Han, he did not show a pity expression, but silently stepped aside.
Next up was an old man in his fifties.
Looking at his gray hair on his temples, he probably is not far from retirement.
After he came on the stage, he first nodded to the judges, and then picked up a relatively complicated workpiece. He fixed the workpiece on the chopping board, holding a hammer in one hand and a hammer in the other.
Bianzhi placed it on the workpiece and tapped it three times with a hammer.
He put down the hammer, took out the workpiece, and handed it to the judges with both hands.
Yang Jun saw him tapping the workpiece three times and couldn't figure out what he was doing, so he looked at Han Shengli in confusion.
Han Shengli knew that Yang Jun did not understand the benchwork skills, so he was not polite to him. He directly took the workpiece and looked at it carefully.
"Incredible, simply incredible."
Upon hearing this, workshop director Shao Deming also came over.
"I have gained a lot of experience today. I have gained a lot of experience today."
Han Shengli said to Yang Jun with excitement: "Director Yang, congratulations, our steel rolling mill has another eighth-level fitter."
Yang Jun was startled when he heard this.
Level 8 fitter?
Another eighth-level fitter after Yi Zhonghai?
Although Yang Jun didn't know how to make fitters, he still took the workpiece and looked at it. He saw that the place that Bianzhi had looked at was as smooth as a mirror, and the surface was very flat, as if it were made naturally.
Yang Jun bent down to compare the unprocessed workpieces again, and found that the surfaces of those workpieces were rough and not as delicate as those processed by the old master.
Stroking the smooth surface of the workpiece with his hand, I have to admit that the skills of the fitter master in front of me are indeed superb.
"Master, what's your name?" Yang Jun walked over.
The old man was very plain, as if being promoted to level eight fitter didn't move him. He said calmly,
"Director Yang, my name is Geng Zhi, and everyone calls me Lao Geng."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Master Geng, today is really an eye-opener. You let me see what a real fitter is. Looking at the workpieces you process, it feels like carving each piece of handicraft."
, It’s refreshing, but..."
When Yang Jun said this, he paused for a moment, then thought for a moment and continued,
"However, I can't announce your promotion to the eighth-level fitter yet. This matter will have to be discussed at a special meeting later to make a final decision. But don't worry, our steel rolling mill will never bury real talents."
It's not that Yang Jun didn't want to announce on the spot that he had been promoted to level eight fitter. The factory has clear regulations on this matter. Promotion assessments such as level eight technicians and engineers must go through a meeting and discussion, and then a group of professionals will be organized to assess him repeatedly.
Only those who have passed multiple assessments can become level eight technicians.
Lao Geng didn't seem disappointed. He was very familiar with the assessment system in the factory, and he also knew that he could not be promoted to level eight fitter based on this assessment alone.
"Thank you, Director Yang. I, Lao Geng, am waiting for your good news."
After Lao Geng finished speaking, he quietly stepped aside and handed over the competition venue to others.
The assessment is still in progress.
Some people were promoted successfully, while others failed the assessment. For those who failed, the factory decided to give them another chance. If they still failed, they had to be demoted.
To Yang Jun's surprise, he discovered that there were several employees who were fishing in troubled waters. They were obviously Level 4 fitters, but when they were evaluated, they found that they did not even meet the standards for Level 2 workers.
After giving them a chance, they still could not fall below the standard. After some discussion, they immediately downgraded him and set his treatment to the standard of a second-level worker.
The game continues.
Two hours have passed.
Some are happy and some are sad.
Yang Jun looked at his watch. It was still some time before lunch, so he had to read on patiently.
At this time, he felt someone touching him lightly behind him.
He looked back.
Qin Huairu, wearing a floral cotton suit, stood behind him handsomely.
She was smiling, pursed her lips, and had a begging look in her eyes.
She was so close that Yang Jun could smell her body fragrance.
Only then did Yang Jun remember that Qin Huairu was also in this workshop. She used to work under Yi Zhonghai, but now that Yi Zhonghai is gone, there is no one to protect her.
Yang Jun knew that her life was not easy, so he wanted to help her, but he couldn't blatantly favor her.
Yang Jun turned around and continued to watch the promotion assessment.
Approximately more than an hour passed, and the assessment continued.
At this time, an employee happened to be promoted successfully.
Chief Engineer Han Shengli said to Yang Jun in a low voice: "Director Yang, it's lunch time soon. I think it's better to stop here in the morning and continue in the afternoon?"
Yang Jun raised his wrist to look at the time and said, "Don't worry, just call another one."
Upon hearing this, Chief Engineer Han was about to call the next one from the list when Yang Jun suddenly pointed to Qin Huairu's name and said,
"Just call it this."
Chief Engineer Han was stunned when he heard this, but he immediately reacted and said immediately: "Please Qin Huairu come on stage for the assessment."
Qin Huairu, who was standing behind Yang Jun, had already seen all this.
She was secretly worried because Yang Jun ignored her just now. Now when Yang Jun suddenly pointed at her name and called her the last one to take the assessment, she was overjoyed.
"Come on, come on, I'm here."
Qin Huairu responded happily and ran over quickly.
She bowed in the direction of the judges first, and then began to move the workpiece prepared for the first-level workers.
I saw her clumsily fixing the workpiece on the iron frame, and then began to polish it with a file.
Seeing her clumsy look, Yang Jun was speechless and held his forehead.
Mud cannot hold up a wall.
He wants to let things go, but at least your skills are passable.
Yang Jun couldn't bear to watch her being eliminated, so he lowered his head and looked at the notebook randomly.
After about two minutes, Qin Huairu stood up and left the iron frame, stood aside, and motioned for the judges to check.
For laymen, Yang Jun and Xiao Wang don't pretend to be fat guys. Basically, every assessment involves Chief Han Shengli and workshop director Shao Deming inspecting the workpieces.
Shao Deming, the workshop director, stood aside and shook his head speechlessly.
This doesn't look like a workpiece made by a first-level worker. The craftsmanship is inferior to that of an apprentice who has just been in the factory for three months.
In the past, Yi Zhonghai protected Qin Huairu, so he turned a blind eye. Ever since Yi Zhonghai was taken away, he had long wanted to drive Qin Huairu away, but he had never found a suitable opportunity.
It just so happened that today's assessment brought him an opportunity.
"The workpiece does not meet the second-level workpiece standard, so it is still a first-level workpiece." Han Shengli took a cursory glance and announced with a curl of his lips.
Just when Shao Deming was about to refute Han Shengli.
Yang Jun suddenly stood up, raised his wrist and looked at the time.
"Everyone, hurry up and go eat. The assessment will continue in the afternoon."
After saying that, Yang Jun took his notebook and left.
"this……"
Shao Deming looked at Yang Jun hurriedly announcing the end, and then looked at Han Shengli also walking away. If he didn't understand what was going on at this time, he would really be a fool.
He thought about it carefully. The assessments had been going on smoothly. They were all assessments for the promotion of fourth- and fifth-level workers. Suddenly, there was an assessment for first-level workers. If he didn't understand the tricks in it, I'm afraid he would soon be the workshop director.
Already.
He looked at Qin Huairu who was smiling beside him, snorted coldly, turned around and left.
