Three days have passed and it's time for Yang Jun to go to work.
The house has been being renovated, and Lao Wu and his brothers started to put up shelves on the second floor of the house. It may be because of the large number of people and the strength. Judging from the progress, it is estimated that it will be completed in less than ten days.
Before going to work, Yang Jun left Wang Yuying 20 yuan and some food stamps, asked her to cook for Lao Wu and the others at noon, and then went to work alone.
He originally planned to go to the steel rolling mill with Yang Mei, but Yang Mei left early in the morning, saying that he would have the year-end assessment today and prepare in advance.
This year-end assessment is related to whether she can become a full-time employee and how many levels of fitter standards she can reach after becoming a regular employee.
Originally, the skills assessment was held at the beginning of the year, but for some reason it was mentioned before the beginning of the year.
When Yang Jun arrived at the steel rolling mill, he did not go to the purchasing department, but took a detour to the first workshop. After all, it was a major matter related to his sister's future work remuneration, and as an older brother, he could not ignore it.
The first production workshop.
Today, the workshop is closed for half a day to conduct skills assessment. The content of the assessment is nothing more than apprenticeship transfer to full-time workers, skill upgrade exams, etc.
Several hundred people in a workshop are divided into several circles to conduct skill assessments on fitters, forgers, welders, etc.
Generally, three judges are required for skills assessment. One of the workshop directors and deputy directors must be present, one is a person with high professional skills in each field, and the other is someone sent from the factory to show fairness.
Yang Jun squeezed into the fitter assessment group, and the skills assessment had already begun.
The judges were Yang Huaiyuan, deputy director of the workshop, Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter, and a young man sent from the factory.
I saw a middle-aged man in his thirties skillfully operating the tools in his hands. Within a few minutes, a perfect workpiece was formed.
"Not bad, very good. The size is just right and the finish is sufficient." Yang Huaiyuan, deputy director of the workshop, measured the size and said with great satisfaction.
"One-time molding, skilled skills, can be promoted." As an eighth-level fitter, Yi Zhonghai didn't need to get started. He just took a look at it from a distance and came to the conclusion.
"Congratulations to Master Wang on your successful promotion. From now on, you will be the youngest level six fitter in our factory."
The young man sent by the factory saw that Yang Huaiyuan, the deputy director of the workshop, and Yi Zhonghai, the eighth-level fitter, both said this, so he announced that Master Wang had successfully upgraded his fitter skills.
"Thank you! Thank you very much!"
When Master Wang heard that he had been successfully promoted, he jumped for joy and said with a smile on his face.
"Oh my god! You are a level 6 fitter at such a young age, and your monthly salary is 76 yuan."
"Master Wang, congratulations, I'm treating you tonight."
The onlookers immediately sent blessings and congratulated Master Wang on his successful promotion.
"It's necessary to treat guests. Everyone comes to my house in the evening. No one should be missing." Master Wang quickly agreed. He was so happy today. From now on, his monthly salary will be 13 yuan more. Treating guests is not a big deal.
Then several more people left one after another, some were successfully promoted, and some were apprentices and became full-time employees.
Of course, some are happy and some are sad.
Those who made the cut are naturally happy, while those who didn’t make the cut are sad.
After a while, I heard Qin Huairu's name.
A slender young woman with fair skin walked out of the crowd. She was wearing work clothes that were slightly looser than her figure. She stepped up to the operating table, raised her head and glanced at the judge Yi Zhonghai, and then quickly lowered her head.
Since Jia Dongxu's death, Qin Huairu entered the factory to take over as her replacement. Like Yang Mei, she started as an apprentice, and today is also her assessment for becoming a full-time apprentice.
I saw her clumsily picking up the tools and starting to process a semi-finished product.
Although Yang Jun doesn't know how to work as a fitter, looking at her unfamiliar and clumsy appearance, it is obvious that she cannot meet the standard for becoming a full-time employee.
It took her almost twice as long as others to finish processing the workpiece in her hand, then she blushed, lowered her head and left the operating table.
Yi Zhonghai walked up to the operating table, looked at the workpieces processed by Qin Huairu, and then turned back to the young man sent to supervise the factory and said,
"If the workpiece is qualified, it can be converted into a first-level worker."
"Master Yi, this..."
Yang Huaiyuan, the deputy director of the workshop, looked at the miserable workpiece and wanted to say something. When he saw Yi Zhonghai's overbearing look and refused to refuse, he swallowed what he wanted to say.
There are regulations in the factory that apprentices who fail the assessment for three consecutive years can only be dismissed. Qin Huairu has been in the factory for three years, but she has always been dissatisfied with a half-full bottle. She goes to work every day and relies on the fact that she is Yi Zhonghai's apprentice.
Cheating, playing tricks, doing errands, and just messing around most of the day.
The factory had long wanted to dismiss her, but due to Yi Zhonghai's reputation, he never brought her up. They originally wanted to take advantage of this skill assessment to dismiss her, but Yi Zhonghai made the final decision and directly determined that she was qualified and became a full-time employee.
He didn't dare to offend Yi Zhonghai easily. As the only eighth-level fitter in the factory, even the factory director had to support him. Who would let him be the ceiling for the fitter?
I remember that the director said something to him for some unknown reason, and he immediately became unhappy. At that time, he gave up his job, and even his disciples and grandsons followed him. Due to the tight production tasks, the director was forced to have no choice but to come to the door with gifts and apologize.
That's it.
He, Yang Huaiyuan, was only a deputy director, not a director, let alone a factory leader, and he did not dare to offend Yi Zhonghai.
Hey, forget it, isn't it just an apprenticeship? Just get over it.
Deputy Director Yang Huaiyuan pursed his lips, took a step back, and simply shut up.
The onlookers in the workshop had already noticed something fishy, but no one dared to say anything. After all, these people were either Yi Zhonghai's disciples or working under him.
Unless they are tired of living, who dares to raise objections?
Yang Jun already knew why Yi Zhonghai took such good care of Qin Huairu. In addition to Jia Dongxu being his apprentice, he also wanted the Jia family to provide for him in his old age. The most important reason was that it was not open to outsiders...
Of course, no matter how good Qin Huairu's skills are, Yang Jun still hopes that she can pass the assessment. After all, a widow with three children and an old procrastinator has a hard life.
Yang Jun looked at it for a while and finally heard Yang Mei's name.
"Yangmei, assessment for apprenticeship to become a full-time employee."
The young man sent by the factory read out the names on the list and the content to be assessed.
At this moment, Yang Mei was wearing clean work clothes and a neat hairstyle, looking confident.
The moment I heard the name, I took a deep breath, walked up to the operating table and started operating.
Since it is an assessment for apprentices to become full-time workers, the content of the assessment is relatively simple, that is, the rough machining of the workpiece reaches the standard of first-level workers.
I saw her put on gloves, picked up the tools and started to operate them skillfully.
