Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Four Whose house will the flower fall on?
As long as they move the machine to their own workshop without anyone noticing, then the machine belongs to them.
So somewhere Zhang Yu didn't know, there were many pairs of eyes staring at him.
When Zhang Yugang installed the last part, he clapped his hands and said: "Okay!"
I saw that the door of the warehouse was pushed open by a group of people. After the group of people came in, they went straight to the newly repaired machine.
Without saying a word, he carried the machine out.
Next, Zhang Yu watched a farce. The group of people carrying the machine out were blocked by another group of people at the door.
While the two parties were negotiating, another group of people came in a hurry, all wanting to grab the machine, but no one was allowed to do so.
Finally, Factory Director Yang spoke and said that every workshop has them.
But it's still useless. Every workshop wants to be the first to take the machine back.
Finally, Zhang Yu came up with an idea, "Let's draw lots. Whichever number is drawn will be the first to ship the machine back."
Although the workshop where the first team carried the machine out was a little unhappy, thinking that they were the first to come and the machine should belong to them.
But with so many pairs of eyes watching, I could only agree to this method.
When Master Zhao heard this method, he happily slapped his thigh and praised this method as a good one.
Then he shamelessly insisted on participating in the lottery, regardless of what people in other workshops said he already had the machine.
In the end, with his thick skin and the strength of their workshop director, he really got the chance to draw lots.
Although the number drawn was only a 7, it was not particularly high.
But looking at several workshop directors with depressed faces, it was obvious that they had drawn a lot later, and thinking that they already had one in their own workshop, their whole mood suddenly improved again.
Speaking of which, the biggest gain this time was in their workshop.
The director of the third workshop next to him was almost smiling. He had no choice but to ask the master of their workshop to do so!
But after laughing for a while, he tried his best to suppress the smile on his face, but there was nothing he could do. At this time, he was so proud that he was too hateful.
He didn't want to draw everyone's attention to his workshop, lest these people think that he was taking advantage, which would unbalance the people in other workshops and besiege him. After all, a good hand is no match for two fists, and a two-handed fist is no match for four hands.
It would be best for him to be honest, low-key and not reveal his wealth.
And those workshop directors who were ranked lower in the rankings clapped their hands in anger, hating that their hands smelled bad.
If I couldn’t draw one, I would have drawn the first few numbers. Why did I draw such a later number?
What if there is no more machine when it is his turn?
While the workshop directors who were ranked lower in the lottery were annoyed, the director of workshop six was carrying the machine away with a smile.
While lifting and returning it, I smiled at the other workshop directors.
"Thank you, thank you very much, thank you for being merciful this time, then I won't be polite."
The proud look on his face made the other workshop directors have black lines on their faces.
This also caused Factory Director Yang to glare at him and tell him to stop looking for trouble and leave quickly, otherwise the machine would be snatched away by people from other workshops, and he didn't care.
Seeing what Factory Director Yang wanted to express, the director of the Sixth Workshop immediately withdrew his smile and said to the worker on the machine: "Speed up and rush forward! We are the only ones who carry it to our own workshop."
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His words made the workers in his workshop howl, and then they tried their best to carry the machine to their workshop as quickly as possible.
Then when I looked back at the pity look in the eyes of the people outside the workshop, I breathed a sigh of relief. The machine was finally theirs.
Those workshop directors who had not yet obtained the machine, or who were drawn later in the lottery, their eyes lit up and they all gathered around Zhang Yu.
"Comrade Zhang Yu, look..." The director of the first workshop rubbed his hands and looked at Zhang Yu with bright eyes, looking forward to it for a year.
He had no choice but to be unlucky this time and got the last draw.
Being stared at with longing eyes by so many big men, Zhang Yu couldn't help but shudder.
Look at this one, look at that one again, and all you see are the same expressions.
In the end, all I could say was: "I will fix it as soon as possible."
Then I quickly went back to repair the next machine.
The words that came from behind made him stagger, and he almost fell.
That sentence is: "Comrade Zhang Yu, we are here to get you food, so we won't waste your precious time."
Hearing this sentence, Zhang Yu had a dark look on his face. This was unclear and told him not to waste time and fix it quickly!
Sure enough, when it was time to eat, the workshop directors took turns bringing him meals.
He really didn't waste any time.
Zhang Yu believes that if possible, those people would like him to huddle in the warehouse 24 hours a day.
Fortunately, the types of machines scrapped by the Red Star Rail Steel Plant are relatively single. Although they are not produced in the same country, there is generally no big difference.
After completing those two courses, his experience has been enriched a lot.
It is also easier to disassemble other machines.
The speed is naturally faster than the other one.
Even later, when Master Zhao was re-engraving the damaged parts of this machine, he could dismantle the other machine to almost the same level.
As he repaired more and more machines, his reputation gradually spread around the area.
The importance attached to Zhang Yu in the factory is also increasing.
In addition to the eldest brother, two other people were sent to help him.
Of course, he did not lose money in terms of supplies. Not to mention that he had not repaired a single machine during this period, and the rewards he received from Factory Director Yang were just the meals given to him by the various workshop directors, which was a huge expense.
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I don’t know when Zhang Yu’s reputation spread to other factories.
Which factory doesn't have a few scrapped machines now? Although they don't believe the rumors, those people all hold the idea that they would rather believe that they exist than that they don't exist.
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It seems to have been agreed upon that you come to see Director Yang today, and I will come to see Director Yang tomorrow.
In short, it means the same thing. They are all brother units, and they are all here to contribute to the country. If you have any talents to repair machines, you must also think about our brother units.
There is no requirement to be able to transfer people there, just borrow them for a few days.
Factory Director Yang had the same attitude towards these people's temptations, pretending to be dumbfounded and knowing nothing.
I don't remember telling them, and I don't refuse, so those people come and go back the same way.
It’s a joke, they really borrowed people from them, and they can still return them honestly.
Stop daydreaming. If it were him, he would have to hold on to the talent he had finally borrowed so that he wouldn't return it.
