Great Power Ship

Chapter 63

Zhang Dingjun was taken aback, and was even more stunned.

He was looking for his junior brother, but he didn't expect his master to...

"What's the matter? Don't like the old man?" At this time, Chen Jizu's face darkened, and under the sunlight outside the window, he looked extraordinarily majestic: "I am only 62 this year, and I am in very good health. I can stay in front of the stove for 6 hours. You guys are all amazing, why? Still look down on me?"

As he spoke, he rolled his arms: "Look, if I don't work in front of the stove for 6 hours today, I will write Chen Zier backwards!"

Before the words were finished, Chen Jizu was about to rush into the workshop and let his apprentice Zhang Dingjun hold his eyes and see what it means to be old and strong!

How could Zhang Dingjun let his master really go to work in front of the stove for 6 hours, not to mention whether the old man's body can bear it, but he really can bear it. Zhang Dingjun did this today, and all the cadres and workers in the factory had to poke his spine. Scolding him for forgetting his master after he learned his skills is simply deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors.

The problem was that Chen Jizu was very active, but Zhang Dingjun held him back and stubbornly moved towards the door.

No wonder the master is like this. When he heard that there is a performance bonus of 300 yuan every month, his eyes immediately turned red, and he almost slapped his old face twice in front of his apprentice.

Go to your hometown in the Northeast to dry hair?

If you don't leave, you will earn 800 to [-] yuan in the two months before and after the Chinese New Year!

That's seven to eight hundred yuan, let alone the money for the younger son's marriage, even the TV, washing machine and refrigerator that the eldest son and his wife are noisy every day will not be a problem!

So without even thinking about it, I'm ready to rub my arm myself!
"Master, master, don't worry, listen to me!" Zhang Dingjun pushed Chen Jizu back onto the chair with all his strength: "In fact, our director Wen really wants to invite you, the masters, back. The skills and experience are not comparable to those young people, but there are regulations in the factory, and the old workers who have been replaced will not have job wages even if they come back.

But Director Wen said that the factory does not give salary for the position, he will pay it, as long as you are willing to come, master, the basic salary is 300 yuan, and there will be a monthly subsidy of 200 yuan for hard work, a total of 500 yuan..."

"Okay, Xiao Zhang, stop talking, I'll do it!" Before Zhang Dingjun finished speaking, Chen Jizu nodded without hesitation, and it was a pleasure to agree.

Heck, if you are not happy, 500 yuan a month, such a high salary, you can’t find it even with a lantern, and you are a fool if you don’t do it!

"Don't worry, master, I haven't finished yet!" Zhang Dingjun hurriedly pressed Chen Jizu again and continued: "Our director Wen means to come to invite a master like you personally, after all, he doesn't know that you are such a respected teacher." Master, is he willing to go out of the mountain, so..."

"Hi~~~ You said this is Wen Dawei...it's Director Wen, why are you being polite to me? Our father and I have had a drink together, he doesn't know who I am, and I still see each other like this, wait for him to come back I have to talk about him, why didn't I see him so polite when he was on the roof of our house to block the chimney?
At that time, I said that this kid blocked the chimney with a cleverness, and he would become a great tool in the future. Take a look, isn't that right? "

Chen Jizu said this without blushing, as if Wen Dawei's words were not what he said before, Zhang Dingjun was full of black lines when he heard it, and said to Master, Wen Dawei and the others were rude when they blocked your chimney, but Your old man also chased Wen Dawei half of the factory with a broom.

As for the words "will become a great tool in the future", whether others have heard it or not, anyway, Zhang Dingjun has never heard a word of it before!
But my master's words are all for this purpose, and as an apprentice, he has to answer if he can't take it, so he can't embarrass the master, right?
So Zhang Dingjun nodded: "That's not true, it stands to reason that Director Wen has completed the annual revenue target of 30 yuan, and handed over the factory's agreed profits in full, and the rest is his own.

But Director Wen said that without the support of the brothers in the workshop, there would be no current performance, so he only kept a small part, most of which were used to improve the equipment of the workshop, introduce advanced technology and give bonuses to the cadres and workers of the workshop! "

"I said back then that this kid Wen Dawei is a person who does great things. Now it seems that my old eyes are right. Dawei is really promising~~~"

Hearing Zhang Dingjun's words, Chen Jizu was filled with emotion again, with a proud attitude on his face, it seemed that Wen Dawei was trained by him alone.

But then again, the entire heat treatment workshop is Chen Jizu's apprentice and grandson. According to this logic, Wen Dawei is no exception, because Wen Dawei's master is Liu Chengzhi, Liu Chengzhi was taught by Liu Yi, and Liu Yi was brought by Chen Jizu from the northeast The great disciple of Kaishan who came over.

From this point of view, Wen Dawei is still the great-disciple of Chen Jizu, so it is not too much to say that Wen Dawei was trained by him, but as long as you know about this relationship, you will offend others if you say it.

You can’t point to the current workshop director and shout: “Look, this is my great-grandson, right?”

Then he, Chen Jizu, is still hanging around in the workshop, so it’s enough to be self-indulgent. Chen Jizu still knows how to measure, so he immediately resumed the state of being able to be on the front line all the time, and asked: "By the way, where is Director Wen now? I There are just a few points for improvement here, and I want to talk to him about it!"

Zhang Dingjun said with a embarrassed face: "Oh, what a coincidence, Director Wen went to Double Star City the day before yesterday..."

……

In Twin Star City, the Party History Research Office at the end of the third floor of the office building of the Southwest Ordnance Bureau, Wen Lin also made himself an enamel pot of tea as usual, then walked to his office, opened two yellowed file bags, Just prepare for today's data collation work.

At this moment, the colleague at the station next to Wen Lin came over with a newspaper, pointed to the middle seam of the Double Star City Daily and said in a bad tone: "Old Wen, take a look, take a look...the newspapers are all good now. What is it like!"

When Wen Lin heard this, he was also a little curious, so he leaned over and glanced at it, and saw a few big black characters printed in the middle of the daily newspaper: "How far are the Chinese from high-end?"

"Now that even a well-off society is far away, we start talking about high-end. Economic construction must be pragmatic, not too high-spirited. What is the meaning of this headline in Double Star City Daily? Is it going to be aggressive again?"

Wen Lin watched from one side, but the colleagues on the other side didn't stop, and those who made breakthroughs began to criticize. Wen Lin was already familiar with this. There were several old cynics in their office, and the ones who were criticizing were one of them.

Anyway, the work is dull and boring, and someone who sprays it is regarded as a relief, so Wen Lin didn't care, and was ready to continue with the work at hand.

At this moment, a young man in the opposite office said: "Lao Li, look carefully at the small print below, it is a gimmick for product promotion, if you are serious, you will be recruited by the merchant~ ~~"

Hearing this, Lao Li, who was criticizing the current situation, quickly put on his reading glasses, and he was amused by himself after seeing it: "He is actually a razor seller, really... really can be tossing around!"

"Don't tell me, this razor is said to sell very well in Yongjiang Province..." The young man immediately took over the conversation, and then looked at Wen Lin with a longing look: "It is said that it is produced by Lidong Factory , Old Wen, you are the old leader over there, can you get me two... no, three..."

(End of this chapter)