Reborn in 90, I am a migrant worker in crushing mines

Today is Sunday.

However, the workers in the front-line production workshop do not have Sundays, and they have to go to work every day, either at work or on the way to work, whether it is Sunday or holidays, including the New Year.

The workshop director is on Sundays. The first-line production workshop also has a Changbai shift team, a repair class like Zhang's father, as well as cadres, clerks, technicians, trade union chairmen and so on.

They have high wages, high welfare, and higher bonuses than workers, and they come to hang out for eight hours during the day every day, and they should rest and rest on holidays, and they can also use Xi study or official reasons to go out for a trip if they have nothing to do.

It's quite hilarious.

No one who is a worker wants to come to the crushing workshop, but when he is a cadre, everyone is rushing to come. The bonus here is the highest in the whole factory, and perhaps the highest in the whole company.

In 90 years, the monthly bonus of each worker was two to three hundred yuan, and the cadres received 1.6 to 2.4 yuan of the workers. Two .four times. And the bonus thing has a lot to offer.

Walking along the edge of the brick yard, sand yard, coal yard and coke yard, turning the forging workshop, on the left is the center of the factory area, there is a large bath and a large canteen, and there are temporary dormitories for shift workers in the electricity industry.

From here, the slope is not too large, the left is the medium crush, and the right is the three selections.

Walking to the intersection between the medium and the fine, and the three selections, the slope in front of me suddenly became steeper, and the belt road of cement red bricks was stretched across the sky.

This is the big slope that Zhang Tiejun has to sacrifice on his knees every winter, and going up directly is the four choices.

Walk up the big slope for 50 meters, and walk to the back of the plant of the fine crushing workshop, where there are two huge sedimentation tanks, from which three people turn right and walk over the edge of the sedimentation tank.

On the south side of the second sedimentation tank is a small two-storey building, which is the office building of the fine crushing workshop. Behind the new fine-shredding plant.

Walking here, there is not only mud and masonry on the ground, there is a thick layer of mineral powder, which is a little soft to step on, like walking in the desert, that is, it will be very muddy after rain.

There was also a smell of mineral powder wafting through the air. It was the smell of dust. The so-called N95 came here in later generations to no avail at all.

The workshop office is on the second floor, the first floor is the workers' lounge, and the door is on the other side of the building.

The three of them slammed up the iron-plated staircase to the office. It can also be called a small meeting room. They are all children in the factory, and they can be found without asking.

The workshop director didn't seem to be very interested, sat on the main seat with a straight face, glanced at Zhang Tiejun and the three of them who walked in, and nodded: "Sit down, wait a while." "

Also, you can't hug your daughter-in-law at home on a good Sunday, you have to get up early and run to the factory, and everyone will have a little emotion. The workshop director is also a human being, just like everyone else.

Sui Shaobin had already come, and nodded at Zhang Tiejun and the three of them. His dad is the chairman of the workshop union, and this is his home field. I don't know if his dad is here today. Probably not coming.

Zhang Tiejun looked at the few people who were sitting, and the cadres and children in the first class had not yet arrived. They live far away, on the side of Luowanzi, at least more than three kilometers to the workshop, which belongs to the machine repair factory area.

There are also several families who live in the mining area, which is further away, more than five kilometers.

Zhang Tiejun was also surprised, but he was not surprised to see Liu Biao and Sun Xumin. Surprise means they shouldn't be here, not because they've seen it in their previous lives.

The two of them also came in under the guise of a technical school graduation assignment, but in fact they were neither.

Liu Biao is a gangster, when he was in junior high school, he was in the same class as Zhang Tiejun, if he could be admitted to the technical school, Zhang Tiejun would dare to drink the beneficiation water in the sedimentation tank with a diameter of 60 meters behind.

Sun Xumin's arrival is not mixed, but the relationship with the gangsters is better, and the learning Xi is a little better than them. His father was the director of the non-staple food store in the street of the Commercial Bureau, and Zhang Tiejun's classmates from elementary school to junior high school.

But he was not admitted to the technical school, and he came with the blessing of his father's halo.

Liu Biao's family is not as 'prominent' as Sun Xumin, it is an ordinary poor working family, but his cousin is the deputy section leader of the fine shredding workshop. This is that the county officials are not as good as the current management.

At this time, the section group on the first floor below is waiting for the class, and everyone is sitting here with a student waiting for the assignment, and the other is also waiting for the section leader to come up. Including a few section leaders who are not at work today.

There are a total of four production teams in the fine crushing workshop, and there are about 40 people in one team, all of whom are men. There is no need for women in crushing, and there is only one woman in the entire workshop of more than 400 people, who is the workshop accountant. Also surnamed Liu.

There seem to be a lot of people with the surname Liu on the side of the concentrator factory, and Zhang Tiejun knows three, the accountant of the second selection workshop, the accountant of the fine workshop, and the secretary of the trade union Xiaoliu. And to tell you the truth, these three little willows are all very good-looking.

Wickedly, I wondered if they became accountants because they were good-looking? If they weren't good-looking, could they still be accountants or secretaries?

At about eight o'clock, the assigned students arrived one after another, and several section leaders who were resting at home also arrived, and after waiting for a while, the two section leaders who took over the shift walked into the conference room together.

The two of them are dressed like American GIs, fully armed, covered in dust, and the face of the one on duty is still painted black and yellow like a special soldier, with a dirty Zhu Bajie mask hanging on his chest, and black high-top rain boots on his feet.

"How's it going?" asked the workshop director.

"It's still like that, what else can I do? The foreman of the shift agreed, found a place to sit down, and let out a rough breath: "I'm tired, it's so special day by day, I can't climb the kang when I go home."

"You have to talk about the director of the old factory," the foreman who took over handed over a cigarette to the director, and handed out another one to the foreman of the shift: "There are too many deposits over there, and they won't be cleaned up, so how can they be done in the future?"

The foreman of the shift took a sentence indifferently: "Hold it down, how can you get it now? Stop? The belt road over there is so narrow and long, you can't fix it without stopping."

Zhang Tiejun knew that the place they were talking about was the feeding belt of the second selection workshop, and it was also the longest feeding belt in the fine crushing workshop, which was nearly one kilometer long and spanned most of the factory.

It was built in 1912, and it has been more than 70 years. The first and second sorting workshops were also built by the Japanese.

At this time, there are still old goods that have survived at that time, and they have not been replaced for decades. There was no money to change, and the money was handed over.

As for the first selection workshop, this time is brand new, newer than the fifth factory, the original old selection has moved away with all the equipment and workers, moved to Hebei in the fifties, and established the Handan Iron and Steel Plant.

The new sorting workshop was built by the large collective comprehensive plant of the concentrator, which has only been put into operation for less than a year, and Zheng Ying and Jiang Yuying are the employees of the new first factory, watching the ball mill.

"Okay, I'll talk about those words later, so let's pay more attention to them. The workshop director interrupted the words of the two foremen and looked at the graduates sitting below: "Then divide the people, the newcomers should bring more, and the safety work should be guaranteed."

"Then divide it, let's just listen." The

workshop director picked up a piece of paper from the table and looked at it: "I read the list, and the foreman will directly bring the people back, send the labor protection that should be issued, and arrange the working time by himself."

Zhang Tiejun lit a cigarette and sat there quietly listening, everything is set by others, and it is useless if it is not quiet.

There is no accident, just like a dime in the previous life, the children of cadres are also on the front line like everyone, only Sui Shaobin is in the maintenance class. However, he was the only one who really went to work, and those few didn't come at all.

The first person to be assigned to the front-line team was the son of the director of the comprehensive factory, that is, he was used as an example to gag some people's mouths.

Everyone understands this and knows that it is impossible for them to go to work when they are assigned to the front line of production, so who can say anything? Dare to say anything? Just hang here, and after a year or two, they will naturally go to other places.

Zhang Tiejun didn't care, he didn't plan to go to work seriously anyway. Of course, it's useless to have so-called.

Ruibin and Sun Zhongke, like in their previous lives, were divided into the first and third classes, and Zhang Tiejun was in the fourth class, which happened to take over the two of them. Like Zhang Tiejun, who were assigned to the fourth class, were Wang Yugang and Liu Biao.

Sun Xumin and Jiang Yanhu are also still in the third class, and there are a few in the second class, so there is a high probability that they will not see each other in the future. Everyone's working hours are just staggered.

There are three newcomers in one production team and two in the maintenance team.

"Okay, that's it, in the future, everyone will be a formal national worker, we must work hard and study Xi seriously, we can't be careless in terms of safety, and our lives are our own. The

workshop director said a few words: "You can come to the workshop at any time to find me if you have something." That's all for today, let's follow the foreman to the team. There are commuting comrades who report to the foreman so that they can count the invoices. Everyone

got up in a mess and followed their respective foremen downstairs to the team.

The rest room of the production team is on the first floor, the door is on the other side of the building, you have to go downstairs and go around, the building is not passable, and all the office buildings in the factory do not have built-in stairs.

Zhang Tiejun, Wang Yugang and Liu Biao followed the fourth class of Foreman Xing to the front and came to the rest room of the fourth class. Today's fourth class is Class A, and I just handed over the class.

As soon as you enter the gate, you will be greeted by the bathhouse, and you will turn around a corridor that is the rest room of the four production teams, and the fourth class is the first door on the right-hand side.

At this time, most of the workers in the fourth shift had already left, and only a few of them were still dressing in the house, and they saw Foreman Xing come in with someone to take a look: "Are there new people? Are there any old factories?"

Someone on the side answered: "New people go to the old factory and look for death?" Besides, what is lacking is the front side, and they can't do it. "

You guys hurry up and get dressed and get out," the foreman scolded: "I'm not in a hurry to go home after work, why didn't my daughter-in-law hug me last night, and I still have the leisure to grind here." "

It's not just you who hug, hehe," Xu Da laughed with big yellow teeth: "What's the matter, you have to get up when you come to the newcomer?"

Xu Laosi Zhang Luo on the side: "Do you have anyone who plays mahjong?"

Foreman Xing went to open the locker, took Zhu Bajie masks, core cloth, gloves, towels, soap and ordinary non-woven sandwich multi-layer masks and handed them to Zhang Tiejun and the three of them: "This is labor insurance, take it well, and you must wear the mask at work in the future." "