Siheyuan: violent engineer, dictatorial disobedience

In this way, contradictions began to accumulate.

In just two months, the security department of the rolling mill had already dealt with countless fights.

The problem facing Liu Jianshe now is the contradiction between old and new workers.

"It's a big head, it's really a big head. I didn't expect that it's only been two months, and these guys have intensified the conflict to such an extent."

"If you say that there is no other person involved, the dog will not believe it. There must be someone behind the scenes deliberately provoking trouble."

"Who is deliberately provoking trouble?" Liu Jianshe rubbed his chin and began to analyze.

After analyzing for a while, Liu Jianshe didn't figure out who was using the conspiracy while he was away.

Liu Jianshe asked himself, he has always been kind to others, and has never retaliated against others.

Someone must have watched the rolling mill flourish, so they were jealous.

He didn't dare to turn against him on the bright side, so he used dirty tricks.

In fact, this problem is easy to solve, as long as the decoration of the new factory building is completed, everything will be solved.

But the bad thing is that the new factory building doesn't know when it will be renovated.

Secretary Yang called, and the other party said one week, but after Liu Jianshe called, it became half a month.

I wanted to have a good discussion, but the other party was obviously playing tricks, so Liu Jianshe had no choice but to call the nobleman.

"My lord, I want to ask, my new factory has started construction years ago, why haven't I even finished the decoration?"

"This has severely disrupted the production plan. I originally planned to start commissioning production after the next year. I have recruited all the workers, but the factory building has not yet been renovated. Isn't this obvious bullying?"

Liu Jianshe held the phone in his hand and kept telling the noble man about his bitterness.

The nobleman on the other side of the phone said that he knew, and he would give Liu Jianshe an answer tomorrow at the latest.

After filing the complaint, Liu Jianshe began to think about a key issue.

A new factory building must be equipped with a new cook, but now there are no redundant cooks in the rolling mill.

It's time to hire a new cook.

Liu Jianshe thought about going to the cafeteria to find He Daqing to see if he had a suitable candidate.

After all, He Daqing has been a cook for decades, there is an old saying that goes well.

The cook's friend is still the cook, so asking He Daqing to help introduce a problem will solve it.

As soon as I came to the cafeteria, I saw Liu Lan rushing over in a hurry.

Seeing Liu Jianshe approaching, Liu Lan acted as if seeing a savior, and exclaimed in surprise, "Director, do you want a cook? If you want a cook, I'll bring you one right away."

Liu Jianshe: ...

What a coincidence, the front foot was still talking about finding a cook, and the back foot cook came to the door?

If it wasn't for being in the 60s, Liu Jianshe really thought that big data monitored him.

"What kind of cook makes you, the director of the cafeteria, so anxious to walk?"

"Is it the chef of the state banquet? Or the chef of a century-old restaurant? Or is it a first-class chef?" Liu Jianshe said unhappily.

Liu Lan blinked, not knowing where she offended Liu Jianshe.

But he still said patiently: "Can the chef of the state banquet see our rolling mill?"

"He's a cook from the Northeast. He cooks excellent dishes. I'm thinking about letting him stay."

Liu Jianshe reckoned that this northeastern cook was probably tall and burly.

It should be Liu Lan's ideal type, otherwise Liu Lan wouldn't talk about Northeast cooks, and the admiration in his eyes would have been undisguised.

"What's the name? Northeast cuisine is so delicious?" Liu Jianshe asked tentatively.

"My name is Nanyi. I heard that he used to work as a cook in a certain factory in Kyoto, but because he offended someone and had no choice, he came to our factory to try his luck."

"Also, like Shazhu, he likes widows, but that widow is different from Qin Huairu."

"He really lived with him. He was going to work in the workshop of our factory, but he didn't want it in the workshop. He went to the Mahua cafeteria to stay for a few days."

"When Ma Hua saw his way of chopping vegetables, he felt that the other party was not simple. I didn't expect Ma Hua to be right."

Liu Lan was so excited that anyone could see the joy in the other party's eyes.

Upon hearing the name Nanyi, Liu Jianshe immediately sighed.

Nan Yi has appeared, and the widow that Liu Lan talks about is probably Liang La.

"Okay, stop talking, take me over there quickly."

"I'd like to see how delicious the Northeast cuisine is made by the highly praised cook."

After Liu Jianshe finished speaking, he signaled Liu Lan to lead the way quickly.

Ever since, under the leadership of Liu Lan, Liu Jianshe walked into a cafeteria.

In a cafeteria, several people from Mahua were sincerely praising the long-faced brain in front of them.

I looked at the iconic face, the familiar blue hat, and the somewhat shy and honest smile.

Liu Jianshe was finally sure that the other party was Nan Yi, not a cook with the same name and surname.

"Jianjian, when did you come back from Hong Kong City?" Ma Hua was chatting with Nanyi at first, but after someone reminded him, he realized that Liu Jianshe had come to the front.

"Jianjian, let me introduce you. This shy young man is called Nanyi, and he cooks authentic Northeast cuisine." Ma Hua introduced Liu Jianshe excitedly.

The words are full of praise and optimism for Nanyi.

Liu Jianshe looked Nanyi up and down.

The latter lowered his head somewhat cautiously.

"Is your wife called Liang Laya?"

After a while, Liu Jianshe finally spoke and asked an incredible question.

Nan Yi froze for a moment, then nodded slightly, he thought Liu Jianshe knew his wife.

"Where's your wife? Did you come to work at the rolling mill together?" Liu Jianshe asked again.

Nanyi shook his head, Liang Laya is still working in the steel factory.

The two are now raising four children. If they leave the steel factory together, if they can't find a job, wouldn't they make the children hungry?

No matter how much he and Cui Dake force him, he has to bear with it.

"Director, can I work in the rolling mill? I'm only familiar with cooking, and the work in the workshop is beyond my ability."

Nan Yi scratched his head, and said with some anxiety, it's really hard to find a job these days.

If the whole of Kyoto knew that the rolling mill was recruiting people on a large scale, Nanyi would not know what to do next.

The conflict between him and Cui Dake became more and more intense, this time because of a small matter, the two had a big quarrel.

When Nanyi got angry, his brain got hot, so he stopped working and went to the rolling mill to try his luck.

Looking at Nanyi's expectant eyes, Liu Jianshe smiled: "Can you make buns?"

"They all said that the buns you make are better than the dishes you cook. I just happened to be hungry too, so I'll wait here and go and steam some buns for me."

Nan Yi was startled, but didn't react.

However, Ma Hua was the first to react and pushed Nanyi hard.

"Why are you standing there? Why don't you steam a steamed bun!"

It was only then that Nanyi came to his senses, and quickly ran to the back kitchen to make buns.

Although, Nan Yi didn't quite know why the new director of the rolling mill asked him to make steamed buns.

If the technical level of a junior high school is tested, shouldn't it be copying two dishes?

Why did the factory director just let himself make buns?

Always feel a little unreliable?Will the other party be unwilling to want me?

Or are you unwilling to participate in the conflict between yourself and Cui Dake?

It is human nature not to be willing to participate. After all, no one will be your backer when they meet for the first time.

Nanyi was thinking wildly while preparing to cook with noodles.

Just as he was about to knead the dough by hand, Ma Hua walked in with a smile.

Turning on the noodle mixer made in the factory, under Nanyi's shocked eyes, he quickly reconciled the dough.

"What year is it? You still knead the dough by hand? Nanyi, you have to know that the rolling mill has a scale of tens of thousands of people. If you rely on manual kneading, you may not be able to eat in the afternoon."

"This thing is called a dough mixer. When the factory manager was still an engineer, he and Fan Yu made it together."

"There is a hand-operated noodle machine behind you, and an automatic noodle machine, which are usually used in the factory to make fried noodles."

Nan Yi was shocked and stupefied.

There are so many high-tech equipment hidden in the back kitchen?

Is this still the canteen where everything needs to be manually operated?

This is short of an automatic cooking machine. If there is an automatic cooking machine, wouldn't the back kitchen not need a chef?

Wouldn't it be enough to only have a few cooking apprentices?

"Then what is this big guy used for?" Nan Yi pointed to a crude iron guy and said.

MCA has been waiting for Nanyi's question for a long time, almost as soon as Nanyi finished speaking.

Ma Hua said with a show: "This is the idea I provided. The factory manager led the engineers to design the robot."

"Jianjian told me back then that this robot for noodle shaving is probably the first robot of this era."

"Jianjian also told me that with this noodle-slicing robot, I will be famous in history forever, and whoever mentions my MCA will have to say the father of robots."

Nan Yi pointed to the robot's eyes: "Why does this robot use two duck eggs as eyes?"

"You don't move now, right? This is called fashion. Jianjian said that this kind of robot is very simple to make and can be easily imitated."

"So in order to guarantee my title as the father of robots, I specially designed it carefully."

"I call this robot, Salted Egg Superman No. [-]. When I retire, I plan to spend money to buy it and take it home as a memory."

Ma Hua looked at the robot specially used to make sliced ​​noodles with admiration, and a sense of joy flashed in his eyes.

And one time when inspectors from Sakura Country came to the rolling mill and saw the noodle-slicing robot, they turned around and went back to the domestic cottage to copy one.

Decades later, when the Internet became popular, a simple noodle-slicing robot appeared on the Internet in Sakura Country, and was reposted on the domestic Internet, causing instant public discussion.

Netizens who don't know the truth have praised the bold innovation of Sakura Country, and by the way belittled the domestic rigid thinking and don't know how to use high technology.

After Ma Hua accidentally heard the news from his grandson, he immediately led his grandson to the warehouse to let his baby appear in the world.

At the same time, he also shot a video and said in a disdainful tone: "Innovation? This kind of innovation was successfully produced by the rolling mill decades ago. We, the cherry blossom country, copied it, and there are people who believe that we can't make it?"

For a moment, the entire Internet was full of uproar, even alarming the top management of Sakura Country.

Finally, after investigation, I learned that the noodle-slicing robot is indeed Daxia's original.

The top executives of Sakura Country quickly released the news of apology, and the name of Mahua, the father of robots, began to spread.

Successfully left a deep stroke in the long river of history.

Of course, these are things for later, so I won't mention them for now.

Ten minutes later, Nanyi, who had been reshaped in three views, came out with a bun.

"Director, this is the steamed stuffed bun I made, you can try it." Nan Yi said respectfully.

Liu Jianshe picked up a bun, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

Nanyi became a little nervous and looked at Liu Jianshe worriedly.

I'm afraid Liu Jianshe will be dissatisfied.

Everyone's taste is different, and he, Nanyi, couldn't guarantee that the buns he made would satisfy Liu Jianshe.

Liu Jianshe finished the three buns expressionlessly, then looked at Nanyi.

Nanyi began to feel embarrassed, rubbing his hands a little scared.

It was Ma Hua who understood what Liu Jianshe meant, and quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to the other party.