Siheyuan: The night demon comes, don't sleep too dead at night

This time the equipment can't be repaired well, and I'm very angry.

It can only be said that Zhang Bingye was unlucky.

Wang Zhiquan thought to himself.

"No, you report to that kid."

"I personally presided over his seventh-level welder assessment."

Hu Gengke's voice was very hard.

"Success, listen to Mr. Hu."

Wang Zhiquan left.

"Mr. Hu, you are a senior engineer, why are you so angry with children?"

Yang Liangping said with a smile.

He really didn't take it too seriously.

If the child is motivated, let him give it a try.

"I just can't understand this unhealthy trend. We skilled workers don't think about learning skills well, and engage in exaggerated and eye-catching gimmicks."

"Shame!"

Hu Gengke was very angry.

"Okay, let's continue chatting."

"Whether that equipment can be repaired or not, let's talk about it. This is related to the production efficiency of our factory in the second half of the year."

Yang Liangping got down to business.

"Tsk, I bought that equipment from Lao Maozi. When they left, they took all the blueprints away."

"Just a few technical documents are left, and I can't understand them."

Hu Gengke patted his thigh.

"Didn't I find a goose language translator for you?"

"What else is wrong?"

Yang Liangping asked.

"Don't mention it, the goose language translator doesn't understand this line of work, and he can't even understand me when he talks to me."

"Not to mention setting up that big equipment with me."

"If you want to say that the old man is really bad, let's go, why take the blueprint away, it's not a thing."

Hu Gengke complained for a while, then cursed.

"Old Hu, no matter how difficult it is, this matter has to be sorted out quickly."

Yang Liangping was also worried.

People who can speak goose language are rare.

They are generally graduates of liberal arts.

Mechanical equipment belongs to the category of science.

There are too few talents who can speak goose language and mechanical equipment.

"I'll think about it again."

"You arrange someone to build me a floor next to the equipment."

"I still don't believe it, I can't fix a piece of equipment."

Hu Gengke also came up in a daze.

"Okay, why don't you tell me, I'll try my best to arrange it for you."

Yang Liangping nodded.

Ding Ding Ding!

The get off work bell rang.

Zhang Bingye packed up his labor insurance supplies and returned to the team field.

"Bingye, come here and I'll tell you something."

Wang Quanzhi ran over again.

The leader of the second squad followed.

"Director, tell me."

Zhang Bingye has a good attitude.

"You are also unlucky, when I went to hand in the registration form today..."

Wang Quanzhi briefly talked about Hu Gengke.

"Isn't that over? Mr. Hu has a bad impression of Bingye. When it comes to the assessment, it's difficult to appoint him."

The leader of the second squad felt that he was about to suffer.

"It's okay, no matter who is assessing, I can do whatever I want."

"Mr. Hu must have misunderstood me. After the assessment is over, the misunderstanding will naturally be resolved."

Zhang Bingye was very calm.

"Okay, as long as you have confidence."

"Practice more in the next few days, don't make mistakes."

Wang Quanzhi nodded.

"If you need anything, you talk to me, and I will provide you with everything within my ability."

The leader of the second team encouraged.

"Thank you, Director, monitor."

Zhang Bingye said gratefully.

If people treat him well, he will of course appreciate it.

The three chatted for a while.

Zhang Bingye went over to the parking shed, picked up his bicycle, and rode out.

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With a bicycle, commuting to get off work is indeed much more convenient.

Zhang Bingye thought it was worth it.

As soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard, Zhang Bingye heard voices from inside.

"Zhang Bingye actually applied for the seventh-level welder examination, he is really floating."

"Uncle Er is so good at being a seventh-level welder, Zhang Bingye is a million miles away from Uncle Er."

"I see, Zhang Bingye is about to hit his head this time."

"Do you think so, Third Master?"

Silly Zhu stood at the gate of Yan's house and said in a hurry.

"Zhang Bingye...cough cough."

Before Yan Fugui finished speaking, he saw Zhang Bingye pushing his bicycle back.

Coughed twice.

"Master San, what are you coughing for?"

"What's wrong, Zhang Bingye's throat hurts when you say these three words?"

Silly Zhu was a little unhappy.

I feel that Yan Fugui did not agree with what he said.

Snapped!

Zhang Bingye reached out and patted Shazhu on the back of the head.

Silly Zhu staggered and fell a few steps forward.

"Who, who stepped on the horse..."

Sha Zhu turned his head abruptly and saw that it was Zhang Bingye.

The words in my mouth can't come out.

"Silly Zhu, has your door been repaired?"

"It's such a free day, I don't go home to cook, and go to the door of the third uncle to chew my tongue."

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Zhang Bingye raised his hand.

Silly Zhu shrank his body and took two steps back.

Being slandered by others, being caught by the righteous master.

Sha Zhu felt guilty.

"It has nothing to do with you what level of welder I apply for."

"Stop saying things behind my back."

Zhang Bingye warned.

Pushing the bicycle back to the middle courtyard.

"Master San, why didn't you remind me?"

Silly Zhu complained a little.

"I stopped coughing, you didn't understand me."

Yan Fugui was thankful that he didn't speak ill of Zhang Bingye with Shazhu.

"Okay, let's not talk about it."

"I'll go back and see how the gate of my house is doing."

Silly Zhu was upset.

Zhang Bingye pushed the cart back to his door.

"Don't piss and take care of yourself, and want to take the seventh-level welder exam, and the toad wants to eat swan meat."

Jia Zhang sat at the door, shouting into the air.

He deliberately said it for Zhang Bingye to hear.

"Some people are jealous that other people's lives are good."

"Sneaky report, the heart is so bad, the family may not know when something will happen."

Zhang Bingye said coldly.

"Zhang Bingye, what are you talking about? I tore your mouth off."

Jia Zhang stood up angrily.

"I said that the person who reported me has nothing to do with you."

"Free."

Zhang Bingye took out the chicken legs from the storage ring.

With a sneaky flick, it landed at the gate of Jia's house.

"Zhang Bingye, your life will not be better for a few days."

"Just wait and see."