Siheyuan: counterattack from the traveling frog!

Chapter 97
When the people around heard that the two wanted to bet, they all became lively. Everyone thought that Zhao Xiaosan couldn't do it, so they encouraged Zhao Xiaosan to make a bet.

But after all, Zhao Xiaosan's progress is there, so there are supporters. These people think that Zhao Xiaosan can try, maybe he will succeed.

Sha Zhu sneered, although he didn't know fitters, he also knew how difficult it was to make parts across levels. Even if Zhao Xiaosan was the best among level [-] fitters, he was joking if he wanted to make parts with level [-].

He even saw Yan Jiecheng licking his shoes in front of Zhao Xiaosan. He really wanted to see his expression at that time with his own eyes, it must be very exciting!
Yan Xiecheng went back to Workshop No. [-] in a huff. His master was still concentrating on making parts. He opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. He just sat on the floor of the work station and looked at Zhao Xiaosan.

He is not worried at all, he believes that the master can make the parts, and when the time comes, he will slap those bastards hard in the face!

Time passed, and it was time to get off work in a blink of an eye.

Many people headed by Shazhu came to the sixth workshop. He sneered at Yan Xiecheng and called out, "How about Yan Xiecheng, have you made the parts for your master?"

Yan Jiecheng stood up from the ground and said to him angrily, "What's your name? Didn't you see that my master is still busy?"

Sha Zhu sneered, and his words were full of contempt, "Let me see, he just couldn't do it out of fear of embarrassment, so he was still pretending."

Yan Xiecheng was so angry that he suppressed his anger, "You fart!"

Factory Manager Zhao also came to the sixth workshop at this time. When they saw that the place was full of people, they couldn't help but stepped forward with some doubts and asked, "Why are you all piled up here if you don't go home after get off work?"

Someone said to Director Zhao: "Director Zhao, Yan Xiecheng made a bet with Shazhu that if Zhao Xiaosan can make that seventh-level part, Shazhu will let him lick his shoes, and if he can't, Yan Xiecheng will lick Shazhu's shoes." .”

Director Zhao frowned when he heard this, and said angrily: "What are you all messing around here, what if you disturb Zhao Xiaosan, all of you shut up and watch quietly."

Hearing this, all the people around couldn't help but grow their mouths. No one thought that Director Zhao would also silently support this gamble.

Time passed by, and as Zhao Xiaosan put down the tools in his hand, stood up straight, stretched, and exhaled heavily, it also indicated that the work was completed.

When he turned around, he couldn't help being startled. He saw workers headed by Director Zhao standing behind him. The corners of his eyes twitched, and he said to Director Zhao, "Why don't you just make a part and bring so many people to watch?" .”

A worker said to him: "Zhao Xiaosan, your apprentice makes a bet with Shazhu, and whoever wins will let the other party lick his shoes. Director Zhao is here to be a notary."

Director Zhao stopped the man, "When did I say I was going to be a notary, I came to see how Zhao Xiaosan's parts are doing."

And Zhao Xiaosan looked at Yan Jiecheng, "What's the situation, what's the bet?"

Yan Jiecheng said hurriedly: "Master, they look down on you. I said this on impulse. Don't be angry."

Zhao Xiaosan nodded to express his understanding, then looked at Director Zhao and said, "I've already made the parts, what do you think?"

Although he is a factory manager, his theoretical knowledge is comparable to that of an eighth-level fitter. He stepped forward to pick up the parts made by Zhao Xiaosan and began to measure them with various tools, and his brows gradually frowned.

The people around shook their heads when they saw Director Zhao's appearance, feeling that Zhao Xiaosan was appointed to fall this time.

There was also a sarcastic smile on Shazhu's face. The fifth-level fitter wanted to do the work of the seventh-level fitter.
Seeing the expression on Director Zhao's face, Yan Xiecheng felt a little bit in his heart, no way, could it be that the master didn't make this part well.

He weakly stepped forward and asked, "Director Zhao, how is my master doing with this part? Does it meet the standard?"

The rest are also eagerly waiting for the factory director's comment. For them, it doesn't matter whether the parts are well done or not, the important thing is to have a good show to watch.

The smile on Sha Zhu's face also became more intense.

However, the next moment, Director Zhao looked at Zhao Xiaosan, and began to praise him, "You did a good job, Zhao Xiaosan, it's so perfect, your parts are completely up to standard."

Hearing Director Zhao say this, everyone around them opened their mouths wide, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, wondering if they heard it wrong. Zhao Xiaosan, a sixth-level fitter, made the seventh-level parts perfectly. .

The smile on Silly Zhu's face also froze. Are you kidding me? This director Zhao is not taking advantage of Zhao Xiaosan. He is a sixth-level fitter, how can he make perfect seventh-level parts.

On the other hand, Yan Xiecheng jumped directly from the ground, the excitement on his face was indescribable, he knew that his master would definitely be able to do it.

Silly Zhu refused to accept it, and said to Director Zhao: "Director Zhao, it's not that I doubt you, but I think it is necessary to let professionals measure this part to be convincing."

The rest of the people followed Shazhu's words and drank again, thinking that it must be measured by professionals.

Director Zhao nodded, "No problem, then I'll let professionals measure it to convince you." He paused at this point, "Then let's do it today, and wait for the high-level fitters in the factory to come back tomorrow. Let's go on."

After the words fell, Director Zhao left with the parts, and the people around him also looked at each other and scattered away.

Yan Xiecheng said to Zhao Xiaosan: "Master, you are really good. You can make even seventh-level parts."

Zhao Xiaosan hit him hard on the head with his hand. Fortunately, this kid met him. If he was another sixth-level fitter, he would definitely have to lick his shoes.

But to be honest, the seventh-level parts were really not very easy to make. It took him a day, and he didn't know when the fitter frog at the next level would bring him back.

After cleaning up the workstation, he rode back to the courtyard.

Just stepped into the courtyard gate.

Aunt Liu greeted her with a smile, "Zhao Xiaosan is back, you are tired, come and let me push the cart for you." As she said that, she was going to pick up the bicycle in his hand.

Zhao Xiaosan dodged to the side, "No need, I have my own hands."

Then he continued to walk towards the backyard, and Aunt Liu followed quickly, with a smile on her face, "Zhao Xiaosan, how about I help you clean your house, or you can cook."

Zhao Xiaosan stopped and looked at her, squeezed out a word between his teeth, "Why are you like a fly, go away."

Aunt Liu was stunned by the scolding, she didn't know what to say, but she followed up with the cheek, no matter what, she had to ask Zhao Xiaosan to write a letter of understanding to get her old Liu out.

(End of this chapter)