Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Okay, are you not afraid that I will come back late on purpose?"

Yan Lihua held her face in her hands, looked at him and said.

"Come back later? No, no, by the way, do you want an Ewha bicycle?"

He Zhiqiang looked at her, smiled and said.

The family conditions are so good, he can't let his daughter-in-law take the bus every day, go to school!

"Bicycle? No need, I don't know how to ride it either, so let you ride it."

Yan Lihua shook her head and said to him.

There is only one bicycle at home. If he rides away, what will He Zhiqiang do when he goes to work?

"It's okay, I still have a bike ticket, you can ride my bike to school tomorrow, I just walk over by myself."

He Zhiqiang tapped her on the forehead, don't think he doesn't know, Yan Lihua has already learned to ride a bicycle.

In order not to ride a bicycle, he also tried to lie to him that he could not ride a bicycle.

It was so touching.

"No, no, I'll take the bus by myself tomorrow."

Yan Lihua still disagreed, shook her head, looked at him and said.

She has been used to taking the bus to school by herself in the past few years.

"Don't refuse. It's not like you don't know what's going on with our family. There's really only money left. How can you let your daughter-in-law go to school on foot?"

He Zhiqiang looked at her seriously and said.

The family is so rich, what do you want?

He can't let his wife go to school by herself, it seems that she can buy a four-wheeler.

"Then let's go buy a bicycle tomorrow when I finish school."

Seeing his resolute look, Yan Lihua could only agree to him. It's already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the door has already closed.

"Okay, then I'll take you to school tomorrow morning, and then I'll go to work."

He Zhiqiang thought of a good idea, just send her to school by himself.

The first day of work should not be very busy.

"it is good."

Yan Lihua nodded, looked at her and said.

........

Early the next morning, He Zhiqiang rode a bicycle and Yan Lihua went to school.

At the gate of the school, He Zhiqiang looked at the gate of the campus. The past is really unbearable!

He didn't even want to be a worker, just like Yan Lihua, he learned it in school.

"Zhiqiang, I'm going to school."

Yan Lihua stood in front of her, waved at her and said.

"Go, go, I'll pick you up when school is over."

He Zhiqiang looked at him with a smile and said.

"No, I'll go back by myself."

After Yan Lihua finished speaking to him, she ran to the school gate.

He Zhiqiang waved to her, watched her walk into the campus, and then pushed his bicycle towards the steel mill.

.......

Red Star Rolling Mill

In the workshop, every worker was busy, and He Zhiqiang quickly ran to the workshop.

"Master He, you are here."

"Morning, Master He!"

"Master He, long time no see, even more handsome."

"Master He, how do you feel that you are round?"

"........."

He Zhiqiang responded to them with a smile, some people don't speak if they can't speak.

What do you mean he is plump again? Doesn't that mean he is fat?

If there were not so many people here, he would have wanted him to see his eight-pack abs.

"If you have any technical questions, you can come and ask me."

He Zhiqiang stood in front of the operating table, wearing gloves, and shouted at the workers.

He can answer technical questions, but even if he tells these workers, he may not be able to answer them right away.

Skills have to be honed day by day, not just a demonstration.

When all the workers heard about He Zhiqiang, Zhehua thanked him one after another.

Yi Zhonghai on the side lowered his head and processed the parts with a tool. What he was thinking about now was how to get Jia Dongxu back?

He Zhiqiang stood in front of the operating table and worked for almost an hour, put down the tools in his hand, greeted the team leader and went out.

He is going to seek an explanation from Deputy Factory Manager Li, don't think that he will forget about Yi Zhonghai after a year.

If he hadn't made a fuss, he would probably still be a fourth-level fitter now, and he must teach Yi Zhonghai and the other three chief examiners a lesson.

Deputy Director's Office.

"Dong dong dong dong."

Deputy Factory Manager Li was sitting at his desk, flipping through the documents in a hurry, when he heard a knock on the door, he shouted outside.

"Come in."

He Zhiqiang pushed open the door and walked to the table expressionlessly, looked at him and said.

"Deputy Director Li, I came here to ask you about the compensation you told me before the Chinese New Year. What is the compensation method?"

Deputy Factory Manager Li held a white paper in his hand and looked up at him, compensation?What compensation?

"He Zhiqiang, please speak clearly, what compensation? Why don't I remember?"

He Zhiqiang looked at him with a blank face, a little angry.

"Did you forget about the chief examiner? You made it up. Let me ask again. What is the compensation method?"

He Zhiqiang put his hand on his forehead and asked him again.

Examiner?

He remembered, he remembered, it turned out that the three of Yi Zhonghai cheated years ago.

"How about this, He Zhiqiang, how about giving you ten yuan a month as compensation?"

Deputy Factory Manager Li looked at him and asked with a serious face.

The compensation of ten yuan a month is quite a lot, and it is more than half of the family's salary.

"Deputy Director Li, is this too little for you? Compensation of 10 yuan a month, at least 20 yuan for me!"

He Zhiqiang looked at him seriously and said.

He's not that easy to talk to, so just pay him ten yuan a month?

Think beautifully!

"No, no, no, 20 yuan a month, 11 yuan is impossible, no more."

Deputy Factory Manager Li frowned, looked at him, waved his hand, and said.

20 yuan, not to mention him, even the factory director probably would not agree.

"That's 15 yuan. If you don't agree, I can go to the factory manager to discuss it."

He Zhiqiang saw him, but 20 yuan was a bit much, so let's just spend less.

Your deputy factory manager slammed the table with his hand, stood up from the chair like a jerk, and looked at him.

It's so lawless, he's the deputy director of the factory, and it's his turn to teach him a lesson from an eighth-level fitter?

How dare you threaten him with the factory manager? !

"He Zhiqiang, you have to pay attention to your identity. Don't think that you are an eighth-level fitter and just do whatever you want. You dare to threaten me! 15 yuan is 15 yuan!"

He Zhiqiang's eyes twitched, and he didn't care about seeing him change so quickly.

"Okay, Deputy Factory Director Li, it's okay, I'll go back to work first."

He Zhiqiang nodded, finished speaking to him, turned and walked towards the door.

"He Zhiqiang, did I let you go? Come here."

Deputy Factory Manager Li held the document and waved at him.