A foreign city, dear you

On this day, Cao Xueqian was reading in the office, and he was the only one in the empty office.

He suddenly felt a figure coming in. He looked up and saw that it was Lao Dong.

This is really strange.

Ever since Cao Xueqian was demoted to an apprentice, Old Dong had not come to the office to look for him. If something happened, someone would shout at the door, or the old Dong himself would condescend to come to the door and give instructions loudly.

Cao Xueqian quickly pulled out a drawing from the side and covered it on the book.

He was thankful that he still retained a sense of vigilance when reading.

Although the factory did not explicitly prohibit reading during working hours, it was still inappropriate. The old Dong had already regarded him as a thorn in his side. If he were to find out that he was reading his own book during working hours without any scruples, he would probably be charged with a new crime.

Cao Xueqian looked at the old director in confusion: Will there be any bad luck again?

But this time, Old Dong didn't have the aggressive look before, and his face actually had a rare peace.

Old Dong came to Cao Xueqian and took out something in his hand.

Cao Xueqian took a look and saw that it was also a makeup box, but it was not the same style as the previous one.

When Old Dong spoke, there was a hint of consultation in his voice: "Cao Xueqian, can you make a mold for this makeup box?"

Cao Xueqian's head was full of questions. Are you trying to deliberately make things difficult for me again? But he clearly knows that I am just an apprentice and I don’t know anything?

"I won't." Cao Xueqian answered simply, just to make his tone less aggressive.

"Didn't you draw pictures before? Give it a try." Old Dong tried to persuade Cao Xueqian.

"That's different, that's a lamp, that's a mold. I really don't know how." Cao Xueqian still refused.

Lao Dong said no more.

He looked at Cao Xueqian steadily, then turned and left the office.

Cao Xueqian couldn't guess Lao Dong's expression: Are you angry? Even angry? Could it be that he got into trouble again?

Whatever. Reading is important. Anyway, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. One apprentice, salary 600, whatever you like.

But not long after, the old Dong came in again.

This time he was not alone, he was also followed by supervisor A Ming.

Cao Xueqian immediately covered the book with the drawings.

Two people came together and the situation escalated? Are you going to hold me accountable because I refused to do the mold planning? Cao Xueqian waited, mentally prepared, and speculated on various possibilities.

This time it was A Ming who spoke first. He took the makeup box from Lao Dong and said to Cao Xueqian: "Cao Xueqian, try to arrange the mold for this makeup box. This is a bit urgent."

Cao Xueqian breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he was overthinking.

"I won't." Cao Xueqian answered truthfully.

"We know you don't know how to do it, but you have the basics of drawing. As for the specific arrangement, let me tell you step by step. You should give it a try, and there should be no problem."

Cao Xueqian understood: there are no mold engineers in the factory now, and the project is urgent. The two supervisors had no choice but to come here. This is treating a dead horse as a living horse.

Cao Xueqian is in trouble now.

If it had been any other time, this would have been an opportunity he would have loved to have.

But these days, his top priority is to finish reading those three books. Today is Wednesday, and Jia Liwen will be back in a few days.

But he couldn't bear to refuse anymore. After all, A Ming came here in person. A Ming was different from Lao Dong. He was more upright and kind. Although he didn't take much care of him, he didn't feel too sorry for him. Besides, he can't just watch the project fail?

"Okay, let me try." Cao Xueqian made a difficult decision.

The two supervisors looked at each other and smiled, seemingly relieved.

Just give it a try, because there is no time to waste.

A Ming left first if nothing happened.

Cao Xueqian put away his books, turned on his computer, and clicked on the AUTOCAD drawing software.

Old Dong moved a chair and sat next to Cao Xueqian, instructing him step by step:

How to use shrinkage rate to determine the length, width and height of the mold cavity;

How to arrange the position of each cavity on the mold according to the predetermined number and cavity spacing;

How to determine the center line of the mold cavity...

Old Dong spoke patiently beside him, like a real master teaching an apprentice.

What if he really drove Cao Xueqian away? Who will rescue him now? He couldn't have expected the changes, right?

One teaches with all his heart, the other learns with all his heart.

One is experienced in molding and the other is skilled in drawing.

After ten minutes, the layout plan was completed.

Cao Xueqian was very excited.

Unexpectedly, it was the first time that he could complete the mold layout and ordering of a mold so smoothly and quickly under the guidance of the master. Although it was the most preliminary and basic work, it made him officially embark on the road of mold design engineer!

What's more, I didn't expect that the old director who always disliked me and always wanted to drive me out of the factory would turn out to be my first teacher!

Old Dong is also very happy.

He originally wanted to let Cao Xueqian give it a try, but he didn't expect it to go so well. This kid's learning ability and understanding ability are really good.

With the dimensional data of the mold layout, he can order the mold base and mold materials. The relevant processing locations and data he needs are also clear.

What made him even more happy was that no one would help him arrange the mold layouts he needed in the future, which made him feel more at ease.

In short, the first cooperation between the two went smoothly and happily, and all the previous unhappiness dissipated like smoke...

In the days until Jia Liwen came back, Cao Xueqian still ran errands and did odd jobs, and helped Lao Dong make models twice. He spent the rest of the time reading and studying...

On the day Jia Liwen came back, Cao Xueqian kept his promise and returned the three books to Zhao intact.

Jia Liwen asked him if he understood. He humbly replied that some understood and some seemed to understand. He watched Jia Liwen put the book in the drawer and said thank you to Jia Liwen sincerely. He will be forever grateful to Jia Liwen for lending him books.

Due to limited time, I still haven’t had time to read the third book in detail, which is Cao Xueqian’s regret.

But what can be done? It would be great if time could be copied or extended as desired.

What a seven days it has been! He is a desperate Saburo!

Looking back on every minute and every second of his hard work, Cao Xueqian was filled with pride!

Yes, I am just an apprentice, a little apprentice. But no one can stop the upward desire in my heart!