Rebirth 05, starting from never dusting

XNUM X Year X NUM X Month.

The weather in early spring in Quanshui City was a bit cold. The red sun slowly rose, but it did not dispel the chill.

As the last concrete tanker truck left the construction site, after a night of stumbling, the concrete for the four floors of Building 7 was finally completed.

The workers doing the concrete pouring came downstairs one after another with exhaustion.

The contractor carefully checked every corner until he was sure that all concrete surfaces on the floor were covered with film, felt and other insulation measures. Then he nodded with satisfaction, lit a cigarette and slowly came downstairs to see what else was there. Missing tools do not.

I didn't see anything, but I saw a young man wearing a military coat curled up and sleeping on a thermal board.

The young man's face was full of exhaustion, and there were a lot of gray stains on the corners of his eyebrows and the right cheek. His military coat was also covered with lumps of mortar, and the red helmet he was wearing still had a dent. The original color of the pair of travel shoes can no longer be seen.

The contractor sighed, carefully stepped over the steel pipes, avoiding the nails under his feet, came to the young man and called softly: "Hey, Xiao Zhang, wake up quickly. After dusting, go back to the dormitory to sleep."

Ashing?

Staring at the concrete pouring thing at the construction site?

Ever since his old employer received compensation after his death, Zhang Yi has long stopped working in the construction industry.

I switched to live training for construction vocational certificates for two and a half years, and my monthly income is more than what I earned after working on a construction site for one year.

You want me to fight with you? Your brain is flooded!

Zhang Yi opened his heavy eyelids with force, raised his head and squinted at the contractor.

Old man, who are you? It looks familiar.

Zhang Yi frowned. He thought of someone, but was not sure, so he asked tentatively: "Lao Hong?"

"Boy, you must have fallen asleep. You don't even recognize me, Hong Sihai!" Hong Sihai bared his big yellow teeth and exhaled a breath mixed with the smell of cigarette smoke. He looked particularly unhappy.

It’s really you!

In Zhang Yi's memory, at the end of 05, Hong Sihai had an accident when he climbed to the top of a building to ask for wages from migrant workers, and he fell to his death.

Sure enough, it's getting serious. A person who has been dead for more than ten years calls himself to dust. He must be dreaming. No, I will sleep for a while. When I wake up, I have to check whether the newly recruited customer service girl has made progress in the business.

Zhang Yi closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Hey, why don't you listen to my advice? It's cold outside and you will freeze if you continue to sleep!" Hong Sihai hurriedly grabbed Zhang Yi's handbag and said, "Hurry up."

Zhang Yi was pulled up and sat up, staring at Hong Sihai like hair. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a PHS phone rolling from his arms to the ground.

This PHS... wasn't it given to him when his eldest brother bought a new mobile phone when he started working?

Zhang Yi looked around, some sleeping memories deep in his brain were slowly activated, and at the same time, an unpleasant feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

I... won't be reborn, right?

He quickly picked up the PHS from the ground and pressed the keyboard. He saw the words "07:25, March 2005, 3, Saturday" clearly displayed on the small orange screen.

really!

Zhang Yi's brows tightened, and his whole face instantly fell into the expression of "an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone". There were thousands of layers of bitterness in his heart, which he couldn't express in words.

How could he be reborn? Don’t discuss such a big matter with me, why don’t you ask me for my opinion!

After finally crawling out of the sinkhole, the studio was on the right track and ready to show off its talents, but without saying a word, it was sent back to 05 to be rebuilt!

Mad, I’m so annoyed!

Hong Sihai saw Zhang Yi suddenly start to tremble and couldn't help but worry: "Xiao Zhang, are you okay..."

Before he finished speaking, Lao Hong's cell phone rang. He hesitated for a moment, saw Zhang Yi shaking his head at him, and then answered the call.

"Hey, Mr. Liu, I just finished dusting. Don't worry, the insulation measures have been taken. Yes, there is no dust left this time. There is really not a single cart left. Xiao Zhang is watching the whole process. Ah, he may have a PHS I'm in arrears. How about I see him later and ask him to call you back? Oh, no need to call you back, right? That's okay, okay, okay, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Hong Sihai said with a smile: "This is your cheap master. He asked about the ash removal last night. He mainly asked if there was any ash left. It seems that there was a load of ash left last time that left a shadow on him. .”

Zhang Yi frowned. He remembered that when he graduated, he joined a construction company. It was not a big company, but he liked to learn about the corporate culture of large companies. One of them was that after a new employee arrived, the company would arrange for an old employee to lead the new employee. Rapid growth, if the apprentice performs well, the master can also receive part of the bonus.

Liu Qiang was Zhang Yi's "master" at that time. Most of the time, he would put on the air of "master" and instruct Zhang Yi to do this and that. He would take it out on Zhang Yi if he didn't go his way at all, and would often beat Zhang Yi for buying cigarettes. Buy wine to show filial piety.

Zhang Yi once calculated an account. He paid more than 300 yuan for tobacco and alcohol every month to pay tribute to Liu Qiang. You must know that his monthly salary was only 1,000 yuan at that time. It was common for construction sites to be unpaid. He always worked at the canteen outside the construction site. Credit, that's it, Liu Qiang didn't teach him anything seriously.

Just a few days ago, when we were dusting, we ordered an extra truck of concrete ash. When the production manager Wang Jian found out, he scolded Zhang Yi severely, then took Liu Qiang into his mouth and asked him what the master taught the apprentice, if next time There is still ashes left, and he will be punished as well.

Because of this matter, Liu Qiang complained to others more than once, saying that he had been unlucky enough to accept Zhang Yi as his apprentice for eight lifetimes. Others accepted apprentices who were popular and popular, but he had to be punished accordingly.

The past events surged up like a tide, constantly tumbling in Zhang Yi's mind, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Hong Sihai originally wanted to tease Zhang Yi, but seeing him like this, he could only light a cigarette in frustration and pass one to Zhang Yi.

Cigarettes cost five yuan for Red General. Zhang Yi refused with a wave of his hand. He quit smoking after switching to live broadcasting in his previous life.

"Why, do you think I'm a coward?" Hong Sihai asked.

Zhang Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "If you quit, you should smoke less."

Hong Sihai looked at Zhang Yi as if he had seen a ghost. This guy who stayed up all night last night was smoking his cigarette a lot. Now he said he would quit. He was fooling the ghost. He pointed at Zhang Yi and said, "Okay, you have the guts." , don’t smoke with me in the future.”

Zhang Yi smiled and said: "Don't be poor, let's go and have breakfast in your dormitory. After dinner, there are still a lot of things to deal with."

The workers' dormitory was not within the scope of the construction site. Hong Sihai rented two yards nearby. The distance was not far, only a ten-minute walk.

Zhang Yi walked very slowly, thinking about how to plan the future as he walked.

In the previous life, the construction site was my home. The construction site was like a mobile siege, trapping people in a world of reinforced concrete. Although the outside world is very exciting, it basically has nothing to do with you. Every day, you are either dusting or on the way to dust. , if you are lucky, you can survive ten or eight years and become a project manager, which is already the ceiling for ordinary civil engineers.

As for the rumors of "three generals (three years as project manager) and five years (five years as project manager)", it is pure nonsense. Three years of total work on the construction site and five years of permanent project management are the truth.

It can also be said that apart from the things at the construction site, the only other means of livelihood that Zhang Yi can use at this time is construction training. After all, with the operation of the real estate speculators, the best golden decade for the entire industry is about to come, and real estate The industry is booming, and construction professional qualification certificates are also in hot demand. Enterprise qualification upgrades require certificates, and promotions and salary increases also require certificates. Even after the real estate industry declined, everyone was frantically innovating in order to enhance their personal value. Otherwise, Zhang Yi's There is no way to start a studio.