Siheyuan: I am different He Yuzhu

He Yuzhu returned to his office and sat on the chair thinking about what Director Liu said. Yes, although the new Xia Kingdom has been established, the country's industrial foundation has not been laid. The economic take-off and national strength of the Xia Kingdom in the future are also after 40 years of hard work after the opening up. However, the economic take-off after the opening up in the future is inseparable from the solid foundation laid in the first 20 years after the founding of the country. Now that I am here, I have to do something. I can't just live a dull life like playing games.

Thinking of this, He Yuzhu could not help but think of a passage in "How the Steel Was Tempered": The most precious thing for a person is life, and life is only once for everyone. A person's life should be spent like this: when he looks back on the past, he will not regret wasting his years, nor will he be ashamed of being mediocre. In this way, when he dies, he can say: "My entire life and all my energy are dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world."

Even if he lay flat from now on, he would not be able to spend all the wealth he had accumulated in the blessed land this year. But what was the point of this? When he was old and looked back on the past, would he spend his days lying flat while others were working hard for the country's construction in this era of passion? Or would he only think about making money and wait until he was old and gray to guard a cold and empty string of numbers. No, he couldn't be such a low-level person. Such a life was too unchallenging for him. He wanted to realize the ultimate dream of a man in the Xia Kingdom, which was to leave a name in history and bring honor to his ancestors. He wanted the people to remember his name, He Yuzhu, and to make his descendants proud when they mentioned his name. Yes, let's do it. He Yuzhu reaffirmed his idea. A real man would challenge higher difficulties. As for fighting against the beasts in the courtyard, he would leave it to other comrades who traveled through time. Sorry, He Yuzhu didn't have time. He had to go to build the motherland.

Before He Yuzhu received the scrapped trucks assigned by his superiors, he received a document from his superiors on the full implementation of the Eighth-Grade Worker System. After receiving the document from his superiors on the implementation of the Eighth-Grade Worker System, the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill attached great importance to it and first convened a general meeting of all employees in the factory. At the meeting, Director Zhang carefully read out the specific content of the Eighth-Grade Worker System to the workers.

After Director Zhang read out the eighth-level worker system, Secretary Wang concluded: "I hope every worker can take this worker level assessment seriously, show their best and get their best results. Of course, if the results are not ideal, don't be discouraged. Carefully summarize and reflect on your shortcomings, work harder in the future, and strive to get better results in the next assessment."

Secretary Wang and Director Zhang called all the cadres in the factory together for a special meeting. At the meeting, Secretary Wang asked all the cadres to be fully prepared and go all out to ensure that the assessment can be successfully completed. Finally, he mentioned that the logistics department should do a good job in providing logistical support for the expert assessment team sent by the superiors.

After attending the meeting, He Yuzhu couldn't help laughing. He had just told the workers of the Transportation Department's maintenance team about the eight-grade worker system implemented in the Northeast region, and in a blink of an eye, his superiors issued a document to promote the eight-grade worker system throughout the country. He didn't expect that his prediction was so powerful, and it was like his words became a law.

As for the workers in the Transportation Department's maintenance team, after attending the factory meeting, their faces became stranger and stranger. After returning to the Transportation Department's maintenance workshop, the workers could no longer hold back and started to discuss.

"This Deputy Director He is too amazing. Just a few days after he told us about the Eighth-Grade Worker System, he issued a document saying that the Eighth-Grade Worker System should be implemented nationwide."

"You are talking nonsense, aren't you? Who is Deputy Director He? Can he be the same as us? He is the only person in our factory who attended the National Advanced Workers' Congress and was received by the 29th and 1st students. If he doesn't have some ability, how can he become a representative of the National Advanced Workers!"

After hearing this, the people around him all felt that it made sense and nodded in agreement.

"Have you seen the salary packages for each level of work? I just stopped by the factory bulletin board on my way back, and I didn't know until I saw it, it was incredible."

The person next to him quickly asked, "How much are the salaries at each level?"

"I just remembered a few. The first-level worker's salary is 28 yuan, the second-level worker's salary is 35 yuan, the third-level worker's salary is 42 yuan... The eighth-level worker's salary is 99 yuan."

"My goodness, is the gap so big? Tian Jianghao, now you won't say that there is no future in studying hard! The monthly salary of an eighth-level worker is almost as much as that of a first-level worker in four months. This is just the most basic salary, not including other benefits. When the time comes, the gap will be even bigger."

Tian Jianghao's face turned red, and he could only bite the bullet and say, "Didn't I know about the eight-level worker system at the time? If I had known, I wouldn't have asked Deputy Director He such a stupid question."

"Even if you don't know, you shouldn't ask such a stupid question in front of Deputy Director He!"

The maintenance worker next to him burst into laughter after hearing this.

After Jia Xudong and Yi Zhonghai finished the meeting, they were walking back to the workshop. Jia Xudong asked quietly, "Master, you should be able to pass the test at least to the level of a sixth or seventh grade worker, right?"

Although Yi Zhonghai was delighted after hearing this, he said modestly: "I think my level is not the highest in our factory, but I don't know what the assessment standards are. As for what level I can pass, it's hard to say now. I will know the result after the assessment is over. Xudong, you have to work hard in the future and strive to pass the eighth-level fitter exam."

Jia Xudong smiled and said, "With your guidance, Master, I will definitely pass the eighth-level fitter exam. When the time comes, I will definitely be filial to Master and Master's wife."

After hearing what Jia Xudong said, Yi Zhonghai looked at Jia Xudong with satisfaction and was very happy.

Liu Haizhong secretly gathered his strength in his heart. He must surpass Yi Zhonghai in this assessment. As long as his work level is higher than Yi Zhonghai, he will still have the face to act like the boss. By then, he will be the boss of the courtyard.

Xu Damao followed his father Xu Wude to the Propaganda Department. Xu Damao looked at his father who was walking in front of him without saying a word, and couldn't help asking, "Dad, why didn't you say a word after attending the meeting? Are you worried about something?"

Xu Wude glanced at Xu Damao and said, "This is not the place to talk. Let's talk about it when we get back to the Propaganda Department."

As soon as Xu Damao and Xu Wude returned to the projection room of the Propaganda Department, he asked impatiently, "Dad, what do you want to say?"

Xu Wude glanced at Xu Damao, who was impatient, and sighed, then said, "Damo, you have been working in the steel mill for more than a year. I want to take advantage of this assessment to make you a formal projectionist."

Xu Damao was surprised and asked, "Really? Dad, can I really become a formal projectionist?"

Xu Wood took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said, "Your projection skills were taught to you by me personally. With your skills, you would have been more than qualified to be a formal projectionist long ago."

Xu Damao couldn't help but look proud after hearing what his father said, but after a while Xu Damao thought of something and asked, "Dad, since my skills are good enough to be a formal projectionist, why do you only let me be an apprentice and not a formal projectionist?"

Xu Wood sighed and said, "Da Mao, our factory is a steel mill, not a movie theater. We only need a formal projectionist, so Dad can't let you become a formal projectionist."

After hearing what Xu Wude said, Xu Damao asked with a puzzled look on his face: "If it wasn't allowed before, how can it be allowed now? Dad, what will you do if I become a formal projectionist? You are not old enough to retire."

Xu Wood flicked the ash off his cigarette and said, "We are not going to have the job-level assessment now. As long as you can pass the exam to become a formal projectionist, I will resign from our factory, and then you can smoothly take over my job and become our factory's projectionist."

Xu Damao asked anxiously, "What are you going to do, Dad?"

Xu Wude said confidently, "As for me, I will definitely not be idle. I have already inquired about it. The cinema is now in need of a formal projectionist. I will go to the cinema to work when the time comes. When you officially join the steel rolling mill, your household registration will be independent and you will have your own household registration booklet."

"Dad, what do you mean? Are you going to sever the father-son relationship with me?"

After hearing Xu Damao's rebellious words, Xu Wude was so angry that he slapped Xu Damao on the head and said angrily: "I will sever the father-son relationship with you."

Xu Damao said aggrievedly: "If we are not in the same household registration book, doesn't that mean we have severed our father-son relationship?"

Xu Wude took a deep breath after listening to Xu Damao's words, and could only comfort himself silently in his heart: "My biological son, my biological son." When his emotions stabilized a little, Xu Wude patiently explained: "After I go to work at the cinema, if your mother and I are still on the same household registration, we can't apply for housing at the cinema. Damao, you are about to reach the age of marriage. When you get married and have children, can the three rooms in our house be enough to live in? He Daqing's house has one more house than ours, and he took the opportunity to buy the two ear rooms next to his house. Your father is no worse than He Daqing. Besides, when you have a son, your son will grow up and I can almost retire. He can take over my job directly at that time. I can't let you retire at such a young age."

After hearing what his father Xu Wude said, Xu Damao couldn't help but chuckle. After a while, Xu Damao asked, "Dad, if I have two sons and the eldest takes over your job, what will happen to the second son?"

Xu Wude directly slapped Xu Damao on the head, "You silly boy, the eldest son has taken over, and the second son doesn't even know to ask someone to buy him a job! Why did I give birth to such a stupid son like you?" After saying that, Xu Wude felt unsatisfied, so he slapped Xu Damao on the head again.