Siheyuan: I can always stay out of it

Even if he waited until the reform and opening up, he would only be in his thirties, and that was the time for him to show his talents. After all, with Blackstone, his starting point was unmatched by others.

As for now, the more happily he jumps, the faster he will die. Chen Xu doesn't want to be the first to stick his head out. Didn't he see that even though the space can produce food now, he still chooses to keep a low profile.

Money is something that can never be earned enough, and he is not particularly short of money now, so why take the risk?

It is enough to take a portion of it to the purchasing department on a normal basis, as long as he is worthy of his status as the ace of the purchasing department.

He was very familiar with the idea of ​​idling away his time.

After all, slacking off at work in my previous life was much more difficult, and I was never discovered by my boss. This can be considered a kind of talent.

The two had no hope of promotion, but the other workers didn't think so. For them, this was an opportunity that only came once a year. Even if there was no work on hand, they had to give it a try, just in case they could succeed.

When I was having lunch in the cafeteria at noon, the topic that my coworkers discussed most was the assessment.

Chen Xu and Xu Damao looked at each other, both feeling helpless.

They are the kind of people who get promoted through connections and social skills, which is completely different from workers who rely on skills.

"Tell me, if Yi Zhonghai succeeds in advancing, will he cause trouble for us?"

Chen Xu made small talk, intending to see Xu Damao's reaction.

Xu Damao put the food in his mouth and chewed it for two bites, then stopped, thought for a few seconds, and nodded affirmatively.

Obviously, he had no good feelings towards Yi Zhonghai, and he was also well aware of the old guy's character.

Chen Xu was not actually that worried. To him, it did not make much difference whether Yi Zhonghai was at level seven or level eight. Even if he was at level eight, he still had to obey the orders of the street office and the police. It was just troublesome.

Xu Damao didn't think so. Before he got together with Chen Xu, he was bullied by Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu. When he thought that Yi Zhonghai might still be able to turn things around after such a bad situation, he felt uneasy.

"How about we put him in a sack? Cut off one of his arms and see what kind of waves he can still make."

Xu Damao suggested.

Chen Xu rolled his eyes.

"If we fail and get discovered, we two could end up like Sha Zhu."

Xu Damao's face fell. Chen Xu was right. The price was too high and it was not worth it.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time."

Chen Xu no longer had the idea of ​​continuing this topic, he already had some plans in mind.

the other side.

Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu were also having dinner.

Yi Zhonghai felt that the food in the cafeteria today was exceptionally good. Although it was still the usual potatoes and cabbage, the taste was different.

Although he hasn't taken the test yet, he believes that he will definitely pass it this time.

Jia Dongxu next to him also looked happy.

If his master became an eighth-level fitter, wouldn't his life be much easier?

During this period, Yi Zhonghai was in bad luck and he was not much better off.

When Yi Zhonghai was still famous in the past, people in the workshop at least gave him some face, and his leaders turned a blind eye when he slacked off at work.

Things are different now. Even Yi Zhonghai has no face to speak of. Naturally, his life as an apprentice is also tragic. Not only does he have more work to do, but he is also often caught by the workshop leaders as an example.

After all, he was a first-level worker who had been trained for ten years and a disgrace to the fitters in the steel rolling mill. He was a perfect negative example and was the most suitable one to warn new workers.

"Master, are you sure?"

"you guess."

It was rare that Yi Zhonghai was in the mood to make a joke, which made Jia Dongxu completely relieved.

During this period of time, the master had a gloomy face, as if everyone owed him money. Now he seems to have recovered a lot, and it seems that he is indeed stable this time.

"Don't blame me, you too. I have taught you a lot during this period of time. You should at least succeed once and show me how to do it."

Yi Zhonghai knew why his apprentice had failed the assessment for ten years, but he had really taught him a lot this time. If he still failed, he would lose face.

By that time, he had successfully been promoted, but others said that he was an eighth-level fitter who had been teaching his apprentice for ten years and his apprentice was still only at the first level. This was a slap in his face no matter how you looked at it, so this time, Jia Dongxu had to be promoted to the next level.

Although the second level is not much better, at least it seems to be an improvement.

What does that mean?

This shows that even if Yi Zhonghai teaches a pig, he can still make progress...

After all, in the eyes of others, Jia Dongxu is a hopeless case. Is it easy for Yi Zhonghai to stay with him for ten years without giving up?

Yi Zhonghai was almost moved by his actions and completely forgot that if he hadn't done something bad on purpose, Jia Dongxu would have been at least level three by now. After all, in the entire steel rolling mill, there was no fitter who had worked for ten years and was still not even level three. There were only a few such idiots in the whole country.

Liu Haizhong was equally excited. He was obsessed with level 7. Yi Zhonghai was level 7, and he was level 6. He was born to be suppressed. How could he tolerate this? So Liu Haizhong was holding his breath and planning to make a big splash.

What's more, the position of the boss of the courtyard house is now high, and in Liu Haizhong's eyes, it is a sure thing.

Once you have an idea, you naturally need a higher status to support it, and this assessment is a good opportunity.

In fact, this guy really advanced successfully, but the result was no different, Yi Zhonghai also advanced, and was still ahead of him.

And the gap is even bigger than before. After all, level eight and level seven are not at the same level, and a fitter is naturally of higher status than a blacksmith. After all, a fitter can do so many things, while a blacksmith's job is relatively single.

This is the difference between types of work.

There is also bad news, according to information that came from nowhere.

The ration is going to be reduced, which makes many people despair.

For example, Jia Dongxu is the only one in his family who has a quota. As the quota decreases, more money will naturally be needed to fill the gap. This is also the reason why Jia Dongxu wants to advance now.

After all, a second-level fitter can at least bring in some extra income, which can at least reduce the pressure at home.

Another person who looked as if his parents had died was Yan Bugui.

This old guy was actually better off than most people. His family of six had a fixed amount of food, which not only provided enough for themselves but also allowed them to sell the surplus at a high price. The disaster year not only had no impact on the Yan family, but also enabled them to make a small fortune.

To Yan Bugui, the current quantitative reduction is like taking money out of his pocket, which is really painful.

Unfortunately, this matter cannot be changed regardless of whether the people below are willing or not.

Even though Xu Damao grumbled a few unhappy words, the only one who felt no impact was Chen Xu.

The purchaser's quota itself is not much, which cannot be compared with those who do manual labor, and the salary is not high. He relies on extra income. The monthly quota is 35 kilograms, 30 kilograms or 25 kilograms, which is nothing for him who can grow his own crops.

At this moment, he looked at the fish in the pond and thought about what to do with them.