Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

Zhou Tian suppressed his voice and said with some excitement.

It’s no wonder that Zhou Tian was so excited. In his previous life, he was just a college student and his family was an ordinary one. The most money he had on hand was only 10,000 RMB.

Now that he suddenly obtained so many gold ingots, he naturally felt excited which was difficult to conceal.

After the surprise of the first box, Zhou Tian took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then opened the second, third, and last box one after another.

After opening all the boxes, Zhou Tian covered his chest with his hands and dared not say a word. He was really a little scared by the things in the four boxes.

If he didn't have the space, he might have handed over these four boxes.

In addition to the first box which was a box of gold ingots, the second box was a box of calligraphy and paintings, the third box was full of top-quality mutton-fat jade, and the fourth box was thirty volumes of the Yongle Encyclopedia.

If the things in the first, second and third boxes are precious, then the Yongle Encyclopedia is more than just precious; it is a national treasure among national treasures.

Looking at the things in the four boxes, it took Zhou Tian a long time to come back to his senses. Not daring to look at them any longer, he directly put the four boxes into the space.

The truth is that he was afraid that if he saw it too much, his mentality would change, which would be troublesome.

It is better to pretend that you have not seen it. Although it is a bit like covering up the truth, it works at least.

Sure enough, as the four boxes disappeared, my mood gradually returned to calm.

Hearing the noise coming from the yard, his mind became clear again. He stood up, opened the door, took the basin to the middle yard, fetched some water, and began to wash.

After washing up, Zhou Tian pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard.

Ride all the way to the steel mill.

"Xiaotian, wait!"

Just as Zhou Tian had been riding for a while, He Daqing's voice came from behind.

The car braked to a stop, and He Daqing ran over from behind, panting, and said, "Xiaotian, you're riding too fast. If your uncle He wasn't still young, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to catch up with you!"

"Uncle He, is there something wrong?"

Zhou Tian watched He Daqing chasing after him and knew that He Daqing must have something to tell him. Otherwise, as the director of the cafeteria, there was no need for He Daqing to get up so early!

"Xiaotian, Uncle He wants to discuss something with you!"

After a while, He Daqing's breathing became steady and he spoke a little embarrassedly.

When Zhou Tian heard He Daqing's tone, he suddenly understood something and said with a smile: "Uncle He, tell me, given the relationship between our two families, there is nothing that cannot be said!"

"Well, your uncle He is planning to get married soon and wants you to be the chef. Uncle He wants to ask if you have time?"

After hesitating for a while, He Daqing finally spoke out.

"What? Get married?"

Zhou Tian was immediately shocked by He Daqing's words. Although he knew that He Daqing would definitely not stop marrying because of the White Widow incident, he did not expect that he would find another one so soon.

The most important thing is that they have to get married soon, which makes him a little surprised at He Daqing's efficiency in finding a wife.

"Uncle He, have Zhu Zi and Yu Shui agreed?"

After thinking about it, Zhou Tian couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I agree. If Shazhu and Yushui didn't agree, your uncle He wouldn't be in such a hurry to get married!"

A look of satisfaction flashed across He Daqing's face. Obviously, he must have convinced He Yuzhu and He Yushui. Although Zhou Tian didn't know how he convinced the two of them, he could imagine that their agreement must have been very reluctant.

After all, no one wants to have a stepmother, and stepmothers are not a good thing in this era.

"Well, Uncle He, since you think highly of me, then I agree!"

Zhou Tian had no idea about being the chef. Although he didn't know why He Daqing didn't invite his fellow disciples to be the chefs, since Uncle He had proposed it, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

"That's great. Xiaotian, you must show your true abilities that day and let my fellow disciples see it. I, He Daqing, don't have to invite them!"

When He Daqing heard Zhou Tian agreed, he immediately said with a look of joy, but at the same time, a trace of resentment flashed across his face. Obviously, He Daqing had looked for his fellow disciples, but they must have been rejected. That's why he looked for Zhou Tian.

"That's definitely no problem. By the way, Uncle He, do you want to go to the factory together?"

Seeing that the number of passers-by around was gradually decreasing, Zhou Tian hurriedly stopped He Daqing from speaking any further and asked.

After all, if he continued talking, he would probably be late for work. He was not like He Daqing who could go to the factory at any time as long as he did not miss lunch in the cafeteria. He could not do that.

"Hey, look at me, Xiaotian, you go first, your uncle He has something else to do, so he'll go to the factory later!"

He Daqing also noticed that the number of pedestrians on the road decreased, and he couldn't help but slap his forehead and began to urge.

"Okay, Uncle He, I'll be leaving first! Let me know when you decide on a date!"

After saying that, Zhou Tian pushed his bike forward and hurried towards the factory. After rushing for a while, he finally arrived at the workshop before the work bell rang.

"Master Zhou, we have delivered your rough draft to your workstation!"

As soon as I entered the workshop, an apprentice immediately came forward and said.

"Thank you, and thank you for your help!"

Zhou Tian smiled at the apprentice, said some polite words, then went to his workstation and started his day's work.

Not long after Zhou Tian started working, a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit and with a righteous look on his face walked in from outside with two middle-aged men who were obviously his subordinates.

One of them was the workshop director of Workshop No. 2.

The three of them walked and looked, occasionally chatting in low voices.

"Director Chang, I've heard that your No. 2 workshop has talented people. I've wanted to come and see them for a long time, but I've just taken over a lot of things and I'm busy with work, so I can only spare the time now. Next, you have to introduce them to me!"

Deputy Director Yang said with a smile on his face while looking around the workshop.

"Director Yang, you are joking. Isn't it because of your leadership that Workshop No. 2 has produced so many talented people? As long as the director wants to know, Chang will definitely introduce one or two to him."

Workshop director Chang Chunlai said modestly.

"It's the deputy director!"

When Deputy Director Yang heard what Chang Chunlai said, he couldn't help but remind him again.

"Yes, it's Deputy Director Yang!"

Chang Chunlai wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, he never expected that his attempt to flatter Deputy Director Yang would end up flattering the horse's hoof.

You know, it was not easy for him to get in touch with Deputy Director Yang. Ever since he learned from a nobleman that the factory would be transformed into a public-private partnership, he has been worried that he would lose his position as workshop director.

Although the factory seems to have not changed much during this period, only careful people will find that many personnel changes have begun to occur in the factory.

Take the Logistics Department for example, it is now almost completely under the control of Deputy Director Yang. As for Lou Jiancheng's people, they have been gradually squeezed out.

Of course, this was only possible when Lou Jiancheng voluntarily gave up his power. Although he didn't understand why Boss Lou would allow Deputy Director Yang to do this, he knew that many people who originally belonged to Lou Jiancheng would have to retreat to the second line or be directly dismissed.

With a sense of crisis, he naturally had to look for a new way out.