Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

Workshop 1 of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Many technicians were checking. Yi Zhonghai in the corner had a grim expression on his face and stared at all the technicians present.

The inspection was very complicated, especially at the beginning, as it involved nearly half of the staff before they even entered the factory.

Only a few old masters can tolerate the smell of blood in the air.

One of the middle-aged men with bald hair shook his head and walked over.

"Director Yang, except for the machine that Jia Dongxu had the problem with, we didn't find any problems with any of our machines."

Director Yang looked solemn and said in a complicated tone:

"Engineer Yuan, since all the machines are fine, is there a big problem with the machine that Jia Dongxu showed? Is there any room for human intervention?"

It turns out that this bald man is Yuan Wuxin, the head of the technical department and a level 9 engineer in the factory.

Yuan Wuxin opened his mouth, but swallowed the words he was about to say about Director Yang.

"Director, there is a tiny part inside the machine that Jia Dongxu brought out that was torn. It should be caused by improper operation. We dismantled the part and checked it. There is no trace of human error."

After hearing this, Director Yang's eyes flashed with disappointment. Seeing that the bodies and hands of these technicians were covered in blood, he said:

"Sorry to bother Mr. Yuan, you guys should go back and wash up first. You don't have to go to work this afternoon. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Yuan Wuxin nodded. After all, they couldn't stand the smell.

At this time, a group of people from the security department wearing gloves went up and covered Jia Dongxu's body on the ground with white cloth.

"Director, since this has already happened, should we report it to the higher-ups first? As for Jia Dongxu's case, let's notify his family first, and then discuss how much compensation to give in our factory."

Deputy Director Li was so happy at this moment that he stepped forward and spoke out what was in his heart.

After all, what Director Yang said was normal. As the deputy director, he was definitely not qualified to report to the leader. Moreover, he would be reprimanded by the leader if he reported to him. It would be better for him to arrange Jia Dongxu's funeral and deal with the matters of the first workshop.

At the very least, since someone has lost his life, the workshop needs to be closed for a week. It can only resume work after the Security Department finds out that there is no connection and reports to the higher authorities.

But now the tasks assigned by my superiors are quite heavy. My workshop has to stop production for a week, and none of them can take on this responsibility.

Director Yang glanced at Deputy Director Li and naturally knew what was in his mind. However, this matter could not be concealed and he would have to report it to the leader sooner or later. If Deputy Director Li reported it before him, he would be left behind.

"Well, Deputy Director Li has considered everything. I will report this matter to my superiors when I return. However, for now, let Feng Gang restore order in Workshop 1. After we have discussed it at the Factory Committee, we can restart Workshop 1 and various appointments."

Then Director Yang shook his sleeves and walked out.

Deputy Director Li saw Director Yang leave angrily, but he didn't care at all.

"Director, what do you want me to do?"

At this time, a fat middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, ran to Deputy Director Li with a flattering look on his face and asked.

Sun Santian, deputy director of a workshop, is lazy, greedy for money and sex, but he understands his leaders' minds very well and can always think of ways to make them happy.

Seeing Sun Santian running out, Deputy Director Li nodded with satisfaction.

"After all, this incident today involves a life. As the deputy director of the workshop, although you are not in charge of safety, you must assist Director Feng and take care of the aftermath."

"Don't worry, Director. I will live up to the expectations of the organization and the director. I will work with Director Feng to take care of today's work and ensure that our workshop can operate normally tomorrow without affecting production tasks."

Sun Santian immediately saluted, then patted his chest with his fat body and made a serious assurance.

Seeing Sun Santian's attitude, Feng Gang on the side no longer cared and did not show any anger or complaint.

Deputy Director Li took a look at Feng Gang, who had lost all his fighting spirit, patted Sun Santian's fat body, and then left.

When the department heads and section chiefs behind saw that the two factory directors had already left, they also hurriedly walked out, covering their mouths and noses with disgust.

"Director Feng, the factory director asked me to cooperate with you, you see..."

After Deputy Director Li and other leaders had left, Sun Santian walked up to Feng Gang with his big fat belly, and spoke without a trace of respect.

"You have to figure it out yourself."

Feng Gang threw down a few words and walked out in a disorderly pace. Several people in the factory who were on good terms with Feng Gang looked at Sun Santian, and finally gritted their teeth and walked out.

You have to know that during their time with Director Feng, they had always stood on Director Feng's side. Now anyone with a discerning eye can see that Sun Santian will definitely accept Director Feng's position, and those of them who had been hypocritical towards Sun Santian in the past will definitely be retaliated by Sun Santian, a vindictive person.

Instead of admitting our mistakes here, we might as well go and see if Director Feng has any solution. If that doesn't work, we can just give up this workshop and move to another one.

Although I am the boss of a workshop, it is better than being bullied and made things difficult every day.

Life is hard enough, there is no need to add more trouble because of these things.

Sun Santian glared viciously at the people who had just followed Director Feng out, and frowned as he looked at the blood all over the ground.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up in the corner and he walked up quickly.

"Director Sun, you see there is blood all over the floor. We can't start work this afternoon anyway, so why don't we have all the people in our workshop clean up the place and have a new director and a new atmosphere."

"As for my disciple Jia Dongxu, maybe he just has a bad fate. As for his family, I have asked my eldest disciple to go to his house to inform them."

Sun Santian didn't expect that the first person to approach him would be the old man Yi Zhonghai.

Normally, Yi Zhonghai relied on his status as an eighth-level fitter and looked down on everyone in the workshop. He, as the deputy director, felt aggrieved, but Director Zheng and Feng Gang felt even more aggrieved.

But when he saw the old man Yi Zhonghai standing beside him with a fawning look on his face, Sun Santian wanted to laugh out loud.

It turned out that he, as the director, was better than Feng Gang. Even Yi Zhonghai, whom Feng Gang could not suppress before, now had to look at his face.

"Old Yi, you are thoughtful."

Sun Santian originally wanted to pat Yi Zhonghai's shoulder with his hand, but he couldn't reach it, so he could only pat Yi Zhonghai's arm.

As for the few people who did not approach at the first time, they also regretted it in their hearts, but they were also a little afraid. This fake thing was Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, and they also heard that Jia Dongxu would still provide for Yi Zhonghai in his old age.

But now looking at Yi Zhonghai's expression, he doesn't look sad at all. This kind of person is really scary.

After my cousin Zhang Xingbang finished vomiting, he saw several factory managers leaving, and he looked confused.

He originally wanted to go into the workshop to see what was going on, but after hesitating for a moment, he stopped at the door.

After all, after vomiting, his body felt empty, and he didn't want to experience the feeling of retching again.

Although he did not go in, he could still hear the voices inside clearly. Especially when he saw Director Feng walking out with disorderly steps, he knew that something had changed in the workshop.