Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

The more Cao Xing listened, the more confused he felt, so he quickly interrupted Liu Haizhong.

"Second uncle, don't exaggerate the facts."

Liu Haizhong hurriedly said, "Xiao Cao, you have to believe me. I really didn't say anything nonsense this time. The whole hospital knows that I was injured, and I know that this matter has something to do with the old woman, but I was afraid and never told anyone about it."

Cao Xing asked: "Let's not talk about anything else first. How did the deaf old lady help Yi Zhonghai become an eighth-level worker?"

You have to know that in this era, it is rare to see eighth-level workers awarded by the state.

In ten years or so, it is no longer awarded, so only the old eighth-level masters are respected.

It is said that the deaf old lady knew some officials in Thaksin's circle, but it is obviously unlikely that she could get an eighth-level professional title for someone.

Liu Haizhong was the person who came there at that time and was quite familiar with the situation then. When Cao Xing asked him about it, he of course told him everything he knew.

"I know Yi Zhonghai's skills very well. Although he has always been good in the steel mill, he is far behind the other two level eight masters."

"I just know that the old woman helped him, but I don't know what means she used."

Cao Xing was still a little skeptical, but he would know whether what Liu Haizhong said was true or not if he went to the factory tomorrow to see Yi Zhonghai's technical level.

With his current skills, he can definitely detect a person's technical level from the subtle details.

"Okay, let's put this matter aside for now. Let me ask you, does the deaf old lady still go out every twenty minutes?"

Liu Haizhong shook his head and said, "Ever since I almost died that time, I have been very wary of the old woman. I basically avoid her, so I didn't pay any attention to her."

Cao Xing snorted coldly: "What you said is not enough to prove anything. I think you don't want to leave."

Liu Haizhong was startled when he heard this and quickly stood up.

"Xiao Cao, I really didn't lie. Those who beat me up were definitely related to her. I remember very clearly that the old woman deliberately led me into an alley, and when I followed her, someone suddenly jumped out and beat me up."

Cao Xing shook his head and said, "If she really had a problem, she would not have hit you with a stick, but with a knife, and you would not be alive today."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong tore off his shirt.

"That man really operated on me. I still have scars on my stomach. The doctor said that it was fortunate that my stomach was big and my internal organs were not stabbed. In addition, a few children who were leaving school suddenly passed by and scared the man away. That's how I survived."

When Cao Xing saw that it was indeed the scar, he couldn't help but sigh at Liu Haizhong's good fortune.

It seems that what Liu Haizhong said was true. This man really came for his life.

"Okay, you stay in the police station for a few days. If what you say is true, I will ask them to release you."

"Xiao Cao, please ask for leave for me from the factory, and let my family know that I am safe."

Cao Xing smiled: "It seems that you are really confident that you can get out. Are you so sure that there is something wrong with this deaf old lady?"

Liu Haizhong patted his chest and assured: "I have kept this matter in my heart for so many years. Now I am afraid to see her. I have thought about moving many times, but I was delayed because of various things. I am sure that she has a problem, and it is a big problem!"

Cao Xing didn't expect that Liu Haizhong had such a past, and he immediately made the promise.

"If there is any problem with her, not only will I let you go, but you can also resume your job as a seventh-level blacksmith in the factory."

"Really?"

Liu Haizhong couldn't believe what he heard.

He spent hundreds of dollars trying to get his job back but failed, and now with Cao Xing it was just a matter of words!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to slap himself.

The big guy is right in front of me, but I choose to go far away instead of near, and I have offended this big guy before. I really have no vision!

"Whether it's true or not, it doesn't make any difference to you at the moment. All you have to do is wait."

"Okay, okay, I will wait patiently."

"You can go to the police station to educate people about the law. You can handle Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai like this. It's really embarrassing."

After hearing this, Liu Haizhong felt ashamed. What Cao Xing said was the truth!

Even the petty-minded Liu Haizhong had to admit his own stupidity at this moment.

Cao Xing was nervous after coming out of the police station. He didn't expect that the deaf old lady in the yard was not as simple as she looked.

And through spiritual perception, he knew that the deaf old lady did not show any malice towards him.

This puzzled him.

"What is the identity of this old woman?"

Since he couldn't figure it out, he went directly to a workshop in the steel rolling mill the next day, wanting to confirm the technical problem that Yi Zhonghai had mentioned by Liu Haizhong.

The entire workshop is now in a state of shutdown, and the workers are basically watching around a machine.

Director Yang and the steel mill secretary Li Fangtian were also watching anxiously.

Basically all the leaders of the steel rolling mill were there, which is rare.

Cao Xing looked over and saw an old master who had just come down from the machine and walked towards the inspector with a component in his hand.

"Let's test it."

The inspector took it expectantly, but the more he measured, the more disappointed he looked, and finally he shook his head helplessly.

"18.0053, a difference of 0.0053 millimeters."

Cao Xing was also stunned when he heard this. Generally speaking, a level 0.005 worker would be qualified if their precision was controlled within mm.

This level of precision is fully capable of meeting the needs of most machines, and is even much higher than that produced in batches.

However, this level of precision is still not up to standard. What on earth are they trying to make that requires such high precision?

The old master also looked disappointed. He turned to look at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Old Yi, it's up to you. We can't lose face in our steel mill."

Yi Zhonghai smiled bitterly and said, "You can't even do it, let alone me? Besides, I can't even breathe after my sternum injury, let alone process parts with such high precision."

Director Yang interrupted, "It has to work, Lao Yi, go up and try it."

When Yi Zhonghai heard what Director Yang said, he immediately walked to the lathe helplessly.

Before working, he pretended to cough twice and covered his chest to breathe smoothly.

Such an action is undoubtedly a hopeless one.

When he started processing, Cao Xing watched attentively.

He has spiritual perception and can analyze every move of Yi Zhonghai.

Moreover, he has the experience of being at the top level of level eight and can judge Yi Zhonghai's strength through some of his technical moves.

Sure enough, Cao Xing could see Yi Zhonghai's technical level after he had processed only half of it.

If Yi Zhonghai's sternum had not been injured, he might have barely reached level eight, but it was still very difficult, and he was far behind an old level eight master.

Now his sternum injury has left hidden dangers, and technically speaking, he has barely reached level seven. How can he process such precise components?

At this time, Yang Weimin also noticed Cao Xing's arrival. While everyone was watching, he came to Cao Xing and whispered.

"Xiao Cao, do you think Yi Zhonghai has a chance of success?"