At Xu Damao's house.
"Hehe, did you see that? Silly Zhu ran to Qin Huairu's house as soon as he saw the sky.”
"There's something wrong with these two people."
Xu Damao said to Lou Xiao'e. He had just seen He Yushui send something to Qin Huairu's home.
"Don't talk nonsense."
"What problem can there be? Qin Huairu is still pregnant."
"Be careful if word gets out, I won't stop Silly Zhu from hitting you.”
Lou Xiao'e replied in disdain. No matter how bad He Yuzhu was, he couldn't hook up with a pregnant woman.
From Lou Xiao'e's point of view, Xu Damao was the worst at this. His mouth was especially mean and broken, especially when it came to He Yuzhu. Every day, He Yuzhu was bad at this and that, as if he had a grudge for ten lifetimes.
We're all neighbors. Can't we live harmoniously?
Because of this, Lou Xiao'e had quarreled with Xu Damao many times. However, Xu Damao admitted his mistake in front of her and did not change after that. He still did what he wanted. Lou Xiao'e was too lazy to argue with him.
"Hey hey, I was just saying it casually. Don't spread it.”
Xu Damao hurriedly said.
He and He Yuzhu had been fighting since they were young. Unfortunately, he was not as strong as He Yuzhu and had never won. Seeing that He Yuzhu was bullying the sky, the hatred accumulated and went into the ocean.
……
The next day, Yi Zhonghai woke up early and watched Yi Yongqing repair the broken bicycle.
At around nine o'clock, he made a phone call and contacted a workshop director of the bicycle factory. After explaining the situation, he took Yi Yongqing to the bicycle factory by bus.
The buses were now managed by the Beijing City Train Company. The fare was 10 cents for short trips and 30 cents for long trips.
The two of them went to Xizhimen. It wasn't too far. 20 cents would do.
In recent years, there were five brands that sold well: Yongjiu, Phoenix, Flying Pigeon, Red Flag, and Golden Lion.
Beijing's bicycle factory is located in Xizhimen (fabricated). It's not big. It's a branch factory that produces permanent bicycles. The main factory is in Tianjin. It's now a public-private partnership.
Tianjin was a large base for the production of bicycles. In the future, it was also a large bicycle production base. However, at that time, it was all privately owned. Because of the sharing of bicycles, it was also very popular.
It took more than half an hour to get from the Siheyuan to the Dongzhimen bicycle factory by streetcar. The streetcar was not fast now, and there were not many roads. The demand was very high, so it had to stop from time to time to wait for passengers to get on the bus.
At 10:30, he arrived at the bicycle factory. He informed the security guard at the entrance and met some acquaintances. After some small talk and introductions, he went straight to the assembly workshop. There were already many workers busy inside.
An acquaintance's surname is Jiang, so call him Uncle Jiang.
"This is the assembly workshop. Zhu Yi, do you want to start the assembly or look at the blueprints first?”
Uncle Jiang said. There were only two months left until National Day, which was a major holiday.
The factory was going to present a gift for the National Day. They had set a very high target for 90 days. It had been some time since then, and they were quite short of manpower now.
However, it was difficult to get the quota for a formal worker. If Yi Yongqing was capable, Uncle Jiang could specially hire him as a temporary worker and pay him according to the piece. The salary would be higher than that of a formal worker.
However, there were no other benefits. Moreover, if the mission was completed, they might be dismissed immediately.
"Uncle Jiang, let me take a look at the blueprint first.”
Although Yi Yongqing didn't repair many bicycles, his Lv3 mechanical maintenance skills allowed him to quickly draw inferences.
After taking a look at the assembly blueprint, Yi Yongqing found an empty assembly table and began to assemble the bicycle.
The various parts and assembly sequence had been memorized by heart. The tools here were also very complete. Yi Yongqing concentrated and assembled a bicycle in less than an hour.
"Impressive."
"Who is this guy?"
"The people the director brought over are so strong. They're much faster than us skilled workers.”
"Fierce man."
"The key is that he's still so young. When I was this age, I was still an apprentice and could only watch my master teach me.”
"The fastest one we have takes at least an hour and ten minutes to get a car.”
"This little brother is really awesome."
Many people in the surroundings looked over from time to time. Because the director was here, they were curious about who had come.
However, they gradually watched Yi Yongqing quickly assemble the bicycle without any hesitation. They felt that it was really pleasing to the eye. The more skilled Yi Yongqing was, the more they admired him.
"How is it? Old Jiang, my son is not bad, right?"
Yi Zhonghai was very proud.
"Zhu Yi is not bad, then let's stay. Let's make it clear first, it's one yuan for a car to be assembled. We'll count as many groups as we can."
Uncle Jiang was also very happy. Old Yi had sent a skilled worker over. It was a win-win situation.
"You're too stingy. Look at my son's speed. No matter what, he's considered especially fast here.”
"Add a little more."
Yi Zhonghai smiled.
"That's quite a lot, Old Yi. With Wen Xiaoyi's speed, it was not a problem to build five or six cars a day. In a month, it would be more than 150 yuan, which was even more profitable than a level eight master.”
"If we count the four weekends and eight days, we can earn more than 40 yuan. That's higher than the average worker's salary.”
Uncle Jiang carefully settled the score with Yi Zhonghai.
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