Do you think you're a martial arts expert?
Yang Tuanjie felt disgusted.
Yi Zhonghai was a Level 8 Fitter in the Fitter Workshop and had three disciples.
(It was the author's mistake to write Yi Zhonghai as a Level 9 Fitter. A Fitter should be at Level 8, and Level 9 was an Engineer.)）
First disciple Li Datou, second disciple Liu Fugui, third disciple Jia Dongxu.
He had taken in so many disciples because he hoped that someone would take care of him when he was old.
And Jia Dongxu was the person Yi Zhonghai had appointed to take care of him in his old age.
At this time, Jia Dongxu was already buried deep underground. It was definitely impossible to count on him.
As for the eldest and second disciples, they were not in the courtyard house. It was unrealistic to let them retire and send them off.
Therefore, Yi Zhonghai wanted to find someone in the Siheyuan to take care of him.
Yang Tuanjie was the best candidate.
First of all.
Yang Tuanjie was already a third-grade fitter at such a young age. It could be said that his future was limitless.
Secondly, Yang Tuanjie was right next door, so it was convenient for him to take care of him.
Lastly, Yang Tuanjie's family was well-off.
The only bad thing was that Yang Tuanjie didn't like him.
Therefore, Yi Zhonghai's biggest asset in winning over Yang Tuanjie was his fitter skills.
The fitter.
It was the most popular job in the rolling mill, and it was widely acknowledged that the salary of a fitter was the highest.
However, being a fitter was not easy. Not only did it require talent, but it also required someone to teach it.
In the factory, 90% of the fitter workers were below Level 3.
The knowledge of a Level 3 fitter was relatively simple. He could learn it by following his workmates.
If he wanted to develop further, he would have to acknowledge a master.
This was because the core skills of a fitter were all mastered by a veteran like Yi Zhonghai.
Of course, not everyone had the chance to learn it.
The reason was simple. The salary of a level-eight fitter was more than 100 yuan a month.
Learning this could directly change the fate of a fitter.
Yi Zhonghai felt that he had reached the highest point and controlled Yang Tuanjie's fate.
Previously, when he proposed to take Yang Tuanjie as his master, Yang Tuanjie refused. He felt that Yang Tuanjie might not know the inside story of the fitter workshop.
Now, Yang Tuanjie had been working for a while and should understand the importance of bench work skills.
Therefore, Yi Zhonghai suggested taking Yang Tuanjie as his disciple.
Of course, Jia Dongxu's death gave him a great sense of crisis. He was eager to find a candidate to take care of him in his old age.
What he didn't know was that Yang Tuanjie's fitter skills had long surpassed his by ten thousand streets.
Yang Tuan had a system, so he didn't have to worry about food and drink.
Even a Level 3 fitter could do well in the workshop.
Therefore, even though he had the skills, he didn't show it and maintained his status as a Level 3 fitter.
At this time, workers were the most popular. Now that they were in the workshop, when the big era arrived, they would directly go into the sea. Who would still be a worker?
This was Yang Tuan's true thoughts.
Glancing at the smiling Yi Zhonghai, Yang Tuanjie smiled and said,""Master Yi, I'm sorry. I'll say it again. I'm used to my freedom and don't want to take you as my master.”
"You…"
Yi Zhonghai's smile froze.
She never expected Yang Tuan to reject such a good offer.
" Unity, are you not aware of the situation? If you become a level eight fitter, how much change will it bring to your life? What is a hundred yuan a month? It's enough to change your fate. Think about it, how many people in the entire city can get that much money? Young man, you must know how to improve yourself." Yi Zhonghai said in a deep tone.
"Master Yi, do I look like someone who lacks money?" Yang Tuanjie said disdainfully. Our family has nothing."
"Um."
Yi Zhonghai was stunned for a moment before he continued to persuade her,""It's better to earn a penny every day than to have a thousand dollars at home. No matter how much money you have, you'll run out sooner or later.”
"Moreover, becoming a grade-8 fitter will not only bring you money, but also power. Think about it, when you become a grade-8 fitter, who in the entire Siheyuan will dare to go against you?”
"That makes sense!"
Yang Tuanjie nodded.
Yi Zhonghai did not pick a bone with his words. The reason why Master Yi was called Master Yi was because he was a Level 8 fitter.
Later on, Second Uncle became the leader of the inspection team and could directly take down First Uncle.
This was the current social situation. The position in the factory could directly determine the status in the courtyard house.
Seeing him nod, Yi Zhonghai smiled.
"It's good that you can understand. Tonight, I'll set up a banquet and invite Third Master and Second Master to formally acknowledge me as their master. With my skills, I have to find a successor no matter what.”
"Hehe, Master Yi, you're thinking too much. I don't want to take you as my master.”Yang Tuanjie chuckled.
"What the f * ck!"
Yi Zhonghai was speechless.
After talking for a long time, this kid was actually still unwilling to acknowledge a master.
"Unity. I say, kid, why are you so stubborn? When will you be able to make a name for yourself? Young people should have great ambitions…"
Yi Zhonghai kept talking.
At this moment, the bell in the workshop rang.
Yang Tuanjie yawned, stepped on his tool bag, and walked out of the door.
He ignored Yi Zhonghai.
"Damn it!"
Looking at his back, Yi Zhonghai was in a mess.
"Yang Tuanjie, you'll regret it sooner or later. You'll have to beg me one day."”
Riding on his bicycle, Yang Tuanjie revealed a thoughtful expression.
Should he participate in the martial arts tournament?
This was a problem.
The martial arts competition in the fitter workshop was held once a year at the end of the year.
For the entire rolling mill, it was a rather grand event. The director and deputy director personally attended.
Of course.
Other than the fitter workshop, the other workshops did not have such activities.
The main purpose of the martial arts tournament was to get a blacksmith rating.
Therefore, this was of utmost importance to the fitter.
The reason was simple.
In the fitter workshop, there was a harem scene.
For example, if they offended a small leader or did not give a gift to the leader, some people who could have been promoted could not be promoted.
This was because raising the grade required multiple levels of declaration, and finally, the workshop director had to personally verify it.
There were a few small leaders in the middle, and it was very troublesome if one of them did not declare it.
If he offended the workshop director, he could forget about upgrading within a year.
He could only wait until the day of the martial arts tournament.
Because the factory manager would come to the martial arts competition, the workshop director did not have the final say.
Yang Tuanjie had the system and did not have to worry about food and drink, so he did not care much about the martial arts tournament.
"Forget it! I'm not participating."
Yang Tuanjie shook his head slightly and stopped thinking about these trivial matters. He drove home.
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