When Yang Weimin returned to the factory with a sack of Arctic Ocean, his forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat.
When the two workmates saw it, they hurriedly went forward to help carry it.
"Brother Yang, what's inside? It's so heavy!"
"What else could it be? Soda."
"The Arctic Ocean?"
"What else?" Yang Weimin turned his head and looked around." Er Gang and the others aren't back yet?”
"No, I think it will be soon."
As they spoke, Er Gang and Zhao Bing led a few people in, each carrying a box of Arctic Ocean.
"Brother Yang."
"Brother Yang."
The few of them piled up the boxes of Arctic Ocean like a small mountain. Two workers took out the sacks of bottles of Arctic Ocean brought by Yang Weimin and placed them properly.
Yang Weimin saw that Er Gang and the others were also sweating profusely, so he couldn't help but ask," Did you guys move it yourself?”
Er Gang nodded." We thought that they probably wouldn't give it to us, so there was no need to waste money to find someone to carry it. There were so many of us, so we just carried one box each.”
"Yeah, Brother Yang, you treated everyone to soda. It's only right that we help move.”
Although that was the case, Yang Weimin knew that the Red Star Rolling Mill was quite a distance away from the place where the Arctic Ocean was sold. A bottle of Arctic Ocean was only worth a dime.
It was such a hot afternoon, and getting someone to specially go and bring back a box of soda was worth more than a dime.
Although Yang Weimin didn't care about one or two yuan, this kind intention still touched him deeply. It was not in vain for him to treat them so well.
"Thank you for your hard work!"
Yang Weimin didn't argue anymore and shouted," Those who want to drink soda, come and get it yourself."”
"Good!"
"Thank you, Brother Yang!"
"Brother Yang is mighty!"
"Not bad, Little Yang!"
"Yang Gong is magnanimous and not as petty as some people.”
"I wish you all the best for getting into the eighth grade as soon as possible."
"Yes, yes, yes. I wish Engineer Yang a quick promotion to a Level 8 fitter!”
......
More than 100 people in the workshop were shouting. It was even more lively than the market. They were all thanking and congratulating Yang Weimin.
Yang Weimin and a few other team members helped distribute the food while maintaining order. Otherwise, it would be a mess if so many people swarmed in.
Yang Weimin didn't want any accidents to happen.
"Thank you, everyone. Don't squeeze. Everyone has a bottle.”
"Thank you, Brother Yang!"
"Thank you!"
However, the workers in the workshop were more disciplined. They did not rush forward. Instead, they lined up in three lines. They looked orderly and did not cause any trouble.
Yang Weimin's side was chatting and laughing, forming a sharp contrast with the few lonely people not far away.
Jia Dongxu and a few people who didn't get along with Yang Weimin in the past stood at the side and looked at him coldly.
"Humph, this Yang Weimin only passed the sixth grade.”
"That's right, he's actually so ostentatious!"
"This is a problem with his style. Should we report him?”
The one who asked this was Jia Dongxu. He wanted them to report it together, and it would be best if they could remove Yang Weimin's Level 6 fitter.
But Jia Dongxu didn't expect that after he asked this question, there would be an awkward silence. No one agreed with him.
Jia Dongxu saw this and said," Isn't it just a bottle of Arctic Ocean? You have the nerve to invite me!"
“？？？”
Everyone looked at Jia Dongxu as if he was an idiot. One bottle of Arctic Ocean was nothing, but 120 bottles of Arctic Ocean was not a small amount.
They wouldn't even buy one-tenth of it, let alone 120 bottles. They had never seen Jia Dongxu invite a passerby, not even a bottle of soda.
The few of them looked at each other and dispersed. Although they didn't like Yang Weimin, they didn't want to stay with Jia Dongxu, who was stingy and stupid.
"Hey, hey, don't go!"
Jia Dongxu still wanted to continue fanning the flames, but unfortunately, no one paid attention to him, leaving him alone in the same place.
" Bah!" Jia Dongxu said disdainfully." All of you are cowards. You only know how to talk."”
Jia Dongxu suddenly realized that Yi Zhonghai was not there just now. He looked around and found that Yi Zhonghai was actually queuing up.
"You call yourself a master! A bottle of Arctic Ocean bought you over!”
After cursing under his breath, Jia Dongxu left the workshop and pretended to go to the toilet. However, no one cared what he did or whether he drank soda.
Yi Zhonghai's status was not as low as Jia Dongxu's. Even if he did not like Yang Weimin, he would not show it so obviously.
Yi Zhonghai even wanted to congratulate Yang Weimin for getting into the sixth-grade fitter. The bottle of Arctic Ocean was not a necessity for Yi Zhonghai.
With Yi Zhonghai's salary, he could drink the Arctic Ocean like water.
Yi Zhonghai purposely lined up with Yang Weimin. Soon, it was Yi Zhonghai's turn. The friendly Yi Zhonghai smiled at Yang Weimin and said," Congratulations!”
Yang Weimin was a little surprised, but he quickly reacted and nodded." Thank you, Yi Gong.”
This time, it was Yi Zhonghai's turn to be stunned. Yang Weimin called him " Yi Gong " instead of " Master Yi."
It was as if he was pointing out the relationship between the two of them. Although " Yi Gong " was also a form of respect for Yi Zhonghai's skills, it was still a little inferior compared to " First Master."
One was a peer, and the other was a junior.
Many people in the workshop had started to call Yang Weimin " Yang Gong ". Under normal circumstances, Yang Weimin was so young and hadn't passed the seventh-grade fitter examination. He shouldn't be called " Yang Gong ".
However, it was precisely because Yang Weimin was young and promising that he also had this title. In the workshop, it was equivalent to being on equal footing with Yi Zhonghai.
Both of them were team leaders, so they were indeed equals.
Perhaps Yi Zhonghai could be considered as Yang Weimin's senior because he was a level higher than a fitter and had worked for more than ten years. However, Yang Weimin had to be willing to do so.
However, it was obvious that Yi Zhonghai had never taught Yang Weimin before. Yang Weimin's achievements today were mostly due to his own hard work and Chen Aijun's support. It had nothing to do with Yi Zhonghai.
Today, Yang Weimin could be said to not be inferior to Yi Zhonghai at all. In the past, because of Yi Zhonghai, he did not have a master and had to rely on himself to explore.
Yang Weimin remembered this debt in his heart.
Moreover, Yang Weimin did not have a good impression of the hypocritical Yi Zhonghai. When the time was right, Yang Weimin did not mind exposing Yi Zhonghai's hypocritical mask.
Even though Yi Zhonghai seemed to be offering an olive branch for reconciliation, Yang Weimin did not intend to be beaten up by someone with a stick and a sweet date.
Yang Weimin gave Yi Zhonghai a fake smile and said," Next, hurry up. We'll start work soon!"”
Yi Zhonghai's hand that had taken the soda was still frozen in the air. At this moment, he had no choice but to stand aside and watch Yang Weimin accept the congratulations of the other workers.
If Yi Zhonghai had known that it would have such an effect, he would have given him soda when he was promoted to Level 7. A dozen yuan was nothing to him.
However, if he were to specially give it to her now, it would seem deliberate, and the effect would not be that good.
Yi Zhonghai stood there for a while before returning to his desk. He casually put the Arctic Ocean aside and did not even look at it for the entire afternoon.
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