This seam was too perfect.
How could a second-grade worker be like this?
The team leader couldn't believe it.
He checked several pieces in a row and found that they were all of uniform quality.
The team leader took a hammer and knocked on the filled seams.
It was not necessarily good to dry quickly and look good on the surface.
Because some welders would cheat.
After filling up a seam, he didn't need to use a hammer to remove the impurities. This way, he didn't need to repair the welding.
The team leader was an old welder who had been around for more than ten years, so he was very familiar with such things.
He hammered the seams of several parts.
No iron residue seeped out.
It meant that Zhang Bingye had completed the welding task steadily and with good quality.
The team leader was really surprised this time.
He looked up at Zhang Bingye and smiled.
"Not bad, Bingye. Where did you learn this?”
"It's a waste to put you in this position.”
"With this skill of yours, you can pass the Level 3 Welder Assessment with your eyes closed.”
The team leader gently punched Zhang Bingye's shoulder with his fist.
"Team Leader, can I learn how to use a welding machine after I finish my work?”
Zhang Bingye smiled.
"If you can guarantee this quality, I won't care about you.”
"Alright, you can rest."
The team leader joked and continued to patrol the other posts.
Working in the workshop was very simple. If they could complete the task with quality and quantity, then everything would be fine.
If they wanted to play tricks, then sorry, they would harm the entire team of workers. No one could agree to it.
Moreover, Zhang Bingye was only in his early twenties, but he had already mastered the welding technique to such a proficient level.
There would definitely be developments in the future.
Perhaps in a few years, he would become the technical backbone of the welding class.
How could the team leader make things difficult for him?
Zhang Bingye squatted down and continued to study the big welding machine.
When it was almost noon.
"Everyone, stop what you're doing. Director, come over and say a few words.”
A few squad leaders shouted.
Everyone stopped what they were doing.
The workshop director, Wang Quanzhi, walked over.
"I have a piece of news to tell everyone. A batch of parts has arrived in the factory and we need the welders to help us with the welding.”
"Time is tight and the task is important. Yang Chang specially instructed everyone to be alert.”
"All Level 4 welders who know how to perform dioxygen welding and argon-arc welding are required to participate. Other low-level welders who know these two welding techniques can also apply to participate.”
"Yang Chang promised that if the mission is successfully completed, everyone will get a pound of meat.”
"Outstanding workers will be rewarded handsomely.”
Wang Quanzhi paused.
Everyone in the welding class whispered to each other.
The high-level welders were all delighted.
The reward of a pound of meat was too attractive.
Many of the low-level welders were envious. They hated themselves for not knowing the techniques of oxygen dioxide welding and argon-arc welding.
Otherwise, he could have performed well.
A few squad leaders pulled the manpower.
At last glance, there were less than twenty people.
The workshop director, Wang Quanzhi, frowned.
With less than twenty people, it would be difficult to complete the mission.
"Is there anyone else who wants to sign up?"
Wang Quanzhi asked.
"Director, I want to sign up."
Zhang Bingye raised his hand.
He had thought about it for a while and felt that it would be beneficial for him to stand out.
Zhang Bingye didn't care about a pound of meat.
As a worker of the rolling mill, he should stand up when there was an urgent task in the rolling mill.
The factory belonged to the country, and it was also the workers 'home. If something happened at home, of course, they had to help.
Another thing was that Zhang Bingye was preparing to take the grade 7 welders exam.
It was too shocking for a Level Two Welder to take the test for a Level Seven Welder.
However, if he showed off his skills now and showed that he was beyond the level of a fourth-grade welder…
It wouldn't be too hard for him to accept the fact that he was going to take the Grade 7 Welder examination in the future.
In this era, the workers and peasants were powerful and respected.
When he displayed his technical ability, the people around him would truly admire him.
Hiding it was not Zhang Bingye's doing.
Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Bingye.
"Who is this kid? Why haven't I seen him before?”
Someone was puzzled.
"Zhang Bingye, a second-class welder from our department.”
"Young people are so arrogant."
Liu Haizhong's eyes were filled with contempt as he scolded the person beside him.
"He's only a Level 2 Welder, and he dares to take this job.”
"You must be crazy for the limelight."
"It's such a serious mission. The director will definitely be angry if he does this.”
"Young people nowadays really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth.”
The group of welders discussed animatedly.
He felt that Zhang Bingye was too ridiculous.
Even a Level 3 Welder didn't dare to step forward to accept the job.
A Level Two Welder dared to raise his hand.
Playing.
"Young man, you're quite ambitious. What's your name?”
The workshop director, Wang Quanzhi, heard everyone's discussion and pursed his lips.
Wang Quanzhi didn't think highly of a second-grade welder who stood up to accept the task.
However, he did not get angry, lest he dampen the enthusiasm of the others.
"Director, my name is Zhang Bingye. I'm from the second team of the Welder Section.”
Zhang Bingye answered.
"Bingye is an employee of our group.”
"This year is the third year of joining the Welder Class. I'm already a Level 2 Welder and I'm very eager to learn.”
Zhang Bingye's squad leader explained hurriedly.
She was afraid that Wang Quanzhi would have a bad impression of the second squad.
"He's a second-grade welder at such a young age.”
"Is there anyone else who wants to sign up?"
Wang Quanzhi smiled and praised Zhang Bingye.
He did not mention it again.
He also felt that Zhang Bingye would not be able to take this job.
"Director, I know both oxygen dioxide and argon-arc welding. I want to give it a try.”
Zhang Bingye spoke again.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The director's words meant that he wouldn't let you take on any jobs.
Can't you tell?
He really didn't know when to retreat.
"Zhang Bingye, you're just a second-grade welder.”
"If you want to be in the limelight, then practice your skills properly.”
"We have so many high-level welders. Which one of us didn't study diligently and advance step by step?”
"As a senior welder, I advise you not to take shortcuts.”
Liu Haizhong seized the opportunity and jumped out.
He would attack Zhang Bingye and show his face in front of the department director.
"Old Liu is right. Young people need to learn more. If they don't learn the skills, it's useless to talk big.”
"It's good for young people to have momentum.”
"Zhang Bingye is already very outstanding. If you continue to work hard, you'll have a chance to perform when you get a fourth-grade professional title in two years.”
A group of experienced welders with titles above level four spoke up one after another.
Some people affirmed, while others advised.
Everyone was a worker. Those who had malicious intentions were, after all, the minority.
"I have mastered oxygen dioxide and argon-arc welding since a year ago.”
"If you don't believe me, you can test me on the spot.”
Zhang Bingye was neither humble nor arrogant.
He didn't have the air of being praised, nor did he have the shame of being reprimanded.
Hearing Zhang Bingye's words.
Everyone was even more surprised. After the surprise, they were doubtful.
She felt that Zhang Bingye was getting more and more ridiculous.
Since you mastered oxygen dioxide welding and argon-arc welding a year ago, why didn't you go to heaven?
"Zhang Bingye, right? This young man has a lot of drive.”
"Someone come and test him. If he really has some skills, it's a good thing for our welding class.”
the workshop director said.
Once the director spoke, the other welders tactfully stopped talking.
Liu Haizhong curled his lips and snorted coldly.
She felt that Zhang Bingye was too arrogant.
A Level Two Welder wanted to do the work of a Level Four Welder.
He would definitely become the joke of the welding class.
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