037 Conflict
After a steel plate is tempered, the thickness is uniform, and careful measurement will find that the thickness of each place is just one centimeter, and there is absolutely no mistake. The quality of the steel plate that Zhang Guohua punched out when he was in the best state is no more than that.
He stared at the steel plate tightly, and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Chang, you really haven't done it before?"
Chang Ming shook his head and said, "This one feels very good...... I'll try again. ”
In fact, now it's not just the feel, but the feeling of his whole body now can't be better!
The heat surged under the skin, and some of it spilled out along the pores, fused with the heat in the air, and then returned. After beating a steel plate and carrying out nearly half an hour of physical activity, he did not feel tired at all, as if he had taken a hot bath, extremely comfortable.
Ash is right, using entities to exercise is much better than simply stuffing in the room for physical exercises.
After the initial condensation, another mass of metal solution arrived in front of him. He swung his hammer again and did a new round of forging.
When he forged a steel plate, his whole body was immersed in a wonderful state, and he didn't think about what he should do at all, but moved freely with instinct. But this time, he was a little detached, and he wasn't fully immersed in it anymore.
Obviously, the effect of this forging is not as good as the last time, although the hammer is still wielded very strongly, and I don't feel particularly tired, but the posture of the steel plate stretching and tempering under the hammer is far less than the one just now.
After another new steel plate was played, Chang Ming frowned, this time the speed was faster than just now, it only took twenty minutes, but the quality of the steel plate was very average. There are more impurities than just now, the flexibility of the steel plate is not as good as just now, and the thickness is a little uneven in some places.
Zhang Guohua breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Chang Ming's depressed expression, and laughed: "It's okay, everyone is the same, there are times when the state is good, and there are times when the state is bad, a steel plate like this can already be used." ”
"Fart!"
A cold scolding came from not far away from the two of them, and at some point, a middle-aged man about forty years old walked into the metal workshop and stood next to them, his brows furrowed tightly, and his face full of disdain.
He strode over and kicked the steel plate away: "Can this kind of garbage be used? Zhang Guohua, are you stupid or don't want to do it? Let me tell you, I just want to use such rags to fill the number,
Even if you complete enough quantities, I can't give you money!"
Zhang Guohua's face tightened, and he pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Fu, but I ...... before."
This middle-aged man is Fu Mingli, the manager in charge of the metal workshop, and Fu Mingli, who is known as "Mingli". According to the regulations, the steward should go to the factory a little earlier every morning to check all kinds of equipment and materials. So Fu Mingli always arrived a little earlier than others.
He sneered and interrupted Zhang Guohua's words: "What was the case before? In the past, it was because of you waste that we always made such garbage, which dragged us back! Let me tell Zhang Guohua, this kind of garbage will not be able to pass with me in the future!"
At this time, the workers of the metal workshop had already come over, including workers who were in the same process as Zhang Guohua. As soon as they heard Fu Mingli's words, their faces changed.
Fu Mingli wants to improve the quality standards, that is, to increase their workload. In the past, the workload of their process was one of the largest in the whole factory, and now it will increase, not to mention Zhang Guohua, everyone else has to work overtime!
Obviously, Fu Mingli came for Zhang Guohua, they were purely affected by Zhang Guohua, thinking of this, many people looked at Zhang Guohua and became extremely unfriendly.
Zhang Guohua saw the gaze of the person next to him, and immediately became anxious: "Mr. Fu, you can't ask for this, boss......"
Fu Mingli interrupted him again: "What, you want to use the boss to press me? Let me tell you, I have the final say in the gold factory, you have the ability to call the boss and let him oppose me face to face, then I will obediently eat my words!"
Zhang Guohua was so anxious that he almost cried: "Mr. Fu, I have always respected you very much, but ......"
Fu Mingli sneered: "Respect me? joke, last time...... Hmph, in short, I will leave according to this regulation in the future!" He looked Zhang Guohua up and down, "If you want to ask for leave, you should accept it honestly! That kind of waste son, living is also a drag, or it is easy to get killed early!"
Zhang Guohua's forehead was bruised, and his fists were clenched. Fu Mingli looked at him with a sneer: "What, still not convinced? Say it out loud." There is no more of you in the gold factory, and there is no less of you, please take leave, you can, you want to leave before you finish your work, then don't come back in the future!"
As he spoke, he glared back at Zhang Guohua, the contempt and disdain in his eyes almost stabbing people.
Zhang Guohua glared at him viciously, his eyes were deeply bloodshot, and his lips were pursed tightly, almost spilling blood. His whole body was full of anger, but just like that, he still didn't dare to stand up and punch Fu Mingli. Because his wife and children are pointing to his salary, he needs this job, and he can't ruin his family because of a momentary anger!
In the end, he could only grit his teeth, clench his fists and bow his head, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "I, I will try!"
Chang Ming sighed in his heart. He understood Zhang Guohua's actions very well, and he didn't feel that he was cowardly at all. If it was his own business, he would have lost this job desperately, and he would have to give Fu Mingli a good look. That's because he is a bachelor, he doesn't have to worry about feeding the whole family alone, he has the ability in his hands, he is not afraid of going anywhere, and he doesn't need to suffer from this kind of idleness at all. But Zhang Guohua is different, a man who has to carry the burden of the whole family......
He stood behind Zhang Guohua and silently pinched his arm to express his wordless support. His move was seen by Fu Mingli, his triangular eyes were raised, and he swept over coldly: "Who are you? You are not from our gold factory, get out!"
Chang Ming's heart flickered, but he glanced at Zhang Guohua and endured it again: "My name is Chang Ming, and I am an independent studio." ”
Hearing the five words in the independent workshop, Fu Mingli raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "Chang Ming...... Oh, I've heard the name. You're the arrogant boy who made a lot of noise when you first entered the woodworks. Genius, ha, genius!"
He spat on the ground, his face full of disdain, and his face was blank: "It doesn't matter where you are, in short, you are not from the gold factory, who told you to come here? Get out!"
As he spoke, he glanced at the steel plate that Chang Ming had typed out for the second time, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chang Ming gritted his teeth, but smiled: "Mr. Fu, right? You promised Lao Zhang to do four more days of work, so you can take two more days off, this still counts, right?"
Fu Mingli sneered: "Count, of course." My old man is the most trustworthy, and he never counts what he says!"
Chang Ming smiled again: "But this job, I didn't say that Lao Zhang had to do it himself, right?"
Fu Mingli glanced him up and down: "What, you want to help him do it? Yes, of course you can! But——"
He kicked the steel plate just now, "This kind of garbage, don't come out and be embarrassed!"
Chang Ming said: "It's better than this, I know." What kind of quality standards are exact, can you elaborate on them?"
Fu Mingli said without hesitation: "The impurity content cannot exceed 10%, and the fluctuation of the thickness standard cannot exceed three millimeters!"
The workers next to them were in an uproar, and they were swept away by Fu Mingli's gaze, and under the prestige, everyone's grievances were hidden, and their eyes at Zhang Guohua were a little more unkind.
Chang Ming said, "Okay!" He turned his head and asked, "Lao Zhang, when are you going back?"
Zhang Guohua said hesitantly: "The original reservation was to ...... in two days."
Chang Ming nodded and said, "Okay, in those two days, I'll come over to take your place." ”
Fu Mingli sneered and said, "Wait! You want to help, okay, I promise! But there are two things I have to tell you first." ”
He held up a finger: "First, don't try to test the materials of our gold factory for you, after you come in, every time you do something bad, when you buy the materials yourself, the money will be deducted from your salary, and after the deduction is over, you have to pour money to the factory!"
Chang Ming nodded.
He raised another finger: "Second, you have to keep your own work steady! It's not easy to get into the independent workshop, but it's easy to get out!"
There was a clear threat in his eyes, and it was clear that there was something in his words. Chang Ming smiled as if he didn't understand: "Okay, I know, thank you for your concern!"
Fu Mingli took another sip, turned around with his hands behind his back, and left.
Zhang Guohua hesitated and said to Chang Ming: "Xiao Chang, I think it's better to forget it." It's my business, I can't get you involved. Mr. Fu is an intermediate organ master, and he has a very high status in the factory, and if you offend him, you will not have a good time in the future. ”
Chang Ming smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Lao Zhang, haven't you seen it yet? I've already offended him! It's okay, if you offend, you can offend, everyone eats according to their ability, at least they have to pass the current level first!"
Zhang Guohua glanced at the steel plate next to him and said, "But ......"
Chang Ming said: "It's okay, isn't it just a bad job and a loss of money? Spending this little money to practice your hands is worth it! By the way, Lao Zhang, what did he say about his previous affairs?"
Zhang Guohua sighed: "It's the last holiday, my wife just got sick, and she was very tight, so she didn't give him a gift, and he remembered it......"
Chang Ming raised his eyebrows: "Just because of this, you don't care about people's lives and deaths?" Hmph, hum!"
He glanced at Fu Mingli's back, this Fu Mingli is really as "reasonable" as the legend!
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