Although, the three of them didn't write their names,

However, Yang Jun still recognized Yang Yu's roll at a glance.

Because her words are the ugliest, like a dog's tail crawling.

Yang Qun's characters are the most neat, one stroke at a time, horizontal and vertical, and the volume is also the cleanest.

Although Yang Ling's handwriting is neat, it looks stiff and immature, and due to the slow writing, the next two major questions have not been completed.

Mr. Gao's correction of the paper was very fast, and in less than a minute, one paper was corrected.

He wrote the final score on the paper and handed it to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun hurriedly put down the teacup, took the roll and looked at it, ninety-nine points.

After reading the score, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

However, after laughing, he immediately looked for points on the paper.

He looked at it, and it turned out that the first two questions about reading pinyin and writing words were wrong.

It's not that she did it wrong, but that her handwriting was too sloppy, and she even wrote the words into one word, no wonder Teacher Gao made a mistake for her.

To be honest, Yang Jun is quite satisfied with this result.

He didn't expect Yang Laosi to make such great progress in just two months.

You know, when she was in school before, she often failed, a single digit is a common thing, and a two-digit number is a miracle.

"Teacher Gao, it's been a hard time."

When Yang Jun was proud, he did not forget to thank Gao Jingtao for his hard work in the past two months.

Gao Jingtao said while correcting the test papers: "I'm not worried about my academic performance, it's mainly this word......

He shook his head and said, "Starting next week, I'm going to set aside half an hour every day for them to practice big characters."

When Yang Jun heard this, he agreed very much, and immediately said,

"Okay, Mr. Gao, when the time comes, I will prepare the pen and paper in advance."

You must know that paper and pen are also a large consumption, especially paper, which is not something that ordinary families can consume.

Generally, if a child wants to buy an exercise book, he has to grind with his parents a week in advance, and the parents are impatient to spend five cents to buy a book.

Students study, let alone pens and ballpoint pens, even ordinary pencils are reluctant to buy, and sometimes, two people share a pencil until the pencil is only as long as a fingernail cover.

To practice large characters, blank paper is essential.

Mr. Gao made this suggestion to let Yang Jun prepare in advance, after all, it is also a large expense to persist for so many years.

While the two were talking, Mr. Gao finished correcting the other two test papers.

Yang Jun took it and took a look.

Yang Qun scored ninety-four points, and Yang Ling sixty-two.

He is very pleased with the results of his three children.

Yang Qun loves to learn, he is only eight years old this year, if he is in the normal school age, he should be in the fourth grade, and the fourth-grade students can score more than 90 points, which is already very good.

And Yang Ling, who is only seven years old this year, is indeed a bit out of class for her, but if she can pass the exam, she can be regarded as relatively good.

Yang Jun didn't expect that the children of their old Yang family were all talented in learning, Yang Liu was like this, and so were Yang Yu, Yang Ling, and Yang Qun.

As expected, I will definitely be able to enter a university in the future.

Yang Jun couldn't help but wonder if he would also pick up the textbook and get a college diploma in the future, but he immediately felt chills when he thought of his endless daily brushing of questions in his previous life.

He immediately gave up on the idea.

Don't blame yourself.

When Yang Jun saw the math results of the three of them come out, he was so happy that he didn't know how to express his feelings.

Yang Yu and Yang Qun have full marks, and Yang Ling is eighty-four.

The three of them all got good results, and even Gao Jingtao had a smile on his face.

In fact, he wanted these three children to do well in the exam more than anyone else, otherwise he would feel sorry for Yang Jun's salary.

At noon,

Yang Jun stayed at home and accompanied them to lunch before returning to the factory.

As soon as she arrived at the office, Wang Erwa chased after her.

"Old Yang, kill Pan?"

As soon as Wang Erwa came in, she pointed to the chess path under the coffee table.

"I'm not free, I have something to say."

Yang Jun thought that he hadn't done anything in the morning, and he still had a lot of documents to deal with, so how could he be in the mood to play chess with him.

"It's not enough, take out your tea leaves and make a pot of tea?" Wang Erwa said with a smile.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes, it turns out that your kid is playing chess fake, and it is true that you want to win tea.

He silently opened the drawer and found that the "old class chapter" was gone, and this time he remembered that the last time this kid had been swept up.

Reluctantly, he reached out and put it in his trouser pocket, and when he took it out, he had an extra bag of tea in his hand.

"Hey, no wonder I can't find it, I have it with me?"

Wang Erwa snatched the tea, brewed a cup by herself, looked at the rest of the tea, rolled his eyes, looked for a scrap newspaper, and left a little for Yang Jun.

Seeing this, Yang Jun didn't say anything.

Although this kid always stops by him, he still leaves some for him.

"Are you okay Cory? What are you running around with me?"

Yang Jun corrected the documents as he pushed the teacup over and motioned for him to make himself a cup of tea.

"I'm sure I'm looking for you."

Wang Erwa came over and poured water with a thermos: "Ma Wumei led eight people over, saying that you arranged it, is there such a thing?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately rejoiced.

Ma Wumei led eight people to report, and he guessed that other brothers must have followed, which was a big help.

"What do you think of those people?"

When Wang Erwa heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, her buttocks were next to the table, and she said with an excited look,

"Those few people don't have to say it, one in a hundred, at first glance, they are from the Lian family."

Wang Erwa pushed him: "Lao Yang, where did you get these baby bumps?"

"Now that you know it's a baby bump, hurry up and go through the entry procedures, oh, by the way, they directly enjoy the treatment of regular workers."

Ma Wumei's brothers also had formal jobs, and if they were treated as probationary workers, they would definitely not be able to say it, so let Wang Erwa go through the entry procedures directly in accordance with the formal worker standards.

Subsequently, Yang Jun told him about going to Ma Zhanshan's house last night.

After hearing this, Wang Erwa opened her mouth and said in surprise,

"Old Yang, you have regressed, if you put it aside, you can kick off the stake with one kick."

Yang Jun rolled his eyes, smiled bitterly, and sighed,

"A woman is a waster."

color, is a bone scraping steel knife.

Since getting married, people have become lazy.

He also felt that he was not as diligent as before, and he only ran five kilometers every day and ended his training hastily, and he didn't do the kicking movements before.

As soon as he thought of kicking, he immediately thought that it was time to install a stake at home, and he would be able to practice kicking when he came back from his run every day.

As soon as he thought of the pile, he immediately couldn't sit still.

Today, the stake must be settled.

Of course, the wooden stake will definitely not work, it will break after a few kicks, and an iron stake must be made.

He remembers that when he was a child, he practiced kicking with an iron stake, and later he joined the army, and the iron stake was sold by Wang Yuying as scrap.

Now, he is going to the workshop and ask the master to get him an iron stake.

He thought about it, and he had to do it.

He put down the pen and led Wang Erwa to the workshop.

came to a workshop and found Shao Deming, the director of the workshop.

As soon as Yang Jun told him about the situation, Shao Deming immediately led him to the warehouse to choose suitable materials.

Coming to a pile of steel plates, Shao Deming patted one of the steel plates,

"What do you think of this, Director?"

Yang Jun was even more satisfied when he saw that the material was steel.

Compared with the iron pillar, the gang is not easy to rust, and there will be rust stubble on it, which is not easy to hurt the legs.

There is a thumb-thick cylindrical hole under this steel disc, which at first glance is used to place bearings.

He stretched out his hands, spread his ten fingers, and measured the size with two, about thirty centimeters in diameter, which was very much in line with the standard of a stake.

"That's it." Yang Jun said with satisfaction.

Of course, it is definitely not possible to use the steel disc as a pillar directly, and it must be transformed before it can be used.

Subsequently, Yang Jun told him the parts that needed to be changed.

A one-meter-long arm-thick steel column was welded to the lower end of the steel column, and then four legs were welded around the perimeter to fix the shelf.

Shao Deming listened and wrote it down in his notebook carefully.

"Factory director, I can get it for you in two hours, where will I send you when you see it?"

Yang Jun thought for a while and said, "After you get it done, you don't have to worry about it, I'll just let the driver come and pull it when the time comes."

"Okay, Director, I'll do it right away."

"Wait a minute."

Yang Jun stopped him.

"Open an outbound order, and I'll go to the finance office to hand over the money."

"Factory director, it's not necessary, I'll just fill out a scrap list when the time comes." Shao Deming looked flattering.

"Director Shao, this is for my personal use, not for production in the factory, what's the matter with you filling in the scrap list?"

Yang Jun reprimanded with a serious face: "Put more effort into your work, don't think about those crooked ways all day long."

"Yes, yes, director, I was wrong, I'll give you a warehouse bill right away."

Shao Deming wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked away.

Seeing this, Wang Erwa twitched the corners of her mouth, looked at Shao Deming's back and said,

"Old Yang, do you want to check him?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Check a fart."

It's normal for subordinates to slap up with superiors, and you can't check people because of a scrap list, not to mention that people just say so and don't do that.

If he really asked Wang Erwa to investigate, who would work for him in the future.

"You go back, let the colt go to the driver's class to borrow a truck, and pull the steel stakes back for me to bury them."

After the steel pillar is welded, the trolley will definitely not be able to pull down, so it can only be used by the truck, and after pulling it back, he has to dig a pit in the yard and bury it, and he doesn't want people to know his home address, so he can only let the foal do it.

"Okay, no problem, I'll let the colt go back with Yang Anguo when the time comes."

In this factory, only Wang Erwa knows that Yang Anguo and Yang Jun are cousins, so there is no need to hide it when speaking in front of him.

The two waited for a while, and saw Shao Deming send the delivery list over.

Yang Jun took the slip and went to the finance office to pay the money.

The steel pillar weighed four or five hundred pounds, Shao Deming opened the bill according to the price of the finished product, and Yang Jun paid four hundred and fifty yuan in the financial office before he got the payment list.

After coming out, he called it really expensive.

It's almost a dollar a pound.

"Isn't the tea in your hands, are you still following ***?"

Yang Jun saw where he was and where Wang Erwa followed, and frowned,

Wang Erwa smashed his mouth and smiled at him,

"Lao Yang, the thirty-five-year-old daughter Red ......"

"Roll ......"

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