"Good young man, who is your master?"

Liu Dazhuang felt that Wei Ping'an at this time might be able to climb the third-level standard.

"I don't have a master, I'm self-taught."

"Oh?"

Liu Dazhuang wanted to ask again, but Xu Hongbing suddenly pulled Liu Dazhuang aside and muttered a few words.

Then, it was a bit complicated for Liu Dazhuang to look at Wei Ping'an again.

Sun Dahai had already retired at this time.

Wei Ping'an's success has nothing to do with Sun Dahai.

Sun Dahai lost the reward of his apprenticeship and failed to add a magnificent stroke to his resume before he retired.

The selfishness was too heavy, and the heart of gain and loss was too strong, so he did not accept Wei Ping'an.

Instead, it's perfunctory.

Even if he insisted on 'claiming' the credit, the workshop director and the workers of the third workshop were not fools.

Sun Dahai really dares to rectify it, it is definitely pouring dirty water on himself.

"If you work hard in the second half of the year, your salary will be forty."

Liu Dazhuang cherished his talents, and when he was leaving, he still stopped and patted Wei Ping'an's shoulder.

Back to the courtyard.

Many people look at Wei Ping'an differently.

Level 2 fitter.

The income is already very impressive.

And he lives alone, he belongs to himself, the whole family is not hungry, and the pressure of life is almost none.

You must know that the three great masters of Yan Bugui at this stage have a per capita monthly cost of living of a little more than 5 yuan, and they are still eating coarse grains at every meal, and they want to get some meat in their mouths, which is based on a quarterly cycle.

As for Wei Ping'an, his monthly living expenses are more than 7 times that of the Yan family.

The feeling of having crossed over to another class.

But there was a lot of strangeness and abomination accumulated before.

There are so many that I want to take the initiative to say hello to Wei Ping'an, and my face can't help but get hot.

I could only watch Wei Ping'an slowly enter the Hanging Flower Gate all the way, pass through the hall, and return to his east room.

The reason why it is straightforward......

Well, Wei Ping'an was carrying a fathead fish longer than half an arm in his left hand, and a large lump of things wrapped in butter paper in his right hand.

The grease soaked the paper, and it looked like meat or something.

At least ten pounds.

It must be that he made the cut and went home to celebrate.

It's a pity that he closes the door and eats delicious food alone, and he doesn't plan to invite others to participate in the banquet.

Thinking of Wei Ping'an's house, many people can't help but feel pantothenic acid in their hearts.

In the entire courtyard, He Yuzhu and Wei Ping'an have the most generous accommodation conditions.

Originally, there was only He Yuzhu, but now Wei Ping'an has surpassed him.

It's because of He Yuzhu's impulsiveness.

Wei Ping'an is worth it this time.

Since being pried by the Jia family and beating his daughter-in-law, Wei Ping'an seems to have opened his mind.

And the Jia family and the stupid Zhu family, who were hostile to him, were correspondingly unlucky.

He Yuzhu is still self-inflicted.

And Jia Dongxu of the Jia family has recently been a laughing stock in the alley.

Not one of them.

It's kind of sending the frieze to the ancestral house - unlucky to get home.

The rib wishbone was not yet healed, so he was helped to get out of bed, and a few days after the New Year, he was 'tripped' by the last small pile of residual snow and broke his ankle bone.

I heard that the leaders of the factory sent people to come to see him, and it is estimated that if he continues like this, he will have to consider transferring him.

Not long after, in the corner where Wei Ping'an lived, there was a strong aroma of food.

To put it more strictly than to describe, it is not the smell of food, but the smell of meat.

The sweetness of braised fathead fish, the fragrance of braised pork ribs in sauce.

Wei Ping'an became a second-level fitter, and watched his salary cross three big black tens, move towards four, and are about to reach ......

Among the people who are greedy and can't afford any cheapness, there is a category with extremely poor morality, and they began to arrange Wei Ping'an, a young man.

In the eyes of many vulgar and ordinary people, where there are strengths, there must be weaknesses.

It is estimated that the contradiction of materialism is a whole as an argument and reasoned out of thin air.

Thereupon......

Even if Wei Ping'an, who was a man in the third generation, did not publish literature again to earn manuscript fees, and made inventions and creations to improve his life, he was not rewarded by the Ministry of Metallurgy......

But he was still hated by others, and embarked on the road of being 'slandered' and 'slandered' to humiliate his reputation.

Different means to the same end.

Selfish, unhelpful, greedy for pleasure, not knowing how to live, peeking at other people's daughters-in-law, bullying widows' children......

In the front, Wei Ping'an let it go, although there was no evidence, but from another point of view, it was barely touched.

I didn't care about my neighbors, and it barely makes sense to put aside the reasons why my neighbors have never taken care of themselves and are still in trouble.

It's kind of a fabrication.

Not being helpful is tantamount to selfishness.

greedy for pleasure and don't know how to live......

Well, no problem.

Big fish and big meat every day, in the eyes of outsiders, they just don't know how to live.

But Wei Ping'an naturally won't say that everything is a cover-up.

There are so many things in my own space, I can't have more.

No matter how much you squander, you won't sit and eat nothing.

can peek at the little daughter-in-law and bully the widow's children......

Where does this begin?

In this era, the reputation is still comparable to the second life, and it is a forbidden area that all people living in the flower family will not touch as much as possible.

Maybe someone thinks that Wei Ping'an is almost old enough to get married.

has the intention to prevent him from starting a family, so he will instigate the people around him to 'break the news' of this kind of unwarranted scandal.

It is used to prevent matchmakers and school-age women from really taking a fancy to Wei Ping'an.

If you are vicious with your intentions, your heart can be punished.

Wei Ping'an faintly sensed the will of the world in this world.

And although he is not the protagonist, he is not rejected by the will of the world.

If you screen carefully, it seems that there are still traces of continuous fine-tuning.

This made Wei Ping'an think thoughtfully.

The courtyard space of the previous life.

Wei Ping'an felt the existence of many mixed sons of the world, and at those times, Wei Ping'an could sense that he was not recognized by the will of the world.

Or rather, some rejection.

And the third life is a person, and this sense of rejection is gone.

Perhaps it is also a result of a qualitative change in one's own ability.

Wei Ping'an can't figure it out, but there is no need to pay much attention to the source, as long as it is possible to strengthen himself bit by bit, he will record it and try to strengthen himself in many ways.

"Xiao Wei, the factory office will let you go, you will put aside the work at hand first, hurry up."

In the workshop, Xu Hongbing trotted over and informed Wei Ping'an to go to the factory office.

Wei Ping'an stopped what he was doing and walked out of the third workshop.

No one took the initiative to greet Wei Ping'an along the way.

But there are many people who are curious about gossip, and they all look at him secretly.

Most of them are in a state of mind.

Eyes can't deceive people.

Because Wei Ping'an didn't plan to have too much contact with the workers in the rolling mill this time.

What he has been thinking about is finding an opportunity to change the environment, and then finally change to a position that is qualified and has an excuse to travel around the country.

It's just that there is not much chance in these two years.

He intends to wait until next year.

On the eve of the famine, wait for the second half of next year, when the omen has been revealed, and seize that opportunity.

That opportunity, which is not a chance, was unintentionally revealed when I chatted with Brother Lin Youqian in the last world, and listened to his nostalgia and emotion.

Wei Ping'an knew very little other information, and planned to seize the opportunity in the third quarter of next year, which was closest to his timeline.

Ignoring the various glances of the workshop workers.

Wei Ping'an also deliberately paid more attention to his two apprentices in the previous life, Ding Lijun and Zhang Baoqiang.

Because there is no contact in this life, there is curiosity in their eyes, and it is only curiosity.

It's just that there is no banter and disdain in his eyes, which makes Wei Ping'an feel a little better.

At least the character is still as passable as ever.

The office of the rolling mill is on the third floor.

The reason for calling Wei Ping'an over is also very simple.

Four words to describe: people are terrible.

It was the director of the propaganda department of the factory who was the main communicator, and An Zhiyong, the deputy chief of the security section, was an assistant observer and a routine inquiry.

There is also persuasion.

Wei Ping'an kept his character most of the time and was silent.

More with a nod of the head.

It makes the whole atmosphere of persuasion look particularly bleak.

The whole process took more than an hour.

Finally, in the cough of the deputy chief of the security section prompting the time, Wei Ping'an was instructed to leave.

He went down to the first floor, prepared to go around the back door, cross the path between the cafeteria and the warehouse, and take a shortcut back to the workshop.

And then......

Not surprisingly, the unexpected happened.

Between the last row of the warehouse and the third workshop, there is a separate small courtyard.

It was the site of a place called the Experimental Workshop.

A lot of experts from the Lao Maozi Federation and the technical trainees they carry with them go to work.

An ordinary second-line fitter like Wei Ping'an at this time is not allowed to enter.

The security guards at the gate pavilion are not the porters, but the veterans of the security department who are loaded with guns and ammunition.

A figure ran over with a cardboard box in its arms.

Wei Ping'an leaned against the root of the wall and got out of the way of the way for the people to sprint.

However, the other party seemed to die on purpose, and in three steps, his body deviated by almost 90 degrees, and finally rubbed against Wei Ping'an's shoulder.

Wei Ping'an stood still and did not move.

The box fell to the ground, and there was a crisp sound of steel crashing against each other and the ground.

"Hey, how did you walk, you broke my carefully laid precision parts......"

Wei Ping'an had already stopped and stood still without moving.

But his brow furrowed.

Apparently it was deliberately bumped into.

Wei Ping'an looked at where he was standing.

The right shoulder is less than 2 cm below the wall.

The left shoulder was rubbed by the other party, if it wasn't for the other party's 'stumbling' and then turning half of his body, if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't dodge it.

This guy just hit the wall.

The cliff is deliberate.

Although Wei Ping'an's spatial projection ability has shrunk, it is the area that has shrunk, not the quality.

There is a mushroom umbrella-shaped part in the chest.

The umbrella is hollowed out in many places, and many of the joints are brittle and thin, while the pole is in the state of spiral screws.

At this point, four or five cutouts on the umbrella broke down.

Wei Ping'an frowned and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was obviously touching himself and was about to shirk his responsibility, with a big black mole in his jaw, and two black hairs on it.

Wearing a tunics with four pockets, he looks like an intellectual and a petty official.

And Wei Ping'an saw that the clothes behind this man were all collapsed.

Soaked in sweat.

Vests, shirts and coats, all soaked.

And touch the porcelain to fall on the ground of the device.

Wei Ping'an saw it at a very responsible glance with the level of the chief engineer.

It's not a break at all, it's a problem with the manufacturing process.

In other words, this thing was broken when it was first made.

It has nothing to do with him.

But because this guy turned almost 90 degrees and rubbed his shoulder, he now plans to force this problem to be related to himself.

"Brother security, come here."

Wei Ping'an stood still and did not move.

didn't pay attention to the unruly and high-profile porcelain player, but shouted at the little doorman in the experimental workshop.

The little soldier saw this, as if he had reported something to the people in the sentry box, and then he was allowed to run in the standard posture that the troops had trained.

"Excuse me, please remember the position of both sides after I collided with this comrade."

As soon as Wei Ping'an's words came out, the middle-aged man on the other side turned pale when he touched the porcelain.

"You want to cheat, don't you? I also said that both of them moved after the collision. ”

Wei Ping'an didn't respond, and he didn't even bother to look at the other party.

The little warrior looked at the legs of both sides, then at the wall and a tree, and then tapped his head a few times.

Wei Ping'an saw that he was muttering, and eighty percent was counting the number of reference objects and the number of bricks where he stayed.

Finally, the little soldier took a look at the falling box.

The young man also saw the little soldier go to see the box in hindsight.

He took a step forward, very deliberately, and with a less tactful kick he kicked the box into the middle of the road.

The box stirred twice, then snapped to a halt again.

Wei Ping'an did not stop him.

"Alright, then, please continue your performance."

Wei Ping'an stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

However, the middle-aged black man froze.

Because the experimental workshop ran out of the inside, two people.

A middle-aged man who looks about the same as him, and a beard.

If someone else sees a beard, they will think that this is an old man.

Only Wei Ping'an could see at a glance that this person was younger than the two middle-aged people.

Merely......

Well, it's not like a native of the flower planter.

Like an old hairy bear man of the Woolly Federation.

Really.

The person who came spoke in broken Chinese: "What's the matter, Li, why are you so careless?" ”

The bearded man focused on this part.

Seeing the parts on the ground and the boxes buckled on the road not far away, I looked anxious and regretful.

"Teacher, it's not me, it's it, it's him, it's him who hit me while walking, and he broke it."

"Oh? How did you get here? I want you to give me a reasonable reason. ”

The bearded man turned his head, looked at Wei Ping'an, and asked.

"I am a worker in the third workshop, and I was called by the factory office to inquire, and then I am ready to return to the workshop."

"Why don't you take the big road, but this way?"

"Near."

The bearded man shook his head, not knowing what to think: "I'm sorry, please come with me first." I think we need a more plausible reason. ”

"Okay."

After Wei Ping'an finished speaking, he stomped in front of everyone.

Bang!

The four people other than Wei Ping'an were all taken aback.

Especially the middle-aged man who touched the porcelain, his face was a little pale and faint, and his whole body trembled a little.

When Wei Ping'an walked away from the base of the wall and walked towards the experimental workshop with the bearded man, the little soldier subconsciously looked at the position where Wei Ping'an had stomped just now.

Then, his eyebrows furrowed, and his pupils twitched slightly.

There, there is a whole footprint.

It's like it's printed in place.

There were no signs of shattering around.

Suddenly it felt a little scary. (End of chapter)