In the next half month, Ertong spent the next six months worried that he would not eat well and sleep uneasy. When he was intimate with Suqin, he was often absent-minded. Suqin had no choice but to know that this child was honest and afraid of this uncertain situation. But as long as the technician passed the exam, he would feel at ease in his heart whether he succeeded or not, so he didn't care much about him.
It was the end of the month and June was getting closer and closer. Ertong was getting more and more nervous. When there were three or four days left in the month. One night, Ertong just entered the workshop and worked overtime, the squad leader excitedly walked over with a piece of paper: Fill in this soon, I will sign it to the supervisor and hand it over to register. The squad leader seemed to Bill Tong even more excited: After the supervisor signed, you can no longer turn on the machine and concentrate on following Lao Hu for internship until the 14th exam. There will be more than half a month left.
Ertong took it and saw that it was the registration form for applying for the technician exam, but he was completely unhappy. He clamped the application form and was depressed and the squad leader immediately found something wrong. Now he was very talkative, and he seemed to have too much concern for his subordinates: What's wrong? I've been watching you these days, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the family? No... Is it because of my discomfort? How many days will I give you a vacation? No? That's right? You've been away this month, right? I saw you two or three times and I've seen you pull a beautiful girl with you... I shouldn't say this, but the old saying is good, it's a bone-scraping steel knife... I'm also from you at this age, I understand, I just need to be a little more restrained... At least I've been tolerant of this period before the exam...
Ertong was so amused that he had to say: No, Brother Yang, where do you want to go? I am? Oh, I was smoking in the toilet one day when I was last night shift. I saw it for the manager of the skin and went to him to apply for this now, I am afraid I can't pass...
The squad leader was stunned for a moment and said suspiciously: Are you sure it was him? He caught the smoker. Why didn’t he hear the news for so long? He didn’t mention it to me... It’s wrong. Last year, he caught two smokers in our class, but immediately called me over and took them over and deducted those two people for two hundred each. Did you make a mistake?
Ertong thought about it carefully and did not know the supervisor, so he ignited hope again: I saw three red collars on his neck, must he be a supervisor, right? He is not tall, he looks like a teacher, not like a physical work...
That said, it should be him. The squad leader grabbed his short hair and couldn't figure it out: This is really strange, but he is an action-oriented person, so he no longer struggles, but made an arrangement: It's useless to worry about it, no matter whether it's right or not, you have to apply, right? Don't think so much, he didn't pursue it. There must be a reason. You go to see him with me later, and I will try to say a few good things to you.
Now that things have come to this point, Ertong has to bite the bullet and get on. Soon he fills out the form and follows the squad leader to the supervisor's office.
After the squad leader knocked on the door, Ertong felt that his breathing was about to suffocate. Soon, a gentle voice came from the door: Come in
The squad leader patted Ertong on the shoulder, signaled him to calm down, and then pushed open the door
As soon as he entered the door, Ertong saw the pile of paper materials on the desk and was sitting there. The last time he ran into Ertong smoking in the toilet was not lucky. He was indeed the squad leader of the Pi looked at him and understood the situation. He quickly stepped forward and said: Supervisor Pi, I will take our class to apply to be a technician.
Manager Pi raised his head, kept pen in his hand, looked at Ertong, and his eyes flashed with surprise and smiles. Then he whispered to his desk again, and asked: Yang Heng, there are people in your class who want to take the exam this time. I have no hope. His voice is soft and there is a gentle meaning.
It seems that Ertong, a manager with a good temper, felt a little relieved, and the class monitor smiled and said: Yes, this young man is very good, smart and willing to learn, and can endure hardships and complete the task in advance during the probation period, ensuring quality and quantity. He takes the initiative to follow our old Hu to learn the work of a technician in his spare time... The class monitor said desperately, praising Ertong so much that Ertong felt a little embarrassed to hear it, and he was grateful that the class monitor was really trying hard to help him. No matter whether he could become a technician or not, he must thank the class monitor well.
OK, I understand. After the squad leader finally finished speaking, Director Pi smiled and nodded: You are busy online, you can go back first. Then he said to Ertong: Wait for me for a while, I will finish writing this report
The squad leader was surprised, but he still agreed, then patted Ertong's back gently, and used his eyes to signal him not to be nervous. Even the abnormal left eye could see the warmth in Ertong's heart. He nodded vigorously, so the squad leader opened the door and left the office with a slight move.
It became quiet for a moment. The roar of the workshop was isolated outside the door, and it seemed to become very far away. Only the sound of the airflow of the air conditioner and the rustling sound of the skin manager writing were heard. Ertong's sweat was half dry and half wet. Now, when the cold wind of the air conditioner was blown, the clothes became cold and tightly pressed against her body. It was very difficult to deal with, but what was even more difficult to deal with was that she didn't know what to deal with next.
Fortunately, Director Pi didn't ask him to wait for too long before he stopped writing, sorted out the report, then took Ertong's application form and smiled and said: Do you want to be a technician
Yes, before the fairy tale was finished, I opened my eyes wide in surprise, looked at Director Pi in disbelief, and was stunned.
When Manager Pi asked him, he used the local accent that he was very familiar with.
I don’t know how long it took, but Ertong judged from the smile on Manager Pi that he had heard it wrong. He stuttered and asked: Manager Pi, you too...
I am from Crab Grotto. The manager of Pi smiled and said: Sit, where are you from?
I'm from the Pine Trees! All of Ertong's worries disappeared: We're very close to each other
Well, I just climbed over Dazhanzi Mountain and sat down? Why did I stand? The manager of Pi tapped the desk on the desk with his pen and urged Ertong to sit down. He knew that he would be angry if he refused, so he had to sit down opposite him in a regular manner: I didn't expect to meet fellow villagers here. We are really from the same village. I remembered that when I was in high school in the village, our teacher often said that there was a little Pi who used to be poor and had a very hard study. Every week he carried rice and walked 30 to 40 miles of mountain road to school... Could it be you?
Manager Pi smiled faintly: Maybe it was me
Ertong became excited: Our teacher said, you were admitted to a good university in Beijing, and now you bought a house and a car in the city, and became a city man! You asked us to learn from you! I didn't expect to see you now! He rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he saw his idol's fans, and he just rushed to ask for an autograph.
Manager Pi's smile suddenly became lonely: A prestigious university... is just a 1985-year-old city man... I have to pay the mortgage alone for the rest of my life, which made the teacher disappointed him. He seemed unwilling to continue this topic: I graduated from university and have never met a fellow villager. But finally, I met someone who saw that you were sweating profusely when you first came in. If you don't have to be so nervous, it must be Yang Heng and the others who said that they were like eating people and not vomiting bones?
Ertong thought about it, but he still honestly confessed: That business that is not about the squad leader was the last time I smoked in the toilet, called and saw it...
Supervisor Pi shook his head: Hi, it turns out that you were worried that you would have said hello to you if you knew about this.
Ah? Ertong was confused and smiled awkwardly: I heard you call me and talk to your hometown dialect that day. I wanted to say hello to you, but I heard you call someone and sister. Right, what you said next is not suitable for me to continue listening... so I left
Well, I'm calling my sister. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have violated discipline... Ertong's apology was halfway through, and suddenly reacted, and waved his hands with blushing eyes: Ahhhh! No! Supervisor Pi, you're wrong. She is my wife, not my real sister! She is half a year older than me. I was used to calling my sister when I was a child!
Manager Pi opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he laughed loudly. Ertong couldn't help laughing. Manager Pi laughed and handed Ertong a cigarette: I'm too worried, I'm sorry to make a mistake.
Ertong waved his hand quickly: How dare I smoke?
Manager Pi shook his head, his expression a little sad: After something happened to your class, I plan to stop caring about your smoking. No matter whether you are my fellow villager or not, I will not pursue it.
Ertong had to get up, took the cigarette with both hands and lit one himself, handed the lighter over, and lit the cigarette. After taking a sip, Ertong comforted clumsyly: That's not your responsibility.
Manager Pi nodded and quieted for a while before he spoke again: We are responsible, although no one has to pursue it, we can't get over it. I figured it out, you are all fighting for machines and raw materials. You can't help but try to do more. You can't stand it, and you won't be able to go to the toilet to smoke. You are not energetic and can't make anything, and it's easy to get into trouble. Speaking of this, Manager Pi vomited smoke and waved his hand casually: No matter what you can, don't care, as long as the output quality is fine.
Speaking of Lao Huang's accident, both of them were feeling a little depressed, but the supervisor Pi changed the topic first and smiled and said: Ah, you are here to apply for the technician exam. After that, he signed Ertong's application form and gave it to Ertong: Just ask Yang Heng to submit it to the exam, you don't have to turn on the computer anymore, concentrate on studying.
Ertong took the application form. Although the old worries had disappeared, new worries came one after another. The thin piece of paper seemed to have a huge weight, which made his hands tremble. The skinny supervisor saw his nervousness and said calmly and kindly: You don’t have to worry that the factory will not get stuck. The gap in technicians is big. As long as the ability is almost the same, Yang Heng, who has passed by, said, "Don’t you say hello to a few people in charge of this matter." It's absolutely foolproof.
Ertong felt a little relaxed and stood up and bowed: Thank you, Director Pi for your help.
Manager Pi sighed: I didn't help you, I'm also helping myself, helping the factory, and helping other workers. If there are enough technicians, that's the one in your class... He changed the topic again: I can guarantee you to pass the written test in the factory, so it depends on you.
Ertong was a little surprised: Written test?
Manager Pi lowered his head and started to read something in the drawer. He replied: Yes, it’s the entire group, and I can’t do anything about the exams that have been concentrated in several factories. Don’t worry, it’s not difficult. It’s just to take some basic knowledge about mechanical machine tools, English and mathematics... Those machine tools programs do not have Chinese... You are a high school student, so there is no big problem, I guess you don’t have the theoretical foundation of machine tools. This is impossible to compare with those who graduate from vocational high schools majoring in machinery and technical secondary school.
Beads of sweat as big as beans burst out from Ertong's forehead
Sure enough, here, the supervisor finally took out an old notebook from the drawer and handed it to Ertong through the table: This is the note I took when I was not a supervisor before. Look, it should be helpful. You can take it back before the exam.
Ertong took the notebook and turned on a page, but found that the paper had turned yellow, and the edges and corners were rolled up. In addition to the dense text, the notebook also drew many simple diagrams.
This worn notebook is the result of Manager Pi's past efforts, knowledge and experience. Ertong didn't know what to say, but Manager Pi picked up the phone on the desktop: ...Well, Lao Zheng, you have the instructions and operating manuals of our factory machine tools... Yes, I have a few parameters that are uncertain, I want to check... I asked someone to send them to my office for trouble. Manager Pi hung up the phone and smiled at Ertong: Wait, the supervisor of the Materials Department sent someone to send the information of the machine tools immediately.
Ertong held the notes tightly, his eyes were a little hot, and he said incoherently: I really don’t know why I thank you... I really don’t know... You helped me like this, but I didn’t...
Supervisor Shakes his hands: sit down and talk
Ertong sat down again and handed a cigarette: Now, don't treat me as a supervisor. I have met you, a fellow villager, who can help you for so many years. I am also very happy. Speaking of this, he leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his feet directly on the desk, shaking and spitting out a cloud of smoke. His eyes passed through the smoke, as if he had traveled through time: I know how difficult it is to be outside many times. I really hope someone can pull me. Even if I just stretch my little finger, my life may be different.
Ertong listened silently
Manager Pi seemed to say it to Ertong, or to himself: ...You, like me, came from the countryside to the city, have no family background, no connections, no foundation... I am nothing more than you now, but no one can be glorious forever, and I will be in a downturn. I hope someone can help me when I need help, and only a fellow villager like you can count on
Ertong immediately stood up: Supervisor Pi! Just say anything you need to help, although I don’t have much ability...
Oh, Supervisor Pi stood up with a lot of laughter and cry: Everyone told you not to be so restrictive and treat me as a fellow villager. In the future, if you have the chance, you will be a friend. Can you not treat me as a supervisor? No one else is here now
Ertong had to sit down again, scratched his head embarrassedly, laughed, but was disbelief in his heart, and was flattered to be friends with the supervisor. He never thought that even the squad leader would dare not say that he could be his friend.
But Manager Pi is very sincere: If you really want to help me, you will pass the technician exam and climb up well. If you can be a squad leader, it will be beneficial to me. He supported the desk with both hands and looked at Ertong: I don’t pretentiously, I will help you, but it’s actually for myself.
Ertong is not stupid. He remembered that the squad leader and the deputy squad leader had talked with each other. This time they got the Apple project, but they were jealous of many other team leaders. So, Manager Pi was jealous of the supervisors of other projects, and it was easy to imagine that Lao Huang quarreled to severely punish the person in charge after the accident. It should be that the jealous people who wanted to take the opportunity to suppress them?
Manager Pi looked at Ertong: If you just want to be a general worker, I won’t tell you this, but Yang Heng said, you started learning technicians during the probation period, so you are ambitious, right? That’s good that I’ll help you now, and if you help me in the future, you will be better than relying on yourself. You understand what I mean, right?
Yes, yes...must... Ertong agreed nervously, but found that he was not that happy, but was a little scared. At this time, the office door was knocked, so the manager wiped his face and returned to his calm and steady expression: Come in
A young woman pushed open the door and drifted into the office with the roar in the workshop. She looked about the same age as Su Qin. Although she looked far from Su Qin, she wore light makeup, light lip gloss and eyeshadows. Not only did she look elegant, but she also had an inexplicable temptation. She was wearing a black suit skirt, which outlined a bit of charm. The flesh-colored stockings and black high heels were actually part of the formal wear. However, Ertong looked at her beautiful calves wrapped in stockings and couldn't help but imagine what kind of beautiful scenery Su Qin would look like when she dressed like this.
Is this girl also a city girl? She is a clerk in the factory, but she may not be a city girl. I think Suqin will definitely not be worse than her.
The female clerk glanced at Ertong, as if she was surprised why a general worker could sit in front of the supervisor, but she still didn't care much about Ertong's existence. She held a stack of information and walked straight to the desk, and smiled sweetly: Supervisor Pi, this is the information that our Manager Zheng asked me to send.
Manager Pi nodded lightly: Thank you for your hard work, let it go
The female clerk agreed, put down the information, turned around and walked out of the office and passed by Ertong, and it seemed to bring a faint fragrance. The skin was the supervisor who waited for her to go out and looked through the information, picked out a few books and handed it to Ertong: You should use it if you take these back.
Ertong quickly took it with both hands
OK, Supervisor Pi stretched: I'm going to the manager to submit a report. Don't let Yang Heng wait too long
Ertong immediately stood up from the chair: When will this information be...
After you finish the exam, take back the manuals and other books. You keep my notes. I don’t need them anymore. I haven’t touched them correctly for several years. You can go to the bookstore to see if there are any books for introductory mechanical machine tools. It’s somewhat useful. The manager of the leather agreed and started to organize the report and a stack of materials.
So Ertong turned around and walked towards the door, and after opening the door, bowed deeply to the supervisor Pi: Then I'm leaving, thank you for your help.
Manager Pi did not look up, but just agreed lightly: No thanks
Ertong walked out of the project manager's office and was still a little dazed for a moment, and his steps were also vague. If it weren't for the information in his arms, Ertong would have suspected that his experience was a dream.
My luck is too good. Ertong is confused about the factory, a lack of technicians, a good leader and a good environment. Now he meets a supervisor or a fellow villager. He even intends to help or promote himself, no matter what purpose he has thought and has not thought about, he has favorable conditions. If he fails to pass the technician exam, it means that he is only worthy of dreaming.
While he took a deep breath, he staggered towards his production line and just showed up, the squad leader came up: What's the situation? So long? He took you away? Didn't he say he wanted to punish you? Is the application form signed? What are these?
Ertong didn't know where to answer for a while, thinking about the profound meaning of Manager Pi, and thought it would be appropriate not to say much, so he said to me: Manager Pi said that there are very few people who are willing to take the technician exam in our project. Since I want to take the exam, he welcomed me to smoke and didn't say anything. He also gave me these information and asked me to see it.
The squad leader looked at him steadily. After a moment, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and patted Ertong on the shoulder: OK, okay, then you technician must be fine. I'm really worried.
Ertong also laughed: Thank you, the squad leader, this is the application form. These are the information given to me by the supervisor Pi. He said he wanted to take the exam and asked me to take a look.
OK, you don’t have to turn on the computer tomorrow, concentrate on learning. The class monitor took the application form and walked away with a big stride: I’ll submit the application form now
Until he returned to his and Suqin's nest after get off work, Ertong still felt unreal. Before Suqin came back, Ertong took a shower himself, washed his clothes, forced himself to calm down, and then opened the information and started to chew these boring data. The charts and structures had no foundation and were not very good at learning. However, Ertong understood in his heart that he had to master it, remember, understand these things, so he was still immersed in it.
Time passed without realizing it. When Ertong stood up again with dizziness and moved his sore neck, he suddenly realized that it was late at night and he looked at his phone. It was already past ten o'clock, but Suqin had not come back yet.
He suddenly felt a slump in his heart. He wanted to call Suqin with his cell phone, but he had just promised Suqin not to look for her during work hours. Ertong was struggling, but Suqin seemed to sense his entanglement and called him.
Sister! What's going on? I haven't come back yet? I'm just about to call you. As soon as the phone is connected, Ertong asked anxiously
Fortunately, you didn't play Suqin's voice was tired, but she also felt unreal like Ertong: I was following the order today and delivered the goods to a new customer. I just came out of the new customer's office.
It was the end of the month and June was getting closer and closer. Ertong was getting more and more nervous. When there were three or four days left in the month. One night, Ertong just entered the workshop and worked overtime, the squad leader excitedly walked over with a piece of paper: Fill in this soon, I will sign it to the supervisor and hand it over to register. The squad leader seemed to Bill Tong even more excited: After the supervisor signed, you can no longer turn on the machine and concentrate on following Lao Hu for internship until the 14th exam. There will be more than half a month left.
Ertong took it and saw that it was the registration form for applying for the technician exam, but he was completely unhappy. He clamped the application form and was depressed and the squad leader immediately found something wrong. Now he was very talkative, and he seemed to have too much concern for his subordinates: What's wrong? I've been watching you these days, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the family? No... Is it because of my discomfort? How many days will I give you a vacation? No? That's right? You've been away this month, right? I saw you two or three times and I've seen you pull a beautiful girl with you... I shouldn't say this, but the old saying is good, it's a bone-scraping steel knife... I'm also from you at this age, I understand, I just need to be a little more restrained... At least I've been tolerant of this period before the exam...
Ertong was so amused that he had to say: No, Brother Yang, where do you want to go? I am? Oh, I was smoking in the toilet one day when I was last night shift. I saw it for the manager of the skin and went to him to apply for this now, I am afraid I can't pass...
The squad leader was stunned for a moment and said suspiciously: Are you sure it was him? He caught the smoker. Why didn’t he hear the news for so long? He didn’t mention it to me... It’s wrong. Last year, he caught two smokers in our class, but immediately called me over and took them over and deducted those two people for two hundred each. Did you make a mistake?
Ertong thought about it carefully and did not know the supervisor, so he ignited hope again: I saw three red collars on his neck, must he be a supervisor, right? He is not tall, he looks like a teacher, not like a physical work...
That said, it should be him. The squad leader grabbed his short hair and couldn't figure it out: This is really strange, but he is an action-oriented person, so he no longer struggles, but made an arrangement: It's useless to worry about it, no matter whether it's right or not, you have to apply, right? Don't think so much, he didn't pursue it. There must be a reason. You go to see him with me later, and I will try to say a few good things to you.
Now that things have come to this point, Ertong has to bite the bullet and get on. Soon he fills out the form and follows the squad leader to the supervisor's office.
After the squad leader knocked on the door, Ertong felt that his breathing was about to suffocate. Soon, a gentle voice came from the door: Come in
The squad leader patted Ertong on the shoulder, signaled him to calm down, and then pushed open the door
As soon as he entered the door, Ertong saw the pile of paper materials on the desk and was sitting there. The last time he ran into Ertong smoking in the toilet was not lucky. He was indeed the squad leader of the Pi looked at him and understood the situation. He quickly stepped forward and said: Supervisor Pi, I will take our class to apply to be a technician.
Manager Pi raised his head, kept pen in his hand, looked at Ertong, and his eyes flashed with surprise and smiles. Then he whispered to his desk again, and asked: Yang Heng, there are people in your class who want to take the exam this time. I have no hope. His voice is soft and there is a gentle meaning.
It seems that Ertong, a manager with a good temper, felt a little relieved, and the class monitor smiled and said: Yes, this young man is very good, smart and willing to learn, and can endure hardships and complete the task in advance during the probation period, ensuring quality and quantity. He takes the initiative to follow our old Hu to learn the work of a technician in his spare time... The class monitor said desperately, praising Ertong so much that Ertong felt a little embarrassed to hear it, and he was grateful that the class monitor was really trying hard to help him. No matter whether he could become a technician or not, he must thank the class monitor well.
OK, I understand. After the squad leader finally finished speaking, Director Pi smiled and nodded: You are busy online, you can go back first. Then he said to Ertong: Wait for me for a while, I will finish writing this report
The squad leader was surprised, but he still agreed, then patted Ertong's back gently, and used his eyes to signal him not to be nervous. Even the abnormal left eye could see the warmth in Ertong's heart. He nodded vigorously, so the squad leader opened the door and left the office with a slight move.
It became quiet for a moment. The roar of the workshop was isolated outside the door, and it seemed to become very far away. Only the sound of the airflow of the air conditioner and the rustling sound of the skin manager writing were heard. Ertong's sweat was half dry and half wet. Now, when the cold wind of the air conditioner was blown, the clothes became cold and tightly pressed against her body. It was very difficult to deal with, but what was even more difficult to deal with was that she didn't know what to deal with next.
Fortunately, Director Pi didn't ask him to wait for too long before he stopped writing, sorted out the report, then took Ertong's application form and smiled and said: Do you want to be a technician
Yes, before the fairy tale was finished, I opened my eyes wide in surprise, looked at Director Pi in disbelief, and was stunned.
When Manager Pi asked him, he used the local accent that he was very familiar with.
I don’t know how long it took, but Ertong judged from the smile on Manager Pi that he had heard it wrong. He stuttered and asked: Manager Pi, you too...
I am from Crab Grotto. The manager of Pi smiled and said: Sit, where are you from?
I'm from the Pine Trees! All of Ertong's worries disappeared: We're very close to each other
Well, I just climbed over Dazhanzi Mountain and sat down? Why did I stand? The manager of Pi tapped the desk on the desk with his pen and urged Ertong to sit down. He knew that he would be angry if he refused, so he had to sit down opposite him in a regular manner: I didn't expect to meet fellow villagers here. We are really from the same village. I remembered that when I was in high school in the village, our teacher often said that there was a little Pi who used to be poor and had a very hard study. Every week he carried rice and walked 30 to 40 miles of mountain road to school... Could it be you?
Manager Pi smiled faintly: Maybe it was me
Ertong became excited: Our teacher said, you were admitted to a good university in Beijing, and now you bought a house and a car in the city, and became a city man! You asked us to learn from you! I didn't expect to see you now! He rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he saw his idol's fans, and he just rushed to ask for an autograph.
Manager Pi's smile suddenly became lonely: A prestigious university... is just a 1985-year-old city man... I have to pay the mortgage alone for the rest of my life, which made the teacher disappointed him. He seemed unwilling to continue this topic: I graduated from university and have never met a fellow villager. But finally, I met someone who saw that you were sweating profusely when you first came in. If you don't have to be so nervous, it must be Yang Heng and the others who said that they were like eating people and not vomiting bones?
Ertong thought about it, but he still honestly confessed: That business that is not about the squad leader was the last time I smoked in the toilet, called and saw it...
Supervisor Pi shook his head: Hi, it turns out that you were worried that you would have said hello to you if you knew about this.
Ah? Ertong was confused and smiled awkwardly: I heard you call me and talk to your hometown dialect that day. I wanted to say hello to you, but I heard you call someone and sister. Right, what you said next is not suitable for me to continue listening... so I left
Well, I'm calling my sister. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have violated discipline... Ertong's apology was halfway through, and suddenly reacted, and waved his hands with blushing eyes: Ahhhh! No! Supervisor Pi, you're wrong. She is my wife, not my real sister! She is half a year older than me. I was used to calling my sister when I was a child!
Manager Pi opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he laughed loudly. Ertong couldn't help laughing. Manager Pi laughed and handed Ertong a cigarette: I'm too worried, I'm sorry to make a mistake.
Ertong waved his hand quickly: How dare I smoke?
Manager Pi shook his head, his expression a little sad: After something happened to your class, I plan to stop caring about your smoking. No matter whether you are my fellow villager or not, I will not pursue it.
Ertong had to get up, took the cigarette with both hands and lit one himself, handed the lighter over, and lit the cigarette. After taking a sip, Ertong comforted clumsyly: That's not your responsibility.
Manager Pi nodded and quieted for a while before he spoke again: We are responsible, although no one has to pursue it, we can't get over it. I figured it out, you are all fighting for machines and raw materials. You can't help but try to do more. You can't stand it, and you won't be able to go to the toilet to smoke. You are not energetic and can't make anything, and it's easy to get into trouble. Speaking of this, Manager Pi vomited smoke and waved his hand casually: No matter what you can, don't care, as long as the output quality is fine.
Speaking of Lao Huang's accident, both of them were feeling a little depressed, but the supervisor Pi changed the topic first and smiled and said: Ah, you are here to apply for the technician exam. After that, he signed Ertong's application form and gave it to Ertong: Just ask Yang Heng to submit it to the exam, you don't have to turn on the computer anymore, concentrate on studying.
Ertong took the application form. Although the old worries had disappeared, new worries came one after another. The thin piece of paper seemed to have a huge weight, which made his hands tremble. The skinny supervisor saw his nervousness and said calmly and kindly: You don’t have to worry that the factory will not get stuck. The gap in technicians is big. As long as the ability is almost the same, Yang Heng, who has passed by, said, "Don’t you say hello to a few people in charge of this matter." It's absolutely foolproof.
Ertong felt a little relaxed and stood up and bowed: Thank you, Director Pi for your help.
Manager Pi sighed: I didn't help you, I'm also helping myself, helping the factory, and helping other workers. If there are enough technicians, that's the one in your class... He changed the topic again: I can guarantee you to pass the written test in the factory, so it depends on you.
Ertong was a little surprised: Written test?
Manager Pi lowered his head and started to read something in the drawer. He replied: Yes, it’s the entire group, and I can’t do anything about the exams that have been concentrated in several factories. Don’t worry, it’s not difficult. It’s just to take some basic knowledge about mechanical machine tools, English and mathematics... Those machine tools programs do not have Chinese... You are a high school student, so there is no big problem, I guess you don’t have the theoretical foundation of machine tools. This is impossible to compare with those who graduate from vocational high schools majoring in machinery and technical secondary school.
Beads of sweat as big as beans burst out from Ertong's forehead
Sure enough, here, the supervisor finally took out an old notebook from the drawer and handed it to Ertong through the table: This is the note I took when I was not a supervisor before. Look, it should be helpful. You can take it back before the exam.
Ertong took the notebook and turned on a page, but found that the paper had turned yellow, and the edges and corners were rolled up. In addition to the dense text, the notebook also drew many simple diagrams.
This worn notebook is the result of Manager Pi's past efforts, knowledge and experience. Ertong didn't know what to say, but Manager Pi picked up the phone on the desktop: ...Well, Lao Zheng, you have the instructions and operating manuals of our factory machine tools... Yes, I have a few parameters that are uncertain, I want to check... I asked someone to send them to my office for trouble. Manager Pi hung up the phone and smiled at Ertong: Wait, the supervisor of the Materials Department sent someone to send the information of the machine tools immediately.
Ertong held the notes tightly, his eyes were a little hot, and he said incoherently: I really don’t know why I thank you... I really don’t know... You helped me like this, but I didn’t...
Supervisor Shakes his hands: sit down and talk
Ertong sat down again and handed a cigarette: Now, don't treat me as a supervisor. I have met you, a fellow villager, who can help you for so many years. I am also very happy. Speaking of this, he leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his feet directly on the desk, shaking and spitting out a cloud of smoke. His eyes passed through the smoke, as if he had traveled through time: I know how difficult it is to be outside many times. I really hope someone can pull me. Even if I just stretch my little finger, my life may be different.
Ertong listened silently
Manager Pi seemed to say it to Ertong, or to himself: ...You, like me, came from the countryside to the city, have no family background, no connections, no foundation... I am nothing more than you now, but no one can be glorious forever, and I will be in a downturn. I hope someone can help me when I need help, and only a fellow villager like you can count on
Ertong immediately stood up: Supervisor Pi! Just say anything you need to help, although I don’t have much ability...
Oh, Supervisor Pi stood up with a lot of laughter and cry: Everyone told you not to be so restrictive and treat me as a fellow villager. In the future, if you have the chance, you will be a friend. Can you not treat me as a supervisor? No one else is here now
Ertong had to sit down again, scratched his head embarrassedly, laughed, but was disbelief in his heart, and was flattered to be friends with the supervisor. He never thought that even the squad leader would dare not say that he could be his friend.
But Manager Pi is very sincere: If you really want to help me, you will pass the technician exam and climb up well. If you can be a squad leader, it will be beneficial to me. He supported the desk with both hands and looked at Ertong: I don’t pretentiously, I will help you, but it’s actually for myself.
Ertong is not stupid. He remembered that the squad leader and the deputy squad leader had talked with each other. This time they got the Apple project, but they were jealous of many other team leaders. So, Manager Pi was jealous of the supervisors of other projects, and it was easy to imagine that Lao Huang quarreled to severely punish the person in charge after the accident. It should be that the jealous people who wanted to take the opportunity to suppress them?
Manager Pi looked at Ertong: If you just want to be a general worker, I won’t tell you this, but Yang Heng said, you started learning technicians during the probation period, so you are ambitious, right? That’s good that I’ll help you now, and if you help me in the future, you will be better than relying on yourself. You understand what I mean, right?
Yes, yes...must... Ertong agreed nervously, but found that he was not that happy, but was a little scared. At this time, the office door was knocked, so the manager wiped his face and returned to his calm and steady expression: Come in
A young woman pushed open the door and drifted into the office with the roar in the workshop. She looked about the same age as Su Qin. Although she looked far from Su Qin, she wore light makeup, light lip gloss and eyeshadows. Not only did she look elegant, but she also had an inexplicable temptation. She was wearing a black suit skirt, which outlined a bit of charm. The flesh-colored stockings and black high heels were actually part of the formal wear. However, Ertong looked at her beautiful calves wrapped in stockings and couldn't help but imagine what kind of beautiful scenery Su Qin would look like when she dressed like this.
Is this girl also a city girl? She is a clerk in the factory, but she may not be a city girl. I think Suqin will definitely not be worse than her.
The female clerk glanced at Ertong, as if she was surprised why a general worker could sit in front of the supervisor, but she still didn't care much about Ertong's existence. She held a stack of information and walked straight to the desk, and smiled sweetly: Supervisor Pi, this is the information that our Manager Zheng asked me to send.
Manager Pi nodded lightly: Thank you for your hard work, let it go
The female clerk agreed, put down the information, turned around and walked out of the office and passed by Ertong, and it seemed to bring a faint fragrance. The skin was the supervisor who waited for her to go out and looked through the information, picked out a few books and handed it to Ertong: You should use it if you take these back.
Ertong quickly took it with both hands
OK, Supervisor Pi stretched: I'm going to the manager to submit a report. Don't let Yang Heng wait too long
Ertong immediately stood up from the chair: When will this information be...
After you finish the exam, take back the manuals and other books. You keep my notes. I don’t need them anymore. I haven’t touched them correctly for several years. You can go to the bookstore to see if there are any books for introductory mechanical machine tools. It’s somewhat useful. The manager of the leather agreed and started to organize the report and a stack of materials.
So Ertong turned around and walked towards the door, and after opening the door, bowed deeply to the supervisor Pi: Then I'm leaving, thank you for your help.
Manager Pi did not look up, but just agreed lightly: No thanks
Ertong walked out of the project manager's office and was still a little dazed for a moment, and his steps were also vague. If it weren't for the information in his arms, Ertong would have suspected that his experience was a dream.
My luck is too good. Ertong is confused about the factory, a lack of technicians, a good leader and a good environment. Now he meets a supervisor or a fellow villager. He even intends to help or promote himself, no matter what purpose he has thought and has not thought about, he has favorable conditions. If he fails to pass the technician exam, it means that he is only worthy of dreaming.
While he took a deep breath, he staggered towards his production line and just showed up, the squad leader came up: What's the situation? So long? He took you away? Didn't he say he wanted to punish you? Is the application form signed? What are these?
Ertong didn't know where to answer for a while, thinking about the profound meaning of Manager Pi, and thought it would be appropriate not to say much, so he said to me: Manager Pi said that there are very few people who are willing to take the technician exam in our project. Since I want to take the exam, he welcomed me to smoke and didn't say anything. He also gave me these information and asked me to see it.
The squad leader looked at him steadily. After a moment, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and patted Ertong on the shoulder: OK, okay, then you technician must be fine. I'm really worried.
Ertong also laughed: Thank you, the squad leader, this is the application form. These are the information given to me by the supervisor Pi. He said he wanted to take the exam and asked me to take a look.
OK, you don’t have to turn on the computer tomorrow, concentrate on learning. The class monitor took the application form and walked away with a big stride: I’ll submit the application form now
Until he returned to his and Suqin's nest after get off work, Ertong still felt unreal. Before Suqin came back, Ertong took a shower himself, washed his clothes, forced himself to calm down, and then opened the information and started to chew these boring data. The charts and structures had no foundation and were not very good at learning. However, Ertong understood in his heart that he had to master it, remember, understand these things, so he was still immersed in it.
Time passed without realizing it. When Ertong stood up again with dizziness and moved his sore neck, he suddenly realized that it was late at night and he looked at his phone. It was already past ten o'clock, but Suqin had not come back yet.
He suddenly felt a slump in his heart. He wanted to call Suqin with his cell phone, but he had just promised Suqin not to look for her during work hours. Ertong was struggling, but Suqin seemed to sense his entanglement and called him.
Sister! What's going on? I haven't come back yet? I'm just about to call you. As soon as the phone is connected, Ertong asked anxiously
Fortunately, you didn't play Suqin's voice was tired, but she also felt unreal like Ertong: I was following the order today and delivered the goods to a new customer. I just came out of the new customer's office.
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