When Song Chen went to work in the afternoon, he just arrived at the gate of the brick factory and saw a tall and thin boy standing outside. He felt that he looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Who are you looking for?" Song Chen asked directly.

The boy turned around, standing tall and straight, and said neither servile nor overbearingly: "Hello, are you short of anyone here? I'm here looking for a job."

Song Chen: Are all kids these days so outspoken and bold? He's the one I'm looking for a job with.

"What can you do?"

The boy replied firmly: "I can do anything."

Song Chen laughed: "What's your name?"

"My name is Chen Xingchen."

"Come with me." Song Chen parked the car at the door and took the boy into the office of the brick factory. He said casually: "Sit anywhere."

There were only two chairs in the office, one was his factory director's chair, and the other was a wooden chair that had faded due to so many people sitting on it. Chen Xingchen sat down too. There was no servile look on the boy's face, and he let Song Chen look at him.

"How old are you? Kids your age should still be in school."

Nowadays, there are very few boys who cannot afford to go to school due to family reasons.

Chen Xingchen: "Twenty."

Song Chen heard that his accent didn't sound like someone from here: "You are not from Qingshui Town, are you? Why are you looking for a job here?"

Chen Xingchen shook his head and said very little: "No, I'm from the county. I heard there is a brick factory here, so I thought of coming to take a look."

Song Chen saw that the child was very brave and asked: "Can you make bricks?"

Chen Xingchen looked sincere: "I can learn."

Song Chen asked again: "How many years of school did you go to?"

He doesn't look like an uneducated punk.

Chen Xingchen: "I studied until high school, but my family wasn't well off, so I stopped."

Song Chen was eager to get to the bottom of this: "Why don't you go to a big city to develop your career?"

Nowadays, when kids hear that they can make money in places like Guangcheng and Nancheng, they don’t want to study anymore and want to go out and explore the world.

Chen Xingchen: "There are people at home who need to be taken care of, so I can't be too far away."

Although he spoke little, what he said was quite sincere. Song Chen: "What can you do if it's dirty and tiring work?"

"Sure, any job is fine." As long as he can get paid, there's nothing wrong with it.

Song Chen really wanted to find a few more reliable people to make bricks. Although the salary was higher, it was quite dangerous. If you were not careful, you could lose half of your hand. Not everyone could do it.

This kid? He was a little skeptical.

He brought Chen Xingchen to the brick-making site. As soon as they got close, they were hit by a heat wave, which was unbearable for most people.

Therefore, the wages of workers in this type of work are almost twice that of ordinary brick-moving workers.

"Old Chen, take a look at this kid and see if he's suitable. You can teach him first and then keep him if he's suitable."

The man named Lao Chen was the most skilled brick-making master there, and he had personally trained all the others. Seeing that Song Chen had brought in a delicate young man, he wondered, "Can he do it?"

Chen Xingchen greeted him first, then said, "I can do it. I can do any job."

Old Chen complained in his heart: The kids nowadays are not as hard-working as their generation. They might run away after just two days, wasting his energy in teaching them.

"Linzi, come here."

"What's wrong, Master?"

"The factory director brought a child here and handed him over to you. From now on, you will be his master."

Song Chen didn't care how they divided themselves, as long as he could teach people.

Lin Zi felt that the bricks he made were not as good as his master's, and he was not confident enough to accept this apprentice. If he said something wrong, wouldn't it be misleading the student? "Director, I..."

Song Chen: "It's okay. Since Lao Chen asked you to teach, it means he recognizes your ability. Just teach according to your learning."

He turned to Chen Xingchen and said, "Then you can learn from Lin Zi. His skills are not bad either."

Chen Xingchen called him Master on the spot, and Lin Zi was flattered.

Song Chen didn't care about the matters here. If the kid was still alive tomorrow, he would let him sign the contract.

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afternoon.

When Shi Lei heard that Huang Yingjiao was eating and taking a nap at Lin Jingbei's house at noon, he was very envious.

The funniest thing was that after the exam, Huang Yingjiao saw her mother as she was leaving the school gate. Her clothes were disheveled, she was holding a bouquet of flowers, and she had bought a large bag of snacks. She just looked at her daughter with a vague look in her eyes and said, "You must be hungry. Eat some chocolate first. Mom will take you to a big meal."

Huang Yingjiao took the snacks from her hand and shared most of them with Lin Jingbei and Shi Lei and a few other classmates. She specifically said to Lin Jingbei, "Please thank Teacher Lin and Uncle Song for me. I'll treat you to dinner after I finish my exams."

Cheng Yun was puzzled as to why her daughter gave away all the snacks and said she wanted to treat Lin Lu's family to a meal, but after all, she was in the wrong first, so she didn't dare to say a word.

Lin Jingbei: "No thanks, you're too polite."

When he returned home, he found that there was no one at home. This treatment was a far cry from that in the morning and at noon.

He didn't even think about reading books to review the subjects for tomorrow's exam. He just rode an electric bicycle to the electric car factory.

Haven't been here for several days.

Production in the factory is going smoothly, with an output of one to two hundred units per day.

After saying hello to everyone, he entered the laboratory where Xu Weichang was tinkering around.

Since calling Zhou Yong back, he has given most of the management matters to Zhou Yong, the workshop director, and his own daily task is to study the car.

His original intention was to build a car with good quality and high comfort.

"Isn't there an exam today? Why are you here?"

Lin Jingbei put on a factory uniform and said, "I'll come over after the exam."

Xu Weichang stared at him for a few seconds and said with a smile, "You are quite confident."

Lin Jingbei: "I've done those questions many times. There's nothing I can't do. It's just the same old trick."

He rolled up his sleeves, put on his goggles, and started welding the things he hadn't gotten right last time.

Xu Weichang really wanted to know what this kid couldn't do. He was a genius in all things.

"Teacher Xu, when I go to Shanghai to study, I won't be able to study cars with you anymore."

It's quite a pity.

Xu Weichang: "Why worry? We will definitely meet again if fate allows. Maybe we can even open a car factory in Shanghai in the future."

Lin Jingbei: "That's great too. We can study cars and discuss physics together."

Xiao Xu changed into a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and the golden light emitted by the sparks shone from the lenses and into his deep pupils.

He said, "There are many more powerful physics experts over there. I might not be able to keep up with you by then."

He likes physics, but knows that his talent in it is limited.

It’s like running a marathon. Everyone starts running on the same line. As you run, you will find that you have surpassed many people, but at the same time you are also being surpassed by many people.

You are just a small player in the field. The truly talented people have already reached the finish line, while you can only watch the distant and hopeless finish line circling.