“Your work has been taken over, but that kid is such a troublemaker. You need to go over and mentor him when you have some free time. He’s such a worry.”

Despite Chen Yuqi's job being just a temporary position, it has always been highly sought after by many people.

His job usually involves extra orders from the factory. Sometimes Yang Hua would take on work from other factories that he couldn't handle, so he would also be asked to do it. He earns no less than a regular worker each month.

Chen Yuqi was only working as a temporary worker because of his family background; otherwise, Yang Hua would have promoted him long ago.

Now that he's gone, if the others work in this job for a few years, Yang Hua will definitely be able to become a permanent employee.

Yang Hua knew that Chen Yuqi would be staying here for a few more days to handle his work and other matters, so he could use him for a while.

Before Chen Yuqi left, he secretly slipped him an envelope containing two hundred yuan.

"The money from work."

This job was originally given to him by his master, so it's understandable that his master is asking someone else to take over. Chen Yuqi doesn't want the money.

"Stop dawdling and take it. You know this job pays more than this, so don't blame your boss for using it as a favor."

Logically, it should have sold for at least 300 yuan, but Yang Hua wanted to have his own people in this position and also wanted to do his new apprentice a favor, so he only accepted 200 yuan.

"No, Master. If it weren't for you, my brother and I would have starved to death long ago. You were the one who gave me this job."

Yang Hua knew that the child was grateful, so he smiled with relief and quickly let him go.

"Let's go back quickly, Xiao Shu must be getting impatient."

The master refused to accept the money, so Chen Yuqi had no choice but to take it back with him. Xiao Shu hadn't finished school yet, so he went to his old workshop first.

"Hey, hey, Old Chen, you're back."

A tall, thin man saw him return and immediately jumped over and pounced on him.

Chen Yuqi pushed him away.

"Get lost, you stink from all that sweat."

The lean man's surname was He. He was Chen Yuqi's colleague, and the two had a very good relationship. They were both Yang Hua's apprentices.

Chen Yuqi often had a stern face, and coupled with his master's reputation and his mysterious family background, he was practically another Yang Hua in the factory.

No one dared to say anything to his face, but they discussed it enthusiastically behind his back, while He Lijun was quite popular in the factory.

"Come on, you were the same way before, and now you're complaining about this and that."

He Lijun nudged him with his elbow. When they worked together before, he was covered in engine oil and could hardly be recognized. Did he ever look down on him back then?

The others were not familiar with Chen Yuqi, and they all avoided him when they saw him coming.

"Let me tell you, I don't know what's wrong with my master's judgment these days. The kid who took you on the job is as stupid as a pig, he doesn't know how to be flexible at all."

He Lijun is a full-time employee and is now a team leader.

He knew his professional skills were far inferior to Chen Yuqi's. Although his mentor had kept Chen Yuqi's files a complete secret, he had guessed a little bit about it.

Rumors have been circulating for years, and people in the factory have been speculating, but nothing has been confirmed.

That day, someone came and brought Chen Yuqi, and that's when everyone found out what had happened.

However, now that the matter is in the past, his class background will no longer affect him, and He Lijun is happy for his brother.

The two chatted casually for a few minutes, then He Lijun suddenly leaned closer, looking rather mysterious.

"I heard that there are new technical technicians coming for training. I heard from Lao Xu and a few others that the focus is on learning the machinery used in textile factories. I wonder where a new textile factory is going to open."

By the way, the key is to learn how to use and maintain the textile machinery from the Soviet Union. The technicians at the textile factory can't compare to you in this regard.

The manager there specifically requested the most skilled person to come and teach, but unfortunately you're leaving, which benefits someone else.

He Lijun was somewhat envious. It would be so much easier to train trainers, unlike them who were practically soaking in engine oil.