Yi Zhonghai was stunned. He thought for a moment, if he said he was not feeling well, Wang Juan should have gone back. She also said that she was taking a walk here and was about to go back.
Who could have thought that she would actually say such a thing? How could he dare to say that he was not in good health?
Otherwise, if two level eight pliers really come from outside, what will be the use of his level eight pliers?
"Secretary Wang, I, I'm fine. How could I be problematic?" Yi Zhonghai knew that today's situation was not bad, and there was no way for him to call the deaf old lady out.
Ever since the old lady's lie was exposed that day, everyone looked at her in a strange way, especially Director Ye, who looked very unhappy when he found out that she had called her "old ancestor".
If it weren't for all the smoothing over, and if there were more important things to deal with, he estimated that the old lady would definitely not have had any fruit to eat at that time.
Ever since her status in the courtyard house had fallen drastically, the old lady seldom went out. If she had to go out, she would come and go in a hurry and would not dare to act like before.
Yi Zhonghai thought of the deaf old lady who was becoming increasingly difficult to take care of. He really regretted why he had to stop Director Ye from sending her to a nursing home.
Now that he is old, the old lady's connections have been almost used up. If she doesn't help him, it is more likely to be a bomb that will explode at any time.
He wanted to stop, but it was not something he could resolve. His reputation was already bad enough. If he were to spread rumors that he disliked the old lady and was unwilling to provide for her in her old age, would anyone be able to provide for her in her old age in the future?
"Hey, your body is fine. By the way, Master Yi, you are an eighth-level clamp, right?" Wang Juan saw that he did not call Shazhu or inform the deaf old lady, so she knew that he had retreated.
It is not enough to just retreat. Wang Juan thought that she should teach him a profound lesson so that he would not have such unthinkable ideas in the future.
Yi Zhonghai nodded proudly, there used to be many level eight people in the machinery factory, but since he was transferred to the west, he has seen old people with average skills gradually become technical masters, this is his confidence.
Zhao Lei looked at the arrogant Yi Zhonghai at this moment. He had really endured it for a long time. Forget it, wait a minute, let him be arrogant now, otherwise when he wakes up from the dream, who knows how he will collapse.
"If so, why haven't any of your disciples passed the first level?"
"Your proud disciple is the son of Jia Zhang..." Wang Juan had even forgotten the other person's name, but it didn't matter. She could use an easily understandable name and no one would misunderstand it.
"I didn't even pass Level 2. If I remember correctly, I've been studying with you for six years."
"I haven't studied it, but I asked people and they all said that levels one to three are not very difficult."
"Master Yi, you are an insider, right?" Wang Juan looked at Yi Zhonghai expectantly, waiting for his answer.
Suddenly, a thread in Yi Zhonghai's brain snapped, and he knew that the situation was developing in a direction he did not want to see.
Those who came out to watch the fun wanted to see Yi Zhonghai in such a state of embarrassment. The last time an old man was dismissed from his position, only the people in their courtyard saw it.
They didn't expect that Wang Juan's questions were so sharp. Even if she only asked two questions, they were enough to stump Yi Zhonghai.
Yi Zhonghai wiped his sweat and didn't dare to answer this question at all.
He had no way to answer, but there were many people around him who knew what was going on, so they would definitely answer.
"Secretary Wang, Levels 1 to 3 are not difficult. Level 4 is not too difficult either. Just study hard and pay more attention and be careful when working, and you will pass."
Well, everyone thought the same. When Wang Juan looked at Yi Zhonghai again, he was already sweating profusely on his face.
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