The workshop director had just returned to the office from a meeting and passed by Yi Zhonghai Machine Tool. He said, "Master Yi, come to my office."
It was almost time to get off work, and everyone was putting away their belongings and waiting to get off work.
When Yi Zhonghai saw the director calling him, his heart skipped a beat, knowing that the result was most likely out.
He looked up at the director, but couldn't tell what his mood was. This made him a little undecided and felt out of his control.
Yi Zhonghai followed the director into the office and closed the door. "Old Yi, the factory notified me today that you will be working in the western region in five days."
Go to the West? Yi Zhonghai did not expect that the leader would come up with a result so quickly, "I, I, I will go to the West."
This was really the worst possible outcome. Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale. "My home, my home..."
Yi Zhonghai wanted to say that his family couldn't do without him, but for some other people from the west, would it be okay if their families were in trouble?
"Old Yi, you know your story, but it has caused a lot of controversy." The workshop director is not stupid. So many masters take in apprentices, but why is it that his apprentice cannot achieve any results?
But there was no way. Even if he was a workshop director, he was nothing in front of these powerful people.
Yes, "I, I, Director, you know, I am usually busy with work, so I don't have the energy to guide them."
"I will change. I will definitely change." Yi Zhonghai really regretted it. At the beginning, he just wanted to choose an apprentice who could take care of him in his old age, so he didn't give serious guidance.
Later, they chose Jia Dongxu, but he was a complete blockhead when it came to the matter of clamping the iron rod, and no amount of advice would help.
He couldn't learn anything himself, but he couldn't stand seeing others being better than him. There was nothing Yi Zhonghai could do but continue to teach his apprentice without paying enough attention.
If he had known that the result would not be like this, he would have paid more attention and given more advice, and would never have caused such consequences.
Change? The workshop director was immediately happy, "Yi Zhonghai, you said you would change it, how would you change it?"
“When I asked you this morning, didn’t you say that you had given careful instructions?” The workshop felt very unhappy when they thought about having their bonus deducted.
"You said that if you don't care about teaching, then you shouldn't have accepted disciples. Now that you are famous in the city, I will also deduct your bonus for being a burden to you."
Not only was his bonus deducted, but he was also given a disciplinary punishment for not caring about the management of the workshop.
"You said you were wronged, but what did you wrong?" The workshop director got angry after thinking about it, "Stop, go back and pack your bags."
"By the way, I heard that the house you own is your own. Are you planning to sell it?" The workshop director thought of the house under Yi Zhonghai's name and wondered if he was willing to sell it.
Yi Zhonghai had no idea what was going on. His mind was now filled with the thought that he was going to move to the west. If someone else were to do the job, he might be able to be transferred back to the capital, but it was absolutely impossible for him to be transferred back to the capital.
How could this happen? Yi Zhonghai really didn't understand. He just didn't have any children and just wanted someone to take care of him in his old age, but it turned out like this.
He had a bad reputation in Siheyuan. If he was not an eighth-level official, it was estimated that no one would even say hello to him.
After the possibility that he was not teaching his apprentice seriously was exposed yesterday, the neighbors in the compound and nearby neighbors all avoided him when they saw him.
Forget it, just go to the West. It’s not a good idea to stay here. He can’t accept people pointing fingers at him.
It was already time to get off work, but no one in the workshop had left. They all wanted to know what the punishment for Yi Zhonghai would be this time.
The previous times I picked it up and put it down gently, but I don’t know what will happen this time.
They all thought that this time would be the same, "Master Yi is one of the few eighth-level pliers in the factory."
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