After the fitter's assessment, the forging assessment began, with two people participating: Liu Haizhong and Master Chen.
Both passed the first round of theoretical exams without any problems. The second round of practical assessments involved drawing lots again.
Liu Haizhong seems to be incredibly lucky today, drawing a relatively easy part, which is truly enviable.
"Haha! Luck, luck!"
Liu Haizhong said smugly, as if he had already passed the Level 8 worker exam.
As for the parts that Master Chen drew, they continued Master Ma's luck from the previous round, directly being of medium-high difficulty, which wasn't bad.
"Master Liu, why don't you show some class and we switch places?" Master Chen rarely cracked a joke, just to lighten the tense atmosphere.
"Ah~! No no no...! I can't break the rules."
"Hahaha………!"
Liu Haizhong's answer immediately drew laughter from the onlookers.
Upon seeing the lottery results, Director Yang was so pleased that he shouted "Good!" three times.
Isn't this a complete repeat of the last round? Are we going to see another double whammy this time?
If successful, Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill will become the steel rolling mill with the most Grade 8 workers, even surpassing the First Steel Rolling Mill.
However, fate seemed to play a cruel joke. Master Chen's task was too difficult, so it was no use failing.
Even with the easiest hairstyle like your bangs, why didn't it work?
Seeing Director Yang's gloomy face, Liu Hai felt frustrated. He was just one step away, but why was he always the one who got hurt?
At this moment, he appeared so dejected, a stark contrast to his triumphant demeanor during the lottery draw.
Keep in mind that if you don't succeed today, you don't know if you'll have the chance again, since the probability of drawing low-difficulty parts is very low; they are almost always intermediate or higher.
With their failure in the assessment, it seems their good luck for the day has run out. In the assessments for other jobs, they all ended in failure.
Factory Director Yang had no choice but to accept this reality. Fortunately, two of them were successful, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
Of the two, Master Ma is undoubtedly the most promising. He completed the intermediate-level parts with such excellence that he is a pillar of the steel rolling mill.
As for Yi Zhonghai?
Although there was a little bit of water involved, it was ultimately successful, and it was a good way to improve the factory's image.
Therefore, after the assessment was completed, the factory's broadcast system began to bombard the public with announcements.
Now Yi Zhonghai and Master Ma are famous. In an instant, even the toilet cleaners know their names.
When Yi Zhonghai arrived at the canteen for lunch, the workers who knew him praised him and congratulated him.
"Master Yi, congratulations! You've become one of the few level 8 workers in our factory."
"Old Yi, you passed the Level 8 fitter exam today. How about it? We'll go celebrate with you tonight."
"Right, right! Let's celebrate for Master Yi tonight."
"..."
Hearing the group of people cheering him on, Yi Zhonghai smiled.
These gentlemen are all top performers in their respective workshops, so treating them to a meal is no big deal. It's a good opportunity to improve his reputation, so why not?
"Thank you! Thank you everyone! I'm so grateful to the masters for thinking of me. Since it's too late today, how about coming to my house tomorrow night? That way, I can have my wife prepare."
"Are you serious, Lao Yi? Things are tough everywhere right now. I was just joking, don't take it seriously."
Master Yao, who was the first to suggest celebrating, said somewhat embarrassedly.
“It’s alright, Master Yao. Even if things are tough right now, we won’t miss this meal. Don’t you all agree? Unless… unless you don’t give me face and look down on me, Yi Zhonghai.”
Yi Zhonghai said, pretending to be angry.
Master Yao is now a little regretful. He should have known better than to be so sharp-tongued, because now he has no choice but to agree.
“Okay! Since Master Yi is so hospitable, I will definitely come tomorrow night.”
"Master Yi is very generous. I'll go tomorrow night too."
"Master Yi is indeed a true man of Beijing, straightforward and honest in his dealings..."
"..."
This scene of being the center of attention was witnessed by Liu Haizhong, who had just entered.
At this point, he was caught between a rock and a hard place, and could only curse inwardly, "Damn it, you really came at the worst possible time. Why are you everywhere?"
Yi Zhonghai also saw Liu Haizhong, and for some reason, he actually took the initiative to greet him.
"Old Liu, I was just about to look for you! I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow night, how about coming over to my place? You know all these chefs, we're all family here."
“Yes, yes! Master Liu, it’s just a few of us, we’re all acquaintances, there’s nothing to worry about, you won’t refuse to give us face, will you?” Master Yao quickly chimed in.
The point is to take advantage of whoever you can, so that if you get criticized later, you can share the burden with more people.
Although Liu Haizhong disliked Yi Zhonghai, this hypocrite, he couldn't refuse with so many people present, so he had no choice but to say it against his will.
"Old Yi, first of all, congratulations on passing the Level 8 worker exam. You've brought honor to our factory. As for dinner...?"
After thinking for a moment, Liu Haizhong finally said helplessly, "I will definitely go tomorrow night."
"Alright! Thanks for your support, Lao Liu," Yi Zhonghai said with satisfaction.
After making their arrangements, the group didn't chat much and instead started lining up for food.
After finishing their meal, the group chatted for a few more minutes before returning to their respective workshops.
On his way back to the workshop, Liu Haizhong kept wondering about it.
Since Yi Zhonghai stopped being a respected elder, the two have had little contact.
But what is Yi Zhonghai trying to do today? Is he trying to mock himself? But it doesn't seem like it; there's no reason to mock someone for asking them to eat.
After thinking it over and over, and with the workshop fast approaching, Liu Haizhong still couldn't come up with a solution.
Since I can't figure it out, I might as well stop thinking about it and deal with whatever comes my way!
As evening fell, it was time for the workers to get off work, and a large crowd had already gathered at the entrance of the courtyard house.
The news that Yi Zhonghai had passed the Level 8 worker exam had already spread to the courtyard by noon.
Aunt Yi, along with Yi Xiaofang and Yi Xiaobao, stood at the door to welcome Yi Zhonghai back.
As for the other residents of the courtyard, while they were envious, they also chatted with Aunt Yi, hoping to get some of her benefits.
You should know that an 8th grade worker carries a lot of weight in the factory. Sometimes, even the factory manager has to give them face when they say a few words.
Before long, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong returned to the courtyard house together.
"Old Yi! Congratulations! This time you've finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel and your wish has come true, haha!"
Yan Bugui, who loved to take advantage of others, was the first to step forward and offer his congratulations in order to seize the opportunity.
"Thank you, thank you!"
"Uncle Yi, congratulations! I hope you'll take good care of me at the factory in the future, since we live in the same compound."
"No problem, no problem."
"Uncle Yi, congratulations on passing the Level 8 worker exam. You'll have to help take care of my husband from now on."
"Okay, okay."
"..."
"..."
Liu Haizhong, who came back with him, was already numb. This Yi Zhonghai passed the Level 8 worker exam. How come he seems even more awesome than his second uncle?
Is this for real?
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