Siheyuan: Starting from Silly Zhu’s Recognition of Relatives

There were people coming and going on the snack street, Xia Ming and the others watched Su Wei and Director Wei separate and entered the Xijiao factory one after another.

What the other party was talking about couldn't be heard at all, Xia Ming and the others could only guess.

"Could it be something related to the equipment update of the rolling mill?" Cai Qingxi thought of this first.

He Yuzhu was worried that Director Wei wanted to use Su Wei's power in the rolling mill to embarrass Xia Ming.

Both guesses were reasonable, Xia Ming was secretly wary.

The next day, the students continued to visit and study.

Because the machinery in the iron and steel plant is running all the time, the workers take turns to shift. When everyone enters the workshop, the early shift workers just come to change shifts.

Compared with the steel rolling mill, the workers in the Xijiao factory are more strictly dressed and have complete protection measures.

Su Wei has also been to other steel factories and knew the strengths of his own factory, so he took the opportunity to introduce the workers to the trainees.

"As you can see, the helmets on our workers' heads are the best helmets that can be bought in Beijing."

"And the gloves the workers are wearing to prevent burns, the gas masks are top-notch."

The students nodded secretly. The safety of the workers is indeed very good. What Su Wei said is true. Except that the Xijiao factory can spend so much money to buy protective equipment for the workers, most of the students' own factories do not have this condition. The place of protection is also used by three classes together.

Seeing that the students were envious, Su Wei continued to lead the team to the entrance.

Xia Ming followed in the team and took a few glances at the workers of the Xijiao factory who were changing shifts.He found that although these workers were well dressed, their faces were not in a good mood, and they even walked lazily.

Could it be that the Xijiao factory is doing face-saving projects, but the workers are actually not treated well?
Xia Ming deliberately delayed until the end of the line, and while no one was paying attention, he walked towards the workers who were changing shifts. Seeing that a middle-aged worker looked more friendly, he stepped forward and asked.

"Uncle, how about working in the factory?"

The middle-aged worker had been informed by the factory that he should not talk nonsense in front of these outsiders who were studying.

Hearing Xia Ming's question, he faltered and said casually that everyone was like this and didn't speak again.

Xia Ming watched the workers leaving when they were about to change shifts, and returned to the student team with doubts in his heart. He Yuzhu asked Xia Ming when he saw Xia Ming came back.

"Have you inquired about Fatty?"

"No, I don't think the workers are very happy, so just ask."

"There is Director Wei over there who wants to trouble you at any time, and you still take care of him."

He Yuzhu shook his head.

The trainee team crossed the workshop, and Su Wei introduced enthusiastically, but seeing that these equipments are not so easy to buy, today everyone is not in the same mood as the first day.

During lunch, several directors in charge of the team leader of the rolling mill called everyone to sit together and discuss how to deal with Su Wei from the Xijiao factory.

The first workshop is the largest workshop in the rolling mill, so it is considered the most important in the team, and the director of the first workshop is the first to express his opinion.

"Everyone needs to keep their spirits up these days. I think the Xijiao factory is not well-attended this time. If it fails, the entire steel industry in Beijing may be affected."

The other students nodded, when Director Wei suddenly expressed the completely opposite opinion.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with agreeing to the Xijiao factory."

As soon as these words came out, the other directors were unwilling.

"Old Wei, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Director Wang will never agree."

"You're dizzy."

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Director Wei's face was serious, and he explained to everyone righteously despite the accusations of his colleagues.

"Do you know how much the wages of workers in the western suburbs factory are? Twice that of the rolling mill!"

"Don't just look at the equipment, it's of no use if the workers can't survive."

His words immediately drew rebuttals from others.

"Fart, when the production initiative is in the hands of the Xijiao factory, can our workers get high wages? Why don't we all have to drink the northwest wind?"

"Although those equipments are old, they are absolutely not discarded by the rolling mill!"

"Let's call Director Wang, stop arguing..."

The directors started arguing, and Xia Ming could tell that Director Wei and Su Wei walked together yesterday, probably because they were talking about the equipment.

Director Wei was moved by Su Wei?
Or did Director Wei take refuge in Su Wei?

In any case, Director Wei's actions are not a good sign.

Rolling mill, factory manager's office.

Factory Manager Wang received a call from the factory in the western suburbs. After he understood Su Wei's purpose, he never let go of his brows.

The removal of those basic old equipment will undoubtedly affect the integrity of the industry, and it is inevitable that it will be restrained by the Xijiao factory in the future.

Without removing the basic equipment, there is no way to get advanced new equipment from the Xijiao factory. Although these equipment are not basic equipment, they can greatly improve worker efficiency and save costs.

Just as he was smoking a cigarette and thinking about gains and losses, the office door was opened without knocking.

"Who!"

Who is so rude, what does the secretary do? Director Wang was already depressed, he looked up angrily, and the people who walked in were actually several veteran leaders of the rolling mill.

"Hey, why is Uncle Zhao here, haha!" Factory Manager Wang got up quickly and greeted them with a smile.

These old people are very important in the rolling mill, and Director Wang waited for the three old people to sit down before asking about their intentions.

At this time, the old man called Uncle Zhao spoke.

"Xiao Wang, we heard that the Xijiao factory can provide new equipment, such an opportunity should not be missed."

The other two old men also nodded, meaning the same.

Director Wang's heart skipped a beat. He just found out about the factory in the western suburbs, so why did these old guys come to him immediately.

Now he felt not only the pressure from the three elders, but also a faint feeling of being calculated.

Su Wei?

When Director Wang had a headache, Xia Ming and the three were sitting in the canteen of the Xijiao factory having lunch. He Yuzhu said suddenly while eating.

"Xiao Xia, why do I taste the food as if it was made by a fat man?"

"Master He, can this be eaten?" How could Cai Qingxi understand this.

"I haven't counted the apprentices I teach? Fatty has always been lazy, and he will be the only one who makes this dish like this." He Yuzhu said affirmatively.

"Uncle He eats first, I'll go to the kitchen and find out for you."

Even if Xia Ming was young, it would be fine to make a fuss, but He Yuzhu was old, so if he met a fat man, he would definitely suffer a blow.

In order to take care of these people who came to study, the Xijiao factory used the cadre canteen.Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one at the cafeteria window, Xia Ming walked towards the kitchen.

The layout of the kitchens in steel factories is similar. After walking not far, someone from the back kitchen saw Xia Ming and came up to stop him.

"Hey, comrade, what are you looking for?"

"I'm here to study, let's visit your cafeteria." Xia Ming said casually.

Anyway, the cafeteria was cleaned up early to welcome this group of students, so that person didn't stop him.

Xia Ming continued to walk in, and within a few steps, he heard a group of people chatting behind the curtain.

"Brother Fat, are you really that good at the rolling mill?"

"That is, I was the first chef in the rolling mill at the time."

Fat brother?

Listening to this braggart, isn't that the voice of He Yuzhu's disciple Fatty?

When did this traitor become so powerful?

It was still chatting inside, someone said.

"Brother Fat, how did I hear that there is a cook named He Yuzhu who is particularly delicious."

Xia Ming listened carefully.

There was silence on the other side of the door curtain for a while before Fatty's voice sounded.

"When is the old calendar, let me tell you the truth."

"A few years ago, He Yuzhu was considered a good cook, but since I met a new chef, I have already surpassed him."

"Brother Fat, you always say that your new master is amazing, but we haven't seen him before."

Someone questioned, Fatty immediately retorted.

"My master is staying in front of the old leader, he is an old man, you can see him casually, you have to keep it secret, do you understand?"

The chefs of the Xijiao factory seem to like him, and some people fawn on him.

"Brother Fat, you will be in charge of the back kitchen of the Xijiao factory sooner or later based on your skills. Don't forget about us then!"

Seeing that everyone envied him, Fatty felt proud.

At this time, Xia Ming opened the door curtain and walked in. As the boss of the small kitchen, the fat man immediately asked someone he saw.

"Who are you, what are you doing here!"

Xia Ming swept the busy kitchen and asked with a smile.

"I came from the rolling mill, why haven't I heard that you are the best cooker?"

After hearing clearly about Xia Ming's origin, the complacency on Fatty's face disappeared in an instant. He had just finished bragging, why did the people from the rolling mill come here.

Worried that his scandal at the rolling mill would be revealed, the fat man said.

"You young man just went to work in the rolling mill. I don't know, and I'm normal."

Xia Ming couldn't help being curious about what expression Fatty would have on seeing He Yuzhu later.

"Fatty, your master He Yuzhu misses you very much, so he asked me to come and see you!"

When the fat man heard He Yuzhu's face turned red, didn't he come to find him on purpose to feel uncomfortable, he pointed at Xia Ming with a kitchen knife and wanted to drive him away.

"Get out! Get out! Hurry up and go!"

Xia Ming just stood there without moving. Everyone in the kitchen stopped what they were doing to watch.

Ever since the fat man snatched He Yuzhu's job in the small restaurant and returned to the back kitchen of the rolling mill, he hasn't received any good looks.

The back kitchen of the rolling mill was He Yuzhu's site, and he was either annoyed by one or troubled by that all day long.

Thinking of those incidents in the rolling mill, the fat man angrily chopped the knife on the meat board and shouted loudly.

"What is He Yuzhu, he is a younger brother in the rolling mill!"

"You show me that he must beat him up."

He also dared to say that because He Yuzhu was old and would not be able to beat him even in a fight.

At this moment, the door curtain was lifted, Cai Qingxi walked in first, followed by He Yuzhu at the door.

It turned out that Xia Ming came to the kitchen to inquire. Both of them came in to take a look before they saw him come back after eating. They happened to hear the fat man being arrogant. Can this be tolerated?

Cai Qingxi was more than 1.8 meters tall. He stood in the kitchen like a black iron pillar, so scared that no one in the kitchen spoke.

Fatty couldn't help jumping in his heart, he never expected to see He Yuzhu suddenly.

The words just now should have been heard, Cai Qingxi's big eyes stared at him now, as if he was about to strike at any moment, scaring him so much that he hurriedly touched the kitchen knife on the meat board.

"court death!"

Although Cai Qingxi hadn't practiced before, his speed was not too slow. The fat man went out before his hand touched the handle of the knife.

"Snapped!"

This kick hit the meat board, and the meat board hit the fat man.

"Ouch!"

As if he had been hit by a cannonball, the fat man squatted on the ground with his buttocks in his arms.

Seeing his chef fell to the ground, everyone in the kitchen shouted.

"I hit someone!"

"Where's the bastard!"

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