Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

When Zhou Weimin heard his son's words, he started cursing before Zhou Tian even opened his mouth. Although being a driver is not as popular as it will be later, not everyone can become a driver now.

In his opinion, it was already a great favor for his nephew to find a job for his son, but this kid was still picky. How could Zhou Weimin not be angry?

"Uncle, it's okay. Since Xiaojun wants to be a driver, I'll think of a way. But to be honest, I can't guarantee that he will be a driver!"

Seeing that his second uncle was angry, Zhou Tian hurriedly tried to dissuade him, but what he said was also true. If he was a fitter, he might be able to use his reputation to get two apprenticeship places, but if he was a driver, it would be quite difficult.

After all, he was not familiar with the drivers in the factory, but since he had agreed, he also planned to go back and ask if Zhou Jun could be arranged in.

"What about you, Xiaomin?"

Since Zhou Jun had made his choice, Zhou Tian turned his attention to Zhou Min.

Zhou Min heard this, but with a simple smile on his face, he said: "Brother, I'm willing to do anything as long as I can go to the city to work as a worker!"

Zhou Min and Zhou Jun are different. Zhou Jun is usually smarter than Zhou Min, while Zhou Min is more honest. However, Zhou Min is relatively more like an older brother and is more steady in his behavior.

However, if Zhou Jun were to be a driver, he might be more suitable than a worker.

"Okay! Then after a while, when things are done, I will take you two to the factory to start working!"

After the two younger brothers made their choices, Zhou Tian also left his own promise.

The next morning, Zhou Tian got up early, packed his three younger brothers and sisters' things, and left Zhoujia Village with the three little ones under the reluctant gazes of his grandparents, his uncle and aunt, and his younger brothers and sisters.

Even before leaving, Zhou Yu and Zhou Ting started crying.

An hour later, Zhou Hao finally returned to his courtyard home by bike with the three children. The first thing he did after returning home was to go play with Xu Damao.

As for my third brother and little sister, they also went to show off to their friends in the yard.

After settling the three snacks and having lunch at noon, Zhou Tian rode his bike to the steel mill.

After all, he only took a day and a half off, and he still had to go to work as usual in the afternoon.

After he and the workshop director returned from their vacation at the steel mill, they were about to leave. But when he thought of what the village had promised his two younger brothers, he couldn't help but ask, "Director, I heard that our factory will expand again at the end of the year. Do you want to recruit some people?"

The workshop director was stunned at first, but he was a smart man after all, and soon understood what Zhou Tian meant. He smiled and nodded and said, "Master Zhou, you are right. Our factory will indeed recruit a group of people at the end of the year. I have a few vacancies here. I wonder how many you would like?"

After all, the workshop director is a middle-level leader in the factory, and the recruitment issue has long been no secret among them, but it has not been made public.

As Zhou Tian was the best chef in Workshop No. 2, if he wanted a few vacancies, he would naturally give them to him. Moreover, he knew that the factory would soon be transformed into a public-private partnership, and Zhou Tian was highly valued by the leaders, so it would not be a loss for him to make friends with him.

"Director, my second uncle has two younger brothers. They are already sixteen after the Chinese New Year. I would like to have two places. Is that possible?"

After listening to the director's words, Zhou Tian pondered for a moment and spoke.

Although Zhou Jun wanted to be a driver, he still hoped to reserve a position first. In case the driver job failed, he could still be an apprentice in the workshop as a fallback.

"Two, yes!"

When the workshop director heard that Zhou Tian only wanted two places, he couldn't help but feel relieved. After all, he had only five places in total, and if he gave away two, there would still be three left.

In this day and age, everyone has a few poor relatives, and three places are enough to be distributed.

As he spoke, the workshop director Chang Chunlai took out two recruitment quota forms from the drawer and handed them to him.

Zhou Tian took the job application form, looked at Chang Chunlai with gratitude and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Director!" As he said that, he took out a box of Daqianmen from the space and threw it on the director's desk, then turned and left.

"I didn't expect this Master Zhou to be such a particular person!"

Looking at the big front door on the table, Chang Chunlai couldn't help but laugh. At the same time, he admired Zhou Tian even more in his heart. After all, a person who only knew how to work would not go far.

On the contrary, Zhou Tian's current performance made Chang Chunlai more determined to make friends with him.

After his vacation was over, Zhou Tian left the office and put the recruitment form into his space. He didn't want people in the workshop to know about this.

You know, the news of the factory's recruitment has not been announced yet. If he tells others about the recruitment form, the leaders of the factory will be in a passive position.

After all, in this day and age, although finding a job is not as hard as it was in the later public-private partnership, it is not easy either.

Back in the workshop, Zhou Tian continued to process the rough blank and polish the gun barrel. He was very careful with every gun barrel, from the rough blank to the gun barrel, and did not dare to make even the slightest mistake.

Before I knew it, the bell for the end of get off work rang.

Zhou Tian pushed the bike and walked out of the steel mill side by side with his master. Just as he was about to leave on his bike, he was stopped by Song Lian, the head of the security department.

"Hey, Chief Song, if you have something to say, you can't tell me tomorrow. You have to tell me after get off work. I have to go back quickly!"

While Zhou Tian was complaining to Song Lian, he walked into the security department's gatehouse with him.

"You kid still said, when you have time, do I have time?"

Song Lian glared at Zhou Tian unhappily. After their last conversation, although they didn't communicate much afterwards, for some reason, their relationship became very good and they communicated very easily.

Perhaps this may have something to do with the fact that Zhou Tian didn't ask anything of him.

"Xiao Hu, please go out for a moment. Master Zhou and I have something to discuss!"

In the gatehouse, Song Lian said to a young man from the security department.

"Yes, section chief!"

As the young man spoke, he smiled at Zhou Tian, ​​then turned and walked out of the lobby, closing the door behind him.

"Boy, I have a good thing going on. Do you want to do it?"

After the door was closed, Song Lian sat down on the bed, took out a cigarette and threw it to Zhou Tian, ​​and asked with a smile.

"What good thing?"

Zhou Tian took the cigarette, put it to his nose and sniffed it, then took out a match and lit it for Song Lian first, and then lit it for himself.

“It’s about work!”

Song Lian looked at Zhou Tian with an indifferent expression and immediately said something in a low voice.

"About work?"

Zhou Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and his smoking hand paused: "What work matter?"

"Why are you so stupid? It's just our factory recruiting workers, it's about work!"

Song Lian said with some regret. He originally thought Zhou Tian was very smart and should understand what he meant, but now it seems that he has begun to doubt his own judgment.

"No, Chief Song, Brother Song, what does the work you're talking about have to do with me? I don't have any recruitment quotas!"

Zhou Tian was stunned by what Song Lian said. He thought Song Lian wanted to ask him for recruitment targets?

"I said, do you want to piss me off to death? I mean, I have a recruitment quota in my hand, and I asked you if you want to arrange it. Why did you tell me this?"

Seeing that Zhou Tian was a little confused, Song Lian had to speak out.