Siheyuan: I, an ordinary resident, the king of chefs

The technicians quickly followed Zhang Liang's instructions. Soon, the new bearings and parts were ready. Zhang Liang installed them skillfully himself, and the machine restarted and ran smoothly.

The factory director patted Zhang Liang on the shoulder, his face full of relief: "Zhang Liang, you are really the savior of our factory! If this machine can't be repaired, the loss will be huge."

Zhang Liang smiled and said modestly: "This is my job. It is my honor to help the factory."

The next day, Zhang Liang had just arrived at the factory when he was suddenly called to the factory director's office. As soon as he entered the door, the factory director greeted him with a smile on his face: "Zhang Liang, after discussion, we have decided to promote you to the eighth-level fitter. Your skills and contributions are obvious to all, and you deserve this position."

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Thank you, Director. I will definitely work harder."

The factory director nodded and said, "We are full of expectations for you. You and Yi Zhonghai are both technical backbones of our factory. I hope you can make progress together and make more contributions to the factory."

When Zhang Liang walked out of the office, he felt excited and complicated. He knew that this was not only a recognition of his skills, but also a responsibility. When he returned to the workshop, he met Yi Zhonghai. Yi Zhonghai's expression was a bit complicated, with some appreciation and a little bit of annoyance.

"Master Yi, I have been promoted to an eighth-level fitter." Zhang Liang said tentatively.

Yi Zhonghai nodded, his tone a little heavy: "I heard about it. You are young and capable, which is a good thing. However, length of service and experience are also very important."

Zhang Liang understood Yi Zhonghai's feelings. After all, it took him thirty years to reach this position, while he was on the same level as him in just a few years. He said seriously, "Master Yi, I will continue to learn from you. Experience and skills are equally important."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Zhang Liang and finally sighed: "I'm glad you have this intention. Remember, no matter how high your skills are, you must be humble and cautious."

Zhang Liang nodded: "I remember, Master Yi."

That night, Zhang Liang returned to the courtyard. Neighbors had already heard about his promotion and came to congratulate him. Qin Huairu brought a plate of steaming dumplings and said with a smile: "Zhang Liang, you are the pride of our courtyard. Come, eat dumplings to celebrate."

The deaf old lady also smiled and said, "Young man, this is a great joyous event. You must work harder in the future."

Zhang Liang said gratefully: "Thank you all for your support. I will definitely not let you down."

Yan Bugui came over with a puzzled look on his face: "Zhang Liang, you were promoted to a level 8 fitter at such a young age. Won't the old workers in the factory have any objections?"

Zhang Liang smiled faintly: "Master Yi is a very experienced fitter, I will learn from him. As for the others, I will prove myself with my efforts and achievements."

The neighbors all nodded their heads to show their support for Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang felt everyone's concern and became more determined in his belief.

In the following days, Zhang Liang's work in the factory became even busier. He not only had to deal with various complex maintenance tasks, but also was responsible for training new workers. Whenever he encountered a difficult problem, he was always the first to rush forward, study it carefully, and never give up until he achieved his goal.

One day, the factory suddenly received an important order to assemble and debug a large machine in a short time. This was a difficult task and everyone felt the pressure doubled. The factory director found Zhang Liang and Yi Zhonghai, hoping that they could jointly take charge of the project.

"Master Yi, Zhang Liang, this task is very heavy. I hope you can work together to ensure it is completed on time." The factory director said solemnly.

Yi Zhonghai nodded: "Don't worry, we will do our best."

Zhang Liang also said firmly: "We will definitely go all out and live up to the expectations of the factory."

The two worked closely together, each bringing out their strengths. Yi Zhonghai's rich experience and Zhang Liang's flexible skills complemented each other, and the entire project went smoothly and efficiently. Despite the heavy workload, they always maintained a high level of focus and cooperation.

One night, Zhang Liang was busy in the workshop. Yi Zhonghai came over and handed him a glass of water: "Zhang Liang, take a rest. Don't get too tired."

Zhang Liang took the cup of water and said gratefully, "Thank you, Master Yi. You have worked so hard these past few days."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head and said with a smile: "This is our job. Speaking of which, you are really capable. Having a partner like you saves me a lot of worries."

Zhang Liang felt the recognition in Yi Zhonghai's tone, and his heart warmed: "Master Yi, your experience is of great help to me, and I will continue to learn from you."

Yi Zhonghai nodded: "Let's learn from each other. Technology is something that will never end."

As the project progressed, Zhang Liang and Yi Zhonghai had a better understanding of each other. They not only solved one problem after another, but also led the team to complete the task on time. Seeing their outstanding performance, the factory director decided to hold a small commendation ceremony for them as a reward.

On the day of the commendation ceremony, the factory workers gathered in the workshop, and the atmosphere was warm. The factory director stepped forward and said with a smile: "Today, we want to specially commend two outstanding fitters - Yi Zhonghai and Zhang Liang. They performed well in this important project and led the team to complete the task successfully."

The workers applauded, and Zhang Liang and Yi Zhonghai stepped forward together to receive the certificate and bonus issued by the factory director. Zhang Liang felt extremely proud, as he knew that this was not only a recognition of his skills, but also a recognition of his efforts.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Zhang Liang and said with a smile: "Young man, this is just the beginning. There will be more challenges waiting for us in the future."

Zhang Liang nodded, his eyes full of determination: "Master Yi, I will continue to work hard and live up to everyone's expectations."

Back at the courtyard, the neighbors had already prepared a celebratory banquet. Qin Huairu brought a plate of fragrant braised pork and said with a smile: "Zhang Liang, you are really the pride of our courtyard. Come, eat more!"

The deaf old lady also smiled and said, "Young man, we are so lucky to have a neighbor like you."

Yan Bugui picked up a glass of wine and said with emotion: "Zhang Liang, your performance this time is really outstanding. The certificate and bonus from the factory are all what you deserve."

Zhang Liang raised his glass and said gratefully: "Thank you all for your support. This is the result of our joint efforts."

As the night deepened, the courtyard was filled with laughter and joy. Zhang Liang looked at everyone's happy faces, and his heart was filled with warmth and strength. He knew that every step he took was inseparable from everyone's support and encouragement.

However, life is always full of unknowns and challenges. One evening, Zhang Liang was repairing an old fan in the yard when he suddenly received a call from the factory. He carefully checked every component to find out the problem. His fingers flexibly shuttled between the machines, and his eyes were sharp, and he soon found the crux of the problem.

As night fell, the lights in the courtyard were like stars. Zhang Liang sat in the courtyard, repairing an old typewriter while thinking about what happened in the factory today. As time went by, his skills were constantly recognized, and he was even nominated by the factory director as the deputy director of the management position. This was a great honor and challenge for a young fitter. However, Zhang Liang felt a little uneasy in his heart.

At this time, Qin Huairu brought a bowl of hot wontons and said with a smile: "Zhang Liang, you are busy again, come and eat something."

Zhang Liang looked up at Qin Huairu and smiled: "Thank you, Aunt Qin. I'm a little hungry."

Qin Huairu sat next to Zhang Liang and asked with concern: "Zhang Liang, I heard that you were nominated as deputy factory director. This is really great news!"

Zhang Liang nodded and smiled, "Yes, but I still have a lot to learn. I hope I can do the job well."

At this time, the deaf old lady also came over, her eyes full of praise: "Young man, you have made a name for yourself. You must help others more in the future."

Zhang Liang said gratefully, "I will, old deaf lady. I will always remember your help."

However, things did not go as smoothly as Zhang Liang expected. The next morning, he received a notice from the factory asking him not to go to work for the time being because there was a problem with the appointment of the deputy director. Zhang Liang immediately felt something was wrong and rushed to the factory.

In the factory director's office, the director looked at Zhang Liang with a serious expression: "Zhang Liang, someone has raised objections to your nomination."

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, and asked hurriedly: "What's your objection?"

The factory manager sighed and said, "Someone anonymously reported that you violated regulations at work. The matter is still under investigation, so your nomination is temporarily on hold."

Zhang Liang's heart suddenly sank. He knew that he had been working diligently and had never done anything illegal. Who was behind this? He decided to talk to Yi Zhonghai.

Zhang Liang came to Yi Zhonghai's workshop and saw Yi Zhonghai busy, so he stepped forward and said hello: "Master Yi, I want to talk to you about something."

Yi Zhonghai looked up at Zhang Liang with a complicated expression: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Liang said bluntly: "Someone in the factory reported me for violating regulations, which caused my nomination to be shelved. I want to know what you think about this matter?"

Yi Zhonghai's expression changed slightly, his eyes flickered, but he quickly regained his composure: "I've also heard about this, but I don't know the details."

Zhang Liang stared into Yi Zhonghai's eyes, and felt something strange in his heart: "Master Yi, we have always cooperated very well. If you know anything, please tell me."

Yi Zhonghai was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "Zhang Liang, there are some things that we cannot control. You have to believe that real gold is not afraid of fire."

Zhang Liang left Yi Zhonghai's workshop, feeling even more confused. He knew that someone must be behind all this, and Yi Zhonghai's attitude also confused him. He decided to talk to Qin Huairu.