fictionpage Chapter 21 Protect Our Third Grandfather!
Chapter 21 Protect Our Third Grandfather!
For example, when it came to the selection of the transmission housing, his original idea was to use all aluminum. However, after discussion, it was discovered that my country's current aluminum casting technology is backward, and even if it is customized, it cannot meet his desired standards.
Section Chief Tai toyed with his pencil, pondered for a moment, and said, "I suggest changing the conveyor box to cast iron. Although this will increase the overall weight of the machine, it is the optimal solution for us overall."
The others nodded in agreement, and Zhang Chengfei also expressed his consent.
"And the engine... I acted impulsively and didn't think things through before. Now that I think about it, a lower horsepower won't affect its use," Zhang Chengfei said.
"And then there's the size..."
……
Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, 1:30 PM.
After relieving himself in the restroom, Jia Dongxu walked towards the workshop with a relaxed expression. When he passed the small warehouse, a group of people blocked his way.
It's Sister Hua, the person in charge of the melon-watching group! And her seven henchmen, including Sister Li, Sister Song, and Aunt Fang.
Recalling the infamous reputation of the melon-watching group in the factory, Jia Dongxu's expression suddenly changed.
He kept muttering, "You can't see me, you can't see me," as he walked briskly with his head down.
Unexpectedly, he had only taken a few steps when someone blocked his way. Jia Dongxu suddenly looked up: "Um, Sister Hua, Sister Song, could you please let me through? I'm in a hurry to get to work."
Sister Hua sneered, "What's the rush? There's still half an hour before work starts. Hey, Jia Dongxu, let me ask you, is that young man who came to our factory to fix the machines today a relative of yours?"
Seeing Jia Dongxu nod, she let out another sinister laugh and whispered, "Could you do me a favor?"
"What busy?" Jia Dongxu's voice trembled slightly.
"Could you tell me your sister's relative's name again?"
"Zhang Chengfei," Sister Song said.
"Yes, Zhang Chengfei, can you help me lure him to the small warehouse? Okay?" Sister Hua gestured with her chin toward the group's headquarters, the small warehouse.
Jia Dongxu glanced at the infamous little warehouse, his lips trembling: "And then what happens after we meet at the warehouse?"
Sister Hua waved her hand dismissively: "And then you just leave?"
Aunt Fang, standing to the side, let out a lewd laugh: "You just need to bring your people over, you don't need to worry about anything else."
Wow! This is... this is going to be the gossip of my third grandfather!!
Jia Dongxu was furious and wanted to drag Sister Hua and her group to the security department to charge them with hooliganism.
But then I thought about it again. The Kan Gua Group had been running rampant in the factory for so many years and was deeply entrenched. How many men in the factory had they seen?
Even now, they remain arrogant. There must be something shady going on behind the scenes. How could I, a mere first-level worker, possibly challenge them?
Since a hard approach won't work, we'll have to try a softer one.
Jia Dongxu clutched his chest and forced himself to start saying nice things. He said that Sister Hua was a woman who could hold up half the sky, Sister Li was a top-notch worker, and Aunt Song was a leading figure among the women in the factory.
As for why he was clutching his chest while speaking? Don't ask. It's because he was afraid Sister Hua would lose her temper and drag him to the small warehouse...
No matter how much he talked until his lips were dry and his throat was parched, the women remained unmoved.
Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and released his hands from his chest: "If it really doesn't work, if it really doesn't work, then just look at me!!"
"But we have to agree on this first: if you see me, you can't see my third grandfather."
"Look at you?" Sister Hua sized him up and down, revealing a disdainful smile. "They say dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, but your father, Old Jia, is just a weed. Do you think you can grow into wheat?"
At first, Jia Dongxu didn't understand. He frowned and thought for a while, but when he finally understood what Sister Hua meant, he immediately went crazy.
"What did you say? You, you actually...you...you...you!"
Sister Hua grinned maliciously, hands on her hips: "It's not just your father, it's Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Chen Dazhuang, Li Ergou, and everyone else in your courtyard..."
She went through everyone in the courtyard who worked at the steel mill: "It's not that I'm ignoring you, it's that I'm not interested in you!"
After all, Lao Jia was really bad back then; his level wasn't just below average, it was downright terrible.
Seeing the mocking smiles of Sister Hua and the other eight, Jia Dongxu's eyes filled with tears. Anger rose in his heart, and with a roar, he charged forward.
Then, in no time at all, Sister Hua and the others pulled him into the small warehouse and showed him around.
Afterwards, Sister Hua looked at Jia Dongxu, who was huddled in the corner with his arms crossed, and chuckled, "You have three days to bring Zhang Chengfei here. Otherwise, you know the consequences..."
After saying this, he waved his hand and led the women away.
The voices of middle-aged women drifted through the air: "I told you long ago, you can't grow potatoes in a sweet potato field. This Jia Dongxu is even worse than his father..."
"Tsk tsk tsk, I heard they even have two kids. I wonder how they got them."
"What do you know? This has nothing to do with size."
"Have you forgotten Yi Zhonghai? He looks impressive, but he still doesn't have any children..."
As Jia Dongxu wiped away his tears and dressed, he secretly resolved that he would never let his third grandfather suffer the same humiliation he had endured!
……
After a busy afternoon, the R&D team finally had a direction for their next task.
As she said, Sister Xie delivered the keys before leaving get off work that afternoon. Just as she had indicated, it was the front yard of number 95, opposite Yan Bugui's house.
Zhang Chengfei was very happy, a genuine happiness from the bottom of his heart.
The reason he took the initiative to acknowledge Zhang Erya was simply to collect dislike points, wasn't it?
Now that we've infiltrated their ranks, the days ahead will surely be exceptionally exciting.
When the get off work bell rang, Zhang Chengfei packed his things and left.
He has always kept his work and life separate. Although he is eager to make a name for himself in this vibrant era, health is the foundation of life, and he must know when to leave work and when to return to work.
Although everyone is full of energy these days, very few people work overtime.
If there aren't enough workers, they hire more; it's rare for one person to do the work of two. Even when overtime is required, there is always full overtime pay.
Perhaps because of this, coupled with his faith and boundless aspirations for the future, Zhang Chengfei always felt that the people with thick hair who passed by him were all full of energy and spirit.
Thinking about those bald little darlings in future generations working 996,007 every day, Zhang Chengfei couldn't help but shed a tear of sympathy for them.
Thank goodness I've transmigrated.
After leaving the steel rolling mill, Zhang Chengfei took a bus to school, packed his luggage, and completed the departure procedures.
Then I hailed a tricycle at the school gate: "Excuse me, 95 Nanluoguxiang."
"Alright, sit down." The driver helped him put his luggage away, got back on the rickshaw, and pushed off with his foot.
A dozen minutes later, the tricycle stopped at the entrance of the courtyard house.
Zhang Chengfei carried his luggage into the courtyard house. Just as he rounded the screen wall, he heard a shrill female voice coming from inside:
"Liu Haizhong, you old bastard, stop talking nonsense! Ever since the previous occupants moved out, I've been storing junk in this house. Why should I move just because you tell me to?"
"You're just a manager, and you really think you're something special?"