Siheyuan: Lou Xiaoe's rear-end at the beginning

Chapter 10 [Yi Zhonghai is sour]

A workshop.

"Jiacheng, congratulations!"

"Congratulations on becoming an eighth-level fitter, I say you will definitely pass the assessment."

"Such a great event, why don't you set up two tables to celebrate?"

"..."

After the workers heard the announcement, they all gathered around to congratulate.

Liu Jiacheng's reputation in the factory is completely different from that of the courtyard house.

His reputation in the rolling mill is extremely good!

No matter which worker encounters technical difficulties or life problems, he can definitely help.

It can be said that almost everyone in the workshop has received his help.

Of course...Except for Yi Zhonghai!

"thanks, thanks……"

"Take some time and tell me where you want to go."

Liu Jiacheng responded very politely.

As for treating guests to dinner, it's all trivial.

Now he is an eighth-level fitter, and his salary has risen to the corresponding 87 yuan and [-] cents.

As a single dog, I can't spend the money at all!
And now he still has so many rewards from the system.

However, now he finally knew what the surprise Lou Bancheng was talking about.

It seems that the director of this rolling mill knew yesterday that he had been promoted to the eighth rank of fitter.

He didn't think it was Lou Bancheng's black box operation, because Lou Bancheng didn't have such a big right, and it was impossible for him to take such a big risk.

The most important point, in fact, he knew that he was going to pass [-]% during the work-level assessment.

Because that was the best time he played, better than any other time.

Belong to supernormal performance!

"Jia Cheng, that's what you said."

"We have to really choose a place, and you won't be hurt when the time comes."

"What's wrong with him? After this month, his salary will be more than 80 yuan."

The workers laughed around Liu Jiacheng.

"Keep your word!"

With his current salary, he can find restaurants anywhere in the Forty-Nine City.

No problem at all!

"Then let's not be polite this time, brothers, just hit the local tyrants."

"Haha~~"

The workers laughed again.

Although they talk about beating local tyrants, they are not like those cronies around Jia Dongxu.

When Liu Jiacheng treated guests to dinner before, they were very measured in their hearts, and they would not choose too expensive dishes every time they ordered.

Consumption control is just right!
No one's money comes from the wind, even if Liu Jiacheng is richer than them, they will not go too far.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Jiacheng became one with these workers.

Happy and sad at the same time!

Seeing the workers gathered around Liu Jiacheng, Yi Zhonghai, who was alone by the side, felt extremely uncomfortable.

He and Liu Jiacheng took the level assessment together.

In the end, Liu Jiacheng passed, and he... is still a seventh-level fitter!
In the past, Liu Jiacheng was just an apprentice when he first entered the workshop, and he was a seventh-level fitter.

Six years later, Liu Jiacheng has now become the only eighth-level fitter in the first workshop, and he is still a seventh-level fitter.

Looking at Jia Dongxu again, he still hasn't passed the third-level assessment!
If he had known this would be the case, he should have stood by Liu Jiacheng when the Jia family occupied the house.

Now Yi Zhonghai felt a regret in his heart!
Now there is only one thought in his mind: to have a good relationship with Liu Jiacheng.

Liu Jiacheng clapped his hands: "Everyone, let's start working, we can't delay production."

"Okay, work!"

Although Liu Jiacheng is young, the workers like to listen to him.

Because Liu Jiacheng has the best technology in the first workshop, he will take the initiative to help them when there are technical problems, unlike Yi Zhonghai who put on a bad face all day long.

Over time, everyone likes to be close to Liu Jiacheng!
…………

As soon as Liu Jiacheng returned to the courtyard, Yan Bugui, the third master of the front courtyard, greeted him.

"Jiacheng, congratulations!"

"I became an eighth-level fitter at a young age, and the salary has also risen accordingly."

"This is a happy event, shouldn't we set up two tables to celebrate?"

"My place is big, just eat at my house!"

On the way back, Yan Bugui heard workers say that Liu Jiacheng in their yard had been promoted to the eighth rank of fitter.

He rolled his eyes, this is a good opportunity!
For such a great event, it would be unreasonable not to let Liu Jiacheng set up two tables.

Yesterday their family held an emergency meeting to discuss how to get Liu Jiacheng a meal, and today this opportunity came.

"No time to!"

Liu Jiacheng said something coldly.

He didn't need to guess what Yan Bugui was thinking.

I have to set up a table at his house, and I must be thinking about the leftovers again.

Don't shake Bilian!

"Why don't we set a table."

Seeing Liu Jiacheng ignoring him, Yan Bugui was also sullen.

At this time, the elder Yi Zhonghai also returned to the courtyard after get off work.

"Master, what you say about Liu Jiacheng is really too much."

"I just got promoted to the eighth rank of fitter today, we thought we'd set up two tables in the yard to celebrate him..."

Before Yan Bugui finished speaking, Yi Zhonghai's face darkened suddenly: "No time!"

It's good not to mention Liu Jiacheng's promotion to the eighth-level fitter, but Yi Zhonghai's stomach hurts when he mentions it.

Now talking about Liu Jiacheng's eighth-level fitter, this is not adding salt to his wounds.

"Why are you so arrogant!"

"I can only be a seventh-level fitter in my life."

After Yan Bugui had a bad nose, he returned home angrily.

"Boss, from today onwards, you will pay [-] cents more for food and [-] cents more for accommodation."

Yan Bugui, who didn't plan on Liu Jiacheng, turned around and put his mind on Yan Jiecheng.

"Dad, I really have no money."

"Have you ever seen someone whose son has to pay to live in his own home?"

Yan Jiecheng turned out his trouser pocket which was cleaner than his face.

He only earns 15 yuan a month now, and he has to pay 13 yuan and [-] cents a month, so he can only keep one yuan and two yuan.

Now let him take out another fifty cents!

"Why do you have no money?"

"Prices are going up now, everything is expensive."

"If you don't want to live here, you can move out."

The money Yan Bugui asked for was carefully calculated, and the extra [-] cents was completely within Yan Xiecheng's ability to bear it.

"I'll pay."

Yan Jiecheng also wanted to move out.

But where can he go?

He doesn't even have a wife now, so if he really moves out, he can only sleep in the bridge hole.

……

"Jiacheng, are you back?"

Seeing Liu Jiacheng coming back from get off work, Qin Huairu took the initiative to say hello.

Hearing that Liu Jiacheng has been promoted to the eighth rank of fitter, which is even higher than the rank of the great master Yi Zhonghai, she felt sour in her heart.

This kind of glory and wealth was meant to be shared by her and Liu Jiacheng.

Just because I was blind at the time, I have to do housework here with a big belly, and I can only eat corn bread and gruel for many years.

She took the initiative to say hello to ease the conflict between the two!
Even if he couldn't go back to the past, at least Liu Jiacheng could help her after the relationship eased.

And Liu Jiacheng... directly regarded Qin Huairu as air.

This woman has reached the point of making him sick!
"Ah~~"

Qin Huairu sighed, and returned home with the washbasin in hand.

As soon as she entered the door, a big mouth greeted her.

"Snapped!"

Immediately came a ringing one.

(End of this chapter)