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The changes of the times always drive people to keep up with the rushing river, and the speed of robots moving things makes the six people in the manual class greatly admire. However, their inner pride will not fade away. Just like master, safety issues, operational issues, lack of knowledge, and training issues are always discussed. Although they are either suffering from waist injuries or shoulder injuries, or being hit, they seem to be more accustomed to what they are used to.
Although master agreed on the surface, Lao Tian in the manual class seemed unwilling. He has been in the manual class for many years, and calluses on his hands have covered the wounds. His slender and strong body, muscles filling the sleeves of his clothes, still exude the passion for the manual class work when shaking hands. This passion seems to come with an additional condition for Lao Tian, that is, his shoulders have obvious problems, and he has just been diagnosed with a protruding disc in his back. Although no one knows, for Wang Beidou who comes from the manual class, he is familiar with everyone's situation. Lao Tian heard about the high efficiency of robots and secretly ran away from the manual class. When the two old buddies met, they naturally had a lot to catch up on.
"I say Beidou, you are good, but did the leader agree? The meeting in July made Secretary Shen so angry with your absence," Lao Tian said with a screwdriver in his mouth, looking at the guy in front of him who was three times his height, seemingly not at ease.
"Lao Tian, how's your back? Hasn't your wife kicked you out of the house?" brother Dau patted Lao Tian's back and chuckled, "You old man, why do you always bring up my wife? I'll have a good chat with you later." Lao Tian looked around and finally lowered his head to brother Dau and proudly said, "She hasn't had the chance to kick me out yet." Seeing Lao Tian's confidence, brother Dau took out a pack of cigarettes, "How about it, this is something that only thirty packs are available in the whole city, want to try?" Lao Tian brightened up. The cigarettes he usually smoked for a dozen yuan had made his throat irritable. Today, Beidou took out this, and they would probably have a good chat. "Beidou, you have a way, but it won't work on the production line. Can you talk to me later?" Lao Tian made a gesture of invitation, but was stopped by brother Dau, "These three youngsters are not good enough, I have to watch them." brother Dau smiled and handed him the cigarette. "Come during lunch, we'll have a good chat, okay?" Lao Tian smiled inwardly, "You old man, okay, I'll come. I heard that in a few days, I'll have to find you to test something online." Without waiting for brother Dau to ask, Lao Tian slipped away.
"brother Dau, it seems you have a lot of business too," Zhang Xu finished adjusting the equipment and came over. "How's the learning going?" brother Dau came to his senses and looked at Liu Shuai's operation. "It's going well. We worked on it for a long time the other day before we got it right. The board had deviations, the robot didn't move, the things were swaying, and the robot still didn't move. Once we adjusted it, it worked," Zhang Xu described. brother Dau nodded. The rapid progress of these young men made brother Dau feel a little relieved.
Secretary Shen is the head of the production team here and also came from the original manual class. He knows the importance of safety because even in the era of manual labor, there were incidents of people being injured due to carelessness. Coincidentally, during the recent months of safety promotion activities, Secretary Shen responded to the call and went to the city-level safety training class. After returning to the factory recently, he once wanted to withdraw the robot project team due to the accidents involving Wang Beidou's robots. However, after being persuaded by Wang Beidou, he decided to keep the robot project team.
It so happened that Secretary Shen's call came while Wang Beidou was observing the three people learning.
"Secretary Shen, how have you been lately?" brother Dau took out his phone and answered the call, knowing it was Secretary Shen's call from the voice.
"The robots are doing well here, and three young people have come and are learning fast," brother Dau reported to Secretary Shen while finding a quiet place and sitting on a chair. "How can I live up to this? Secretary Shen, without your support, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here," Zhang Xu and the other two looked at brother Dau with joy, as if they were seeing an old friend. "Okay, okay, Secretary Shen, is the leader's tea still to your taste? How about we arrange a time when you come back?" brother Dau tentatively asked Secretary Shen. "Our own people's tea always smells better than others. Okay, Secretary Shen, let's arrange a time when you come back, how about that?"
"You see how happy brother Dau is, as if he just won the lottery, his mouth is almost reaching the sky," whispered Zhang Xu, "I guess someone is going to help him with something. Since we arrived, I've been hearing about the robots being withdrawn. The manual workers keep shouting about it being unsafe. Don't you think so?" Wang San seemed to have heard brother Dau's conversation at the other end, his face serious as he held the robot's teaching device, studying the robot's movements.
brother Dau temporarily passed the safety check, and now he was going to start rectifying this group of slackers. His own plan was about to make new progress.
Meanwhile, Fu Qiyue, who had secretly met with members of the opposite sex, was not so lucky.
She was now sitting in her uncle's car, driving along the San Mountain Expressway towards the Longyuan District Committee. Fu Qiyue had grown up with her uncle, while her parents were often away. Before her father left, he entrusted his daughter to her uncle, and her uncle, Fu Zhonghua, and the secretary of the Longyuan District Committee, Li Zhongwen, were war buddies from 1984. The two miraculously survived after blowing up a wolf's den under the high mountains during the war, rescuing their brothers on the brink of death on the battlefield, and becoming sworn brothers, which led to a life-and-death agreement. Now, her uncle was going to find a good boy for Fu Qiyue, who he had raised as his own daughter.
The car sped along the expressway, and Fu Qiyue looked in the mirror, wearing such delicate makeup for the first time, almost concealing the dark circles under her eyes from her recent insomnia. Her skin had been smoothed out by the skincare products her uncle had bought, showing good elasticity when pinched. Her hair had also been specially treated by her uncle, and the clothes she had chosen herself, a black jacket with the word "FREE" printed on it, wrapped around her body, concealing certain parts while highlighting the effects of the skincare treatment on her face and the bewildered light in her eyes. She wore a pair of long jeans that accentuated her straight legs.
Strangely, the matter of finding a boyfriend did not make the troubled girl happy. Although her status had elevated the position of a stranger, it seemed that her status did not appeal to her. She was still thinking about that night and waiting for the answer she wanted. Her uncle caught her in a moment of distraction and said, "Are you still thinking about that wild boy? When we get to Uncle Li's house, don't be absent-minded." Although her uncle was driving, he noticed his niece's absent-mindedness. For him, although he could completely ignore it, he still had to keep his promise and go to the appointment.
Secretary Li Zhongwen was a good friend of Fu Zhonghua's from the same battalion back then. After the war, he was transferred to the Longyuan Village as the village secretary. In the 1990s, the two of them jointly established the first private enterprise in Beigang, "Beigang Happy Snacks," which was also the predecessor of the crispy chicken shop where Fu Qiyue worked. Two years ago, Li Zhongwen was promoted to the secretary of the district committee, and the two had a close personal relationship. Both of their children had reached the age of needing to handle their own affairs, which was a tricky matter for both of them.
"Niece, I know you don't want to do this. Without your support, our shop wouldn't have made it this far. So, you have to understand, niece," Fu Zhonghua wiped a tear from his eye and coughed. "I understand, Uncle, but I can't accept it so easily," Fu Qiyue said firmly, looking at her uncle's doubtful eyes in the rearview mirror. "For the sake of life, one has to bow down," her uncle sighed. Perhaps like many others, he had liked someone for many years, but was always constrained by status, family, and the ancient traditions of parental orders and matchmakers, like dark clouds hanging over everyone.
"Be obedient. I've raised you for so many years, and I've supported you in everything you wanted, but this matter is not up to you," her uncle stepped on the gas, and Fu Qiyue's heart trembled. She didn't say anything, and her eyes remained unchanged.
The courtyard of the Longyuan District Committee was one of the few quiet places in this bustling city. Under the shade of a hundred-year-old tree, two people were playing chess, and the fragrance of tea called out to every passing guest. Li Zhongwen had just signed a document and was playing chess with the Deputy Secretary when he saw his old comrade's car stop at the district committee. Without waiting for the Deputy Secretary's help, he picked up his crutch and rushed to his old comrade's embrace, just like they used to dash around on the battlefield.
"It's been over twenty years," Li Zhongwen's hands trembled with excitement. The two survivors from the battlefield were now like old friends, talking about everything and nothing. Excitedly, he even asked the Deputy Secretary to arrange some snacks for Fu Qiyue. "Your daughter?" Li Zhongwen was as excited as if he had seen a fairy, seemingly not needing much discussion.
"Hello, Uncle," Fu Qiyue politely stood up. "There's no need for such formalities for a future family member. Please sit down," Li Zhongwen was delighted. "This is my niece, Fu Qiyue, we've been together for twenty years, and she's very sensible," Fu Zhonghua was extremely proud. "Your young master, has he graduated from university? Where is he working?" Fu Zhonghua leaned over to Li Zhongwen's ear and asked in a low voice.
The Deputy Secretary also brought over Li Shaohua, who hadn't finished his paperwork. He was a tall and strong young man, not much different in salary from Fu Qiyue for a month's work. "Hello, Uncle, I'm Li Shaohua," Shaohua was very polite, shaking hands with Fu Zhonghua. Faced with this college graduate, it seemed to remind the forty-something uncle of his own student days. "Good, good, a college graduate, and a bachelor's degree at that, not simple at all. Well done," he praised, recalling his own ten years of not being able to study, and going to the army to escape the world, to reach the position he was in today.
"Thank you for your praise, Uncle. And who is this?" Li Shaohua turned around and saw Fu Qiyue sitting silently in the corner.
"This is your uncle's daughter. You didn't even greet her," Li Zhongwen reprimanded, and his son immediately understood. "Hello, Li Shaohua," he said.
Faced with the sudden appearance of a stranger reaching out a strange hand, Fu Qiyue hesitated. The overwhelming unfamiliarity made it difficult for her to think clearly.
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