"Yes, there are a lot of people this time. I think this posture is a bit of a big move."

After Liu Wei finished speaking, Tie Lei had already stood up and was about to leave, but found that he was still holding the hammer in his hand. He took two steps back and put it down, "Let's go early. We are following Factory Director Xiao Yang. We can't eat meat."

I can drink some soup."

Tie Lei walked quickly outside the workshop, and the disciples around him looked envious after hearing this.

"Hey, hey, wait for me."

"This old man is more anxious than me."

With that said, he also ran out of the workshop.

Four workshops.

A middle-aged man in his thirties or forties is squatting on the ground, holding a welding gun in his hand, lighting the steel below from time to time. The moment the sparks appear, the man can always raise his head and sideways to avoid the dazzling sparks, and as the sparks sting.

There was a sound, leaving a string of silver spots on the steel.

The middle-aged man has a solemn expression, an honest face, and his eyes are extremely serious.

"Fool."

Just when the middle-aged man was working according to his familiar rhythm, a shout came from beside him. The man quickly stopped and turned off the power.

This seemed to be a subconscious action ingrained into his bones.

"master!"

When he saw the visitor, the man quickly stood up and shouted respectfully.

The visitor was an old man covered in wrinkles. Seeing the man's appearance, he felt relieved.

My greatest achievement in this life is not to support my three sons and three daughters, but to find this disciple.

"Idiot, stop for a moment. I have something to tell you."

"Master, please sit down and talk."

The fool stepped forward and helped the old man to a resting place, stretched out his hand to wipe the wooden boards on the ground, asked the old man to sit down, and then stood aside.

"Idiot, your skills are already better than those of the master. This is called being better than the master. The master sees it in his heart and is very happy."

Hearing the master's praise, the man rubbed his hands together nervously, not knowing what to say.

"Don't be nervous. What are you afraid of talking to the master?"

"If you surpass the master, it means that the master taught well, and his skills can be regarded as inherited. Unlike the person in the first workshop who has been teaching for half a lifetime and is still a first-class worker."

The old man had something to say, and the middle-aged man's face turned red, "Master, I, I will definitely pass the eighth level exam to give you a good reputation."

"Haha, okay, okay!"

The old man smiled. In fact, he had said this tone a long time ago, but it is rare for an apprentice to have such ambition and he cannot let it down.

"Master, come here, I have something to tell you."

The middle-aged man listened respectfully.

"The workshop director said that Director Xiao Yang asked me to help, but my eyes make me shed tears when I look at the electric fire. I have to accept it when I get old."

"So the master recommends you to Factory Director Xiao Yang."

"You know Factory Manager Xiao Yang, right?"

The man nodded vigorously. Everyone in the workshop knew this.

Well, he was once an apprentice just like them, but he became an eighth-level worker in a short time, and now he has become an engineer by virtue of his design talent.

Factory Director Xiao Yang, in the hearts of these workers, is the beacon of pursuit, illuminating the smooth road ahead.

"Go to Factory Director Xiao Yang and perform well. If you don't do well, don't say I am your master."

The man listened and nodded vigorously.

Workshop five...

Nine workshops...

When everyone is called up or notified, they leave their posts and quickly go to the large conference room.
Chapter completed!