In the workshop.

Qin Huairu wanted to understand the connection, smiled, looked at Yi Zhonghai and said.

"Master Yi, you are now the master of the workshop. It is very simple to control a young worker."

"I won't hide from you anymore. As long as you promise to drive He Wenhui out of the workshop, I will immediately go to get the certificate from Sha Zhu and get Sha Zhu out of the mental hospital."

What Yi Zhonghai was waiting for was Qin Huairu's words. He laughed and said, "Comrade Xiao Qin, we have an agreement."

"Now I will let you know how powerful I am as a master."

In order to show his sincerity, Yi Zhonghai straightened his clothes, put down the workpiece on hand, and came to the workshop with his hands behind his back.

At this time, He Wenhui was chatting and laughing with the male workers in the workshop.

When I came to the capital this time, although I encountered something stolen when I first arrived, I was scolded by Wang Weidong later.

However, she was still very satisfied when she came to work in the steel rolling mill workshop.

The work in the workshop is much easier than that in the Ningzhou thermos bottle workshop.

Moreover, there was no one in the workshop watching, urging us to work quickly.

Also, the workers in the workshop are very enthusiastic.

No, as soon as she started working, seven or eight workers came to help. From moving the workpieces to installing them, she almost didn't need any help.

She just needs to chat with them occasionally and smile at them.

Compared with the Ningzhou thermos bottle workshop, this place is simply like a paradise.

I don’t like to miss Shu.

For a time, people were coming and going in front of He Wenhui's work station, almost like a lively vegetable market.

"Comrade, look, your hands are so tender and not suitable for such rough work. Let me help you."

"And me, I am the champion of the skills competition, and my skills are first-rate!"

"What's the use of having good skills? Are you as strong as me? I can lift more than two hundred kilograms of weight by myself.

"Snapped!"

During the excitement, Yi Zhonghai came over and slapped the table with his palms.

"Are you being ridiculous? Are you being ridiculous? You guys are here to work. No matter what the hell is happening around here, please get out of my way."

Yi Zhonghai is a master craftsman in the workshop. Even the workshop director has to give him some respect and is very dignified in the workshop.

The workers who were watching shrank their necks in fear and did not dare to say anything anymore. They quietly returned to their positions and looked in He Wenhui's direction.

I could only look at He Wenhui with worried eyes.

Yi Zhonghai rarely shows up in the workshop these days. This time he suddenly appeared and his tone was so harsh. It must be up to no good.

He Wenhui didn't know Yi Zhonghai, but she could tell from his white-washed work clothes that Yi Zhonghai was a master craftsman.

He stood up and greeted with a smile: "Master worker, what can I do for you?"

Yi Zhonghai said with a cold face: "He Wenhui, you actually called all the nearby workers to come to you during work hours, which seriously delayed the production work in the workshop. What are your intentions?"

He Wenhui looked confused: "Master, what do you mean? These workers see me as a novice and take the initiative to help me. Is this wrong? Besides, who are you?"

Only then did Yi Zhonghai remember that he had not introduced his identity. His old face turned slightly red, and he straightened his back and said, "I am Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter at the steel rolling mill."

"Eighth level fitter... He is indeed a master, but what does this have to do with you?" He Wenhui also realized at this moment that Yi Zhonghai was here to cause trouble.

Although she is a lesbian, she has been a worker for so many years and is not at the mercy of others.

Yes, what does it have to do with Yi Zhonghai?

Yi Zhonghai was only an eighth-level fitter in the workshop and did not hold any position.

In the past, the reason why he had the right to speak in the workshop was purely because other workers respected him and believed in him because he was a master.

And He Wenhui didn't know Yi Zhonghai at all, so naturally she wouldn't let him go.

"you...."

Yi Zhonghai immediately blushed: "In short, you are not allowed to help each other in the workshop. You must complete your own tasks."

"Why!" He Wenhui said with wide eyes: "The workers are so enthusiastic. This is a reflection of the workers' friendship. As a master, instead of joining them, you stood by to block them. What are your intentions? Do you want to sabotage it?"

Unity within our workshop.”

As soon as these words came out, the workers nearby took a breath of cold air.

Too brave. He Wenhui was simply too brave. On weekdays, no one would dare to talk to Yi Zhonghai like this in the workshop.

It is true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that the corners of his mouth trembled, but there was nothing he could do.

Just like He Wenhui said, he is just a master master. He has no position or power in the workshop, so why should he teach He Wenhui a lesson?

At this time, Niu Zhengyi, the workshop director who had been hiding aside, saw the confrontation between the two and knew that if he did not come forward, the matter would not end well.

Yi Zhonghai usually looks upright, but in fact he is a petty person. If anyone offends him, he will not hesitate to do something behind his back.

Niu Zhengyi has a very positive view of He Wenhui, a new worker. When He Wenhui entered the workshop, he not only enlivened the atmosphere, but also worked very seriously. He came to the workshop on time at eight o'clock every day, and when he got off work in the afternoon, he would

Work in the workshop for a while.

Niu Zhengyi liked this little worker from the bottom of his heart and did not want to see her being punished by Yi Zhonghai.

"Old Yi, what's wrong?" Niu Zhengyi walked up to Yi Zhonghai and greeted him with a smile.

Yi Zhonghai pointed at He Wenhui, his lips trembling with anger: "Old Niu, you came just in time. This little worker disobeys the discipline in our workshop. Please discipline her quickly."

"Master, look at what you said. Didn't we understand everything just now? Why didn't I follow the rules?" He Wenhui rolled her eyes at Yi Zhonghai.

"Comrade He Wenhui, please correct your attitude. Yi Zhonghai is the only eighth-level worker in our workshop. You must show respect for Comrade Yi Zhonghai."

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He Wenhui lowered his head: "Yes, Director."

Niu Zhengyi scolded: "He Wenhui, Yi Zhonghai is doing it for your own good. From now on, you must work hard and stop being lazy."

He waved his hand: "Okay, you go back to work now. You must complete today's task."

"Yes, yes..." He Wenhui nodded towards Niu Zhengyi, turned around and returned to his work station to get busy.

"Forget it?" Yi Zhonghai was about to step forward and continue to scold He Wenhui when he saw that although Niu Zhengyi was scolding him very hard, he was actually just handling it lightly.

But he was pulled back by Niu Zhengyi: "Lao Yi, it's time to get off work soon. As a master, you can't just watch our workshop fail to complete today's tasks, right?"

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, he could only give up.

Even if he wanted to embarrass He Wenhui, he couldn't offend the workshop director for this.

"Director, you are right, I will go back to work."

"I promise to complete today's output."

Niu Zhengyi nodded: "Master Yi, you are the master of the workshop. I have high expectations for you."

"Yes Yes Yes...."

Even though Yi Zhonghai can be impressive in front of the workers, he is really not good enough in front of the workshop director.

After all, the workshop director controls the distribution of production tasks.

Recently, the steel rolling mill has been criticized several times by the ministries and commissions because the workpieces it produced were unqualified, and some of its tasks were also deducted.

The workshops cannot operate at full capacity, and workers can only work in shifts.

Some workers are eliminated and cannot receive wages.

Yi Zhonghai still has to feed Silly Zhu, so naturally he cannot be passed over.

....

Qin Huairu had been watching all this quietly. Seeing Yi Zhonghai returning without success, Qin Huairu became angry.

You old thing, you just patted your chest and promised to take care of He Wenhui, but in the blink of an eye, He Wenhui took care of you.

It's really of no use at all.

Qin Huairu felt that if she were in Yi Zhonghai's position, she would definitely be able to drive He Wenhui out.

....

After work, Qin Huairu walked out of the steel rolling mill carrying a canvas bag.

Before taking two steps, he was stopped by Yi Zhonghai.

"Comrade Xiao Qin, please wait."

Qin Huairu stopped, rolled her eyes, looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Master Yi, what's the matter with you?"

Yi Zhonghai rubbed his hands: "Comrade Xiao Qin, we agreed that you will go to the mental hospital with me now to rescue Silly Zhu. You can't go back on your word."

"Am I going back on my word?" Qin Huairu looked at Yi Zhonghai with a funny face: "Yi Zhonghai, we have indeed reached an agreement, but the premise is that you have to drive He Wenhui out of the workshop. Have you done it?"
To be continued...