Car milling grinding

  "Lazybones, get up!"

  A loud shout awakened Lin Zhenhua from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the fiery Lin Fanghua in front of him. Compared to the calm and peaceful sister who was sleeping soundly last night, this Lin Fanghua seemed more familiar to Lin Zhenhua.

  "What time is it?" Lin Zhenhua asked drowsily.

  "It's half past seven."

  "It's only seven thirty, what's the big deal?" Lin Zhenhua muttered to himself, closing his eyes again. Graduate students at Huazhong University were all members of the "Jiusan Society", sleeping at three in the morning and getting up at nine, who would disturb people's dreams at seven thirty?

  Lin Fanghua reached out and pinched Lin Zhenhua's ear, pulling him up. Lin Zhenhua was in pain but had no choice but to sit up: "I'm asking you, Miss Xiaofang, why did you wake me up so early?"

  Lin Fanghua said with annoyance: "I'm telling you, Young Master Hua, it's already 7:30 now, not early. Work starts at 8 o'clock and you're still not getting up, when do you plan to get up?"

  "Go to work?" Lin Zhenhua rubbed his head and asked: "I haven't reported for duty yet, what work am I going to?"

  "Well, aren't you going to report for duty quickly?" Lin Fanghua said.

  "What's the hurry? The admission letter says to report before September 15th. Today is... August 29th, isn't it? There's still plenty of time."

  "You're silly," said Lin Fanghua. "Uncle Yang said that you should hurry up and report for work now, because if you report for work now, you can get half a month's salary, and in the future when your salary is adjusted, it will be calculated as if you reported for work in August. If you're late by two days, it will only be counted as reporting for work in September."

  What kind of rules are these, Lin Zhenhua scolded in his heart, but he also knew what was important. An extra half month's salary was a good thing, at least it would be enough to make Xiaofang some boiled fish for dinner. For now, he hadn't thought of any way to make money, so he might as well take the money that he could get his hands on.

  Lin Fanghua had a bit of a housewife's demeanor, having gotten up early to cook porridge. Lin Zhenhua drank two bowls of porridge and changed into clean clothes under Lin Fanghua's guidance before heading off to work.

  "Has Little Hua left?" Yang Chunshan appeared at Lin Zhenhua's door and asked.

  "Uncle Yang, come in, my brother hasn't left yet." Lin Fanghua hastily invited Yang Chunshan to enter.

  Yang Chunshan walked in with a cloth bag, took out the things inside and put them on the table. Lin Zhenhua took a closer look and found that they were the cigarettes and wine he had given to Yang Chunshan yesterday. One of the two bottles of wine was already empty, and Yang Chunshan had brought back the other one.

  "What does this mean?" Lin Zhenhua asked.

  Yang Chunshan said in a low voice: "Xiaohua, you go to the factory office later and find Liang Guangping. He is the deputy director of human resources. You report to him, then give him this bottle of wine, and also... five packs of cigarettes. The rest of the cigarettes are left for the workshop director, team leader, etc., each person gets one pack. The master gets two packs, and other workers only need a few sticks."

  "This beam......" Lin Zhenhua didn't understand for a moment.

  "Liang Guangping." Lin Fanghua reminded, "He is in charge of personnel, and you offended him when you were in the factory before."

  "Is that so?" Lin Zhenhua patted his head, seemingly remembering that Liang Guangping was a blustery deputy factory director who had once scolded him and others for being mischievous in the factory. As a result, Lin Zhenhua and Zhao Yongqun climbed onto the roof of his house and blocked the chimney, causing his family's kitchen to fill with smoke when they cooked.

  Yang Chunshan said, "Past things are just children who don't understand, Director Liang won't hold it against you. But when it comes to dividing the work, his word is final, so say a few polite words and give him the cigarettes and wine. He won't ignore such good cigarettes and wine."

  Lin Zhenhua shook his head and said, "Uncle Yang, this tobacco and wine are for showing respect to you, how can one gift be sent to two families?"

  Yang Chunshan said, "I drank a bottle of wine yesterday, and I appreciate your kindness. Take this bottle of wine to give to the factory director, it's very important for you. If the division of labor is not good, you will suffer losses for a lifetime, even finding a partner will be affected."

  Lin Zhenhua said: "Uncle Yang, I mean what I say, I absolutely won't go to give the factory director gifts. As for finding a partner, don't worry, I will definitely find the best girl under the sky."

  "You kid, why don't you listen?" Yang Chunshan was somewhat annoyed. "I've eaten more salt than you've had rice, and I still don't know. You're not in the army now, but in a local place, it's just this kind of thing that gets you ahead. If you don't do it this way, you'll be at a disadvantage. If you feel like you can't save face, I'll go deliver it for you. After all, everyone knows you're like half my son, so it's suitable for me to represent you."

  How did I become like your half-son? Lin Zhenhua secretly smiled to himself, a half-son is just a son-in-law, could it be that this old man wants to marry his daughter off to me? That Yang Xin, the same age as Xiaofang, also 16 years old, after taking a few glances yesterday, indeed has some potential for beauty, with good nurturing in a few years, should be quite good...

  "Xiao Hua, you tell me, are you going to send it or should I do it for you?" Yang Chunshan interrupted Lin Zhenhua's daydream, pulling him back to reality.

  "No one dares to drink." Lin Zhenhua said, he went into Lin Fanghua's room and brought out a pen, writing on the wine bottle label "Dedicated to beloved Uncle Yang Chunshan, anyone else who drinks is a damn fool". After finishing, he put down the pen and smiled at Yang Chunshan, saying: "Uncle Yang, look, who dares to drink now?"

  "You..." Yang Chunshan was indignant, but couldn't vent his anger. The other person's child insisted on offering him the wine with good intentions, what could he say? He stomped his foot in annoyance and turned to leave.

  "Xiao Fang, you take the cigarettes and wine back to Uncle Yang later," Lin Zhenhua said, "I'm going to report for duty."

  "Brother, you don't have to deliver the goods, just say a few good words to Director Liang and he'll assign you a good job." Lin Fanghua reminded him as she chased after him.

  Lin Zhenhua sauntered into the factory department, where many people recognized him and called out his nickname. He had no choice but to address each of them as "Uncle" or "Auntie", accompanied by countless smiling faces.

  Liang Guangping's office was on the second floor. Lin Zhenhua arrived at the door of the office, and saw a middle-aged man with a slightly bald head watering the flowers on the windowsill, looking very relaxed. Lin Zhenhua recognized him, he was Liang Guangping, compared to two years ago, his appearance had not changed much, only that he had lost some more hair.

  "Director Liang, hello." Lin Zhenhua stood at the door and said respectfully. He didn't have much respect for Liang Guangping, but it was out of a habitual courtesy.

  Liang Guangping turned around and took a look at Lin Zhenhua, then nodded: "Oh, aren't you the child of Old Lin's family? Called..."

  "My name is Lin Zhenhua."

  "Oh, right, Lin Zhenhua." Liang Guangping put down the watering can and walked up to him, extending his hand for a handshake with Lin Zhenhua before returning to his seat. He pointed to the chair beside him, indicating for Lin Zhenhua to sit down, then continued: "The personnel department has already told me that you've been discharged from the army and according to regulations, you can return to work at the factory."

  "Yes, Director Liang, I've come to report for duty today." Lin Zhenhua said cautiously.

  "Reporting matters can be handled by the Labor Department," said Liang Guangping. "Here, I mainly arrange a job for you. How about it? Do you have any thoughts?"

  "I'll follow the arrangement." Lin Zhenhua said, he wasn't just saying nice words, but he really didn't care much about division of labor. As a time-traveler, he could even win several million dollars by buying lottery tickets, so why bother with what kind of job? By the way, in 1979, there was no lottery yet, and even if there were, Lin Zhenhua had never memorized winning numbers.

  Li Guangping searched Lin Zhenhua from head to toe and found that he was empty-handed, with nothing on him. He couldn't help but feel a little displeased. As the deputy factory director in charge of personnel, he had the power to decide many people's positions and salaries, so both workers and cadres in the factory showed great respect for him. Not to mention that they would offer him bribes when they needed something from him, even on ordinary days when there was nothing special going on, they would still give him a pack of good cigarettes or something. It was the first time he had seen someone who came with nothing despite facing a division of labor.

  "You were a junior high school graduate before joining the army, but it seemed that getting the graduation certificate was a bit difficult at that time. Wasn't it Old Su, the head of the armed forces department, who helped you get it?" Liang Guangping said in a casual tone, as if chatting with an old friend.

  "Hmm, I guess so." Lin Zhenhua replied, after all, this was not something to be proud of, and he couldn't answer with confidence. However, his words sounded like nonsense to Liang Guangping's ears - how could you say "I guess" about your own graduation certificate?

  "You've been in the army for years, your cultural studies shouldn't be too sufficient, right?" Liang Guangping continued to say.

  "It's okay, I've learned some things on my own." Lin Zhenhua replied with a smile, his previous incarnation was a graduate student at Huaying University, and his cultural level was quite high.

  "It's a good thing to be self-taught, the Party Central Committee also advocates for self-study. However, the knowledge in the army and the knowledge in the factory are not quite the same, what you learned in the army is useless in the factory."

  "It doesn't matter, I can still continue to study on my own. Factory director, you don't have to worry either, turning, milling, grinding, I can learn any of them." Lin Zhenhua said, during his school days, every semester had metalworking practice, and he really wasn't unfamiliar with many tasks in the factory.

  "Want to work as a lathe turner?" Liang Guangping almost burst out laughing. This silly soldier thought he was the son of the Light Industry Bureau, coming empty-handed to see the factory director and wanting to be a lathe turner?

  "Welding, inspection, testing, I can do all these things too." Lin Zhenhua was completely unaware and continued to make decisions on behalf of the factory director. The type of work really didn't matter, even if he hadn't studied it before, with his IQ, combined with a mechanical background, what couldn't he do well?

  "All the technical positions are already filled." Liang Guangping interrupted Lin Zhenhua's words, unable to let this fool continue dreaming. "Little Lin, you just returned from the army and still need more training, so start with a general laborer position. How about going to the metalworking workshop as a porter?"

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