Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 349 Technician
Upon hearing Liu Chunhua's words, Wang Meiyan instinctively stiffened her neck and retorted defiantly:
"I won't let myself be taken advantage of!"

With a noncommittal smile, Wang Chengpeng agreed, saying:

"Since she's going to suffer a loss anyway, it's better for an outsider to suffer a loss than for us to suffer a loss."

"Besides, given her quirky personality, as long as she doesn't let others suffer, that's fine."

It was at this moment that Wang Tieshan seemed to suddenly remember something and spoke up:

"By the way, Xiaopeng, it seems that Factory Director Wang wants to talk to you about something. He said he'd let me know when you get back."

He said it wasn't in a rush, but asked me to make sure I could go.

Wang Yong is looking for himself?
Countless possibilities flashed through Wang Chengpeng's mind in an instant, but in the end only the most likely ones remained.

If nothing unexpected happens, Wang Yong must have something good to say to him.

Thinking this through, Wang Chengpeng readily agreed, saying:

"Okay, then I'll go tomorrow."

"Some things are much more accurate when said face to face than when they are relayed through a messenger."

After finishing their story, the family was once again immersed in the happiness of enjoying their meal, with the sound of slurping up the rice noodles filling the air.

Before long, everyone's mouths were glistening with oil and their bellies were round.

Then Zhu Hong divided the remaining food among the family dogs, and the meal was finally over.

……

The next day, Wang Chengpeng got up very early as usual.

Although there was nothing urgent, he had long since developed a biological clock of going to bed early and waking up early.

Because it was relatively close by, and because his old bicycle had already been smashed to pieces in the fight with the wolves, Wang Chengpeng chose to walk to Dapeng Sugar Factory this time.

For Dapeng Sugar Factory, Wang Chengpeng is a household name.

At least Wang Yong, the factory director, had specifically instructed the gatekeepers outside that if Wang Chengpeng were to visit, they must respectfully invite him in.

This time, however, Wang Chengpeng was surprised to find that the guards at the entrance of Dapeng Sugar Factory had changed; they were no longer the village militiamen.

It seems that a separate security department has already been established for the sugar factory.

After all, it's not a good thing to keep exploiting the village militia. If it weren't for the fact that Dapeng Sugar Factory also affects the vital interests of the villagers, someone would probably have reported it long ago.

However, these security personnel looked quite familiar, so they must have been outstanding militia members in the past. This can be considered as leaving a way out for the village's militia.

What he saw next confirmed Wang Chengpeng's guess: there were now many more offices along the road leading to the factory director's office.

They each perform their duties, and I believe they can work together to run Dapeng Sugar Factory even better.

As soon as Wang Chengpeng introduced himself, Wang Yong greeted him with great respect and led him inside.

After quickly brewing a cup of tea, Wang Yong inquired about Wang Chengpeng's health, saying:
"Master, why are you being discharged from the hospital so soon? Why didn't you stay in the hospital a little longer?"

"You were injured while helping the village drive away the wolves, and you made such a great contribution to the village. It's only right and proper that the village will cover your hospital expenses."

Wang Chengpeng took a sip of tea and said, "I'll come back when I'm better."

“If I stay in the hospital any longer, I’m afraid people will gossip and say I’m taking advantage of socialism.”

Upon hearing Wang Chengpeng's words, Wang Yong subconsciously frowned and asked in a low voice:
"Master, have you heard someone gossiping?"

"Tell me your name. Do you really think our Wang family is just sitting around doing nothing?"

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Chengpeng changed the subject, saying:
"This matter is not important. Tell me what you came to see me about today."

Seeing that Wang Chengpeng was unwilling to talk about it further, Wang Yong sighed and ultimately did not dwell on the issue.

If Wang Chengpeng didn't want to talk about it, even if he asked again, it would be in vain.

Thinking this, he got up and went back to his desk, placing the two items in front of Wang Chengpeng.

The first item was a very exquisite-looking handbag, which, judging from its size, should be able to hold quite a lot of things.

The second item was a contract, an employment contract for Wang Chengpeng as a technician at Dapeng Sugar Factory.

The contract looked unremarkable, except for the salary section, which was extremely eye-catching. It stated that Wang Chengpeng's salary was no less than 200 yuan per month, which was an astronomical figure.

Weighing this not-so-heavy contract, Wang Chengpeng felt it carried an extremely heavy weight.

Without signing directly, Wang Chengpeng smiled and said to Wang Yong:

"Director Wang, do you know what consequences you will face if you give me a contract like this?"

If Wang Chengpeng's salary was only forty or fifty yuan, he definitely wouldn't cause any trouble in Wangjia Village.
After all, ordinary workers in the factory earn 20 or 30 yuan a month, so it is perfectly reasonable for Wang Chengpeng, as a technician, to earn more.

But that's a full two hundred yuan in wages, and anyone who knows about it can't help but be envious.

Even if the person who offered the job was Wang Yong, the factory director, he would inevitably face criticism from the public, and it might even shake his position as factory director.

However, when faced with Wang Chengpeng's questioning, Wang Yong remained completely indifferent, saying:
"Master, you're not joking with me, are you?"

"Don't you know your own abilities better than I do? You know whether you're capable of working as a technician for two hundred yuan. Don't joke with me."

"Don't be fooled by my high price; I'm actually afraid you won't agree, Master."

Putting everything else aside, Wang Chengpeng's incredible repair skills alone are worth the price.

Although Wang Chengpeng received a high premium for repairing the equipment Wang Xia'an damaged last time,
But if you really calculate it strictly, it's definitely not a small amount.

In this era of rebuilding from scratch, technology is the true primary productive force.

Most importantly, all the equipment in the factory was designed by Wang Chengpeng, so he was the perfect technician.

Apart from Wang Chengpeng, no one else was capable of taking on the role of technician at Dapeng Sugar Factory.

The logic is sound, and those who know the inside story will naturally have no objection, but for those who don't know the truth, it's definitely something very difficult to understand.

Most importantly, very few people in the entire Wangjia Village know the truth; only a very small number of people know.

Without picking up a pen, Wang Chengpeng sighed and said, "Wang Yong, you've really given me a tough problem."

"If this contract is signed, it will be a huge problem for both of us."

"There are even times when we have no choice but to expose some things."

Faced with Wang Chengpeng's hesitation, Wang Yong's eyes were full of incomprehension, and he began to argue loudly:
"Master, I think you're still too modest."

"Being low-key is a sign of humility, but being too low-key can make one feel like a pearl is being tarnished."

"In my opinion, you have absolutely no need to hide your strength. If you have the ability, you should let everyone know and admire it."

At this point, Wang Yong added, "..."
"This technician job is a very good job. Not only is the salary high and the benefits good, but the work is also very flexible. It is very suitable for a master."

“The country is now encouraging workers to take the college entrance examination. According to the policy, even if you go to university, the factory can continue to support you.”

"You've gotten a huge sum of money for free! This is a windfall that most people couldn't even dream of. Master, why are you so reluctant to take it?"

"Most importantly, Master, can someone as outstanding as you really hide your talent so easily?"

"Unless you intend to remain an ordinary person forever, you are destined to become a shining star."

"The same thing happened before. Even though you kept hiding yourself, all sorts of strange things eventually exposed you."

Although Wang Yong's words had a somewhat sophistical tone, they also inexplicably made some sense.

At least he's right, Wang Chengpeng's excellence is something he can't hide just because he wants to.

Hearing Wang Yong's resounding words, a clear light flashed in Wang Chengpeng's eyes, and he nodded as if he had some understanding.

With a relieved smile, Wang Chengpeng realized he had been stuck in a rut.

Wang Yong is right. Unless he is willing to give up the benefits he deserves, he is destined not to live a mediocre life.

After figuring all this out, Wang Chengpeng immediately stopped hesitating, picked up a pen, and signed the employment contract.

Although the technician's salary was not high, only two hundred yuan, it brought Wang Chengpeng a lot of convenience.

Putting aside other matters, as a technician, it is perfectly normal for Wang Chengpeng to represent Dapeng Sugar Factory to exchange ideas with other places, and it is entirely possible for him to issue a letter of introduction.

In this situation, he could easily use the guise of technical exchange to take care of his own private matters in another city.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Wang Chengpeng is just too outstanding. He can't hide his brilliance at all.

Even if he hides himself for now, he is destined to shine in the college entrance examination in the near future.

Since I am destined to be extraordinary, why should I be timid and hesitant? I got the job through my own abilities, so why should I be afraid of other people's criticism?

Questioning whether I'm qualified to be a technician? Then I'll silence everyone with my absolute abilities!

Wang Chengpeng did not put on airs as a mentor and immediately expressed his gratitude to Wang Yong:

"They say that in a group of three, there is bound to be one who can teach me something, and that's really true. At least I've learned something from you today."

After returning the employment contract, he picked up the briefcase that Wang Yong had given him.

By simply unzipping the zipper a little, Wang Chengpeng could see a dense array of large unity symbols, which were particularly eye-catching.

He quickly pulled the zipper back up and asked, somewhat puzzled:

"Wang Yong, what's the meaning of this money?"

When questioned by Wang Chengpeng, Wang Yong replied matter-of-factly:

"This money is of course for your equipment, Master."

"The factory has so many advanced pieces of equipment; each one would cost several thousand yuan to buy elsewhere."

"Not only did the foreman refuse to let the factory use these devices for free, but he also brought out the design drawings."

“But Master, although you are of noble character, Dapeng Sugar Factory cannot let you suffer losses. This is all money you deserve.”

"But the equipment you provided, Master, doesn't come with an invoice, so it's difficult to process the accounts. Plus, Dapeng Sugar Factory has only just started production this year, so that's all the money we've managed to raise so far."

At this point, Wang Yong said with deep feeling:
"Master, the cafeteria you asked me to set up is really quite convenient."

"It not only provided benefits to the employees, but also allowed the factory to incur some expenses that were difficult to cover. I suppose this was expected."

"Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. There is eight thousand yuan in here, which is all the money that you deserve, Master. You must not refuse it."

Wang Chengpeng: ...? ? ?
In all honesty, he only asked Wang Yong to pay attention to certain details to handle some inconvenient accounts, and he did not mean to imply that Wang Yong should settle his equipment fees as soon as possible.

However, Wang Yong was right. Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. This was money he was entitled to, so he didn't refuse it.

Don't underestimate this simple blueprint; it embodies countless hours of his hard work, and every part and design reflects a wealth of knowledge.

Seeing that Wang Chengpeng had put away the briefcase, Wang Yong breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that his master was stubborn and would not take money for his work. If that happened, how could he feel comfortable taking advantage of him again?

Take the matter of the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative this time, for example. If it weren't for Wang Chengpeng's influence, how could the sales of Dapeng white sugar have spread so quickly?

If sales can't be expanded, then money can't be recovered, and everyone will struggle to make ends meet—it's a vicious cycle.

Thanks to Wang Chengpeng's immense influence, the municipal supply and marketing cooperative not only agreed to supply more goods, but also made payments incredibly quickly, never delaying payment.

Thinking of the five-figure sum in the accounts of Dapeng Sugar Factory, Wang Yong smiled with relief, thinking to himself that the villagers of Wangjia Village would finally be able to have a prosperous New Year this year.

As the factory manager of Dapeng Sugar Factory, I have not let them down!
Wang Chengpeng deserves 70-80% of the credit for making all of this go so smoothly, so how could he dare to let go of this powerful patron?

With an increasingly amiable smile, Wang Yong said ingratiatingly:
"Master, the main reason I invited you here today is about the technician and equipment payment issues. Both of these matters have been resolved. If you have nothing else to do, you can go back now."

"With the college entrance exam just around the corner, I don't want to take up too much of your time."

Wang Yong dared not ask Wang Chengpeng to leave, but he also didn't want to waste his master's precious time, so he said that there was nothing else to do today.

He was fine, but Wang Chengpeng was in trouble.

After rummaging through his thick cotton coat, Wang Chengpeng finally pulled out a small piece of paper folded into a square.

When unfolded, the small square piece of paper was covered with a large amount of text.

(End of this chapter)