The Fitter Master in the Courtyard: Surrounded by Dead Men

"Director Yang asked."

"No objection! Of course, no objection!"

Cao Dayu and Song Zixu rushed to answer.

Being commended and recognized by the entire factory was something they never dared to dream of.

Now that the honor has truly fallen on my head, I feel like I'm floating on air.

Factory Director Yang turned his gaze to Yang Ping, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

After all, the previous commendations had generated a lot of discussion about this young man.

"It's okay."

Yang Ping said calmly, "The barriers to research and development are there; others can't learn them even if they want to."

In fact, the workers had long been used to hearing the radio so often.

Moreover, since it involves technical breakthroughs, no one can get involved, so naturally no one will say anything more.

"Then it's settled."

Factory Director Yang nodded and then instructed, "Once the two new workshops are officially operational, you can appropriately reduce investment in Workshop 1 and the R&D department, and focus on improving the efficiency of the new production line."

He spoke up.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the factory manager's office seemed to be set.

The lithium battery workshop and the electric bicycle workshop are two new projects that are about to be built. What Director Yang cares about most is that they can be successfully implemented without any problems.

"Don't worry, Director Yang."

Yang Ping agreed readily.

Building a workshop is not a matter of just a few days; there is plenty of time.

With this period of time to work around the clock, everything that needed to be arranged in the workshop and the R&D department could be properly arranged, and the vague concerns in his heart gradually dissipated with this thought.

"That's good."

Factory Director Yang nodded, his expression relaxing somewhat.

"If there's nothing else, you can go back now."

He waved his hand, indicating that the conversation should end there.

"good!"

Cao Dayu and Song Zixu walked out the door one after the other with smiles on their faces.

Yang Ping then walked away.

Having taken on the responsibility of being the new workshop director, it would be a lie to say I felt no pressure.

But he prefers to see this pressure as a force pushing him forward—things must be done one by one, and the road must be walked steadily step by step.

"Director Yang, we really owe you a lot this time!"

He had only walked a few steps out of the office when Cao Dayu couldn't help but catch up with him, his tone full of sincerity.

"If it weren't for your guidance, how could we have achieved what we have today?"

Song Zixu nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Director Yang, thank you!"

"Don't say that."

Yang Ping waved his hand.

He hadn't been in the R&D department for long, but these two had always been there for him, working diligently and using their brains.

The recognition and rewards they receive from the factory are earned through their own efforts; he's just going with the flow.

"Director Yang, I'll see if I have anything presentable at home and bring it over!"

Cao Dayu spoke sincerely, his eyes shining.

"Hey, what a coincidence! My dad still has an old ginseng root, I heard it's been around for quite a while. I'll bring it over for you to nourish yourself sometime!"

Song Zixu responded quickly, looking very serious.

"Really, you don't need to."

Yang Ping quickly stopped him.

The two of them were getting more and more excited as they talked, and it seemed like they couldn't wait to go home and rummage through their belongings—they might even take things without asking.

He appreciated the gesture, but if it caused any misunderstanding and people thought his house had been burgled, then things would be difficult to explain.

This "blessing"

He'd better not rush into accepting it.

"Director Yang, you don't need to worry about this. We've got your back."

Cao Dayu's voice was crisp and clear.

"right!"

Song Zixu quickly echoed his agreement.

"There's really no need for that."

Yang Ping shook his head again.

Seeing their unwavering expressions, he could only sigh with a wry smile and repeatedly give them his instructions:

"You can't just take things from home; you have to discuss it with your parents first."

If they don't agree, then whatever you do, don't send it to me.

"Don't worry!"

The two spoke in unison.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her otherwise, Yang Ping stopped pursuing the matter.

"Since I'm going to be the deputy workshop director, there's a lot I need to learn."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming serious, "I'm going back to organize some materials. You must all work diligently on them during this time, understand?"

"Understood, Director Yang!"

The two men straightened up and nodded solemnly in agreement.

This is no child's play; they are about to take on management roles, and none of them want anything to go wrong.

The three walked and talked all the way back to the R&D department.

Just then, the factory's loudspeakers suddenly blared.

"Fellow factory workers, this is broadcaster Gao Yue."

Now, we are announcing a commendation notice: Comrades Yang Ping, Cao Dayu, and Song Zixu, for their outstanding contributions to the factory in successfully developing lithium batteries, are hereby awarded a cash prize of 1,000 yuan and corresponding receipts by the factory management. Furthermore, the three have been appointed to leadership positions in the newly established workshops.

"The factory will soon set up two new workshops: a lithium battery manufacturing workshop and an electric bicycle assembly workshop."

The specific appointments are as follows: Comrade Yang Ping will concurrently serve as the director of both workshops; Comrade Cao Dayu will serve as the deputy director of the lithium battery workshop; Comrade Song Zixu will serve as the deputy director of the electric bicycle workshop…”

The broadcast was clear and loud, echoing over the factory.

The loudspeaker's voice resounded throughout every corner of the factory, clearly and powerfully announcing the contributions of Yang Ping and the other two.

The news of the successful development of lithium batteries, along with the factory's plans to expand and add two new workshops, reached the ears of all the workers.

The entire factory erupted in cheers.

No one expected that Yang Ping would make such a great contribution so soon after being transferred to the R&D department.

A 1,000 yuan bonus and public recognition followed one after another, leaving people astonished and filled with envy.

"Master Yang really brings light wherever he goes; he's only been gone a few days and he's already caused quite a stir again!"

"Lithium batteries...that sounds amazing."

Our factory is likely to become even more prosperous in the future.

"A thousand dollars...that's equivalent to three years of hard work for me."

This skill is something you can't learn even by studying.

"Didn't he train a group of workers recently, and they were promoted directly to intermediate level? Sixteen people, all skipped a level."

"Sigh, if only I could learn some real skills from Master Yang."

Whispers filled the air, their words tinged with bitter jealousy, yet unable to conceal their fervent longing—how wonderful it would be to receive even a word of guidance from him.

As for Cao Dayu and Song Zixu, who were also commended, most workers were not familiar with them, and their names sounded unfamiliar, which led to a lot of curious speculation.

The subsequent announcement of the factory expansion and recruitment plan further fueled this commotion.

Two new workshops mean thousands of new jobs.

In these days, a formal job is a family's hope, a guarantee of food, clothing, and daily necessities, and the foundation for starting a family and building a career.

For many families with unemployed children, this news was like a thunderclap after a long drought.

People's hearts suddenly warmed, and they secretly hoped that good fortune would come to their homes, and they plotted how to get their children into the factory.

Although everyone knows that the job quotas will ultimately be allocated by the neighborhood committee, once hope is ignited, all sorts of thoughts inevitably begin to stir.

Some people started figuring out how to get around the situation, while others went through various connections. Beneath the calm surface of the factory area, a quiet undercurrent of anxiety and longing was quietly surging.

Wei Chengdong and his colleagues stood in the R&D department room, momentarily stunned.

The news that had just been broadcast was still ringing in my ears—Cao Dayu and Song Zixu had only participated in a technical improvement, yet they were not only commended throughout the factory, but were also directly promoted to deputy workshop directors.

They wouldn't even dare to dream about something like this in their daily lives.

"I never expected... that working on projects with Yang Ping would bring such great benefits."

Wei Chengdong muttered to himself, his words tinged with undisguised envy.

The people around them exchanged glances, each with their own thoughts racing through their minds.

In the silence, the door was pushed open, and Yang Ping walked in with Cao Dayu and Song Zixu.

Almost simultaneously, everyone stood up and quickly went to greet them.

"Director Yang, congratulations!"

"Engineer Yang, you really gave our minister a lot of face this time!"

"Yes, congratulations!"

Amid a chorus of congratulations, everyone addressed Yang Ping, as if the two newly appointed deputy directors beside him did not exist.

Cao Dayu and Song Zixu stood aside, their faces darkening, but they couldn't say anything—they knew in their hearts that they were able to get up there this time because of the technological breakthrough led by Yang Ping, and they had only lent a hand from the sidelines.

"Thank you everyone, this is the result of everyone's hard work."

Yang Ping smiled and nodded to everyone, her attitude gentle and proper.

"Director Yang,"

Wei Chengdong seized the opportunity and spoke first, "If you have any new research and development plans in the future, could you take us along? Even if it's just to help out or do odd jobs, we're happy to!"

"Yes, yes, we can do anything, we're not picky about jobs!"

Several people nearby quickly echoed their sentiments, their eyes gleaming with eagerness.

Their intentions were all too clear—everyone hoped to be like Cao and Song, using their involvement in the project to secure a future for themselves.

"Right now, there's only one project underway to improve the stability of fitter's machinery. This doesn't require too many people; Dayu and Zixu can help out."

Yang Ping's tone was calm, but there was little room for negotiation: "If there are new directions in the future, I will consider everyone's opinions."

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment crossed everyone's faces, but they didn't say anything more and could only disperse, silently remembering the incident.

Wei Dongcheng did not give up.

The last opportunity had slipped away, and this time he was determined to seize it and make a splash.

"Director Yang, please assign us a task!"

The crowd responded in unison.

Nobody wants to miss the launch of a new project.

"Okay, let me go back and think about it."

"For now, go to the archives and check some literature to strengthen your theoretical foundation. This will give you a better understanding when you take on projects in the future."

Yang Ping nodded slightly.

Given the situation, he went along with it and kept this group of "connections".

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In the future, when we encounter situations that require manpower, we can ask them to lend a hand—it's always easier to get things done with more people.

"Yes, sir!"

Without saying a word, Wei Dongcheng turned around and strode toward the archives room.

The others followed suit.

Upon entering the archives, each person found a professional book and buried themselves in studying it, their expressions more focused than ever before.

Such a scene would have been unthinkable in the past.

It's worth noting that even Guo Gang couldn't command them. Otherwise, the R&D department's reputation wouldn't have plummeted to such an extent, and Director Yang had even considered abolishing the department altogether.

"Director, do we also need to go for training?"

Cao Dayu leaned forward and asked.

Song Zixu also waited quietly for instructions.

"You guys go and learn first."

I'll compile some specialized materials on lithium batteries and electric bicycles in a while, and then you can focus on mastering those two areas.

Yang Ping confessed.

The new workshop needs to be planned in advance.

Once these two have accumulated enough knowledge, he can confidently entrust them with specific tasks, thus freeing himself from any burden.

"clear!"

After responding, the two also went into the archives, blending into the rustling sound of turning pages.

Yang Ping returned to his office and began to organize the necessary materials for the two of them. The plan to modify the fitter's machinery was temporarily put aside, and it would not be too late to proceed once the materials were ready.

Before long, the two documents were ready.

The sunlight outside the window was slanting, and before I knew it, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Hey, Da Yu, Zi Xu, the documents are here. I have to go to the workshop."

Yang Ping walked out of the office and called out.

"They're here!"