The Fitter Master in the Courtyard: Surrounded by Dead Men

The wheels rolled lightly across the road, and Yan Jiecheng couldn't hide his excitement. He turned around, his voice booming, "Brother Yang, your new bike is really awesome! It's so much easier to ride than my old, worn-out 'iron donkey'!"

"Not bad!"

Yang Ping responded.

Today I need to take Yan Jiecheng to finalize some work matters. If I let him ride a bicycle carrying a big man, it would be tiring for him, and I would also find it troublesome. So I decided to let Yan Jiecheng drive the bicycle and take me to the factory.

"You'll have to go home by yourself later, I won't see you off."

He gave the order.

"Alright, Brother Yang, I know this road well, I can get back by myself."

Yan Jiecheng readily agreed.

He straddled the bicycle, his face beaming with undisguised joy—the feeling of riding a new bike for the first time made him touch and look at it from all angles, almost reluctant to let go.

Before long, they arrived at the entrance of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Yang Ping had Yan Jiecheng park the car and led him straight to the workshop to find Xie Quancai.

The master's nephew was also waiting for a job assignment, so we took him along to Director Yang's place to get both things done.

"Yang Ping!"

Before I even entered the workshop, Xie Quancai's voice came from the side.

"master!"

Yang Ping turned his head and saw a young man of similar age standing next to him, so he quickly went to greet him.

"This is my nephew, Xie Zhenhua."

Xie Quancai explained, his gaze subtly shifting between Yang Ping and his nephew, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: People are just different—one is still unemployed, while the other is already a workshop director.

"Okay, let's go see Director Yang together."

Yang Ping nodded and turned to walk towards the office building.

Xie Zhenhua and Yan Jiecheng followed closely behind him.

"Zhenhua, follow Yang Ping's instructions in everything, understand?"

Xie Quancai whispered another word of advice.

"I've got it!"

Xie Zhenhua quickly responded.

The three of them kept walking and soon arrived at the door of Director Yang's office.

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The office door was ajar, and rustling sounds of busy activity could be heard from inside.

Factory Director Yang was buried in a pile of documents when he heard footsteps. He looked up and saw Yang Ping leading two young men in.

"Yang Ping, what is this...?"

He put down his pen and glanced at the visitor.

"Factory Manager,"

Yang Ping didn't beat around the bush and took half a step forward. "These two are my master's nephew and a brother who lives in the same compound."

They're currently looking for decent work, and I was thinking the new workshop needs more staff, so I took the liberty of bringing them here to see if you could help them out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually placed the cloth bag he had been carrying on the corner of his desk, took out two neatly packaged bottles of Xifeng liquor, a carton of cigarettes, and six large, shiny white pears, and laid them out one by one.

The items had been prepared in advance, and they were taken out with practiced ease.

He knew the ropes of asking for favors.

Factory Director Yang's gaze lingered on the pile of things for a moment before shifting away, his expression unchanged. "Okay, this can be done."

I asked the personnel department to come and pick up the person so I could register them first.

"We'll have to wait until after the New Year to officially resume work; the neighborhood committee will issue a unified notice."

He paused, then tapped his finger lightly on the edge of the table. "Take these things back with you."

"Factory manager, this is just a small token of our appreciation, please don't refuse."

Yang Ping quickly replied.

Factory Director Yang didn't respond to that question. He simply reached for the phone receiver and gave a few brief instructions.

Before long, an officer knocked on the door and came in, politely leading Xie Zhenhua and Yan Jiecheng out.

Only after the footsteps of the two men disappeared at the end of the corridor did Director Yang stand up from behind his desk.

He reached out and gathered only the few plump white pears to his own side, pushing the cigarettes and wine back towards Yang Ping. "I'll keep these to try."

Take the rest back.

His tone was calm, yet it carried an uncompromising tone.

"Okay, whatever you say."

Seeing this, Yang Ping stopped insisting and neatly put the cigarettes and alcohol back into the bag.

"Next time something like this happens, just speak up directly."

Factory Director Yang sat back down in his chair, his gaze returning to the open documents. "These are unnecessary."

"Okay, I got it."

Yang Ping smiled and replied, but she knew the factory manager's temperament well—that's why she specially picked this basket of pears.

as predicted.

Before long, Xie Zhenhua and Yan Jiecheng completed the formalities and returned to the office door one after the other.

The personnel department handed over the documents, and the reporting procedures were completed.

Factory Director Yang took the document, glanced at it briefly, and nodded to indicate that he understood.

Yang Ping then stood up from his seat and said goodbye to the factory director.

The factory manager didn't linger, simply gesturing for him to do as he pleased.

After leaving the office, Yang Ping stopped in the corridor and gave a few brief instructions to the two people following behind him, telling them to make their own arrangements.

The two men thanked him repeatedly. He listened without saying anything more and turned to walk towards the technical department.

Back in the work area, he took out a stack of blueprints and headed straight for the parts processing area.

The machine modification work has been in preparation for a long time, and the plan on the drawings has been finalized and is just waiting to be implemented.

With only seven days left before the Spring Festival holiday, he plans to complete the initial renovations before the holiday so that he can start adjusting the production line of the entire workshop when spring arrives next year.

Cao Dayu and Song Zixu were called over by him to help.

Having two extra hands definitely improves efficiency a lot.

Five hours passed in the sounds of wrenches and screws.

With the last bolt tightened, the modification of the fitter's machinery was finally completed.

Yang Ping pressed the start button and stood aside to observe.

The vibrations during machine operation have been significantly reduced, and the operating noise has become more stable.

He inspected the processed parts several times and found that the yield rate had indeed improved.

A barely perceptible hint of satisfaction flickered across his brow.

This renovation utilized the stability of the triangular structure and added a supporting frame to key areas.

Of course, to fully improve efficiency, the entire machine needs to be redesigned—but that's not something that can be accomplished by simply adding a few iron frames; it requires much longer preparation time.

"Director Yang, how's the result?"

Someone nearby asked.

Cao Dayu asked.

"Okay, I'll go to the workshop and try it now."

If it works, the factory can start promoting it directly.

Yang Ping replied.

"Very good!"

Cao Dayu and Song Zixu exchanged a glance, their faces revealing barely suppressed joy.

Once this news is confirmed, they will surely become the talk of the town in the steel rolling mill again before long.

Yang Ping didn't delay. He picked up the blueprints and rushed to the workshop, not caring whether it was already three o'clock.

"Director Yang, you're here so early?"

Lu Shuitian was somewhat surprised to see him enter.

"Director Lü, I have improved the structure of the fitter's machinery, which can increase operational stability and significantly improve the qualification rate of parts."

We've already successfully tested it on a small machine in the R&D department. Now we'd like to disassemble a large machine for verification. What do you think?

After Yang Ping finished explaining, he waited for the other party's reply.

Dismantling large equipment is no small matter; it requires Lü Shuitian's consent, and he cannot act on his own.

"Are you really confident?"

Lu Shuitian's eyes flickered as he quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

If a large piece of machinery is damaged during dismantling, the losses to the factory will be far more than a little bit, and no one can bear that responsibility.

"Yes, I have verified that the plan is feasible."

Yang Ping nodded affirmatively.

He paused for a moment, then said, "Director Lü, if you find it difficult to make a decision, we can go together to consult Director Yang."

"Alright, then I'll go ask for permission!"

Lü Shuitian made up his mind.

He really didn't dare to make the decision on his own.

If something goes wrong, a large machine worth tens of thousands of dollars could be lost, and even losing his own money wouldn't cover the cost.

The two said no more and walked one after the other toward Director Yang's office.

Upon arriving at the office, Yang Ping gave a detailed report of the situation to Factory Director Yang.

Factory Director Yang asked with a hint of disbelief, "You mean, the stability issues with those machines... there's really a way to improve them?"

This has indeed been a long-standing problem for the factory.

But what can we do? Those guys from the north only sell us outdated old machines; they keep the top-of-the-line stuff tightly under their belts and won't let us touch it.

If Yang Ping can really solve this problem, the factory's production efficiency will definitely improve significantly, raw material waste will be reduced, and the benefits will be numerous.

Once it's done, it's a sure-fire way to make money.

"Yes, it has already been tested on small equipment in the R&D department, and the stability has been improved by at least 20%."

Yang Ping's answer was concise and affirmative.

"good!"

Factory Director Yang slammed his hand on the table. "Then go ahead and dismantle it! If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility."

Someone has to stand in front and take the lead, he thought, then he'll do it himself, so that the young man won't have any worries.

Yang Ping nodded solemnly.

Only then did a relaxed smile appear on Lü Shuitian's face.

With the factory director's words of reassurance, he finally felt relieved.

……

In the afternoon, Yang Ping returned to the familiar workshop.

He began to disassemble the machine he was operating.

Several of his coworkers from the same unit had already been temporarily reassigned to other positions by Lü Shuitian.

Xie Quancai didn't go far; he stayed by his side and watched.

He watched Yang Ping skillfully disassemble each part, and finally couldn't help but lower his voice to ask, "Kid, are you really sure about this?"

He was constantly worried, fearing that if the demolition was damaged, the factory would suffer heavy losses, and the responsibility would be no joke.

"Master, please don't worry."

Yang Ping continued working, but his voice remained calm and steady, "There won't be any mishaps."

Having learned from his previous experience, he is now much more confident.

The entire structure of the machine has been thoroughly studied, and even the arrangement of the tiny parts has been clearly drawn on the blueprints.

Even if things don't work out, he's confident he can put those metal lumps back exactly as they were and won't let the factory suffer any losses for nothing.

"That's what we'll do!"

Xie Quancai had no choice but to believe.

A fire ignited in his heart—he had heard that the stability rate could be improved by 20%, which meant that the pass rate of parts processing would leap forward significantly.

If one can take this opportunity to break through the bottleneck, becoming an eighth-level fitter will no longer be an unattainable dream.

After watching for a while, the onlookers dispersed and went back to their posts.

Xie Quancai also composed himself and threw himself back into his work.

Yang Ping stayed where he was and began to dismantle the behemoth.

This was not a project that one person could complete, so he brought in six skilled fitters to help.

Lu Shuitian had no objection to this—after all, this was a key renovation project that the factory had registered.

Just before the end-of-get off work bell rang, Yang Ping finally figured out the entire machine's structure.

The skeletal structure of large machinery is not fundamentally different from that of small equipment. Following the reinforcement approach for small machines, adding auxiliary crossbeams at key stress points to enhance overall stability should be a feasible solution.

That's all for today, we'll continue tomorrow.

Yang Ping straightened up and spoke to the workers surrounding him.

"Alright!"

The six people responded in unison.

Yang Ping nodded, turned around, and left as the daylight faded.

The next morning, he went straight to the first workshop without even entering the R&D department.

With the year-end approaching and the factory's holiday break just around the corner, he had to finish modifying the machine before the holiday.

This way, once work resumes after the New Year, the new plan can be rolled out immediately.

The R&D team waited until the sun was high in the sky but still couldn't find Yang Ping. They were wondering what was going on when they heard from Guo Gang that he had gone to the workshop.

Everyone calmed down and continued to sit around and study, accumulating knowledge for the upcoming new project.

Guo Gong silently watched the group of people hunched over their desks, deeply moved.

He originally thought that these young people were just having a passing fancy and that their enthusiasm would dissipate in a few days.

Unexpectedly, they persisted without missing a single day.