Courtyard House: A Carefree Life Begins with a Lottery of Wish Power

Sun Wukong's words startled Lin Zhuo slightly. What did he mean by asking me to prepare to go somewhere? Wasn't it supposed to be assigned based on exam scores?

But the fact that he asked the question means that things are not as simple as they seem.

But on second thought, it wasn't too surprising; everyone has their share of social niceties.

Lin Zhuo didn't answer directly, but instead asked:

"Have you already found a place?"

Sun Wukong, not without a hint of smugness, made a steering wheel-turning motion.

Lin Zhuo said, "As a driver?"

Sun Wukong quickly made a shushing gesture, looked around, and seeing that no one was paying attention, whispered:

"My brother Zhuo, keep your voice down. After all, it's not a final decision yet, so we can't spread it around."

At this moment, Lin Zhuo couldn't help but look at Sun Wukong with new respect.

At that time, being a driver was a skilled job; driving was secondary, but repairing cars was a must.

Otherwise, if your car breaks down on the road, there's not much roadside assistance or standalone auto repair shops.

Driver's licenses are not issued through individual exams; they are all obtained through company recommendations and apprenticeships, which involve a long training period.

After a tremendous amount of effort, I finally got my driver's license, but this was only the first step in a long journey.

Because each unit has very few vehicles, there's only one available spot per vehicle, so even if you have a driver's license, you still have to wait in line.

You can only drive when a car becomes available; otherwise, you'll just have to keep repairing it.

But once you can drive a car, you're awesome.

It goes without saying that drivers drive cars for their superiors, and when giving gifts to their superiors, the drivers are always included.

Even truck drivers are in high demand.

Having traveled extensively, he has a wider range of knowledge than the average person and can buy local specialties that are hard to find in ordinary households, making him popular wherever he goes.

Lin Zhuo patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder and said:

"Dude, that's great. I'll definitely need your help a lot in the future."

In this day and age, with limited access to information and inconvenient transportation, having a driver friend is truly a blessing.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhuo, just let me know if you need anything."

Sun Wukong continued:

"Actually, it's not really a secret. My dad used to drive at our factory, but he just retired early to get me a job, and I came to the factory to fill in for him."

"Don't let my lack of a driver status fool you. I've been with the car team since I was a kid. I used to go driving with my dad during summer and winter vacations, so I learned how to drive a long time ago."

"I learned most of the car repair skills from my dad, and now I could go straight to work without any problems."

"Once you get into the team, you don't even need to go through training, so this isn't considered getting in through connections; it should be called 'using everyone's best resources...using everyone's best resources..."

Sun Wukong wanted to use literary language, but suddenly couldn't think of any words.

Lin Zhuo continued, "Make the best use of everyone's talents."

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what it means to make the best use of everyone's talents." Sun Wukong was shameless and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"If I were as good at math and physics as you, I would definitely become an electrician, Dangdang."

"Never heard of it. A fast machinist is a slow fitter, and a slacker is an electrician."

"Electricians have it so easy, the job is flexible and not tiring."

"When you go to someone's house to help with wiring or electrical work, you have to be served good cigarettes and alcohol."

"This driver looks impressive, but it's really not a job for a human being."

"You can freeze to death in winter and scorch to death in summer. After a day of this, you'll feel like you're being shaken to pieces."

In this day and age, being an electrician is indeed a highly sought-after profession. However, every job has its challenges. Electricians may seem carefree, but they bear a great deal of responsibility.

Moreover, if an electrician makes a mistake, it could be fatal.

Lin Zhuo listened to Sun Wukong's words and pondered them in his heart.

It seems that this exam is only a reference for job assignment, but not a decisive factor.

For example, Sun Jiale had already decided to take the driving test before the exam.

The favor I did wasn't that important.

But Lin Jiale still treated me to this meal, which shows he's quite a generous person.

Listening to Lin Jiale's rambling, Lin Zhuo couldn't help but tease him:

"Alright, monkey, stop showing off. There's a saying, 'I wouldn't trade a county magistrate position for a turn of the steering wheel.'"

"An electrician can't compare to you. If the factory offered you a job as an electrician instead of a driver, would you switch?"

Lin Jiale chuckled and said:

"Then we definitely won't change it."

"Brother Zhuo, you have good grades, so the job you're assigned should be pretty good too."

"I hope so," Lin Zhuo thought to himself.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, they went their separate ways.

Steel rolling mill, forging workshop.

Seeing that all his coworkers had left, and only the workshop director Zhou was still in his small room looking at the blueprints, Liu Haizhong went into the small room and closed the door.

Director Zhou looked up, somewhat surprised, and said:

"Old Liu, what time is it? Why aren't you home yet? What's wrong?"

With his back hunched and a fawning smile on his face, Liu Haizhong said:

"Director, I heard the factory is hiring a new batch of people soon. How many openings have been allocated to our workshop?"

"I heard they're giving us one spot." Director Zhou took off his reading glasses, rubbed his eyes wearily, and then fell silent.

Liu Haizhong considered for a moment and said:

"Director, Lin Zhuo from our institute was also in this batch of factory workers. He was the son of the old Lin who died in a work accident a while ago."

"I heard he did very well on the exam."

"I've watched this kid grow up since he was a child. He's very clever and strong. He'll definitely be a good worker."

"I was wondering if you could bring him to our workshop."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhou frowned slightly.

While it's true that there's no inherent hierarchy in work, this is just a general principle; in reality, there are significant differences between jobs.

Forging is a special type of work. The environment is harsh and the labor intensity is very high. It is only slightly better than sand casting, so few people are willing to do forging.

"Old Liu, I have no problem with that. I definitely prefer a clever and capable young man. But is Xiao Lin willing to come?"

Liu Haizhong patted his chest and assured them:

"Director, don't worry about that. It was this kid who told me on his own initiative that young people need to be tempered in tough positions and he wanted to come to our workshop to train properly."

"She said she wanted to learn a trade from me."

Director Zhou was relieved and nodded, saying:

"Okay, I'll go talk to the personnel department and ask them to assign Xiao Lin to our workshop."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong repeatedly expressed his gratitude, saying:

"Thank you, Director Zhou. You're busy, so I won't bother you any longer."

As he spoke, Liu Haizhong tiptoed out of the office, gently closed the door, and went home humming a little tune.

Back home, seeing the look on Liu Haizhong's face, the second aunt couldn't help but ask:

"Old Liu, what's making you so happy?"

Liu Haizhong sat down at the table, took the enamel mug handed to him by his second aunt, took a sip of water, and then said smugly:

"The factory's entrance exam just finished today. I asked around in the personnel department, and Lin Zhuo actually got first place."

"Logically speaking, they should be assigned to work as a fitter, electrician, or even work under a technician."

"How could I let him have it so easy? He ate a meal from me for free and didn't even give me a job in the factory. This ingrate deserves to be taught a lesson."

Liu Guangtian, who was standing next to him, also said excitedly:

"Yes, we can't let that kid get away with it. We'll make sure he doesn't give me the spot."

Thinking about how he had "missed out" on becoming a full-time employee at the steel rolling mill, Liu Guangtian felt a burning hatred for Lin Zhuo.

Liu Haizhong laughed and said:

"Don't worry, with a little trick, the matter will be settled."

Liu Haizhong took a sip of water, kept everyone in suspense for a moment, and then slowly and smugly said:

"I told our workshop foreman that Lin Zhuo wanted to come to our workshop, and the foreman has agreed to go and get him. Once he gets to our workshop, we'll see how I deal with him."

Auntie Er smiled broadly upon hearing Liu Haizhong's words and praised him, saying:

"You're the one who comes up with the best ideas, Lao Liu."

"However," the second aunt worriedly said, "what if Lin Zhuo meets with your workshop director and this whole thing comes out?"

Liu Haizhong chuckled and said:

"I've already thought of this. I'll go find Lin Zhuo after I finish eating."

"He'll be sold out by me, and he'll still have to help me count the money."

Liu Haizhong ate a few bites of food and then hurriedly went to the front yard.