: Eating Melon in the Age of Literature (Twenty Six)

Author: Salina

: Eating Melon in the Age of Literature (Twenty Six)

"Get out of the way and I'll show you!"

Gu Qingcheng knew just by looking at Han Tiexin's eyes that he was a pure person.

She didn't waste any time and came directly to the mold.

Han Tiexin did not hesitate, took two steps back, and let out the console.

Gu Qingcheng picked up the mold handle, looked at it carefully, glanced at the drawing, and placed the mold handle on the bottom plate.

She operated it carefully.

Han Tiexin watched without blinking.

Ten minutes later, Gu Qingcheng stopped and picked up the processed mold handle.

"Let me see!"

Han Tiexin's eyes kept chasing the mold handle. When she saw that the processing was finally completed, she eagerly took it over.

Put it in your hand and look at it carefully.

Measure the dimensions and verify the standards.

“It’s perfect! Very standard!”

After some testing, Han Tiexin discovered that Gu Qingcheng's skills were indeed much better than his own.

She raised her head, and her already bright black eyes became even more burning.

"Want to learn?"

Gu Qingcheng asked with a smile.

Han Tiexin nodded wildly.

Want to learn!

She wants to learn so much!

Gu Qingcheng pretended to be tired and rubbed her waist.

Han Tiexin has a pure mind and only wants to learn technology.

But she's not a fool either.

They all came from apprenticeships, so she understands the basic rules!

Han Tiexin joined the factory at the age of fourteen.

After working for eleven years, I became the youngest fifth-level worker in the factory. It was not only due to hard work and willingness to endure hardships.

She also knows how to read people's faces.

"Master Gu, are you tired?"

Han Tiexin quickly pulled over a chair and respectfully asked Gu Qingcheng to sit down.

She brought her own enamel cup again, with the words "Five Star Machinery Factory, Award, 1961" printed in red letters on the white background.

The word "award" in the middle is large and conspicuous.

This is the award Han Tiexin received last year, and it is her most precious thing.

At this moment, she poured the water in the enamel cup onto the ground, poured hot water from the thermos bottle, and scalded the cup again.

Then, he poured a third of the hot water and brought it to Gu Qingcheng's hand, "Master, drink water!"

Gu Qingcheng:...There is a future!

In technical positions, technology is the absolute authority.

People with skills can be awesome and can be praised and served by others!

Han Tiexin was busy making arrangements, with a respectful attitude and attentive service.

Gu Qingcheng was satisfied and gave Han Tiexin some pointers.

Although it is only one or two sentences, a certain key to technology is often just one or two sentences.

"Oh~~So that's it!"

Han Tiexin suddenly realized it and felt like he had an enlightenment.

She quickly picked up another mold handle and began to follow the instructions given by Zhao Qingcheng, operating it slowly.

A quarter of an hour later, Han Tiexin wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand, looked at the mold handle in his hand, and showed a satisfied smile.

Her skills have improved again!

The scrap rate should be further reduced!

Everyone around saw this scene.

They looked at each other -

"Is this Gu Xiaoni really good at technology?"

"Can't you, just study for a week?"

"Perhaps he is a genius! Just like some people, they are still confused whether they are alive or dead."

"Yeah, I wanted to learn to drive at first, but I couldn't remember the accelerator and brake."

"...Maybe it's just a coincidence. A blind cat meets a dead mouse——"

"Tch! You happen to show me one? Do you think Han Tiexin is a fool?"

"Han Tiexin is not a fool, but she is only a fifth-level worker. She is incomparable to Master Fang."

"Yo! Yo! Listen to what you said, 'just a fifth-level worker'? What about you? You are so powerful that you are two years older than Xiao Han. What level are you at now?"

"What level am I? Do you care? Anyway, I don't believe Gu Xiaoni can be more powerful than Master Fang!"

"By the way, is there any news from Sanqi Factory?"

The workers in the workshop were talking a lot.

Some are envious, some are amazed, and some are questioning.

There are also people who have good memories. They remembered what happened at noon and couldn't help but ask.

Just as he was talking, there were chaotic and rapid footsteps outside the workshop.

"Master Gu! Where is Master Gu!"

Director Feng took the lead and ran at the front.

Following closely behind him was the black-faced soldier.

At this moment, the black-faced soldier's face no longer had the cold solemnity at noon, but was filled with obvious surprise and excitement.

"Director Feng, Master Gu is here!"

When the workers in the discussion saw Director Feng being so eager and calling him "Master Gu," they knew it was a good thing.

If it was something bad, Director Feng would have called him by his first name and surname. How could he be so polite?

"Oh! Master Gu, you are indeed a specially recruited talent from our machinery factory. You are indeed very skilled!"

Director Feng saw Gu Qingcheng sitting on the chair with a big smile on his face.

His words are very Chinese speaking art.

Spring and Autumn brushwork, virtual and virtual!

Ahem, yes, Gu Qingcheng was indeed "specially recruited" into the factory.

As a porter, her "skills" are indeed excellent.

But when Director Feng said this, it seemed that Gu Qingcheng was specially recruited because of his excellent benchwork skills.

You can't say he lied, but his words are not absolutely true!

"Has Sanqi Factory given back?"

Gu Qingcheng held Han Tiexin's enamel cup and drank water in small sips.

She is obviously a young and beautiful pregnant woman with a big belly, but she behaves like a factory master.

"Yes! I just called. Oh my, the parts you processed fit perfectly! Just right!"

Director Feng is happy.

The cooperation between the Machinery Factory and the Sanqi Factory was finally able to proceed smoothly.

Regardless of the process, the result is good.

What's even better is that the person who was ordered to turn the tide in the critical moment was not an outsider, but an employee of the machinery factory. He went through the formalities himself and was specially recruited into the factory!
To be continued...