Chapter 5: Preparing for the Assessment

Wailing continued incessantly within the Workshop; many workers were terrified by this scene, and fresh blood kept seeping out from under the machine.

Jia Dongxu, who had previously been unconscious, quickly woke up due to the intense pain and kept shrieking and wailing.

Several workers wanted to lift the machine, but were immediately shouted down by Yi Zhonghai.

"Don't lift it!"

"Dongxu's lower body has been crushed; if you lift the machine, I'm afraid he won't last until the doctor arrives!"

Yi Zhonghai furrowed his brows.

The others were also given a great fright and dared not approach the injured Jia Dongxu again.

After all, Yi Zhonghai had the most seniority in the entire Workshop; usually, when there was any major or minor matter in the Workshop, besides the Workshop Director, he was the one whose words carried weight.

What they had to do now was wait for the people from the Hospital to arrive.

"Xiao Wang, aren't you close with Dongxu? Hurry to the Siheyuan and tell his family, and have them prepare the medical expenses and everything else!" Yi Zhonghai remained calm in the face of danger and hurriedly instructed the young worker beside him.

"Alright!"

Xiao Wang's legs went soft with fear, and he nearly fell to the ground as he ran out.

Having worked for so many years, this was the first time everyone had seen such a scene, and they were all somewhat panicked and disoriented; the Workshop Director who had gone to find the Factory Director was the same.

And at this moment, inside the Rolling Mill Factory Director Office.

Yang Feng looked at Zhao Gangzi before him in disbelief; in his impression, this young man had been kicked in the head by a donkey since childhood, and his intelligence was not sound.

Yet now, he was standing before him full of vigor.

Moreover, his speech and manners were completely normal, even better than the conduct of most employees.

"Gangzi, has your madness really been cured?" Yang Feng wore a look of utter disbelief.

Yang Feng had a deep impression of Zhao Gangzi; his father was an old worker under Yang Feng who had died in the line of duty while trying to save a machine, and this had always been a knot in his heart.

Therefore, seeing Zhao Gangzi recovered and normal, he was happy for Lao Zhao from the bottom of his heart.

"Factory Director, thank you for keeping me in your thoughts."

"However, I came here this time to find a job; look at this matter..."

A bitter smile hung on the corner of Zhao Gangzi's mouth, and his eyes revealed a look of entreaty.

He had already obtained the Level 2 Fitter technology by using Hatred Value, and what he needed to do now was have Factory Director Yang sign a note so he could inherit his father's iron rice bowl.

"Of course, no problem! Lao Zhao was a hero of our factory. How about this, Gangzi, you do the same as Jia Dongxu in your Siheyuan and start as an Apprentice; as for the salary, I'll give you an extra five-yuan subsidy!"

"Thirty yuan a month, what do you think?"

Factory Director Yang was very generous; right off the bat, he offered Zhao Gangzi a salary of 30 yuan. One must know that 30 yuan was already on par with the treatment of an ordinary First-Grade Fitter.

But Zhao Gangzi shook his head and explained: "Factory Director, if I have the skills, I can skip the apprentice stage and be assessed for a grade."

"I did say that, but Gangzi, your madness has just been cured, your skills are at most at the apprentice level..."

Yang Feng had not expected Zhao Gangzi to say this; he had originally offered this treatment to the Zhao Family because he hadn't expected Zhao Gangzi to turn from a fool back into a normal person.

Even if he gave him a chance, it was impossible for Zhao Gangzi to obtain the title of First-Grade Fitter.

But Zhao Gangzi was full of confidence; after all, with the system, he had already mastered the set of Fitter Technology, and if he took the assessment, the position of a Level 2 Fitter was still secure.

"Rest assured, Factory Director Yang, give me this chance, and I definitely won't let you down. Please, for the sake of my father," Zhao Gangzi continued to press.

"This..."

Yang Feng pondered slightly.

In the end, he nodded and agreed to Zhao Gangzi's request.

After all, Lao Zhao's contribution to the factory was there for all to see, and there was the promise he had made previously; there was no harm in letting him take an assessment.

He then took a notebook from his drawer, wrote and drew on it, then pressed a thumbprint on it, and looked at Zhao Gangzi with a smile: "Gangzi, the factory assessment is in three days; be sure to come on time!"

"Thank you, Factory Director!"

Zhao Gangzi was overjoyed; now that he had reached this step toward becoming a Level 2 Fitter, it was already a done deal.

Just as he was about to leave the office, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and the Workshop Director stumbled in, colliding head-on with Zhao Gangzi.

Zhao Gangzi possessed Strength Enhancement; although he looked thin, he knocked the sturdy Workshop Director over. If it weren't for Zhao Gangzi's quick reflexes in grabbing the Workshop Director in time,

he would likely have fallen headfirst upon entering the office.

"Director Zhang, what is the rush? Don't go hurting anyone," Yang Feng said, rising hurriedly upon seeing this, and asked the sweating Workshop Director.

"Hoo..." The Workshop Director took a deep breath, and after a while, he caught his breath, his voice trembling as he said: "It's bad, Factory Director, there's been an accident in the Workshop!"

"Look at you, what machine malfunctioned again to make you so panicked?"

"It... it's not a machine malfunction, the machine crushed someone! Xiao... Xiao Jia from our Workshop No. 1 had his lower body crushed by a machine weighing several hundred jin, and it's all blood! You should go take a look!"

The Workshop Director said it all in one breath.

At this, Factory Director Yang immediately turned serious, and even Zhao Gangzi, who was to the side, pricked up his ears.

Xiao Jia? Could it be Jia Dongxu?

Estimating the time of the plot, it should be about right; Jia Dongxu gets crushed by a machine, becomes paralyzed, and in the end, Qin Huairu takes over his apprenticeship...

Before Zhao Gangzi could ask in detail, Yang Feng said to Zhao Gangzi: "It's Jia Dongxu from your Siheyuan; he's the only one surnamed Jia in Workshop No. 1. Gangzi, since you know him, go back and notify his family first."

"Lao Wang, hurry and take some people to the scene!"

Factory Director Yang of the Rolling Mill acted with swift and decisive action, and he soon arrived at the scene with people from the Security Department. Zhao Gangzi had originally intended to go to the scene to take a look, but upon thinking that the hypocritical Yi Zhonghai would surely demand others to donate money, he decided not to wade into these muddy waters.

Instead, he prepared to go home first to tell the Jia Family, which could be considered doing his duty.

"I thought Jia Dongxu wouldn't be killed by the plot, but I didn't expect he still couldn't escape this fate!"

Zhao Gangzi was filled with emotion; according to the subsequent plot development, it should be the home turf for Shazhu and Xu Damao in the Siheyuan.

Over here, the person sent by Yi Zhonghai arrived a step earlier.

Jia Zhangshi had just bought a small rooster from outside and hadn't even started plucking its feathers when she saw a young man wearing a Rolling Mill uniform rushing over in a panic.

Qin Huairu didn't know what had happened either, so she could only bring Huaihua, who was still in swaddling clothes, and three-year-old Bang Geng out to ask: "Aren't you Xiao Wang? You've even drank with our Dongxu before; you've come this time..."

Before Qin Huairu could finish speaking, Xiao Wang snatched the conversation, saying in a panic: "Sister-in-law, Auntie..., it's bad, something big has happened!"

"Brother Jia... Brother Jia, he was crushed by a machine!"

"There is blood everywhere, you all hurry over and take a look!"