Siheyuan: I Really Think That Honest People Are Easy To Bully.

Chapter 132: Pay Rates Are Closed At The End Of The Year, Envy, Jealousy And Hatred

By the time Wang Jianjun got home, it was almost three o'clock at night. He didn't have the time to summarize the gains and losses of entering the ghost market, so he went to bed directly.

When I woke up the next morning, although my head was still a little confused, it didn't have much impact.

Practicing boxing and making breakfast were not affected at all. After finishing these things, he biked to work.

After entering the workshop, he first checked the learning progress of the two apprentices, and then after completing most of the tasks in the factory, he went to Master Ma to learn the eighth-level benchwork technology.

After lunch, the work flow in the afternoon is basically the same as in the morning.

As long as there are no reception tasks in the factory, Wang Jianjun will go home directly after get off work and seize all the time to learn various skills.

In this busy atmosphere, more than half a month passed before I knew it.

Today is the day when the steel rolling mill closes its rates at the end of the year.

During this period, life in the factory was as peaceful as ever. After studying with Master Ma for a week, Wang Jianjun was able to independently complete the processing of eight-level parts.

As for his two new apprentices, under his careful guidance, they can complete most of the work of first-level fitters independently. They will study for a few days after returning to work next year, and there will be no problem at all in becoming regular workers.

As for the ghost market, Wang Jianjun didn't go there again during this period.

First, because at the end of the year, the reception tasks at the steel rolling mill become more and more frequent, basically two to three times a week. This took up a lot of Wang Jianjun's time.

What's more, when he went to the ghost market last time, he didn't stop the car because he saw Hunter Xinxi, so he acted a little too high-profile. He wanted to slow down for a while before talking.

"Jianjun, let's go, it's time to collect your salary."

After lunch, Zhao Jianshe called Wang Jianjun to collect his salary. After receiving his salary, he went directly on vacation. The next time they meet again will be next year.

"Here we come, Master."

After saying yes, the two of them walked towards the Finance Department. When they arrived, as expected, there were already many people lining up in front of them.

Fortunately, the factory has already considered this situation, so it has arranged several teams, so that the crowd can be divided and the occupancy will naturally be higher.

In less than half an hour, it was Wang Jianjun's turn.

"In the first workshop, level five fitter Zhao Jianshe."

He has received wages countless times, so Zhao Jianshe naturally knows the process and reports himself to the family immediately.

"Zhao Jianshe, the first workshop, has a salary of fifty-six yuan and fifty cents. If there is no problem, just sign here.

After signing the signature and getting the money, Zhao Jianshe didn't leave. He just stood by and waited for Wang Jianjun.

"Wang Jianjun, level six fitter in workshop one."

After Zhao Jianshe took the lead, it was Wang Jianjun's turn, and the process was the same.

"Wang Jianjun of Workshop 1, his salary is 70 yuan and 50 cents, the canteen subsidy is 10 yuan, and the team leader's subsidy is 5 yuan. The total is 85 yuan and 50 cents. If you have no problem, just sign here.

Here Wang Jianjun calmly signed the form, but the workers around him immediately became upset when they heard the amount of his salary.

"No, a sixth-level fitter can earn more than 80 yuan. This salary is too high."

"Are you still awake? Didn't you hear that there is still a subsidy of more than ten yuan?

"What contribution has Wang Jianjun made to the factory? He can receive such a large subsidy, which is almost as much as an apprentice's salary.

"You don't know this, right? Do you know who cooks the reception meals in our factory? It's Wang Jianjun, and not only that, are the big pot dishes in the cafeteria more delicious than before? Because the new master chef is Wang Jianjun "

"Isn't he a fitter? Why is he so good at cooking and cooking? Is he still a human being?"

"Of course Wang Jianjun is a human being, but unlike us, he is a genius."

Qin Huairu and Yan Jiecheng, who were queuing up in another team, naturally heard these discussions, and they immediately showed shocked expressions.

As neighbors who live in the same courtyard, they naturally know something about Wang Jianjun's high salary. However, because Wang Jianjun receives his salary later than others, they don't know the specific amount.

I didn't expect it to be so high, eighty-five yuan and five cents. Oh my god, it's already the second highest salary in the courtyard. It's a few yuan higher than Liu Haizhong. It's incredible.

After the shock, the two people's expressions quickly returned to normal. As for what they were thinking, only they themselves knew.

After receiving his salary, he chatted with his master for a while, and then the two parted ways. Zhao Jianshe went home directly, while Wang Jianjun walked towards the canteen. There was still a reception to be held in the factory in the evening.

There were no outsiders coming to the meal, just the two factory directors and some other senior leaders in the factory. It was considered a work dinner before the holiday.

"Jianjun, why are you here now? The leaders are still in a meeting, and it's still early for dinner."

As soon as Wang Jianjun entered the kitchen, he was spotted by Liu Lan who was sitting there resting and asked a very surprised question.

No wonder she is like this. It's not even three o'clock yet, but the reception won't start until six o'clock at the earliest.

"I'm too lazy to go back. I think it's too much trouble to go back and forth. By the way, Sister Lan, why are you the only one left? Where are the others?"

After looking around, Wang Jianjun discovered that Liu Lan was the only one left in the huge kitchen.

"Of course I'm going home. Why are you staying here after the holiday?"

"I'm asking where are my two apprentices? Aren't they going home too?"

"That's not true. I have something to do at home and I have to go back first. I'll be here before the reception."

"Really? I suddenly discovered that my two apprentices are really sensible. Sister Lan, don't you think so?"

While talking, Wang Jianjun walked towards Liu Lan,

At first, Liu Lan was still thinking, well, why did Wang Jianjun suddenly praise his two apprentices, but when she looked up at his expression, she immediately understood what he meant.

"Jianjun, please don't mess around. This is in a factory, and people may come at any time."

Although the two of them were already "familiar" with each other, Liu Lan really didn't dare to have any ideas in a place like this.

"Sister Lan, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand? By the way, help me open the warehouse door and let me go inside to see what materials are there?"

"I won't go there. You can go and see for yourself. Here is the key."

After taking out the key and throwing it on the table, Liu Lan wanted to run away, but how could Wang Jianjun agree? He took her hand and walked towards the warehouse.

"Sister Lan, no one will come. Besides, after we separate today, the next time we meet will be after the New Year. Don't you miss me?"

He couldn't leave, and what Wang Jianjun said was true. After a moment's hesitation, Liu Lan fell silent, apparently acquiescing.

Wang Jianjun really didn't expect that he would have such "benefits" because he didn't go back because he was lazy.

So for the next two hours, the two of them spent time in the warehouse sorting out materials and playing poker.

After they "organized" all the materials, it didn't take long for the two apprentices to arrive. Then Wang Jianjun took them to prepare the dishes and do the preliminary preparations.

As for Liu Lan, she was tired from "organizing materials" just now, so she rested aside.

"Master Wang, you can start cooking. The leaders will be here soon."

"okay, I get it."

After receiving the notice, Wang Jianjun immediately started to take action. Because there are many people eating, there will be a lot of cooking tonight.

While Wang Jianjun was working hard to prepare the reception meal, what he didn't know was that as Qin Huai, Ru Yan and the others returned to the courtyard, the second highest salary in his compound was immediately known to everyone.

Some people are envious, some are jealous, and some even want to take his income as their own.

...'Huai Ru, are the things people in the courtyard say true? Is the salary in Jianjun really so high?"

It has been a long time since Jia Dongxu returned to the West, and Jia Zhang has long since recovered. She is not afraid of other people's opinions at all, and just does what she should do every day.

As soon as he returned home from shopping for groceries, he immediately pulled Qin Huairu and asked.

"Well, it's true. I was there when he received his salary and heard it with my own ears."

"God is really short-sighted. Why does everything good happen to this bad guy? With such a high salary, he doesn't even know how to help our family. Sooner or later he will be punished.

After getting the accurate news, Jia Zhang suddenly felt unbalanced. Why?

When the two families had an accident together, why did Wang Jianjun's life get better and better, while his family's life got worse and worse.

Hearing Jia Zhang's complaints, Qin Huairu rolled his eyes and went to do other things. This old woman was so shameless. As far as the relationship between their two families was concerned, Wang Jianjun, let alone helping them, would be good if she didn't add insult to injury.

In fact, Qin Huairu had the idea of ​​seducing Wang Jianjun a long time ago, but when she thought of the difficulty, she had to back down.

In addition, the two big fish in her fish pond, Silly Zhu and Yi Zhonghai, couldn't deal with Wang Jianjun, so she stopped thinking about it because the risk was too great.

When they came back from the factory together in the afternoon, Shazhu and Yi Zhonghai didn't say a word, their faces were as black as coal. Needless to say, it was obvious that they were extremely depressed.

In fact, those who hate Wang Jianjun (Li's friend) the most are really the three families in the Central Court. As for Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong in the backyard, these two are absolute egoists.

As long as there is no conflict of interest, they are not willing to take the initiative to offend Wang Jianjun, so they don't dare to have any unnecessary thoughts about causing pink eye.

Especially Liu Haizhong, he also hopes to establish a good relationship with Wang Jianjun and help him on his way to promotion in the future.

The ones who are most envious and happy are naturally Yan Fugui's family. In the entire courtyard, their family has the best relationship with Wang Jianjun.

The better Wang Jianjun gets along, the more it shows that his family has a unique vision, and the more light they will have in the future.

For this reason, during dinner in the evening, Yan Fugui reiterated the "guidelines and policies" he had used with Wang Jianjun before, and also told his family to implement them conscientiously, which was considered a great deal of painstaking effort.

At this time, Wang Jianjun, who was cooking vegetables, didn't know yet that the neighbors in the courtyard were talking about his grandson again.

After working hard for more than an hour, after the leaders in the factory had eaten and drank, they handed over the finishing work to the two apprentices. Wang Jianjun rode his bicycle and took Liu Lan away first.

Since they had already had in-depth exchanges in the afternoon, it didn't take long to send Liu Lan home this time. When they hugged each other goodbye, Wang Jianjun put 20 yuan in her pocket as lucky money for the children in advance.

After returning home, he took out the medical classics and started studying. When he felt sleepy, he went to bed to rest. .