Zhang Yang

After Zhu Gang agreed to Zhang Yi's order, Zhang Yi invited him to his office. However, this was no longer the office in Zhang Yi's old workshop. That office had been less than ten square meters, while the office in the new factory was several dozen square meters in size. Some office equipment had already been roughly purchased yesterday, making the office look far more impressive now.

After arriving at the office, Zhang Yi handed all the less important parts over to Zhu Gang's factory for processing. In truth, the quantity of each type of part he gave Zhu Gang was not large, but there were many different specifications. Altogether, the total number of parts was still considerable, enough to bring Zhu Gang a decent profit.

After Zhu Gang left, Zhang Yi sat leisurely in the executive chair of his new office, looking out at the factory grounds through the window. His office was in an excellent location, perhaps deliberately designed that way when the factory had been planned.

His office was on the top floor of the factory's office building, allowing him to see most of the grounds, including the entire main entrance.

As Zhang Yi watched the vehicles coming and going outside the factory gates, he found it hard to believe that he now had such a large factory of his own. Although he was only leasing it from the Development Zone and it did not truly belong to him yet, he was still immensely excited.

At the same time, he was deeply grateful to fate for giving him the Scholar Hiring System. Without it, he could never have developed to this extent. He might not even have been able to keep his original machine workshop running.

After all, the gap in technical skill between him and his father, Zhang Ming, was simply too great. Even in the best-case scenario, he could only have maintained the old machine workshop.

Just then, someone knocked on his office door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Come in!" Startled out of his thoughts by the knocking, Zhang Yi came back to himself and called toward the door from his executive chair.

The office door was pushed open, and one of the people Zhang Yi had recruited from the Talent Market entered. Unlike the others, who were mostly fresh graduates from technical schools, this man was an experienced lathe operator.

That was why Zhang Yi remembered him clearly. His name was Zhang Yang, and he was around forty years old. He had worked in lathe machining for more than a decade and was highly skilled. Zhang Yi had already watched him work shortly after he entered the workshop.

He was also the only person in Zhang Yi's factory with a Level Four lathe operator technician certificate. Aside from Xiao Hua and the other beginner dwarf scholars, his skills were the most refined. In Zhang Yi's view, his actual skill level might have been far beyond Level Five.

"Director Zhang! You asked for me?" Zhang Yang asked when he saw Zhang Yi sitting behind the desk.

"Master Zhang, are you satisfied with the working environment here?" Zhang Yi asked. After all, the working environment had a major impact on workers' efficiency.

"Director Zhang, old workers like me do not have high demands when it comes to the work environment. I've been doing this kind of work for more than ten years. What sort of environment haven't I seen? Besides, in my view, although our factory does not have many employees, the benefits are good. The food and lodging are good too, and the factory is full of energetic young people. Being around them makes me feel more than ten years younger. What is there to be dissatisfied with?" In truth, Zhang Yang felt extremely fortunate to have been able to join this factory.

His former colleagues had urged him not to come, saying that Xian County was merely a Mountain City without any major factories and could never offer him such a high salary.

Fortunately, he had not listened to them. If he had truly passed up this factory, that would have been his greatest loss. One only had to look at the factory's products to know that, barring any accidents, this factory would definitely grow. As some of the first veteran employees to join, their prospects would be limitless.

"As long as you're satisfied. Master Zhang, you are the most skilled technician in my factory, so I would like to appoint you deputy director of the First Workshop. What do you think?" Zhang Yi did not waste words with Zhang Yang and directly stated why he had called him in.

"Director Zhang, I would not dare claim to be the most skilled person in the factory. Skill is something anyone can see for themselves. As far as I know, several people in the factory are far beyond me. For example, Xiao Hua and her two sisters. Their skills surpass mine by a great deal. Even Level Six or Seven technicians could not compare to them. I think they would be more suitable for this position." After thinking for a moment, he spoke earnestly.

What he said was true. The factory had only been in operation for less than a morning, but when the machines had been adjusted over the past two days, they had conducted trial production of some parts. Zhang Yang had seen Xiao Hua and her sisters' skills then, and he was completely convinced by their ability.

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Zhang Yi nodded to himself. He agreed with Zhang Yang's assessment and also gained an initial understanding of his character.

He said, "Master Zhang, you truly are the most skilled technician among the people I recruited this time, so stop declining. Besides, I have other arrangements for Xiao Hua and her sisters. For now, Xiao Hua will serve concurrently as the director of the First Workshop. Once you have familiarized yourself with the work, I will assign Xiao Hua and the others different tasks. So work hard. I think very highly of you."

"All right, Director Zhang. Then I'll give it a try. Although I've worked in this field for more than ten years, I've never held a leadership position. But since Director Zhang trusts me so much, I will not refuse. Thank you for your trust." Zhang Yang spoke with some excitement.

"All right, Master Zhang. Production has already begun in the workshop, so let's go take a look. Although I already watched the workers processing parts in the workshop this morning, I still can't quite put my mind at ease." With that, Zhang Yi stood up, walked over to Zhang Yang, and patted him on the shoulder.

The two of them then went downstairs toward the workshop.

When they arrived at the workshop, the machines were roaring, and everyone was hard at work. However, one CNC machine had stopped. Aside from its operator, Xiao Hua, Xiao Liu, and Xiao Xia were standing beside it, saying something to the person who had been operating it.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi and Zhang Yang hurried over as well.

"What happened? Is there a problem with this CNC machine?" After arriving beside it, Zhang Yi vaguely heard them saying that several dimensions were problematic, so he asked.

"Director Zhang, you're here! It's like this: the part I'm processing is a relatively precision-sensitive pneumatic motor component, but this machine is only an ordinary CNC machine. Its precision simply cannot meet the requirements. The parts it produces are not qualified, so we are discussing what to do now." The CNC machine operator was a young man, and he explained after hearing Zhang Yi's question.