Siheyuan: Starting from signing up as a level 6 fitter

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[System: Get 1 cleaning set! 】

[System: Obtain 100 packs of Daqianmen brand cigarettes! 】

[System: Obtain 10 tickets from Tiantan Furniture Factory! 】

[System: Get 1 level [-] woodworking skill card! 】

[System: Get 1 set of thermal mattress! 】

[System: Get 10 yuan of currency! 】

Get up early.

Wang Yang signed a lot of things.

I don’t like to smoke, so I’ll leave it aside for now. Although there is only one cleaning set, it has a complete range and can be used for a long time.

The most surprising thing is that I got a level [-] skill card again!

this year.

One more skill means one more path. As the saying goes: Having too many skills is not overwhelming!

"Tiantan Furniture Factory bill?"

Wang Yang took it out from the system space. Isn't the bill just a consumption voucher? There is no place to reimburse him for what he wants.

On a piece of slightly yellowed paper, rows of red letters were printed.

At the top is the name "Tiantan Furniture Factory", and below is the list details. At this moment, Wang Yang is holding "10 purple elm boards" in his hand.

Purple elm.

With clear texture, large tree size and few scars, it is one of the classic and precious materials for making furniture.

of course.

The price of high-quality purple elm wood is not low, and ordinary people cannot use it, but Wang Yang’s is free of charge!

The remaining nine are of other styles, but without exception, there is a big red seal in the upper left corner of each bill.

"Awaiting pickup?"

Wang Yang was stunned. It turned out that this was what he meant. As long as he took the ticket to the Temple of Heaven Furniture Factory, he could take away the corresponding things.

"Just a big bed!"

Nowadays, people sleep on kangs at home, mainly to keep warm.

But after Wang Yang took the Jinxinshu Medullary Pill, he was no longer afraid of severe cold and heat, not to mention the [warm mattress] produced by the system.

Looking at the dilapidated furniture at home, Wang Yang smiled bitterly. In this era of scarcity of materials and poor economy, every household did not have enough to eat, let alone other needs in life.

According to "Wang Yang"'s memory, the bed he sleeps on at home is older than himself, and the material and workmanship are the simplest. After more than ten years of tossing, can it not "squeak"?

Now that he has high-quality wood and has obtained a level [-] woodworking skill card, a complete decoration plan gradually emerges in Wang Yang's mind!

Tap [Level [-] Woodworking Skill Card].

Wang Yang has a lot of professional knowledge in his mind.

After breakfast, go out.

I happened to meet Xu Damao who was also going to work. Looking at his awkward look, his buttocks were still hurting.

"Humph."

Xu Damao glanced at Wang Yang with contempt. Although he noticed something was wrong, he still wanted to vent his anger.

"Wang Yang, what happened yesterday..."

"I don't need your apology, I don't take it to heart."

Wang Yang said lightly and walked towards the door.

see.

Xu Damao was stunned. What do you mean by "I don't need your apology"?

"You brat, what I'm talking about is your butt!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yang's figure disappeared around the corner.

Xu Damao was furious. When did this stupid boy Wang Yang become so arrogant and dare not listen to him?

"Xu Damao, whose ass are you thinking about?"

Lou Xiao'e opened the door curtain and stared at Xu Damao with a serious face, like a cat staring at a eating mouse.

"Whose ass is that? I'm too lazy to tell you!"

Xu Damao waved his hand and pretended to be impatient, but his steps secretly accelerated a lot.

Lou Xiao'e stared at her man's back and muttered: "Don't let me catch you!"

Along with the blue wave, we march towards the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Today's task is still the work of apprentices. In less than half a day, Wang Yang completed his work.

During this period, Yi Zhonghai never came to cause trouble again.

In his opinion, there is a gulf-like gap in identity between Wang Yang and himself. If he takes the initiative, he will really lose his status.

Moreover, this is a factory, so many people admire you, so you must have a good image to the outside world.

That's right.

Yi Zhonghai is such a duplicitous hypocrite!

of course.

Wang Yang naturally enjoyed his leisure time.

Taking advantage of his break, Wang Yang visited the factory director's office to ask about his father's compensation and grade examination.

It’s not that Wang Yang is so greedy for money.

As for other accounts, it doesn't matter whether he pays them or not, but this money is the last thing left by the king's father, so Wang Yang is naturally more concerned about it.

But the office door was open and empty inside.

"It's a waste of time!"

Just when Wang Yang was about to leave, a figure happened to stand in front of him.

"Secretary Qian?"

Secretary Qian is the employee of Factory Director Yang, and "Wang Yang" has been in contact with her several times because of Wang's father's affairs.

She has a beautiful face and a dignified figure, but she doesn't have any "copper smell".

Secretary Qian looked at the man in front of him and was a little unsure for a moment. Is this Wang Yang?

"Secretary Qian?"

Seeing that the other party was silent, Wang Yang said hello again, and then Secretary Qian came back to his senses.

"Are you Wang Yang?"

"Haha, Secretary Qian is such a noble person and forgets things. We met a few days ago."

"Excuse me."

Secretary Qian blushed, suddenly thought of something, and said instead: "By the way, I have something to ask you about. Your father's compensation has come."

Subsequently.

Secretary Qian handed Wang Yang a bulging envelope.

"Thank you."

"Nothing, everything should be."

...

As the factory broadcast rang, it was time to get off work again.

"Wang Yang, would you like to have a drink?"

"You've been so bored these past two days!"

After a few days of contact, Chen Liang and others felt that Wang Yang was a new co-worker who was able to get along with him, was kind-hearted and down-to-earth in his work.

Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, Wang Yangke is still Yi Zhonghai’s “disciple” admitted by himself! But he has never used this to show off his authority in front of others.

For that alone.

Chen Liang and others are enough to confirm Wang Yang's character.

"Not today, I have something to do at home."

Wang Yang showed a standard smile and continued: "After a while, I will treat you all to dinner."

"Okay! Then we'll just wait!"

After some squabbling.

Wang Yang separated from Chen Liang and others.

...

Tiantan Furniture Factory.

"Ten purple elm boards?"

Gray work clothes.

White knitted gloves.

The dark-skinned man carefully examined the bill in his hand.

"It's from our factory."

The objects in the furniture factory are so bulky that ordinary people cannot take them away on the spot, so we have this receipt. As long as the money is paid, the factory will arrange for them to be delivered.

When the man saw that Wang Yang was wearing the work clothes of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, he didn't ask any more questions and said, "Master, wait a moment. I'll send someone to get the goods for you."

Not long time effort.

A "convertible" loaded with ten pieces of fine purple elm wood appeared in front of Wang Yang.

"Master, keep this ticket."

A new stamp has been stamped on the returned receipt - "Picked Up".

"Thank you."

"Okay, you can take our car back as well."

"Ah."

Wang Yang stepped on the rear tire, jumped up, and sat on the wooden board. He learned this move when he was running a business decades ago.

"Master, let's drive."

"okay!"