At noon, Yang Xiaotao came to the cafeteria carrying a lunch box, and people were waiting in line in front of him.

Since the last time outstanding personnel were selected to participate in the National Day Gifting Event, after a competition among the chefs in the cafeteria, the selected outstanding personnel have become popular in the machinery factory.

The consequence of this is that the queue in front of the second cafeteria gets longer every time it is time to get food.

Even those who come late will not leave unless they see that there is no food in front of them, so they will choose other canteens.

Yang Xiaotao arrived not too early and lined up in the middle of the queue, moving forward bit by bit.

In fact, Yang Xiaotao is very impatient when it comes to waiting in line.

Just like buying things and paying for them in the previous life, just like queuing up for registration at the hospital, and when withdrawing money...

Painful memories.

In comparison, at that time, at least there were mobile phones to kill time, but here, all you have to do is wait.

"Mr. Yang, come and get some food too."

Yang Xiaotao is considered a celebrity in the machinery factory, and many people say hello when they see him.

The workers behind him were a little surprised. Yang Xiaotao turned around and saw that he was a young worker.

In my impression, he seemed to be introduced by Aunt Wang. Judging from his appearance, he should be from an engine workshop.

"Of course, I have to eat too."

Yang Xiaotao smiled, and the young man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "No, I mean, you are so busy, you still have to prepare the food yourself."

"That's necessary. No matter how busy I am, I am still a worker."

"We workers are equal. It doesn't matter if we let others serve us. Landlords and rich people, I don't dare to make mistakes."

Everyone laughed after hearing this. It was obvious that Yang Xiaotao could queue up to eat with them, which made them feel very close.

A lady wearing a hat from behind smiled and shouted, "Mr. Yang, we love what you say."

"Yes, it's much better than those who are just a mere official but look down upon others with disdain."

"Isn't that right? Lao Zhang in our courtyard works in a cement factory. I heard that his leader is so powerful that he will be punished for being late..."

The chatterbox opened and everyone complained.

"Mr. Yang, are you also participating in this martial arts competition?"

Yang Xiaotao was listening to the gossip of several female workers when suddenly a person in front of him turned around and asked.

"The tournament, you said it's at the end of the month."

Yang Xiaotao came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head, "I have no plans for the time being."

He knew that this was entirely a means by Yang Youning to stimulate workers' progress. Of course, safety learning was the main thing. As the leader of the factory, he might as well forget it.

"That's a pity. When you took part in the eighth-level fitter competition, we were all watching."

"I admire your craftsmanship."

The worker in front held out his thumb as he spoke, and several older workers looked over with expressions of conviction.

"Yes, Mr. Yang, you must be the one with the best fitter skills in this machinery factory. You have to show off your unique skills."

"Yes, Mr. Yang, you have to show off your unique skills."

Everyone shouted, and there were also shouts from several queues on the left and right.

"thanks, thanks."

Yang Xiaotao smiled politely and said, "When the time comes, I will be up there cheering you on."

Everyone laughed, and someone on the side shouted, "If Mr. Yang participates, how can we have anything to do with him?"

"Yes, thank you very much, Mr. Yang, for not attending."

"Mr. Yang, what's the reward this time?"

Everyone laughed, but they knew clearly that if Yang Xiaotao ended up, the entire factory would probably have a bitter look on his face.

"Of course there are a lot of rewards, and there are also grand prizes and bicycle tickets. Is that enough?"

"Bicycle ticket? My dear, you have to fight for it."

When Yang Xiaotao mentioned the bicycle ticket, everyone was quiet for a moment, and then became noisy again. In this era, bicycles are still important items. Some people are getting married, and if they can get a few bicycles to pick up the bride, it is a face in the eyes of the neighbors.

Some people who had no intention of participating in the martial arts tournament were interested after hearing what Yang Xiaotao said.

Now that the bicycle tickets are out, the remaining rewards will not be low.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotao spoke again, "And everyone who enters the primary election will receive a consolation prize."

"Are there any prizes?"

The young man behind him exclaimed, and Yang Xiaotao patted the young man on the shoulder, "Yes, as long as you sign up and pass the preliminary election, you will be rewarded."

The young man looked excited after hearing this, and immediately started whispering to the people behind him.

"Comrades."

"Our machinery factory is holding this martial arts competition just to have an exchange among our workers."

"I hope that everyone can take advantage of this opportunity to learn knowledge, find learning goals, understand the gap between themselves and outstanding workers, learn from what others do, and strive to be better and higher, and move forward."

good!!!

There was a burst of cheers all around.

"Mr. Yang, I, we are just assembling engines, can we also participate?"

It was still the young man behind him. Apparently they had been discussing together for a while, but he still asked.

"Yes, why not?"

"Engine work is not a simple job, so you can definitely sign up."

"It's like a bunch of the same parts. You can assemble them faster than others. This is your skill."

"Also, if there are other parts mixed in a bunch of parts, you need to pick out the correct one and then assemble it successfully. This is also a skill."

Yang Xiaotao was talking to a few people. He could feel the excitement of the people around him who were eager to try, and then he smiled.

“As long as you think you are excellent in some aspect, you can sign up.”

"As long as the judges feel that you pass the test and have outstanding abilities, you will be ranked and rewarded."

This made everyone even more excited.

When Yang Xiaotao came to the window, it was Li Tiejun's wife who was cooking. She saw Yang Xiaotao from a distance and said kindly, "Mr. Yang, what are you talking about? It's so busy?"

"Sister-in-law, prepare some food first, I'm so hungry."

"Haha, here, I keep it all for you."

While cooking, he simply said what happened just now, "Mr. Yang, can our chefs also participate?"

"Yes, they are all workers in a machinery factory, why not?"

The faces of the women who were serving meals were very happy. Last time, Chef Zhang in their cafeteria did well, and they all benefited from it.

Now, this opportunity has come again, you must seize it.

While Yang Xiaotao was eating, the official explanation about the skills competition from Yang Xiaotao spread immediately.

"Team leader, why does it have nothing to do with us if Mr. Yang participates?"

A young man who had just joined the job held up chopsticks and asked the benchwork leader of the same group in confusion.

The team leader glanced at the young man and said, "You, you have only been here for a short time, so you don't know some things."

"Mr. Yang, what is your current position?"

"Mr. Yang, aren't you the deputy director and chief designer of our machinery factory?"

The young man knew this very well, because in terms of age, Yang Xiaotao was not much older than him, and the two of them were truly peers.

With such a peer around, the elders around him would treat Yang Xiaotao as someone else's child every time they educated him.

Therefore, they are familiar with Yang Xiaotao's achievements.

"That's an administrative position. I'm asking about workers' skills."

"Skill?"

The young man didn't know why and looked at the old man in the same group.

The old worker chuckled, "When Mr. Yang first entered the factory, he was a fitter apprentice in the third workshop."

"Later on, I continued to upgrade step by step. After three difficult years, I directly applied for the eighth-level exam."

"Level 8? Fitter?"

"Looking at you like this, so startled, why are you so excited?"

"When Mr. Yang took the CET-8 exam, the scene was just a screw..."

People who knew about it began to talk about that period of history, and everyone eating around them listened with their ears pricked up. Even if they had heard about it before, it was still touching to mention it now.
To be continued...