"Uncle, who told us that we are also a family of employees? My grandfather has worked hard for our factory all his life, and my father also worked in our factory. After all, we have to provide some benefits to the families of our employees, right? We can't just let those who are officials take care of it.

Are you leaving?"

Ji Donglai immediately came up with a renovation plan for this place. In the summer, a large number of people could live here without the need for air conditioning. If he took a step back, he would build an elevator and turn it into a warehouse. There would be no one to store things.

"That's true. You didn't buy the house. You, kid, will try your best to make the house your own from now on. Gui Lao, behave well and show that someone gave you the house..."

Thinking of his leaders, the administrator felt very dissatisfied. Then he remembered that Ji Donglai was buying a house for someone else, and he felt lost again.

As children of workers, everyone hopes that people of the same class can benefit, so that they can feel better.

"Uncle, what you said is true! If you can't guarantee it, the next time I ask you to buy a house, it will be for myself!"

After a haha, Ji Donglai thought that he would be wrong if he spoke too much, and he almost let it slip. After finishing the work here, Ji Donglai handed the key to the house to Ding Aixing and informed the other party that the products produced would be packaged and sent directly upstairs.

The buildings where the cadres lived were not high-floor and had good lighting. They had balconies. Ji Donglai asked Lao Wu to come over and seal the balconies when he was free.

In the future, when the products need to be shipped, they will slide down the stairs. In order to facilitate the temporary accommodation of this group of people, Ji Donglai asked Lao Wu to install a toilet here. Then Ji Donglai quickly returned to school because the first

The second mock exam is here.

I don’t know if it was intentional by the school teacher, or it was an arrangement of fate. During these few exams, Ji Donglai and Jiang Xue were next to each other. It didn’t matter that Ji Donglai came, but Jiang Xue had a cold face the whole time.

Ji Donglai was not surprised. Anyway, the other party didn't look at him and focused all his energy on answering the questions.

The other subjects are all easy to handle. Ji Donglai's focus is mathematics. With the experience of the last exercise, Ji Donglai follows the steps step by step this time. The previous exercises are done smoothly. Ji Donglai also pushes hard on the big questions at the back.

Start from the first step and move forward slowly.

"Okay, this guy just needs to add some heat, so here's the question!"

Mathematics teacher Jiang You stood on a chair, and the vice principal watched the exams in the room through the corridor window. Ji Donglai was the focus of their attention.

The whole class lasted until Ji Donglai filled in all the blank parts of the big question one by one, and Jiang You breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kid is the most difficult student I have ever seen. I hope he can set a benchmark for our school!"

Seeing that Ji Donglai had done all the big questions differently than before, the vice principal was also very happy. After all, Ji Donglai had created several miracles here. It was really good. Ji Donglai would be the one to educate students in the school from now on.

model.

In the first semester of my senior year of high school, I was still a scumbag. In the second semester, I made a sudden breakthrough and worked hard to catch up. I studied until 11 or 12 o'clock every day. This is how miracles are created.

"It's okay, one hundred and twenty points, that's it!"

At the end of the exam, this time was different from the past. The test papers for the small classes were taken out separately, and all the papers were judged in one night.

After repeated evaluations, Ji Donglai's mathematics test paper was finally settled at 120 points, which was a score of no more and no less. The vice-principal took a sip of water from his teacup and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In the senior year of high school, most students take three mock exams. The first two are real exams, and the third is a test with reduced difficulty, so that students' scores are deliberately raised to give students confidence in improvement.

So strictly speaking, this exam is the last mock exam for the senior year of high school. Ji Donglai's grades have steadily improved, and this time he has entered the top ten in the school.

"It seems that we really need to recruit a few people from the High School Affiliated to Normal University. Ji Donglai's improvement in academic performance is directly related to their teaching level. In addition, Lao Sun's insistence on students reciting the texts seems to be scientific!

English classes in the next semester can be promoted appropriately..."

Looking at everyone's academic performance, the school's leadership team began to hold meetings overnight.

The overall performance of this class of students is better than that of the previous class, and there are also many unexpected gains, which can be regarded as rare gains for No. 4 Middle School this year.

With the end of the second mock exam, the high school teachers stopped chasing and beating the students, and began to speak softly. Even the stern class teacher now began to be polite to the students.

A group of men and women in their youth finally got a rare respite, and high school seniors began to appear in the streets and alleys, including in the school playground.

The students in the first and second grade of high school took the initiative to stay away from this group of senior students, for fear that a fierce conflict would break out if these people were not happy at all.

Even the school's security guards were all smiles at this time, and those who usually shouted at the students began to take breaks from work every now and then.

Everyone knows that this class of students is about to graduate. Confusion, hesitation, and the depression of being unable to control the passage of youth are beginning to spread in the school.

Even good students like Hu Lijuan no longer immersed themselves in books at this time. Some people began to write guestbooks, some began to sign jerseys, and some kept walking around the school to commemorate this youth that did not know whether there were regrets or no regrets. Of course, it was absolutely impossible.

Most people are waiting for the transcripts of the second model, because this is equivalent to the college entrance examination.

Unlike everyone else, Ji Donglai left home and went to the company again before the news came out.

Recently, Sver's side has begun to expand production, and the construction site nearby is also stepping up construction. Zhang Qinglu's side and Liu Yupeng's side of the factory are busy running both ways.

In addition, Laowai is about to start an internal review, and Ji Donglai is the top priority.

"Brother, this set of molds is wrong, look at it!"

Ji Donglai had just rested for a while after finishing his work with foreigners. Cao Likun called Ji Donglai down and pointed at one of the molds and whispered.

In order for Ji Dong to see clearly, Cao Likun manually operated the injection molding machine to close the mold. When he was about to close the mold, he pointed at the guide pillar. Only then did Ji Donglai realize that the guide pillar had begun to tremble slightly. Ji Donglai immediately waved his hand, Cao Likun

Mold.

Ji Donglai immediately stopped the scene and entered the mold with a flashlight. He then inspected the parts everywhere and finally focused on the positioning.

"Do you have any hidden elixirs...I forgot the place, give me the marker!"

Ji Dong turned around and asked Cao Likun for something. Cao Likun was confused for a while. Ji Dong turned around and realized that he had found the wrong person. He hurriedly took Cao Likun's marker, wiped it on the four positions, and then closed it manually again.

mold.
Chapter completed!