In Wang Youchang's office, Zhao Guoyang explained the help he needed for his next work.

He wanted to print out the general diagrams in his computer and some structural diagrams that were broken down one by one, and then mail them to the graduate students of Jinling University of Technology.

However, in this era, there were not many printers. Only Wang Youchang had the experience of printing drawings in the entire Hongda Machinery Factory before.

After hearing Zhao Guoyang's request for help, Wang Youchang naturally agreed.

He looked at Zhao Guoyang with relief and said, "Guoyang, you have worked hard these days. Although I have never designed a motorcycle and complete design, I am still in this industry and know more or less about the situation."

"Just like a large motorcycle company like Siyang Group and Chongqi Group, a model that takes several or even a dozen people to complete, it takes several months to complete it."

"But Guoyang, you actually designed the most important vehicle drawings of this motorcycle in less than ten days. This is described as miracle, but it is not an exaggeration at all. If I, the factory manager in charge of technology, can't even help you print such a small matter, then you will be shameless..."

Director Wang's unswerving words of praise made Zhao Guoyang feel a warm feeling that he was understood and paid attention to. He suddenly felt that his hard work these days was not in vain.

"Oh, by the way, Director Wang, there is something else."

Zhao Guoyang thought of something and then said, "I have a friend who is coming from Jinling today. I want to take a leave, okay?"

"Hey, why did I think it's okay? Of course it's okay!"

Wang Youchang said very readily, "You don't even say that Guoyang, I want to give you two days off. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. You stay in the factory every day and you don't have time to prepare New Year's goods, right? In this way, today and tomorrow, you will have a good rest and get the New Year's goods done by the way."

"However, on New Year's Eve, you must come to work."

Wang Youchang raised his hand and patted Zhao Guoyang on the shoulder and smiled, "The year-end bonus in our factory has always been given on New Year's Eve! Guoyang, you have made great achievements in the factory this year. Director Mu, I, Lao Ma, and I, have decided unanimously to give you a generous reward!"

The little bit of jokes in Director Wang's words made Zhao Guoyang smile.

After all, I just entered the factory in July and have only been working for less than half a year. I have taken a big head at once, and the employees below may have ideas.

Wang Youchang might have seen Zhao Guoyang's concerns, and he waved his hand and said, "Guoyang, how much should I pay for the year-end bonus? This is the final decision of several leaders in our factory. Don't have any burden. I want to tell Lao Ma that with your contribution in the past six months, the previous deputy factory director is enough. I want to see who dares to talk about this..."

Director Wang's concern and love for himself was touched by the fact that Director Wang was very concerned about and caring for him.

Indeed, although I had a high status in the institute in my previous life, everyone was very respectful of myself and obeyed the orders, there were not many people who truly cared for and loved me.

Now that we are reborn in this era, whether it is Director Mu, Ma, or Wang, we treat himself sincerely from the bottom of our hearts. This is very heartwarming.

Originally, Zhao Guoyang was going to report to Director Mu again, but Wang Youchang told him that it was almost the end of the year, and Director Mu and Ji Zhang were busy attending various meetings in Ninghai City and had been away from the factory for several days.

"Okay, go and do your business. If Director Mu comes back, I will just say it to him. He told me two days ago. After finishing his work, I will give you a few days off." Wang Youchang said with a smile.

Since Wang Youchangdu said so, Zhao Guoyang naturally followed suit.

After returning to the office and sorting out the things, Zhao Guoyang returned to the dormitory and launched the newly bought motorcycle.

After stepping onto the Four Sheep M125, Zhao Guoyang glanced at the oil gauge. It was not bad. Xu Dongfeng had used it for a few days and knew that he had filled the oil. There was more than half of it in it.

Seeing that there was no news on the BP plane, Zhao Guoyang drove a motorcycle to the new house he had assigned to take a look.

The new house is really grand. The six houses of 120 square meters are divided into three floors, including upper, middle and lower.

Because Zhao Guoyang was young and was not afraid of climbing stairs, he wanted the top-level one. The one opposite him was Mu Aijun.

The reason why Mu Aijun lives on the third floor is because he is a soldier and likes to exercise. In addition, he has never been very concerned about these aspects, so he naturally took the initiative to choose this floor.

When Zhao Guoyang came here, there were people working on every floor up and down this building.

After seeing Zhao Guoyang come in, a worker wondered: "Hey, this young man looks like a jealous person. Have you ever seen him?"

The worker named Lao Jia shook his head and did not answer.

When Zhao Guoyang heard several people talking about him in a low voice, he smiled and told him about his identity. At the same time, he took out a pack of cigarettes and dispersed everyone.

When I heard that this young man was the owner of the big house 302, several workers became a little restrained.

In the 1990s, there were very few commercial housing, and basically all employees' houses were funded by enterprises with relatively good performance.

These bricklayers naturally know what they do when they take too much work.

In this era, if you can get such a big house, you must be well-known figures in the factory.

In addition, Zhao Guoyang is young and has extraordinary conversation, which makes people feel like he is admiring him. With him, these workers naturally dare not shout loudly.

Zhao Guoyang went into his house and saw that it was basically ready. Except for the bathroom with tiles to be pasted, the living room and the room were all over.

Zhao Guoyang thought about it in his mind. The three rooms in this room were enough for his family to live there.

However, he also knew that parents who were used to living in bungalows would definitely not want to live in such a building. In that case, it would be inconvenient to raise a dog, some chickens, and some vegetables.

However, my sister and younger brother can come here to live during holidays and have fun in the city.

When Zhao Guoyang was considering his house, the BP machine suddenly made a sound at his waist.

Zhao Guoyang took out his BP machine and saw that it was indeed Bai Rou's news.

"Guoyang, I have arrived at Ninghai Station. Are you here?"

Seeing this news, Zhao Guoyang quickly greeted several bricklayers and hurried downstairs.

When Zhao Guoyang stepped onto his motorcycle and roared away, the painters and bricklayers looked at me and I looked at you, all of them were shocked and envious.
Chapter completed!