Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 10 The Humiliated Qin Huairu
in the workshop.

Seeing that there was no hope, Qin Huairu could only dally along with the workers carrying a steel pipe.

Steel pipes are too much for a male worker, let alone a woman.

The heavy steel pipe was pressing on her shoulders, and she felt a shock of severe pain, her body trembled, and it was even difficult for her to breathe.

But seeing Liu Mingjun staring at her with a straight face, she could only grit her teeth, lift her trembling legs, and try her best to walk out.

As soon as she walked out of the workshop door, she saw Wang Weidong sitting in the driver's seat with his legs crossed, humming a little tune.

I feel even more aggrieved, Wang Weidong is so arrogant, he looks first class, drives a big truck, works as an uncle in the factory, and gets a high salary.That useless person in the family is useless at all, and he spends all day digging and digging, full of bad water.

There is no way to pass this day.

Of course Wang Weidong saw Qin Huairu with a pale and tired face.

But he just pretended he didn't see that this woman was talking all day long, so she should do something and suffer a little.

Because the workshop director was afraid of delaying time, he hurriedly urged by the side, and soon a truck full of steel pipes was filled.

Qin Huairu's tired body shook a little, her bangs stuck to her forehead, her underwear was already soaked in sweat, her legs and feet were weak, and she was about to go back to the workshop to sit down and rest for a while.

"Hey, that lesbian, help me get a glass of boiling water. Thank you!" At some point, Wang Weidong appeared next to her and held out a canning jar in front of her.

He spoke the most sincere words, but there was a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Well, you Wang Weidong, you treat me like an old lady!

Qin Huairu was trembling with anger, and wanted to throw the can on him.

Next to her, the workshop director frowned when she saw that she hadn't moved, "Xiao Qin, go and help Weidong turn on the water. Dahua Trading is waiting for this batch of goods. You can't bear the responsibility for the delay!"

Qin Huairu's teeth were itching with hatred, but she could only smile with tears in her eyes: "I'll go right away."

With that said, she took the canning jar, dragged her limp legs, and walked into the workshop.

As soon as she reached the door, Wang Weidong stopped her again: "Wait a minute, there is still Yu Changsheng's cup, you can help fill it up too."

Drawn voice: "Thank you, comrade."

Qin Huairu could only turn around with a pale face.

Yu Changsheng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, didn't know why, so he glanced at the cup on the dashboard and said timidly, "Brother Wei Dong, my cup is full, no need."

Wang Weidong interrupted him directly: "Drinking cold water makes my stomach hurt, pour it down!"

But this is a thermos cup
Taking a look at the water glass wrapped in rags, and then at Wang Weidong's face, Yu Changsheng immediately understood that Zhang Weidong had ulterior motives.

There is a story here, brother, of course I have to help.

Yu Changsheng poured out the water, sat in the co-pilot, stretched out the "insulation cup", and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Lesbians, I'm sorry to trouble you!"

Looking at Yu Changsheng's disdainful eyes, Qin Huairu felt a sense of humiliation in her heart. She pursed her lips, trembling all over, digging her nails into her flesh.

The stern voice of the workshop director came from behind: "Hurry up, don't waste the driver's time."

Qin Huairu's whole body was shocked, and tears could no longer be restrained from flowing down, but she could only walk over on her sore thighs, took the "insulated cup" with her hand, and ran into the workshop.

Wang Weidong was very proud of himself, first he took out a cigarette for the workshop director.

Then he shook his head and said, "This lesbian seems to have a problem with her work attitude."

The head of the workshop was a little flattered when he saw the red box of flowers, and quickly took it with both hands, carefully pinning it to his ears.

This is a good smoke, keep it and taste it slowly.

Sighing, showing a helpless expression: "I can't help it, I have criticized her many times, but I don't care about it because I have someone to support me."

"The workers under him can't control it. Brother, you are really useless as a workshop director." Wang Weidong continued to apply eye drops.

The workshop director didn't take Qin Huairu's disobedience to heart, but when he heard Wang Weidong's words, he immediately realized that this situation had obviously hindered his authority.

If the workers still follow suit and are like Qin Huairu, he will be the workshop director to the end.

The eyes looking at Qin Huairu's back gradually turned cold.

The sun is three poles high, and the sun hangs high in the sky, bringing some warmth to the world in winter.

When Wang Weidong drove the Jiefang CA-30 slowly to the factory gate, all the security officers hiding in the gatehouse came out.

According to regulations, they need to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the truck.

Workers cannot carry large items out of the factory, but trucks can.

This kind of inspection takes different lengths, it can be 10 minutes or an hour, often depending on the mood of the security officer.

The driver's arrogance is useless in front of the security officers, so they can only wait silently.

But when they saw that Wang Weidong was sitting in the driver's cab, the security officers took a hasty look into the car and opened the door.

"Weidong, it's you, let's go, don't waste time, be careful on the road."

Wang Weidong was also polite, and said with a smile: "Thanks, today's task is tight, so I won't chatter."

As he spoke, he still didn't forget to take out a cigarette from his pocket and pass it out through the car window.

Then, with a kick of the accelerator, the truck sprang out of the five-star rolling mill with a "buzz", and drove towards Dahua Trading along the narrow and rugged road.

These days, the roads are narrow, but there are fewer vehicles.

There are not many bicycles on the road. Most people carry small bags and spread their legs.

The truck roared down the road, raising a cloud of yellow smoke.

The children on the side of the road chased after the truck one after another, wanting to inhale more exhaust fumes.

That taste, above.

The big girl and the young daughter-in-law who went to the market all stopped when they saw the truck approaching, their eyes sparkling.

Driving these days is actually much easier than in previous lives, there is no camera, and there is no need to consider violating the rules.

A truck with a loud roar is the king of the road.

But there is also the thing that truck drivers hate the most, bullock carts.

The usually loyal and honest old scalper is sometimes frightened when he hears the roar of the truck.

Whenever he sees a bullock cart on the opposite side, Wang Weidong will always step on the brake lightly in advance.

Wang Weidong was not afraid of breaking the brakes, but because the goods he pulled this time were steel pipes.

There is a saying in the truck industry that if you die of poverty, you will not get in control, if you die of starvation, you will not get a roll, and if you are beaten to death, you will not get a green pass.

The reason for not pulling the pipe is that the steel pipe is very heavy, thin and long. Once the brakes are applied suddenly, the steel pipe will pass directly through the cab, and the result is that the driver becomes a kebab.

The reason for not pulling the coil is that the steel coil is very heavy and the weight is concentrated, it is easy to break the vehicle beam.

Uh. There are no expressways these days, so there is no need to consider Lvtong.

However, Wang Weidong is now a brick in the factory, and he has to move wherever he needs to, and he has no choice.

That can only be more careful.

Apart from bullock carts, what Wang Weidong is most uncomfortable with is the steering wheel of old-fashioned trucks.

There is no hydraulic power assist, no electronic power assist, and the steering wheel is so heavy that most people can't move it at all, so every old driver in the team has practiced a unicorn arm.

It is even more impossible to control the steering wheel with one hand and do something with the other.

Driving has also changed from technical work to physical work.

Wang Weidong has a good background in his predecessor, and it took half a month to be able to be handy and integrate people and vehicles.

The truck was speeding along the road, and when a huge sign appeared on the side of the road, Wang Weidong knew that Hades had laughed.

There are bright red characters on the signboard: There is a long downhill ten miles ahead, the driver please slow down.

Wang Weidong rolled up the window of the car, and the cold wind came in, so he could refresh himself.

Then, he took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards Yan Wangxiao.

On the driveway ahead, black brake marks could be seen from time to time, as well as scratches from trucks with brake failure and big trees on the side of the road.

When he felt that the front wheels had gone downhill, Wang Weidong subconsciously applied the brakes, so that the speed of the car slowed down a bit.

Even so, under the huge gravity, the speed of the truck is getting faster and faster.

It was only halfway through the long downhill, and the speed of the car was already as high as 80. This was still under the condition that Wang Weidong lightly tapped the brakes from time to time to control the speed.

This trip is dangerous.

Yu Changsheng looked at the speedometer, his face turned pale with fright.

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