Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 18 The Shower

In the morning fog, Liu Mingjun, the workshop director of the first workshop, walked quickly.

Panting, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he didn't bother to wipe it off.

No wonder he was in such a hurry. The channel steel in the first workshop was almost used up. According to the plan, a batch of channel steel needs to be imported today.

However, the factory office called Liu Mingjun that the trucks in the convoy needed to be repaired, and the channel steel might not be delivered.

This time, Liu Mingjun was in a hurry, because it was almost the end of the year, and the evaluation was about to begin.

At the critical moment, without the channel steel, the workers in the workshop would not be able to work, and the output would definitely be surpassed by the second workshop.

As the workshop director, he would inevitably be reprimanded by the factory director.

Liu Mingjun walked up to the team leader Niu Zhijun, bowed his body, and said with a smile, "Team Niu, can the batch of channel steel we need for the first workshop be delivered today?"

"Didn't you see that the trucks are waiting for repairs? How can I deliver them and let the drivers carry them for you?" Seeing that Liu Mingjun was reluctant to even pick up a cigarette, Niu Zhijun immediately became angry.

It's not that he doesn't care about this cigarette, it's a matter of attitude.

Liu Mingjun raised his head and glanced at the neatly parked trucks, with doubts on his face: "So many trucks, are they all broken?"

The thin monkey next to him was a little annoyed seeing the captain's complexion and seeing Liu Mingjun pestering him endlessly.

He stood up and yelled viciously: "Why, are you the driver, or am I the driver? I said the truck broke down, so it broke down!"

The driver who often runs sports cars, has a lot of dealings with all kinds of people, and he speaks in a ruffian way, which immediately calms down Liu Mingjun.

Liu Mingjun laughed and said, "I didn't mean that. Isn't it the end of the year? The factory has heavy tasks."

After speaking, he suddenly realized, and quickly took out a white box of "Great Cooperation" from his pocket, and distributed cigarettes to the drivers.

Niu Zhijun took the cigarette, and his expression relaxed a lot. He smiled and said, "Old Liu, we have known each other for so many years. Don't worry, we are definitely not trying to embarrass you on purpose."

"The truck really needs to be repaired today. When Weidong installs the sprinkler, I will give priority to sending the channel steel to your workshop."

With Niu Zhijun's guarantee, Liu Mingjun was relieved.

He knew that this black tower guy had a bad temper and bad words, but his heart was not bad.

But isn't Wang Weidong the driver?

Can he fix the truck?

And what is the shower, so important?

Liu Zhijun secretly took this matter to heart, shook his head and left the convoy.

He also has to go back to the workshop to supervise the work of the workers.

That Qin Huairu, who always likes to be lazy, seems to be wearing iron bars all the time today, and doesn't take a break occasionally like others, how strange!
You still have to focus on observing, don't be fooled by her.

After Liu Zhijun left, the drivers chatted about the topic just now.

Everyone was curious, Wang Weidong led more than a dozen repairmen, what is the use of tinkering with those big iron boxes in the repair workshop.

By the way, there are also hoses. For those hoses, Niu Zhijun invited old man Zuo from the logistics department to have a meal.

Someone guessed that the iron box was filled with water and could be used to wash your face.

Truck drivers often need to run long distances, sometimes there are no towns for dozens of miles along the way, and the roads are rough, making it unsafe to drive at night.

The drivers parked their trucks on the side of the road and made do with the night in the car.

Wang Weidong likes to be clean, unlike the rough men like them who can go without washing their face or brushing their teeth for ten days.

He would always run to the nearby woods to find some mountain spring water and wash himself up.

But it's strange, why does every forest have mountain springs?
And can be found by Wang Weidong every time?

Some people also speculate that the iron box can be used to hold diesel, so that it can run hundreds of miles more.

"Forget it, everyone, don't guess, when Weidong installs that thing, we will understand it at a glance!" Niu Zhijun didn't like to use his brain, so he flicked the cigarette butt far away.

result.

When the gadget was installed, Niu Zhijun and the drivers looked left and right, but they didn't understand it.

Wang Weidong looked at their bewildered faces, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt embarrassed.

The drivers cannot be blamed for their poor eyesight, because the sprinkler is too abstract.

The black rectangular iron box is fixed to the bottom of the carriage with screws.

Since the repairman was not a professional welder, the iron box was welded crookedly and in strange shapes.

There is a small hole at the bottom of the iron box, the hose protrudes from it, and the other end is fixed above the brake disc by an iron wire.

Because there was no sealant, Wang Weidong borrowed some dark gaskets from No. [-] workshop and put them inside.

Above the iron box, there is a steel wire rope, which runs along the bottom of the carriage, passes through the glass, and spreads to the side of the gear shifter.

Next to the shifter, Wang Weidong asked the repairman to install a handle.

Of course, these days, you can't buy plastic gear handle accessories.

Wang Weidong could only chop off a thick branch from the walnut tree in Niu Zhijun's house.

Cut into small pieces, peeled and polished, to pretend to be handles.

On the whole, this is a suspected sprinkler!

If Wang Weidong did not have the memory of his previous life, he would not have figured out its use if he tried to think about it.

"Brother Wei Dong, what is this thing for?" Yu Changsheng couldn't help asking.

Wang Weidong didn't answer, but opened the car door, and pulled down the handle under the doubtful eyes of everyone.

"Nothing happened?" The thin monkey always thought that the shower was a shower, so that he could wash off the smell of makeup and powder on his body before going home.

Wang Weidong smiled slightly.

"Fuck, it's running water, it's running water underneath!" Liu Guoqiang exclaimed when he saw the wet ground.

"Really?"

"Let me see."

Everyone lay on the ground and looked at the bottom of the car.

The brake discs on the inside of the wheels are dripping.

Looking up again, the hose protruding from the iron box kept pouring water onto the brake disc.

"It's not a shower." The thin monkey was a little disappointed.

"What's the use of pouring water on the brake disc?" Yu Changsheng scratched his head.

Captain Niu Zhijun was thoughtful.

As an old driver, he knew very well that when the heavy-duty truck went downhill, the brake failure was caused by the overheating of the brake disc.

If you can keep watering the brake disc, then the brake disc will not overheat!

Although illiterate, he still knows the common sense that water can cool down.

Niu Zhijun's eyes lit up.

If this approach is really feasible, you will never have to be afraid of Hades laughing again!
Niu Zhijun excitedly got up from the ground, rushed to Wang Weidong, and gave him a bear hug.

"Weidong, pouring water to cool down the brake discs, your idea is great!"

Wang Weidong was carried into the air, crying in his heart.

The captain's way of celebrating is too weird.

When everyone heard Niu Zhijun's words, they immediately understood.

However, whether it works or not has to be verified by practice.

Since it was impossible to take a load of steel pipes to Yan Wangxiao for testing, Niu Zhijun thought of a way.

He drove around the factory, slamming on the brakes every few tens of meters, and finally checked whether the brakes were sensitive.

As a result, no surprises.

After Niu Zhijun braked the car at least 50 times in a row, when he slammed on the brakes again, the truck could still click, leaving two black marks on the ground.

Sprinkler, truck artifact!

The crowd cheered excitedly.

Director Liu Mingjun, who was standing at the door of workshop one, saw this scene and couldn't love it: "Didn't it mean that the truck broke down? Liar!"

Unlike the excitement of the drivers, Wang Weidong frowned.

Due to the different sizes and lax welding of this kind of manual sprinkler, it is easy to have problems in bumps.

If you want to make a durable sprinkler, you must first design the sprinkler drawing, and then ask a professional master to manufacture it according to the drawing.

(End of this chapter)