Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 248 Flower Eighteen

When Wang Weidong returned to the rolling mill, five trucks filled with warm treasure stickers were parked at the door of the workshop. This was the first batch of goods delivered to Lao Maozi.

The thin monkey was walking back and forth under the big tree, and when it saw Wang Weidong's figure, it rushed forward from afar.

"Brother Weidong, the train will leave in two hours, and I'll be waiting for you."

"Has the quantity been counted?" Wang Weidong walked to the truck and looked it up and down.

"I've counted, [-] tickets for each car, a total of [-] tickets. Zhao Jiefang and I have ordered three times."

"That's good, let's go!"

Wang Weidong got into Yu Changsheng's truck under the surprised eyes of the thin monkey.

Skinny Monkey is a little out of ideas. It's best not to sit in his car.

The thin monkey who was waiting to make up for his mistake last time gave Silly Dog a hard look.

It's you!
silly dog:.
Five trucks roared towards the train station.

When we arrived at the entrance, the young man with an inch board was already waiting at the side. He was still standing like a sharp sword as before, and the little girls passing by all cast their curious eyes.

"Flower Eighteen, so early?" Wang Weidong opened the car door and jumped off.

"The first batch of goods is of great importance, so we must be cautious." Hua Shiba said with a serious expression, and then moved to Wang Weidong's side, and whispered: "From now on, in front of so many people, you Don't call me spend eighteen."

"Don't call you Hua Shiba? Then what should I call you?" Wang Weidong was surprised.

That's right, this handsome young man who looks like a stranger has a strange name Hua Shiba.

It is said that he is the No.18 child of the family.

"Call me Cruise, this is my foreign name." Hua Shiba.

"Cruise? This is the capital city, you want to die!" Wang Weidong frowned, looked Hua Shiba up and down, his eyes lit up, and said with a smile: "Or else, I'll call you Comrade Hua?"

Eighteen flowers:
Shhh, luckily I'm not a girl.

Perhaps, this workshop director should be introduced to Sister Jiu.

In the end, Comrade Hua Shiba accepted the name Hua Shiba.

Hua Shiba has a lot of energy, and the relevant procedures have been completed a long time ago. The five trucks drove smoothly all the way to the unloading platform.

On the platform, a green leather train stopped quietly on the rails like a long dragon.

Passengers crowded onto the train, ranging from black-haired Chinese to yellow-haired old men.

They were stunned to see the cargo on the truck.

"Hiss, is this our export product?"

"It looks very high-end, and it should be able to exchange a lot of foreign exchange."

"Oh, it's finally no longer food."

"Ula, Nuan Bao Tie! Our old man's favorite."

"Warm Treasure Stickers?"

"Ula, Ula, stick it on your body in winter, it's warm, but it's a bit expensive, only people in big cities can afford it."

"When did we tinker with warm treasure stickers?"

"I heard it's Wang Weidong from the Red Star Rolling Mill. He used to be a truck driver. Later."

"Wang Weidong is really a talent."

Amid envious eyes and laughter, packs of warm treasure stickers were carried onto the train.

Perhaps it was an illusion, Wang Weidong felt that the porter uncle seemed to be more active than before, and his steps were windy.

They put the warm treasure stickers on the back of the car, and adjusted the order carefully, for fear of being crushed.

"Comrade Wei Dong, see you in Hong Kong City." Hua Shiba signed the export document, turned and left.

"flower"

Just as Wang Weidong was about to say hello, Hua Shiba had already disappeared.

This kid can run fast enough.

Wang Weidong watched the train disappear into the sun with white smoke before returning to the rolling mill.

Although more than a dozen eighth-level workers personally polished it, the production progress of the assistant hydraulic device was still a bit slow, and it took two full days to produce a booster hydraulic device.

Before Wang Weidong could speak, the eighth-level Gu offered to stay and work overtime, and the other eighth-level workers also nodded in agreement.

Facing active workers, Wang Weidong naturally couldn't refuse.

You can only work if you are full of food and drink. The canteen of the rolling mill does not provide dinner. Wang Weidong asked Nanyi to make a small stove.

Pig blood vermicelli soup, pork stewed vermicelli, and a large bowl of white noodles for each person.

These materials were originally left by Nanyi to Wang Weidong, and they were all used.

The eighth-level workers ate their mouths full of oil, and looked at Wang Weidong with a hint of admiration in their eyes.

Eating meat at noon and still eating meat at night is a bit of a crime these days.

"Director Wang, please don't worry, even if I risk my life, I will complete the task on time." Level [-] Gu wiped the oil from his mouth and said slowly.

"Desperate? You are always a national treasure, but you can't work hard. As long as we work together, this job is nothing." Wang Weidong hurriedly stopped.

Just kidding, these dozen or so eighth-level workers are the property of the rolling mill, and he has wiped them out. How will the rolling mill develop in the future.

"You boy, everything is fine, but your mouth is too sweet." Level [-] Gu smiled wryly and shook his head.

He has never liked people who can talk, because those people generally don't do anything.

However, this Wang Weidong seems a little different.

In the infirmary, it wasn't until after get off work that Ding Qiunan realized that he hadn't done any work today.

She was in a hurry all of a sudden.

These files have to be handed over to the Health Bureau tomorrow, there can be no delay.

"Qiu Nan, let me help you." Seeing this situation, Dr. Huang put down the canvas bag he had picked up.

"No need for Aunt Huang, you still have to pick up the children from school." Ding Qiunan declined.

She doesn't want to trouble others because of her own affairs.

"Okay, but you should go back as soon as possible. If it's not possible, I'll make a report to the higher authorities and hand it in one day later." Dr. Huang said with concern.

"Well, it's okay, I can take care of it." Ding Qiunan began to organize the documents without raising his head.

Alas, young people, just want to be strong.

Dr. Huang stopped persuading him and left the infirmary with his canvas bag.

After eating and drinking enough, the eighth-level workers cheered up and worked until after ten o'clock in the evening before leaving the No.11 workshop under the urging of Wang Weidong.

At this time, the workers in the Nuanbao sticker workshop had already left work. Wang Weidong turned off the switch, extinguished the coal stove, and was about to ride his bicycle back to the courtyard.

Just pushed the bicycle and walked two steps, the cold air was pierced by two 'barks', and the silence shattered like a mirror.

Wang Weidong stopped, and the silly dog ​​jumped out of the grass and squatted in front of him, "Wow, woof, woof".

Seeing Shagou's nervous expression, Wang Weidong knew something was wrong.

"You, lead the way!" Wang Weidong yelled in dog language.

The silly dog ​​turned his head and ran, running as hard as he could.

After a while, a person and a dog came to the infirmary.

"Doctor Xiao Ding, you can be my wife. I have gold bars and a big fat pig."

"No, you don't want it, come here, help, help!"

Ding Qiunan's urgent cry for help came from the infirmary. Wang Weidong threw his bicycle to the ground and rushed up.

Pushed the door, but didn't push it open.

"Duang!"

Wang Weidong kicked the door open.

(End of this chapter)