Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 465 Lost
"Foreign characters?" Lao Liu became interested, put down the porcelain bottle, and said, "Let's go and have a look."

The iron box has been pulled by the stick cart, and it is parked outside the scrap yard.

Pulling off the old bed sheet on top, Lao Liu walked around the iron box, reached out to touch the buttons, picked up the plug and looked at it for a while, and finally saw loneliness.

"What is this thing! It seems that it needs to be plugged in."

"Plug in? Yell, high technology, let's plug in and try."

"Tie Dan, pull the electric rope over here."

"okay!"

After a busy meal, the sixth child inserted the plug into the socket with full expectation.

However, the power of the all-electronic balance is [-] watts, which is simply not enough for the simple wires in the scrap yard to load.

Only two sounds of "呵呵" were heard, the house was full of flames, a puff of blue smoke came out from the electric cord, and the pungent smell of burnt plastic exuded in the air.

The flame on the electric cord ignited the waste cardboard stacked in the corner.

The flame "vine" popped out.

"Fuck, it's on fire, put out the fire quickly!"

The sixth child's expression changed drastically, and he quickly ordered the little brother at the waste station to bring a basin of water and put out the fire.

Although the action was quick, the flames had already ignited a lot of cardboard, and even the plastic that Lao Liu worked so hard to collect was burned into black charcoal.

Plastic is a valuable item in this era, and you can earn two yuan a catty.

Seeing the huge amount of wealth disappear into nothing, the little fire in Lao Liu's heart ignited, and he also felt pain.

He grabbed the stick by the collar: "Boy, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Sticking an innocent face: "Sixth brother, I really don't know what you are talking about. If you don't want this thing, I will just take it away. Is it necessary to be so fierce?"

"Take it away? Heh, you have a good idea, you burned more than half of the scrap yard to me, and now you want to leave after patting your ass?"

Privately owned scrap yards are not allowed these days, and the six sons were able to change from a member of the commune to a stubborn boss with more than a dozen younger brothers, all thanks to their ruthlessness.

While speaking, he waved his hand and gave BangGong a big slap in the face: "Get out, for the sake of our many years of face, get out of here quickly."

Sticky's face was numb with pain, but he still squeezed out a smile: "Sixth brother, you are my good brother, please give me some, look, it's not easy for me to pull this thing over."

Hearing this, the sixth child looked at the stick with a funny face, raised his palm as big as a cattail fan, and said coldly: "What's the matter, I still want to be beaten, get out of here!"

"Don't, don't"

Stick was about to cry, he had spent so much effort to get something, and he wanted to sell it for a big price, but he didn't get the money, and he was beaten up.

Facing the ferocious sixth son, Bang Geng could only recognize it by holding his nose.

Back to the courtyard with sore legs, as soon as Bang Geng opened the door, Mrs. Jia Zhang came up.

"Grandson, how much did you sell for, 1000 yuan?"

Stick glared at her angrily, and sat down on the chair.

"2000 yuan?" Jia Zhang's eyes narrowed with joy.

The stick shook his head.

Jia Zhang's eyes widened suddenly: "I'm a good boy, it can't be 5000 yuan, can it? Oh, grandson, we two are going to get rich."

Sticky smiled wryly and said, "I don't have any money."

"What?" Mrs. Jia Zhang rubbed her ears, looked at the stick suspiciously and said, "You don't mean to swallow all the money, do you? Stick, I'm your mother-in-law, you can't do that."

Sticker glared at her angrily: "That thing burned the wires in the scrap yard, and I was beaten up. It's good that we didn't ask our family to lose money. How dare you ask others for money."

Jia Zhang: "Really?"

"real!"

"you swear?"

"I swear, if there is half a lie, I will never be able to marry a wife."

Hearing the poisonous oath of Banggen, Jiazhang finally accepted this unbelievable fact.

She spat hard: "Blame that damn Wang Weidong, if he didn't have such a thing in his truck, would we be able to move it home? Could you be beaten?"

"Yes, yes, it's all Wang Weidong's fault!"

Early in the morning, after breakfast, Wang Weidong was ready to go to the textile factory. Huang Yanling had already drawn the design of the work clothes, and he was going to make a sample today, so he had to keep an eye on it.

Out of the door, Wang Weidong was riding a bicycle and was about to leave. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few messy footprints not far away, and he turned around again.

Walking to the truck, he glanced inside and frowned.

The canvas inside the truck was in a mess, and the ropes that were used to tie the cargo were now untied.

Well, if you stop at your own door, you can lose your things.

Wang Weidong let out a long sigh, got on his bicycle and turned to the guest house.

Han Dongfang just woke up, and when he heard that the device was lost, his face turned livid.

He led the team to the truck in a hurry.

After a list, a team member reported: "Report, factory manager, the full electronic balance is lost."

Full electronic balance. Wang Weidong was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly: "This thief is really good at picking things, and he even picked up the most expensive one."

Han Dongfang looked serious: "Director, are things expensive?"

Wang Weidong nodded: "Do you think it's just a scale, so it's worthless? To tell you the truth, our truckload of goods may not be as valuable as that scale.

Its precision is extremely high, and its weighing range is from 100g/0.1mg to 50Kg/1g, which is also the most advanced in the world.

Now we can't produce such balances at all in our country. It is estimated that the ministries and commissions shipped them back through foreign channels.

The upcoming project of our Orchid Lab is inseparable from this balance, so we must get it back.

Old Han, this task is entrusted to you.

"

Han Dongfang became serious when he heard the words, and saluted Wang Weidong: "Don't worry, I promise to catch the thief and find the valuable property of our factory."

Lao Han is the old Ann, and has many connections in the capital. Wang Weidong is very relieved about this, nodded and said: "Then I will trouble you, and I will celebrate for you when the balance is found."

Get on the bike and leave. Professional things should be left to professional people.

In the textile factory, Wang Weidong took over a brand-new tooling from Huang Yanling, and couldn't help nodding his head in praise: "Not bad, really good. The color is bright red, which looks vigorous. The huge logo behind is more conducive to Workers cultivate a sense of identity with the factory, and the materials are thick and wear-resistant.

Director Gong, according to this tooling, first come to [-] pieces.

"

Seeing that the order was finally received, Factory Director Gong couldn't help but smile from ear to ear: "Director Liu, don't worry, I will definitely watch over it personally to ensure the quality."

Wang Weidong smiled while clutching the work clothes: "When will this batch of clothes be finished?"

Director Gong also inquired about the Lanhua TV Factory in private, and he knew that it was a big sponsor, so he quickly patted his chest and assured him: "Don't worry, I'll let the workshop sew for you right away, and it will take about a week." gone."

Wang Weidong made some calculations, and Lao Han estimated that it would take some time to get the balance back.

At that time, it may be just in time, and the workers can be transported back by truck.

In this way, you can save a lot of shipping costs.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you bro. Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

"I'm sorry, Lao Liu, you've done my brother a great favor this time, I invite you, please."

"Okay, the client does as he pleases, and I won't argue with you. This time, Designer Huang put in a lot of effort and called her in."

Director Gong is an old factory director, and his eyes have already looked at the world. Seeing that Wang Weidong seems to value Huang Yanling very much, he is happy to be humane: "Xiao Huang, did you hear that? Let's go to eat together, you don't have to go to work for a few days Already, discuss with Director Liu about the design of summer clothes."

Lanhua TV Factory purchased all winter clothes this time, so Director Gong naturally wanted to take orders for summer clothes as well.

With these orders, the textile mill has the money to make up the wages of the workers.

Huang Yanling understood Wang Weidong's bad intentions, she blushed and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely communicate with Director Liu."

On the other side, after Wang Weidong left, Han Dongfang led his team to investigate the scene, only found a few shoe prints, but no useful clues.

However, there is no trace of the wheels on the ground. Considering that the electronic balance weighs [-] kilograms, it cannot be carried very far by people.

The scope of the investigation was locked in the surrounding courtyard.

A team member looked serious: "Section Chief, I think we should search the nearby residents."

"Are you kidding me? When this is Ningzhou?" Han Dongfang frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "I am an old comrade in arms with Director Wang of the Siheyuan Police Station. I didn't intend to disturb him this time. It seems that I can't." Let's go, let's buy some gifts and go to the police station for a while."

Han Dongfang left a team member to guard the truck, took two team members to a nearby supply and marketing cooperative, bought a big front door, and went straight to the police station.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the police station, he was stopped by the guard: "Comrade, who are you looking for?"

Han Dongfang took out his work permit from his pocket: "I'm Han Dongfang, Chief of the Security Section of Lanhua TV Factory, and I have something to see your Director Wang."

The state-owned factory security department is a department-level unit, and Han Dongfang is a department-level cadre.

The street police station is a unit-level unit, and Director Wang is only a unit-level cadre.

In comparison, Han Dongfang had to be Director Gao Wang.

When the little comrade saw the position on his work permit, he immediately became respectful: "Section Chief Han, Director Wang is currently in a meeting, please sit in the reception room first, and I will inform the director."

Han Dongfang and his party waited for less than 10 minutes in the reception room when a black-faced man opened the door and barged in.

He saw that it was really Han Dongfang, and his face was filled with joy.

He rushed forward and hugged Han Dongfang: "Old platoon leader, it's really you!"

"Can there still be fakes?" Han Dongfang patted Director Wang's shoulder heavily: "I haven't seen you for a few years, Xiao Wang, you seem to have gained a lot of weight."

Han Dongfang and Director Wang were in the same team. Han Dongfang was the platoon leader at the time, and Director Wang was the correspondent.

"Yeah, after I changed jobs to a local place, I ate well and didn't need to train all day, so I gained weight." Director Wang looked at Han Dongfang, his eyes were a little blurred: "Back then, if you hadn't risked bombing me Back out of the trench, I'm afraid the grass on my grave is two feet high now."

"What are you talking about? We are brothers in life and death. If I was injured back then, you would have made the same choice." Han Dongfang let go of Director Wang, helped him straighten his collar, and said with a smile: "It's too old , the children can go to school, how can they be like children."

Director Wang wiped the corners of his eyes: "When I saw you, I thought of Dongzi, Huzi and the others."

Mentioning those sacrificed team members, Director Han's expression also became solemn, and he sighed: "They are officially the same age as flowers, but..."

Director Wang remembered that Lao Han treated every team member like his own nephew. He hurriedly mobilized his facial muscles to dispel the sadness on his face, and squeezed out a smile:

"Oh, look, old platoon leader, what am I talking about, come sit, sit, Xiao Liu, hurry up and make tea, I have a bag of West Lake Longjing in the cabinet in my office, use that tea."

After Xiao Liu closed the door and left, Han Dongfang stared at Director Wang with a serious expression and said, "Xiao Wang, I came to bother you this time because a valuable instrument was lost in our factory. I hope you can help find it."

"Isn't your factory in Ningzhou?" Director Wang was a little confused.

"The thing is like this. Our factory manager got a batch of equipment from the Chemical Research Institute in Beijing and was about to transport it back to Ningzhou. Who would have thought that the truck was parked outside and the contents of the truck were stolen." Han Dongfang He said slowly: "That instrument is called an all-electronic balance, and its precision is extremely high. It cannot be produced in China, and it was imported from abroad.

Our Ningzhou Orchid TV Factory just built a laboratory, which has been designated as a national key laboratory.

All electronic balances are indispensable equipment in the laboratory.

If it cannot be found, it may have a serious impact on the progress of the project in the laboratory.

"

Hearing this, Director Wang's expression suddenly became solemn: "Don't worry, I will arrange someone to help you find it immediately."

Han Dongfang took the big front door from the players and threw it on the table.

Seeing the big front door, Director Wang seemed to see a bomb, and said angrily: "Old platoon leader, what are you doing! Such a serious matter happened in my jurisdiction. It has to be taken seriously."

Han Dongfang smiled and said, "This cigarette is not for you, but for the team members. You also know that our Lanhua TV Factory is not short of money."

Hearing this, the expression on Director Wang's face eased, and at the same time he sighed in his heart: The old platoon leader has finally learned to be flexible.

Soon, a task force was established, with Director Wang personally serving as the team leader and Han Dongfang as the deputy team leader.

Han Dongfang explained the results of the on-site investigation, and Director Wang immediately made a decision: "Let's go, let's go to the nearby compound now and visit the masses to find clues."

When everyone came to the courtyard, the workers just got off work.

In the courtyard, the children ran around, the young daughter-in-law carried the basin to wash clothes by the sink, and the elders bragged.

The air is filled with the pyrotechnic smell of life.

Director Wang took Han Dongfang directly to Yi Zhonghai's house and told Yi Zhonghai about the situation.

"Old Yi, the equipment lost this time is very valuable and has been classified. As the grand master of the courtyard, immediately hold a meeting of the whole courtyard and ask the residents to provide clues."

(End of this chapter)