Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 24
While chatting, the time came to eight o'clock in the morning.

The gate of the factory boiled, and the workers rushed in like fish floating in the water.

The security officers also stood up, ready to check the workers' papers.

Li Weidong followed them out of the ear room.

As soon as he walked out the door, he heard a voice behind him.

"Weizi, I went to your house in the morning to call you to work, but I knocked for a long time and no one answered, so I dare you to just leave it here."

Seeing that Shazhu was far away, he waved to him to say hello.

"I'm going to report today, so I left a little early." Li Weidong said.

"Don't talk about it, eat at noon, remember to come to the second cafeteria, and brother will buy more food for you then."

Silly Zhu still wanted to chat a few more words, but when he saw Qin Huairu standing not far away waving at him, he hurriedly ran to follow behind Qin Huairu's ass.

"Sister Qin, what's the matter?"

"I really want to thank you for the matter of the briquettes yesterday. Banggan has been praising his silly uncle for doing a great job all night!"

"Hey, it's easy to do."

I don't know if Shazhu bought briquettes for He Yushui.

The little girl was already as thin as a piece of bamboo, if she got sick again and lost a few ounces of flesh, the wind would blow her away in winter?

Li Weidong looked away, smoked another circle, and said goodbye to Section Chief Zhang and the others who were busy.

"Weidong, wait a minute."

Section Chief Zhang looked at the silly Zhu who was going away, returned the certificate in his hand to the worker, walked over and asked in a low voice, "Do you know that silly cook just now?"

"I live in the same compound as me, so we have a good relationship." Li Weidong nodded.

Section Chief Zhang said in a deep voice: "You tell him a little bit, it's fine to bring leftovers, but if he dares to take out the supplies in the kitchen, even if he is the second uncle of the factory manager, I want him to look good if I catch him .”

After thinking for a while, he looked at the busy security officers, and whispered again: "Tell that idiot, if you want to be a small cook for the rest of your life, just carry leftovers!"

It seems that Sha Zhu has been carrying a net bag all day long and has already attracted the attention of the security department.

And according to Zhang Ke, the reason why Shazhu didn't even become a team leader for so many years has something to do with him carrying leftovers.

——Thinking about it, it is true that supplies are scarce these days, there is little oil and water in the canteen meals, and those who have clear soup and little water are not very hungry.

The work in the rolling mill is heavy physical work, and the workers do not leave leftovers at all.

The only source of leftovers is the dishes left over when the factory leaders entertained distinguished guests.

Every time Shazhu carried those vegetables and swaggered through the factory, it was equivalent to "slapping" the face of the factory leader.

The workers eat bran and choke vegetables, and the leaders drink spicy food?
Don't even look at who the real owner of the factory is!
It stands to reason that Shazhu was appreciated by the big leaders and director Yang in the early stage, and then cooked for deputy director Li in the later stage. With a proper protagonist template, it would have taken off if it was replaced by others.

As a result, Shazhu didn't even become a group leader in his whole life, because he didn't pay attention to the influence of the masses, and he didn't know how to behave.

Who would dare to reuse such a person who would carry all the leftovers home.

If you cause trouble, don't you just add trouble to yourself.

Li Weidong nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, I will supervise him for you, and vow to fight against the behavior of pulling the wool from the factory."

"."

"Uncle Zhang, goodbye."

".Goodbye, come and play more when you have time."

Section Chief Zhang waved his hands and stared at the burly figure, muttering to himself: "What a good boy, but looking at his back, does he always feel so familiar?"

The convoy is located in the southeast corner of the rolling mill in a separate compound.

There are more than a dozen trucks parked on the pitted concrete floor in the yard.

At this time, the pale golden sunlight fell down, coating the truck with a light golden color.

The majestic and ferocious truck head, powerful wheels, and wide truck body.

This thing is a land monster!

By the way, there are also those two shiny headlights, which really make people want to touch them.

Smooth and delicate.

The truck is the driver's lifeblood, brother and daughter-in-law. Li Weidong walked to the side to check carefully.

He just glanced at it twice, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Could this thing be a truck?

More than a dozen trucks could not find a complete one.

Most of the cars had bullet holes in the fronts; the windshields were battered; the bottoms of the doors were rusty; Together.

There are even several trucks whose fronts are a few centimeters smaller than the width of the body, which is obviously put together by two trucks.

When Li Weidong saw Russian characters on the front of the car, Japanese characters on the frame of the car body, and Chinese characters on the beams of the site, he suddenly felt ashamed that he had underestimated the wisdom of the working people of this era.

This Nima is made up of three cars.

"Hi, are you Comrade Li? How is our truck? Is it in good condition?"

A crisp sound came from behind, and Li Weidong slammed his foot on the ground and slipped out from under the car.

First I saw two slender thighs, then a firm peach, and finally a delicate face poking out from between two mountain peaks.

Hey, this posture seems a bit wrong.
The girl also realized this, and hurriedly took two steps back, her little face blushing.

Li Weidong got up, only to realize that the little girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old.

The black engine oil stains on the collar of the blue and black overalls made her little face even fairer.

Thinking of what happened just now, Li Weidong was afraid for a while.

Whenever the girl roared at the top of her voice, the security officers who were sitting and chatting just now would rush over.

Seeing that Li Weidong was silent, the girl thought he was angry, so she hurriedly smiled and said, "It was my fault just now. I saw you checking the truck, and you were still standing so close."

The girl puffed out her chest and stretched out her small hand: "Comrade Li, I am the driver of the motorcade, Niu Meng."

Gently shook it, heh, it was quite soft.

However, there are female drivers in the team?

Li Weidong looked Niu Meng up and down.

He looks upright and tall, so it would be quite suitable for sitting in an office.

How about driving a truck, as malnourished as she is, with small arms as thin as shovel handles, able to turn the steering wheel?
It's just the first meeting, so it's not easy to question other people's business ability.

Li Weidong smiled and said: "I'm new here, my surname is Li"

"I know your surname is Li, Ma Liu. The drivers of the team are waiting for you in the lounge."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Niu Meng walked towards a low house next to him.

The girl is still impatient.

Li Weidong folded the tarpaulin that had just been spread under the car and put it into the car.

Then he straightened his collar, and then strode towards the team lounge.

Niu Meng helped him pull open the cotton curtain, holding the curtain with one hand, and made a gesture of please.

This move warmed Li Weidong's heart.

The team is indeed a caring group, caring too much for new comrades.

The team lounge is already full of drivers, there are not enough stools, and some are still sitting on the window ledges.

At the moment Li Weidong entered the door, the drivers who were chatting suddenly fell silent and turned their eyes to him in unison.

Li Weidong was a little embarrassed.

He was only here to report, and now that he was in the spotlight, it really made him feel uncomfortable.

He wanted to find an open place to squat there.

But just as he started to walk back, Niu Meng behind him said in doubt:
"Comrade Li, go up to give a lecture, why do you want to sit down?"

"Lecture? I want to give a lecture?" Li Weidong was stunned.

"Who will tell if you don't tell?" Niu Meng's little face also showed a surprised expression.

Drivers who are new to the fleet, want to talk about their knowledge of trucks?

When did the team have this rule?
Why didn't Dad mention it?
That's right, Dad is a boring gourd, he doesn't say a word when he gets home, and doesn't mention work at all.

Thinking that this is the practice of the team, Li Weidong could only bite the bullet and walk in front of everyone.

Looking at twenty or thirty pairs of eyes full of expectation, he pondered for a moment, and then slowly opened his mouth.

"My knowledge of trucks is relatively shallow, and I have made mistakes. I hope you can forgive me."

"Clap clap clap!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was thunderous applause. Several old drivers put their cigarettes in their mouths and freed their hands to applaud.

Niu Meng's little hands turned red.

This warm atmosphere made Li Weidong couldn't help but wonder if Goldfinger had hidden attributes.

My mother, do you have the aura of domineering?
He couldn't help complaining in his heart.

(End of this chapter)