Siheyuan: This driver is too arrogant

Chapter 15 Director Lang wants to "mean"

The car rolled over stones and walked slowly on the country road. The countryside in the suburbs of Beijing in the 60s looked poor and dilapidated. There were rickety adobe houses standing on the side of the road, and colorful pictorials and newspapers were pasted on the wooden windows. A child with a runny nose saw a brand new big truck coming into the village, screamed with joy, and ran after the truck.

Under the big elm tree at the entrance of the village, director Lang instructed the porters to put the table under the shade of the tree. After hearing the news, the village party secretary hurried over, took the Daqianmen cigarette handed by director Lang, and took a puff beautifully.

"Well, isn't spring here? You have to complete the task of harvesting eggs this year. These are the tasks of your Shitoukou Village..."

The village party secretary nodded hurriedly, and after a while the big horn in the village rang.

"Attention folks, the comrades from the supply and marketing cooperatives in the city have come to our village to collect eggs. If you have eggs at home, hurry up and take them out. It is an honor to sell eggs and support the country's construction!"

I can't tell that the village party secretary's clothes are in tatters, his shoes are all open, and his consciousness is quite high!
The villagers who heard the broadcast took out the eggs they had prepared for a long time, put them in baskets, carried them on their arms, and walked towards the entrance of the village in twos and threes.

Director Lang got busy.

He picked up a small caliper, measured the size of the eggs one by one, and brushed down all the eggs below this size, don't!

Then shout out the quantity and price of eggs with a sharp voice like a waiter!
"Yang Changshui's house, 28 eggs, six cents each, a total of one..."

"One dollar and sixty-eight cents." Liu Weidong sat on the sidelines watching the excitement, and seeing that Director Lang's mind couldn't even figure this out, he couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

"Yes, one and sixty-eight cents, take it!" He counted out one and sixty-eight cents from the money box, and seeing the old lady leading a little grandson, he took out two pieces of fruit candy and handed them over.

"Thank you, thank you Director!" The old lady was grateful to Dade.

"Comrade Xiao Liu, please come here and help me settle the accounts!" Director Lang handed him an abacus that had been used for many years and was covered with starch. Liu Weidong didn't refuse. , swayed a bit.

The rosewood abacus beads made a crisp and pleasant sound, and Liu Weidong used the abacus with one hand to help Director Lang settle the accounts.

"This boy..."

The price list here is not over yet, but Liu Weidong has already calculated the money and written it down on paper!
Director Lang is impressed by Liu Weidong's talent!

This young man is not only handsome, but also a good car driver, and he is also excellent at accounting, much better than that idiot accountant in our supply and marketing cooperative!

There are not too many eggs that each household can afford, because there are regulations in the countryside that anyone who raises more than ten poultry and livestock will be cut off even if the tail is counted!
In addition, Director Lang is too strict in selection, don't want small ones, damaged ones, and dirty surfaces...

The eggs in Shitoukou Village were quickly collected. Director Lang, with a cigarette in his mouth, went to the side of the children watching the fun, squatted down, and took out a bag, which was full of fruit candies.

"Here are two yuan for you..." Director Lang smiled and gave the candy to the children. Liu Weidong looked at this scene with an unnatural expression.

In his impression, this director Lang is extremely mean, a villain who likes to make money, but how can he treat children...

He remembered the apple that director Lang gave him and his sister last time, and the little girl said that he slapped sister Cui twice...

"Lao Lang has no children, so it's very rare to see other people's children..." Qin Yongjiang leaned against the table, smoking a cigarette, and muttering.

Oh!
Liu Weidong's frowning brows slowly relaxed, and he followed the porters to load the tables, chairs, benches, and baskets into the car, and went to the next village.

Ahead is a section of bumpy dirt road, full of potholes, like the surface of the moon, Liu Weidong took a deep breath, now there are more than 600 eggs on the car, he must be careful!

"I'll try!" Qin Yongjiang volunteered, he had long wanted to drive this new car with some kind of power assist system installed!
But Liu Weidong smiled and waved his hands, "Don't worry about it, Uncle Qin. How many times have I traveled the Sichuan-Tibet line, and I can still smash a signboard in this small gutter? Sit down!"

"You...you've only been eating salt for a few years, don't be brave, if there is a pothole on the road that breaks the eggs, Lao Xie won't try to punish you when you go back!"

"Don't worry! This road will not trouble me!"

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Liu Weidong started on the road humming a little tune.

The car with the power assist device is easy to drive, but the road conditions on this road are too difficult to walk, with potholes and uneven ups and downs. He had to stop the accelerator and step on the brakes. He took three steps, one stop, two steps and one jump. Finally, he arrived safely next village.

One day, the eggs were harvested and the carriages of Jiefang trucks were full. Facing the sunset, Liu Weidong drove this brand new Jiefang truck back to the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Get out of the car, get off the car, hurry up and move it into the warehouse!" Director Lang's sharp voice rang out again, and the porters took care of each other, and transported a car full of eggs into the warehouse. The idiot accountant in his mouth Standing at the door, counting the number of baskets.

"Thanks for your hard work, Comrade Liu, let's go into the room and drink some water!" Director Lang greeted him with a smile on his face. Liu Weidong saw that it was getting late, and thought about going home to make dinner for his sister. He was about to politely decline, but Qin Yongjiang quietly pulled it off. his sleeves.

"If I let you in, you can come in, why are you so polite!" Of course, the old lady understands the twists and turns here, Director Lang's "enter the room to drink saliva" is to "express"!
Do you understand?

Frowning, Liu Weidong entered Director Lang's office. He looked around and couldn't help admiring. As expected of the director, even the office area is much larger than others!
The snow-white walls are covered with various notices, awards, codes, rules and regulations, and there is a wooden table against the wall, which is the desk of Director Lang.

There is also a camp bed propped in the corner on the left side, covered with a flamboyant pink quilt with big flowers, Liu Weidong raised his eyebrows when he saw it.

You old man, cover the quilt of this color...

While he was thinking wildly, Director Lang rushed in from the outside, "Sit down, Xiao Han, Xiao Han, come in and make a pot of tea for the guests! I'm busy putting in the warehouse, I'm in trouble! You sit down for a while!"

Aunt Han opened the door and walked in, smiled at Liu Weidong, and put a teapot on the small tea table beside her. Seeing that Director Lang ran out again, she quietly blinked at Liu Weidong and walked out.

Aunt Han's hint is very clear, Director Lang will keep you here, and the "meaning" waiting for you must be indispensable!

"I've been waiting for a long time, I really worked hard for you today, please put this little thing away..."

Director Lang came in from the outside again, holding two cloth bags in his hand, and handed them to Liu Weidong and Qin Yongjiang. Liu Weidong took a look and his head buzzed!
This, how can this work!

　robbery!Hand over the ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)