Reborn in 90, I am a migrant worker in crushing mines

Zhang Tiejun couldn't tell what kind of mentality he was in at this moment, anyway, he wasn't very comfortable.

and Li Er'er walked to the door of the office building, and Liu Sanzi had already started to count people there.

When each team gets off work, it is the most nervous time for the foreman, he has to stand at the door to check the number to ensure that every worker who comes to work comes back safely, so that he can breathe a sigh of relief and connect with the successor foreman.

At this time, no matter how you usually behave, I am really looking forward to everyone's safe return.

Zhang Tiejun's heart was a little apprehensive, he went into the house, put down his pocket, opened the box, took off his clothes, and took a towel and soap out to take a bath, for fear of hearing something.

When he came back from the shower, got dressed, locked the box, Liu Sanzi walked into the lounge with an anxious face: "Who is looking at Lao Tian?"

Zhang Tiejun glanced at Liu Sanzi and sighed in his heart. It still happened, and my own prayers were useless.

"Who saw Lao Tian?" asked Liu Sanzi one by one, from the lounge to the bathhouse, his voice trembling. This thing will have some premonition in his heart.

"Who, don't wash it first, come with me to find it. Liu Sanzi asked around but there was no result, so he stopped a few people who had just come in to take off their clothes, and several people went to the factory together.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yugang asked Zhang Tiejun in a low voice.

"Something must have happened. "

Which one is Lao Tian?"

"I don't know. "

The most frustrating thing about this guy is that he didn't do anything in his post, so he couldn't be found out in time.

No one knows why he ran to that dead end, there are various theories, but they can only be guesses.

Zhang Tiejun felt that what they said was right, they should have been tricked.

In the public's perception, killing people is a thing that requires guts and courage very much, and it is indeed such a performance in life, not to mention killing people, even if you are bullied, it is not so easy to fight back.

However, this is in normal times, and once the environment changes and things become a breeze, it is completely different. Engaging in a person in the workshop is a matter of pushing, and it doesn't take much effort at all, and you don't have to worry about being discovered.

One person does not enter the lonely temple, two people do not look at the deep well, three people do not carry trees, four people do not look back, and five people with three surnames do not walk in the same way! The ancestors had already summed up the essence of human beings with the lessons of blood early on.

Human nature is inherently evil. Human nature is inherently full of a desire to destroy. Inexplicably smashing glass, stepping on something you see, who hasn't done it?

Many times a certain idea or emotion is actually a momentary thing, a flash, this fleeting idea is easy to be amplified in the workshop environment. There is no need to worry about the consequences, and there is no room for recovery.

There was no one in the lounge, everyone took a shower and changed their clothes and sat on the stools and smoked, all waiting, all a little silent. There are also a few people in the first class waiting for news.

More than twenty minutes later, someone found it.

The person put on the belt, and was ground to death by pressing it against the leaky mouth, and his face had been ground into a whiteboard. No fool would believe that this place was an accident. In unexpected cases, people will only be sent into the leaky mouth, although the ending is also death, but it is completely different.

Liu Sanzi and a few people who were looking for someone came back with a gloomy face, and no one felt uncomfortable.

The team can't handle this matter, so they have to notify the workshop to notify the factory safety department, the security department and the leader on duty, waiting for the above to deal with it.

"Let's all go back, it's useless to wait here. Liu Sanzi waved his hand and asked everyone to go home: "Every day I talk about safety, no one takes it seriously, how do you feel now? Who is next?

I am so dead that I am simply dead, how can I get it at home? Factory, workshop, our team, this month's bonuses have to be taken off, how many people have been pitted inside and out? What a grievance, a special numbness."

He looked back at the people on the team and sniffed: "Who, big one, don't go home yet, hurry up and go to Lao Tian's house to call someone, and call someone who can do it."

Don't wait for the people in the factory to come and discuss it, it's too late, hurry up and let his family wait here first, the matter has come out, we can't watch who suffers, we should help everyone.

Xu Da didn't hesitate, and nodded directly in agreement. He followed to find someone, didn't take a shower, and changed his clothes directly: "Xiaofeng, are you in a hurry to go back?"

Xu Xiaofeng stood up: "Don't worry, I'll send you." I can take two of them with me in my car.

"I'll go by myself. Xu Da looked at it and handed the lunch box pocket to Zhang Tiejun: "You help me carry it home, and I'll go to your house tomorrow to pick it up."

Zhang Tiejun nodded and took Xu Da's lunch box pocket, Xu Xiaofeng had already pushed the motorcycle and walked out.

Wang Yugang glanced at Zhang Tiejun, Zhang Tiejun nodded, signaled outside, and the two of them came out with lunch boxes, and everyone walked out one after another. It's all uncomfortable.

Usually, everyone is giggling as soon as they come out, and the sound of talking can be heard far and wide, but today they are silent, and they are all whispering when they speak.

Xu Xiaofeng kicked the motorcycle at the gate, and walked away with Xu Da suddenly, and the light of the motorcycle soon became a point of light, and he couldn't see it when he turned a corner.

Liu Biao, Guo Chongliang, Wang Yugang, Zhang Tiejun, and Li Er'er walked together, and the water surface of the huge sedimentation tank around several people reflected the white lights of the workshop, and the motor of the stirring rack was humming.

"it, if you say it's dead, you're dead. Liu Biao suddenly said: "Damn, it feels a little unreal." "

Aren't you quite capable of fighting, and you're still afraid of the dead?" Guo Chongliang replied.

"Fighting and not dying, can it be the same?" Liu Biao muttered.

In fact, he didn't even fight much, he just followed a group of thugs to coax, and who would dare to fight him with his little arm that couldn't tie a chicken with ribs? I'm afraid that if he didn't get up with three punches and two feet, he would have to kneel and beg him not to die.

Many gangsters are actually similar to this, that is, a bunch of people get together and embolden each other to bully and bully honest children by relying on the number of people.

"It's so handsome to ride a motorcycle. Wang Yugang sighed on the side, full of yearning for motorcycles. This is also the yearning of most people at this time, especially young people.

"I'll ride it tomorrow, isn't it a motorcycle? Liu Biao came to the end, as if he really had it.

Zhang Tiejun, the motorcycle of the leper, knew that a red Happiness 250 was bought by an old car that I don't know how many hands it bought, and it often couldn't catch fire. When Zhang Tiejun was in junior high school, he often ran on the school playground and practiced tail flicking.

Happiness 250 was still quite awesome at that time, but it was no longer possible in the nineties

Happiness 250 once represented the domestic motorcycle industry, from 60 years to 95 years, 35 years of production, all walks of life throughout the country, but also the first generation of military and police dual-purpose motorcycles.

In 85, Shencheng Motorcycle Factory was acquired by a private person and launched the Huamao, which is the Happiness 125, which is actually the Honda CG125 that has not been authorized, which is smaller than the 125A model of Wuyang Honda.

After continuous adjustments and

upgrades, Happiness 250 was finally completely discontinued in 95.

In the 80s, it was awesome to ride a 50, and the huge body of the Happiness 250 was dull, and the hard-working terrain was not limited to the terrain, and its strong climbing ability made it famous for a while.

However, with the entry of Japanese motorcycles in the late eighties and the expansion of people's money bags, more flexible, lightweight and fast motorcycles have become the main force in the market, and the 250 is destined to be eliminated in a bulky and huge size.

"Master, in fact, you should consider buying a motorcycle," Zhang Tiejun said to Li Er: "You don't need to be fashionable, you can buy a 70 to ride, commute to work or something, it is convenient to bring something, and you can save a lot of trouble." "

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How much does it cost? Li Er shook her head: "I don't even know how to ride a bicycle." Walking a few steps without getting tired, Xi it. "

Don't you buy a motorcycle?" Wang Yugang looked at Zhang Tiejun. A few people have already walked to the side of the large canteen and the large bath, and the road is full of street lamps, which is the brightest place in the factory.

"Bought it. Zhang Tiejun nodded: "It's not there yet, it's going to take a few days." "

Did you buy a car?" Liu Biao looked at Zhang Tiejun: "What car did you buy? Which brand?

100 or 125?" "The common motorcycle at this time is 100, but the most awesome is 125, whether it is Honda or Yamaha or Kawasaki Suzuki, the price is 10,000 to 16,000 (domestic joint venture).

The imported version of the 100 model is around 15,000, the 125 is above 20,000, and 23,000 to 33,300. At this price, a car is a house. In this era, the price of a golden prince or a heavenly king can build a small building in any city.

Others, like 150, 250, 450 and 750 are also available, as well as scooters, but they are not common, and the price is not something that ordinary people can love.

Zhang Tiejun shook his head: "Neither, Yamaha's, I bought a 250." "

It's off-road or a big race?"

"It's neither, it's just a regular car, and you'll know when you get there." "

How much?"

"Not much.

"Why don't you buy a Honda? I think Honda is pretty good." I heard that Zhang Tiejun bought a motorcycle, and Liu Biao's tone was obviously a little more polite.

No matter what time it is, if you have money, you will unconsciously get anyone's respect.

"It feels good, there's nothing to compare to. I think Yamaha's engine sounds good.

Liu Biao ripped open his shirt to reveal his lean ribs, and slashed his fist a few times: "When I have money, I'll buy a Golden Prince to ride, it's too basic." "

Wang Yugang glanced at Liu Biao: "You are a BB machine and a big brother, and this is a golden prince, you just make up your mind to get a car, isn't that more awesome." "

it," Liu Biaoba smacked his lips: "What else are you talking about? It's just bragging, I can't get it out if I smash the bones all over my body, how much does it cost." "

Someone from our side is riding the Golden Prince?" Zhang Tiejun asked Wang Yugang.

In his memory, the best cars on the mine side are three or four Wuyang and Hongdu, and there are two Honda Sharks. But at this time, I don't know the pedals, and I don't know the value of the car.

The Golden Prince is the Honda CA250, also known as the Closed Son, the Golden Prince, which is an American Prince model launched by Honda in order to fight with the Yamaha XS250 cruiser, which will cost more than 50,000 in China at this time.

However, it was soon beaten back by the Yamaha XV250 Peno. It was the car that Zhang Tiejun ordered.

The so-called Yin Gongzi is the CA250 single model, which is exactly the same as the double model in appearance, and the price is cheaper than that of Jin Gongzi.

There is also Xiao Gongzi, also called Honda Prince Wang, which is actually the 125 version of the Silver Prince, and the price is around 35,000.

Yu Lao Wanjia's son bought the crown prince, which should be two or three years later, and became the most expensive motorcycle in the mining area.

Honda has a little son, Yamaha has made a little king, and has always pressed Honda, and the two motorcycle companies have been fighting in the ring to harvest in the domestic market, and have joined hands to dominate the high-end motorcycle market for nearly 20 years.

Kawasaki has always been on the high-end route, but it's a road race and it's a niche.