The second part of "Heaven on Earth".
"Wait, is this making me the director of the waterworks?" I said.
"Yes, because no one knows more about water than you do. The assistant said.
"I don't know anything about the waterworks, so it's not appropriate. I said.
"The exact story is that you've been working for about 12 years, and the students who listened to your lectures as a narrator have grown up. They will all believe that you have the ability to manage the waterworks well, so the country needs you. The assistant said.
"You make me think. I said.
"I don't have to think about it, I'm going to work tomorrow. The assistant said.
Waterworks, a sacred place. Because everything in the museum is about the blue wave water, and the waterworks are the place where this blue wave comes out.
I have fantasized many times about seeing the most beautiful underground mineral springs in the world, and the most delicious underground mineral water from the underground mineral springs.
After that, it flows through the pipe into the thousands of homes in the blue wave, which is almost a scene that I often dream of.
When I was young, the museum was not yet built.
The teachers would repeat the story of the five-colored koi to us over and over again, saying that there are various colors of koi in the underground mineral springs of the blue waves.
Each one is over 100 years old and swims in the pool.
The miners who discovered the mineral springs saw this scene and tried to take a sip of the water and felt very sweet.
It was then pushed throughout the Blue Wave, and the water from this place has since flowed into all parts of the Blue Wave.
And the blue wave water has also become the best place among a thousand countries.
And at this moment, if the assistant is not playing me. I'm the director of this waterworks now?
I took out my phone and searched for it.
The news of the yellow mud and the news of the factory director jumping off the building are almost all tied together.
There are all kinds of interpretations, and rumors are flying all over the sky.
Some say that the sewage and tap water pipes have burst, and some even say that the underground mineral springs are polluted.
Of course, the official quickly refuted the rumors, and the name of my road and bridge came into view.
said that I can be the director of the waterworks, and the comments below are all praise.
What the. I know this curator, we all know comments like that.
There are even many comments that I am the guarantor of the future of Blue Wave Tap Water.
I know the assistant isn't lying, but I know that tomorrow everything will be brand new.
Flipping through these comments overnight, I lost sleep all night.
The next morning, after washing my teeth, brushing my face and washing my face, I got up and went to the waterworks.
When I got to the door, I found it full of people. The men were smiling at me, big banners held alof.
A woman walked over quickly and said with a smile, "You're Mr. Luqiao, aren't you?"
I nodded my head and said, "Yes, I'm Luqiao." β
"I'm your secretary, and I'll arrange all your next trip. The secretary said with a smile.
I nodded, walked in.
All the way up, to the office on the top floor.
The sign on the office reads: The factory director is huge, and the state is on the job.
The secretary smiled awkwardly and said, "Our Mr. Hai is in a hurry, and we haven't corrected it for you for a while." β
"The dead are great, and it is inevitable. I smiled wryly and opened the office door.
At this time, there was everything on the desk inside, and the photos in the place where the photos were originally placed have been replaced by a panorama of the waterworks.
I sat down in my seat and there was a document in front of me that said: Road and Bridge.
I pointed to the papers on the table and said, "This is for me?"
"Yes, in half an hour a reporter will come and interview you. It's a live broadcast on a TV station, and you need to read the content of the document according to the script. These are all just ready, and you can try to read them now. The secretary said with a smile.
I opened the file and pulled out a long manuscript. The above content is an explanation of the yellow muddy water in the western area this time, and an apology from the previous director of the waterworks. This was followed by my determination, and the last paragraph was free to play. There's a parenthesis after the free play, and it says I can talk about the praise of the blue wave water that I often say in museums.
"Are you alright?" said the secretary suddenly.
"What's wrong?" I said.
"No, look at the file in a daze. So call your name, it's all right?" said the secretary.
I nodded my head and said, "I just have one more question." β
"Is it wrong?" or something else?" said the secretary.
"Can you show me the underground mineral springs?" I said.
"Well, you've only got half an hour. Either I'll watch it after the interview, and I'm not in a hurry to come to this time. The secretary said.
I nodded my head and read it a few more times.
The media arrived, and the huge hand-held camera was pointed at me.
The reporter spoke, and then the reporter handed me the microphone.
"Hello everyone, I am the new director of the waterworks. I'm sure many people already know meγγγγγγ These waters are brought by the blue waves, praise the blue waves. I shouted.
The reporter took the microphone and added a few words, and the cameraman put down the camera.
The secretary began to applaud on the side, and said with a smile: "What you said is really good, Director of Luqiao. β
The reporter and videographer also said a few words and left in a hurry.
The secretary smiled and said to pick me up, leaving me in the office.
I wondered if the secretary was deliberately avoiding me.
I walked towards the lower level on my own, barely meeting a few people along the way.
On the basement floor, a drunken guard was on duty.
This struck me as wonderful.
I walked around him and put on my coat beside me.
Put on gloves, masks, and hoods on the side.
Follow the steps step by step, disinfect and walk through the air shower room.
A huge machine appeared in front of me, and I thought this was a machine for extracting tap water.
But oddly enough, both ends are facing up.
Shouldn't it be to suck the mineral spring head-down and supply the whole blue wave head-on?
An old man saw me, appeared in front of me in his usual clothes, looked at me and said, "New here?"
I nodded.
"Next time, you don't have to dress so formally, there will be no leaders here to check. The old man said.
"Wouldn't it contaminate the equipment and water without formal words?" I said.
"A newcomer is a newcomer, and he doesn't understand anything. Come here and look at the pointer. The old man said and moved a table and placed it in front of a stool.
I walked over and the old man pressed me down on the stool.
A pointer is in the middle, green on the left and red on the right.
The old man pointed to the pointer and said, "Your future job is to look at this, and press this button as soon as the pointer turns red to the right." Then he asked me to come and remove the filter pipe and replace it with a new one, and you taught us two shifts. β
"What about the pointer turning green to the left?" I said.
"Turn green, do you still expect the yellow muddy water to filter itself? don't need to change the filter?" do you think it's possible?" said the old man.
"This?" I shuddered and felt a chill run in my back.
"Don't be lazy, remember to press the button when you turn red. The last stupid Dahan fell asleep yesterday and the filter was overloaded. The yellow muddy water flowed out before it was filtered, and it all flowed out of the West District, and the people above woke him up when they came down. It's not an expulsion, but I didn't expect the newcomer to be a fool too. The old man said.
"This... Water, isn't it an underground mineral spring?" I said.
"I saw that the machine couldn't read the words, no, Neptune's goods. It's just to maintain the minimum amount of water that the human body needs, and that's it. Extracted from the sea, filtered to dilute salt and soil. Do you really want to think about the road in the museum or something, and open your mouth and say that you will prolong your life by ten percent?" said the old man with a sneer.
At this moment a fat man opened the door.
"You weren't expelled?" said the old man, puzzled.
"It's just a big mistake, I'm here for a shift. I won't sleep anymore, have you heard? Our factory director has changed, and that fat sea has jumped off the building in debt. The new one is the big talker, the one who prolongs life. The fat man said with a smile.