Chapter 51: Santana can go off-road
The Santana brand tractor is indeed very durable, and on 80 kilometers of other foreign roads, Ye Luwei ran the whole course without problems. But when I ran down, I realized that I only had a sore butt when I came in a truck, and this Nima drove in and hurt all over my body.
When Ye Luwei drove Santana from the construction road, Hu Weiwei was dozing off in the electrician duty room on the side of the road, and when she saw that it was not a leader in the car, but Ye Luwei with a dirty expression, Hu Weiwei smiled and rolled her eyes covertly.
When Ye Luwei stopped the car in the middle of the road and got down and raised a middle finger of unknown meaning at the dump truck of his company behind the car, Hu Weiwei saw Ye Luwei holding a small thermos bucket in his other hand.
The bucket was actually filled with a stack of pot helmets that were still warm, but for fear of dripping soup, it was all braised meat, and there was no Hu Weiwei's favorite cold powder.
took one of the pot helmets to Hu Weiwei, turned his head and threw a pack of cigarettes to the guy in the car behind him who was blowing a hooligan whistle and the middle finger of both hands, so that his mouth and hands were empty, Ye Luwei turned around and smiled at Hu Weiwei, got into the car and continued to drive towards the camp.
Although the young man on the dump truck behind did not understand the international interpretation of the middle finger at all, he knew that it was not a good thing, so he took out a cigarette and lit it, and honked the horn again, and when Ye Luwei noticed himself in the rearview mirror, he stretched out a middle finger from the cab, and Ye Luwei decisively returned a salute from the window. The friendship on the construction site is so innocent, everyone goes straight and does not hide their feelings.
Huang Qingju was so happy to eat the braised pork pot helmet, and suddenly put the half-eaten pot helmet into the thermos bucket again, and then looked at the thickness of the pot helmet on the thermos bucket that was exactly one thickness away from the lid, so the whole person was not very good, and even the pot helmet in his mouth wanted to spit it out.
Ye Luwei was waiting for Huang Maomao to praise himself a few words, and then pretended to choke and patted his chest, giving him a little trembling benefits, but when he saw Huang Qingju's movements, he was puzzled at first, and then he looked constipated.
History has really changed, even the yellow hairy hair with thick nerves to the strength of cold drawing has learned to find and analyze problems, and my brother can't live happily anymore.
Before Ye Luwei's wife appeared in the previous life, Huang Qingju was basically Ye Luwei's only female friend, this life is different, Hu Weiwei is obviously much more interested in Ye Luwei than in Ye Jun's dead fat man. Ye Jun even saw that Hu Weiwei was a little interesting to Ye Luwei, and he took the initiative to disappear. The people of that era were still a lot more subtle, and they couldn't do it for the time being.
Huang Qingju stared at Ye Luwei without speaking, although his eyes were very cute and cute, Ye Luwei somehow felt a little heartache, smiled dryly and picked up the pot helmet that had been bitten in the thermos bucket, tore off a little and fed it to Huang Qingju.
In the previous life, the two of them sometimes played this kind of game where you feed me a mouthful and I feed you, but generally in order to cover up the ambiguity, Huang Qingju would deliberately feed it to Ye Luwei's nose with the last bite.
Huang Qingju glanced at Ye Luwei, and deliberately bit the pot helmet in Ye Luwei's hand fiercely. Ye Luwei retracted his hand quickly, otherwise this girl who is not light or heavy will really bite and bleed. After feeding three small pieces in a row, Huang Qingju's face turned red first, patted Ye Luwei, and took one out of the thermos bucket to nibble.
The insulated bucket that Ye Luwei bought can only hold a total of five. After being ruined by three, Ye Luwei hurriedly took the last two to Dong Biao's office, and these two were left to Dong Leader to curry favor with Wang Yanqiu. Originally, it was planned to give Ye Jun Ye Fatzi one, but now that it is gone, Ye Fatzi had to be ignored again without knowing it.
Ye Luwei underestimated that he "borrowed" a friend's car and drove in. In a company with an average monthly salary of 150 or 60 yuan, a colleague suddenly drove a car worth more than 200,000 yuan to work, which will cause onlookers and WeChat bombardment in later generations.
If you don't believe it, think about it, in a security company with a salary of 15,600 yuan, a security guard drives a Mercedes-Benz S600 of more than 2 million yuan to work, not only the unit onlookers, but also may have to turn around.
Ye Luwei regretted it too late now, the boring interpersonal relationship of the construction unit made him unable to refuse those second goods, so from noon to now, it was almost dark, and he didn't know where the car was, and it was not impossible to be tested in Silk City.
Thinking of his previous life, a former colleague who went out to the sea and developed drove a Toyota Camry back to the company to get sรจ, Ye Luwei didn't have a driver's license, and they all went up to test drive a good Japanese car.
At that time, the small young workers of the state-owned enterprise construction unit had a problem, and they did not necessarily do their jobs well, but basically everyone could drive a car, and of course, there were many cars in the ditch every year. Anyway, it's a "public" car, whoever wants to drive it, just drive it. Ye Luwei, an ADHD and curious baby, even did not let go of the mixer and generator on the construction site, and caught a few plates one by one to enjoy it, not to mention the mobile machinery such as cars, loaders, excavators, bulldozers, and people who had to drive a few turns of the lifting frame pulled by the lever hoist.
After Ye Luwei ate the "Back to the Pot Meat, Potatoes, Green Beans, Vermicelli, Tomato and Egg Rice" made by Hu Weiwei and Huang Qingju, Santana finally came back crying. A young worker threw the key to Ye Luwei and ran, Ye Luwei did three ideological construction for himself before he dared to go out and go around the car, fortunately, because many people are not very familiar, the car only hung up a reversing mirror and three paints. Thinking about the miserable appearance of the buddy's six or seven hundred thousand Toyota Camry after playing on the construction site for a day, even the side window glass was broken, Ye Luwei felt that his luck was really good.
Even luckier, for dinner, I only ate a joint Yamato song of all the dishes in the canteen tonight, not the dishes that Huang Qingju and Hu Weiwei whimsically invented themselves.
The dishes in the cafeteria are food after all, and you can't die if you eat them and wait for the night. Huang Qingju is a noodle that can't be made, and when she was occasionally interested in her last life, she had to cook a dish by herself, and she didn't dare to eat it under normal circumstances. Not to mention Hu Weiwei, she has been single for more than ten years in later generations, and she only makes instant noodles.
The two beauties were very relieved that Ye Luwei could still remember to come back and bring them a pot helmet, and praised them in person.
The two of them thought that Ye Luwei's face was so good, and they were still fighting to wash the dishes or something, but Ye Luwei looked at his office that was a garbage nest, and the bed was crumpled up indiscriminately, and determined that these two beauties often messed around at his house, but he was afraid that no one would clean it up.
Think about what a good girl Huang Qingju was in the previous life, she often helped him clean up, and occasionally helped wash clothes once or twice, it seems that this benefit is gone in this life. When the two beauties finally got tired and left, Ye Luwei had already wanted to sleep very much, and kicked the stupid hat that was finally put into the house to sleep, Ye Luwei closed the door and slept without washing.
A stupid hat as dirty as a stray dog barked a few times outside the door, and it was estimated that the owner would not open the door, so he had to sadly go to the opposite infirmary to find Huang Maomao for comfort. How do you know that Huang Qingju is also unhappy, and kicked it out directly.
The stupid hat was heartbroken, turned around and ran a few steps to Hu Weiwei's electrician duty room, and after thinking about it, it was estimated that it would not please him, so he came back again, curled up at Ye Luwei's door aggrievedly, wiped his tears and fell asleep alone.
Ye Luwei's purpose of returning to the construction site is very simple, first of all, to meet the company's regulations "except for special circumstances approved by the leadership, you must go back to the company every month to report on your work", and secondly, to come back to receive your salary. Although the salary received is obviously not enough to repair the car.
The next morning, the biological clock woke Ye Luwei up at six o'clock, Ye Luwei was depressed, Uncle Ni, my brother is wearing a soul and a weak soul, why did the thirty-six-year-old biological clock also wear it back? When my brother was eighteen years old, he could sleep until seven o'clock before getting up.
After complaining, or turn over, first drive the car to the repair class to park, yesterday's test car of a few uncles, absolutely indispensable to the repair class of the, today at least the reversing mirror and sheet metal to repair back, paint had to go to the silk city spray.
The strange problem of employees of state-owned enterprises is also reflected in this private work. Regardless of the workers who go to work to earn a lot of wages, once they do private work, they are the best hands. Ye Luwei believes that when he goes to pick up the car in the afternoon, in addition to the paint that cannot be repaired, the others will definitely be repaired, including possible damage to the chassis. If it is in the Shudu trolley class, it can even be completed with paint.
Park your car in a repair shift where no one has any, don't need to take the key, and just start running. The Zhongwan Bureau has been working here for several years, and there are thieves who dare to come and steal things in this place, except for one who was killed when the construction started, the others are basically half dead.
The security department has no other interest, catching thieves is definitely a big entertainment that all employees like to see, Ye Luwei followed the security department in his last life a few boring goods, and went to "ambush" in the ditch late at night, waiting for the thief to come to the door. As long as there are people who are caught, there is a human right of wool at that time, and they will be beaten directly to death, and even many female young workers dare to go up and kick a few times. Of course, there is still a bottom line for the security section, and the bottom line is announced by meetings and conferences: it can't be disabled, let alone killed. Just these two items, and the others are arbitrary.
Ye Luwei's stubborn biological clock finished the morning exercise, and when he passed by the cafeteria, he went to steal a few handfuls of green vegetables and a few green onions, and was about to open the cabinet to steal noodles, Lao Chen, who was on duty in the cafeteria, finally got angry, raised the porridge scoop in his hand and looked like I was going to beat you out of, Ye Luwei bowed his head cooperatively, made it look like he was going to be beaten, grabbed a handful of noodles and ran, Lao Chen didn't even symbolically chase two steps, put down the old porridge scoop and went to boil his porridge.
State-owned enterprises are like this, others come to steal absolute, their own people are not a thing, as long as it is not a group of people to move, it is really not good-looking, like this kind of morning when a person comes to get something to make and eat by himself, it doesn't matter at all. Of course, if you take cooked food, it is the labor of the canteen master, and the added value is different, so you are generally not allowed to take it.
I went back and cleaned up my nest, took my toiletries and kicked the stupid hat when I went out. The stupid hat was already awake, and he kept supporting his upper body, quietly watching Ye Luwei clean up the house. This product has a high IQ, and he knows that the master is not in a good mood when he is working, so he does not go over to make a mess at all. took a kick this time, as if he had been rewarded, and happily followed Ye Luwei to a distant bathhouse to take a bath.
From the "office compound" where Ye Luwei lives to the canteen and bathhouse, it has to pass longitudinally through all residential areas, workers' clubs, women's workers' homes, welfare cooperatives, basketball courts, and so on, with a unilateral distance of nearly 800 meters. Ye Luwei really wanted to get to know the fierce man who had arranged the office and residence of the leaders so far away from the masses, of course, when he went to take a bath or eat like this, he especially wanted to get to know this person and his mother.
You don't need winter, just this season, and you will never be able to wait until you get back to the office. Therefore, Ye Luwei's habit of eating as soon as he started eating since school has never been changed, and he never waited to walk back to the dormitory, and finished his meal. Later, when I got married, because I ate quickly, I was always born by my wife, for fear that people would rob me, and I ate it in three or two bites.
Because he was stared at by two pairs of big and beautiful beautiful eyes last night, Ye Luwei pretended to be delicious with a clear conscience, and was forced to eat a big bowl of "Chorus of All Meals in the Canteen", if he didn't cook some delicious food this morning to comfort his injured stomach, Ye Luwei was afraid that he would get anorexia.
After making three bowls of spicy noodles with red oil and spicy noodles stolen from the cafeteria, Huang Qingju was as accurate as pinching a stopwatch, stretching out his waist that was surprisingly slender compared to the great breast, and came out of the infirmary.
Ye Luwei sighed, this girl finally lacked a kick in the door, it's a pity that she didn't become her own wife in her previous life, this lazy and really super compatible with Ye Luwei, Ye Luwei's wife in later generations is the same, the noodles are ready, basically she will appear at the table on time and wait for food, sometimes she hasn't woken up yet, she has the ability to eat the noodles and then pour them back to bed to sleep.
Huang Qingju only wiped his face with the faucet, and dared to go to Ye Luwei's house for breakfast like this, pajamas, makeup and other things should not be stored at all, and Ye Luwei looked straight at him, was he so casual in his last life? Didn't you? At most, this benefit is given occasionally.
Hu Weiwei had to take over the late-night shift at 7 o'clock in the morning, and went to the construction site to take over the shift before coming back for breakfast. As soon as I came back, I saw Huang Qingju sitting in Ye Luwei's office in pajamas, and I was startled, and the two Danfeng eyes squinted and swept around several times before they saw the noodles on the table, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. The look on his face turned to banter, and while eating noodles, he kept sweeping Huang Qingju's pajamas with his eyes. Huang Qingju is also capable, after eating the noodles, her eyes are still squinting, and she seems to have fallen asleep again while lying on Ye Luwei's office chair.
Ye Luwei had already cleaned up, and when he came out of the bedroom, he almost drooled when he saw Huang Qingju's half-open pajamas. Hu Weiwei was suddenly very dissatisfied, kicked on the side of the chair, Huang Qingju woke up, and looked left and right, Hu Weiwei coughed loudly twice contemptuously, Huang Qingju covered her pajamas with a smug face, and slowly got up and went back to the infirmary. The twist and turn were deliberately disgusting, Hu Weiwei must have vomited, Ye Luwei...... Ah, it's cool.