Volume One Hundred and Fifty-Seven is not good for teachers
When the sun rises over the horizon, the surface temperature begins to sprint directly to 40°C, and the mat mat that has just become somewhat comfortable after a night slowly turns into a hot iron plate. I got up early, washed up, and went downstairs with the luggage I had packed the night before. Fortunately, the dilapidated van was not in the eyes of the car thieves and was still clubbing. With the experience of driving the night before, I also had an idea of the performance of this car, so I set off for the company after lighting the fire.
In the parking lot in the morning, Bobo broke out in a cold sweat as she watched me staggering past her in the company van. When I turned off the engine and got out of the car and locked the door, Bobo looked at me with a look of horror:
"You drove this back last night?"
"Yes, don't say it, this car really can't be driven by ordinary people. The fuel gauge doesn't go, and there is not even a seat belt. ”
"Not to mention the seat belts, this car doesn't even have insurance......"
"Huh?" At the time, I didn't have my own car, so I didn't have much idea about vehicle insurance, so I couldn't understand Bobo's concerns.
"You still don't want to open it in the future, if you bump into it, it will be troublesome!"
"I think my skills are okay."
"Oh, I said in case, if you don't hit others, it doesn't mean that others won't hit you, you don't even have insurance, and you have to pay for it yourself!"
Although the June morning was blazing with sunshine, I was so frightened by Bobo's words that I couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot sweat on my back, and my clothes were already tightly attached to my back anyway. Amitabha Buddha my God blessed, it is really the blessing of the Jade Emperor of Marx's manifestation, fortunately, nothing happened on the way back and forth. Of course, this kind of thing must not be told to her, otherwise it will make her more worried, and I will spare extra energy to comfort her, more things are better than less, and I have to go to the provincial capital to set up an exhibition.
Others began to come to the company one after another, because the provincial capital has limited vehicles, so the truck loaded with the exhibitors has been driven to the event site by Mr. Liu overnight the night before, and he came back early in the morning to pick up the others. According to the arrangement, our group had a total of 3 cars, and Mr. Liu, Mr. Long, with Tutu and Master Kong, went to prepare for the basic exhibition work first, and I stayed with Bobo and them to sort out some items and listen to the instructions sent back by the exhibition site in time.
Since there were fewer people in the office, it seemed a lot more deserted, and the main leaders were not there, so the rest of the people began to get up casually, only the customer service phone that rang from time to time told us that they were still working.
Soon everyone began to chat, the melon on my body is what everyone must eat first, several people around the attack in turn, and soon felt her situation clearly, and the more legendary "love history" of our two is also quite thorough, they are very curious about what kind of girl will make me moved. While we were watching the TV series, drinking tea, and chatting, Tutu called us and they had a car accident!!
Since I didn't answer the phone, I could only listen to Bobo's description, which is said to be a series of collisions between several cars on the highway, and they were squeezed into sandwich biscuits. In order not to delay the progress of the exhibition, we had to set off to the high-speed exit where the accident occurred, and first connect Tutu and "Master Kong", the main laborers.
Although I have a driver's license, I definitely don't dare to go on the highway, after all, I just went on the road alone the night before, and I heard about the accident on the highway, I am still young and not married!
Bobo was younger than me, but he was already a veteran driver, and after picking me up, he headed for the highway. Along the way, I watched Bobo skillfully hold the steering wheel and chat with me from time to time, which made me itch, and I really wished I could drive the car on the highway so chicly.
After nearly an hour of travel, we finally met up with Tutu and them. At the entrance of the expressway, several cars were close together, and Mr. Liu's sedan had been squeezed into two compartments. We hurriedly transferred all the contents of the trunk to another car, including many new exhibits that had just been borrowed from the master and some freshly made display shelves. Obviously, "Master Kong" was still in shock, and his face turned pale with fright from the moment of life and death just now. Tutu recounted the experience with great interest and showed us various photos of the accident on his mobile phone. It is said that they were about to get on the highway, but they were involved in a series of car accidents, and they all lay on their stomachs at the entrance, and were squeezed into compressed biscuits and could not move. However, there was still a truck full of "second brother" in the back towards the accident vehicle quickly, there was no intention of braking at all, just when Tutu they thought they were in a catastrophe, the truck driver finally saw the road condition information, stepped on the brakes, and finally reduced the speed, and finally did not have an irreparable accident.
Mr. Liu stayed behind to deal with the accident with the traffic police uncle, the insurance company and the owners of other accident vehicles, while we set off directly to the provincial capital after moving our things.
Thanks to Tutu and "Master Kong", several of us talked and laughed along the way, and we didn't feel tired of the journey at all. And "Master Kong" finally recovered, and kept joking with Tutu Bobo, as if there had been no accident just now.
When we arrived at the provincial capital, it was already afternoon, and we came to the exhibition area with our things, only to see Mr. Long was taking a few interns to set up the exhibition, and the gantry had been set up according to the previous plan, just waiting for the spray-painted fabric on our car. So we immediately entered the working state, hanging spray painting, helping to roll the belt, and putting furniture...... Because we have been on the move, we didn't bother to eat lunch, and by 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon, our group of post-80s and 90s who had been pampered since childhood began to be dizzy with hunger. Actually, the company was preparing instant noodles, but we had been working and sweating, and the mineral water we brought had already been drunk, and the prices in the vending machines in the exhibition hall were surprisingly expensive, and our mouths were so thirsty that we really didn't have the appetite to eat. However, in the end, because the physical exertion was too great, he had to compromise with the real "Master Kong". According to a new employee, they have been eating instant noodles for a day, and they want to vomit when they ask about the smell, but Mr. Long has eaten four buckets of noodles by himself, which shows that he is really tired this day.
We continued to set up the exhibition until the exhibition hall closed in the evening, and we were reluctant to leave until the security guards came to drive us away, and many of the exhibits were not on the shelves, so we had to wait until the next morning to continue.
After a long day's tossing, we are all as tired as dogs. When I arrived at the hotel, I drank the mineral water in one go, and still felt that I couldn't quench my thirst, so I boiled the water to make tea, and kept sending it to my mouth before it was cold, and I was stunned to burn off a layer of oral mucosa. It was almost ten o'clock, and when I lay down, I didn't want to get up again, let the smell of sweat on my body evaporate in the room, and went to sleep after texting her "good night......
It's so tiring to go on a business trip......