Chapter 2 New Vehicles
"You're a survivor on bus 375, what do you think about it?"
"I think it was caused by a vehicle breakdown, and I don't know anything else."
"Very well, I'll talk to you about the requirements and salary now. Our requirement is to go from 10 p.m. to 4 a.m., from the Baida platform to the terminal of Tangxia Village, a turnback, stopping for 10 to 15 minutes on the way, and parking for no more than 20 minutes at each platform. You can't smoke or drink during working hours, you can't have conflicts with passengers, and there are no problems with unnecessary conflicts because of taking the initiative to apologize. ”
"Nope."
"Regarding salary, from 8,000 in the first month, the company is responsible for food and accommodation, and accommodation in the sunset community on Sunset North Road, I will give you the key in a while. But in closing, I would like to remind you that you should never mention this accident to anyone. ”
I thought about it for a while and agreed.
I went to the finance office to get the room key and work clothes and filled out a form. In fact, for me, this interview was obviously too smooth, and I began to feel a little uneasy.
I went back to the hotel to clean up, left the room and walked straight to the dormitory. I wanted to go back and pack my things, but I still didn't have the courage to face her.
My room is on the fourth floor of the Sunset Community, which happens to be room 404. The inside is fully equipped, bathroom, office area, kitchen, belongs to the standard type of two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom and one balcony.
Outside the balcony there are also several pots of flowers, roses, mariroses, and a pot of flowers. Below is a large parking lot, standing here, just in time to see the Lu River in the distance.
The next afternoon, I arrived at the station early, and after getting the keys and license plates, I went to the garage to get the car.
This car is new, and even the license plate is still in my hand. I took my tools out of the car and hung up the license plate.
When I got in, I suddenly realized that the car I was driving now was also Bus No. 375.
Because I used to learn about cars, but now I have to deal with this behemoth, so I moved my car to a parking space so that I don't make mistakes at work.
After this trip, I still think that buses are easier to use than cars, but this is more complicated to operate.
I suddenly felt like a driver when I changed into overalls, a blue shirt and a black plaid tie, and a work badge on a tea bag.
I don't know why I'm a novice with no experience to do this, but I think the biggest reason is the accident.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, I started the car again and followed the No. 14 bus out of the station. The first stop is the Baida platform, and there are a lot of people at this time, but they are all on the No. 14 bus.
The reason can be imagined, it is because of the accident on Route 375 a few days ago, but what is even more unexpected is that the survivor at that time turned out to be the current driver.
As soon as I thought about this, I suddenly wanted to smoke, but for the sake of work, I put up with it. I looked behind me and there was only a mother and daughter in the car, sitting in the last row, and the mother was holding something in her hand, which looked like a peace charm.
After 10 minutes, I started the car again, and when I reached the third platform, which is the Chuanjiang Road platform, the mother and daughter also got off in a hurry.
I glanced at it and shook my head with a wry smile, I also know the rules of bus drivers, but not many people are willing to follow them.
I pulled out a stick of blue-and-white sand from my pocket and smoked it, and the smoke drifted out the window and disappeared without a trace in an instant. I wanted to look out the window, but looking at the time, I extinguished the cigarette butt in my hand.
In the next 8 platforms, no one got on the train, and I stopped again and again, opened and closed the door, and I suddenly felt that time passed so slowly.
The last train of No. 375 ends at the platform of Tangxia Village, which is the same as No. 14, but bus No. 14 goes around the west of the city, while the last bus of No. 375 goes around the north of the city.
The route is opposite, but the time is different, and many people are willing to take a few more stops than take the 375 route.
The last train stops at the terminal for 30 minutes, which is half an hour, and this half hour can go to the toilet or smoke, but you can't sleep.
I sat in the cab with a cigarette hanging from my mouth, puff after puff, and the days like this started to feel a little tedious, but it was time-consuming.
It was just one o'clock and the car was 10 minutes away, and I was about to close the door when a black cat ran up.
"Alas, people didn't wait, but waited for a cat, and what could be more ironic." I muttered to myself and stood up, ready to chase the cat down.
A thin old man came up and stopped me, and he said in a heavy voice: "Young man, don't do it, this black cat is in the car, it means that it is homesick, you drive it down, it will hold a grudge against you." Sooner or later, it's going to get off, so you might as well let it go down on its own. ”
I thought for a while, then retreated, and I was about to sit back in the cab, when the old man smiled and said, "Young man, I think you are quite young, and you don't look like a local, why do you have to be a driver." At your age, you should be looking for a promising job, and the driver of the last train is not a human being, so why bother to suffer this crime. ”
I pulled two cigarettes out of my pocket and handed one to him, and he smoked it with a smile.
"If it weren't for the impossible, I wouldn't have come to do this, a salary of 8,000 yuan a month, as well as food and housing, for me, I am already very satisfied."
"That being said, you can't save this money. This No. 375 bus, there have been 7 drivers in this year, and I don't know which evil one is recruited. ”
When I heard this, I turned around and said, "Isn't it normal to change seven drivers a year?" ”
"This first one, who is about the same age as you, is from the countryside and loves to drink. But after driving for a week, he died, hitting a tanker truck, and more than 10 people died at that time. ”
"What about the second one?"
"Anyway, six of them died, and the deaths were unknown, all of them were car accidents. This is simply more terrifying than Route 14, and ah, basically every driver's cause of death is particularly bizarre. ”
"There are no ghosts in this world, ghosts are all imagined by humans, and as for six deaths a year, maybe it's just a coincidence."
"It's pedantic, it's not as good as an old man, okay, I won't mess with you anymore, I'll go back first, and when I have time later, come to me for tea." I was telling under the evergreen tree next door, and everyone else called me Grandpa Ghost. ”
After he left, the black cat was still sitting in the chair, I looked at my phone, it was already past ten o'clock, and I quickly started the car.
The vehicle slowly arrived at the North Street platform, which is called New Era Street, because this area is basically a section of state-owned enterprises and artificial intelligence industries.
I looked back, and the black cat had also left, followed by a woman in her early 20s, who was supposed to be a white-collar worker.