In the midst of small talk, the time came to eight o'clock in the morning.

The factory gate was boiling, and the workers rushed in like fish floating in the water.

The security officers also got up and prepared to check the workers' documents.

Li Weidong followed them out of the ear room.

As soon as I walked out the door, I heard a voice behind me.

"Weizi, I went to your house in the morning to call you to work, and no one answered after knocking for a long time, so I dare to love you for being a cat here."

When he saw that the stupid pillar was far away, he waved at him and said hello.

"I'm going to report today, so I'm going to leave early." Li Weidong said.

"Don't talk about it, eat at noon, remember to come to the second canteen, and my brother will give you more dishes when the time comes."

Silly Zhu still wanted to talk a few more words, and when he saw Qin Huairu standing not far away and waving at him, he hurriedly ran over and followed Qin Huairu's buttocks.

"Sister Qin, is there something?"

"I really want to thank you for the briquette incident yesterday, the stick terrier has been praising his stupid uncle for doing a great thing all night!"

"Hehe, it's not a gesture."

...

I don't know if Silly Zhu bought briquettes for He Yushui.

The little girl is already as thin as a piece of bamboo, and if she loses a few taels of flesh again, the wind will be strong in winter, and she will not be able to run away?

Li Weidong retracted his gaze, scattered another circle of cigarettes, and said goodbye to Section Chief Zhang, who was busy with his work.

"Weidong, wait a minute."

Section Chief Zhang looked at the stupid pillar in the distance, returned the documents in his hand to the worker, walked over and asked in a low voice: "Do you know the stupid cook just now?" ”

"I live in a compound with me, and the relationship is not bad." Li Weidong nodded.

Section Chief Zhang said in a deep voice: "You can give him a little word, it's okay to bring leftovers, but if he dares to take out the materials in the kitchen, even if he is the second uncle of the factory director and is caught by me, he wants him to look good." ”

After thinking for a while, he looked at the security officers who were busy, and whispered: "You tell that fool that if you want to be a little cook for the rest of your life, you can carry leftovers!" ”

It seems that Silly Zhu has attracted the attention of the Security Section by carrying a net all day long.

And listening to Zhang Ke's meaning, the reason why Silly Zhu has not even been a team leader for so many years has something to do with him carrying leftovers.

- Come to think of it, these years are also short of materials, there is little oil and water in the canteen meals, and the clear soup is not hungry.

The work in the rolling mill is heavy physical work, and the workers do not leave any leftovers at all.

The only source of leftovers is leftovers from the time when the factory leaders entertain VIPs.

Silly Zhu carries those vegetables every time and swaggers through the market in the factory, which is equivalent to "popping" the face of the factory leader.

The workers eat chaff and choke vegetables, and the leaders eat fragrant and drink spicy food?

And don't look at who the real owner of the plant is!

It stands to reason that Silly Zhu had the appreciation of the big leader and Director Yang in the early stage, and he cooked for Deputy Director Li in the later stage, and the proper protagonist template would have taken off long ago if it was replaced by someone else.

As a result, Silly Zhu didn't even become a group leader in his life, but he didn't pay too much attention to the influence of the masses and couldn't be a man.

Bringing a little leftovers to the house, who would dare to reuse such a person.

If you get into trouble, don't you add to yourself?

Li Weidong nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, I will supervise him for you and swear to fight against the kind of wool harvesting in the factory." ”

“...”

"Uncle Zhang, goodbye."

“... Goodbye, come and play more when you have time. ”

Section Chief Zhang waved his hand and stared at the burly back, muttering to himself: "What a good baby, but looking at his back, I always feel so familiar?" ”

...

The fleet is located in the southeast corner of the rolling mill and is an independent compound.

More than a dozen trucks were parked on the potholed concrete floor of the yard.

At this time, the pale golden sunlight poured down, gilding the truck with a light gold color.

Mighty truck heads, strong wheels, wide bodies.

This thing is a land monster!

By the way, there are also those two shiny headlights, which really make people want to touch them.

Smooth and delicate.

The truck is the driver's lifeline, brother and daughter-in-law, Li Weidong walked to the side to take a closer look.

Just after two glances, he couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Could this thing be a truck?

More than a dozen trucks could not find a single intact one.

Most of the cars have bullet holes on the front of the car; The front windshield is also in tatters; The bottom of the door is rusty; The wooden bodies were also worn out, and some of the wooden bars had been broken and screwed together with wire.

There were even several trucks with the front of the truck being a few centimeters smaller than the width of the body, apparently pieced together by two trucks.

When Li Weidong saw the Russian script on the front of the car, the Japanese characters on the frame of the body, and the Chinese characters on the beams of the turf, he was immediately ashamed that he had underestimated the wisdom of the working people of this era.

This Nima was built by three cars.

"Hey, you're Comrade Li, right? How about our trucks? The car is in good condition, right? ”

A crisp sound came from behind him, and Li Weidong kicked the ground with his feet and slipped out from under the car.

First I saw two slender thighs, then a firm peach, and finally a delicate face poking out from between the two peaks.

Hey, this posture seems a little wrong.

The girl also realized this, and hurriedly took two steps back, her little face blushing.

Li Weidong got up and found that the little girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old.

The jet-black engine oil stains stained by the collar of her blue-black overalls made her little face even fairer.

Thinking of what happened just now, Li Weidong was afraid for a while.

Whenever this girl yelled at the top of her voice, the security officers who had just sat and chatted together would rush over.

Seeing that Li Weidong was silent, the girl thought he was angry, so she smiled and said, "I was not good just now, I saw you checking the truck, and you were still standing so close." ”

The girl straightened her chest and stretched out her little hand: "Comrade Li, I am the little driver of the team, Niu Meng." ”

Gently shake it, heh, it's quite soft.

However, there are still female drivers in the team?

Li Weidong looked Niu Meng up and down.

Looks thoughtful and tall, if you say that it is quite suitable to sit in the office.

Driving a truck, just like her malnourished, her little arms are as thin as shovel handles, and she can twist the steering wheel?

It's just the first time we meet, and it's always hard to question other people's business capabilities.

Li Weidong smiled: "I'm new, my surname is Li..."

"I know your surname is Li, and the drivers of the convoy are waiting for you in the lounge."

Niu Meng didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and walked towards a low house next to him.

This girl is still an impatient.

Li Weidong folded the oilcloth that had just been spread under the car and put it into the car.

Then he straightened his collar and strode towards the team lounge.

Niu Meng helped him open the cotton curtain, supported the curtain with one hand, and made a gesture of please.

This move made Li Weidong's heart warm.

The team is really a loving collective, and they care too much about the new comrades.

The team lounge was already crowded with drivers, there were not enough stools, and a few were still sitting on window sills.

At the moment when Li Weidong entered the door, the drivers who were chatting suddenly fell silent and turned their eyes to him in unison.

Li Weidong was a little embarrassed.

He's just here to report, and now he's in the spotlight, which really makes him feel uncomfortable.

He wanted to find an open space to squat in.

But as soon as he took a step to the back, Niu Meng behind him was puzzled and said:

"Comrade Li, go up and give a lecture, why do you think about sitting down."

"Lecturing? I want to give a lecture? Li Weidong was stunned.

"Who are you not talking about?" Niu Meng's little face also showed a surprised expression.

New drivers in the fleet, to talk about the understanding of trucks?

When did the team have this kind of rule?

Why didn't Daddy mention it?

Also, Dad is a stuffy gourd, and when he comes home, he doesn't say a word, and he doesn't mention work at all.

...

Thinking that this was the practice of the team, Li Weidong could only walk in front of everyone.

Looking at twenty or thirty pairs of expectant eyes, he pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.

"My understanding of trucks is also relatively shallow, and there are mistakes in what I said, and I hope the big guys will bear with me."

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as the words fell, there was thunderous applause, and a few old drivers even put cigarettes in their mouths and applauded with their free hands.

Niu Meng's little hands were red.

This warm atmosphere made Li Weidong can't help but wonder if Goldfinger has hidden attributes.

I, Nima, do I have the spirit of a king?

He couldn't help but complain in his heart.