Chapter 382: Rotten Custodian Silly Pillar

I didn't know that the stupid pillar on the head of the second cafeteria who had buckled the report basin to his bangs was handing over to the only rotten product custodian.

Four warehouses. It ranks last. It is also known as the fourth warehouse. Through the number of custodians, it can be seen that the fourth warehouse is not valued by all the rolling mill people at all, and the situation that the father does not love the mother.

For more than a decade. A custodian has always been maintained. If it weren't for the fact that the rolling mill had a rule that the warehouse could not leave people, it is estimated that this last custodian would have to apply for a transfer to another place to work.

The real three-regardless zone. The rolling mill people jokingly called the fourth warehouse keeper an unpopular department that couldn't even compare with the cleaning department.

The cleaning department behaves well, and one day you can return to the original workshop, dig the toilet and make achievements, and it is possible to assign you a few subordinates.

If you become a bad product warehouseman, you should not have the idea of transferring or changing jobs at all. It's a place that doesn't even go to jail.

Except for loneliness. There is only loneliness. Working in this place, you're all wasted. I heard that the stupid pillar was going to change himself.

Guo Laicheng, who has been a custodian for more than ten years, is as happy as the New Year, and from the moment the announcement was issued on the radio, he was at the door, looking at the front like a stone, looking forward to the figure of the stupid pillar appearing one step earlier.

One minute. Ten minutes. Thirty minutes. When Silly Zhu belatedly appeared in front of Guo Laicheng, the owner who had been watching the warehouse for more than ten years was like seeing his own father and mother.

That's called an eager. Holding the hand of the stupid pillar, he came to the fourth warehouse in three steps and two steps. Said to be a warehouse.

In fact, it is a standard playground-sized open space, surrounded by a wall more than two meters high, the only opening is a dilapidated wooden gate that will fall apart if you move it slightly, on the right side of the gate, there is a row of half-old sheds similar to bicycle sheds, and on the left is a twenty-square-meter hut, which should be because someone stays inside, dilapidated but solid.

According to the Custodian's statement. This cottage. It is the office of the fourth storekeeper.

Silly Zhu followed Guo Laicheng in and saw a set of coal-burning stoves on the ground. To the left of the stove was a table made of solid wood, on which lay a kettle and a large tea pot, plus a bunch of folders whose contents I didn't know what had been written, and behind it was a chair with a backrest.

On the opposite side of the table, against the wall, there was a row of filing cabinets, in which were some document bags made of brown paper, bulging, I don't know what was stuffed inside.

Silly Zhu guessed that it should be a summary of some of the entry and exit statistics of bad products in warehouse No. 4 over the years. to the south of the wall above.

The windows are open. The glass is not very clean, and it seems to play a role in the so-called privacy protection.

On both sides of the window, there are a few words spoken by the elderly, because of the age, some dust has fallen on the slogan.

On both sides of the windows on the north wall, there are two portraits of old people. After the introduction of the house. Guo Laicheng pulled the stupid pillar outside the courtyard again, pointed to the dilapidated garbage like a hill in front of him, and gave a detailed introduction.

"Master He, except for the custodian in our No. 4 warehouse all year round, you can't see a living outsider, do you see these things?" He kicked the scrap bricks and wood in front of him.

"Give it to people for nothing, people are too lazy to ask for things, anyway, it's just such a pile of rotten things, there is no value at all, you just came, you will know later." The keys in your hand.

Stuffed into the hands of the stupid pillar. There are three in total. One on the door, one on the door. The other hand, Silly Pillar glanced at the southeast corner, which seemed to have a hut that was neither too big nor too small, and he guessed that the third key should be the key to the lock of the hut.

The pergola with his hand looked in that direction. I was just about to pull Guo Laicheng over. I heard Guo Laicheng impatiently say goodbye to the stupid pillar.

"Master He, the keys are all given to you, and the No. 4 warehouse will be handed over to you from my Guo Laicheng's hands to Master He's hands, and we will have a chance to drink together." Let's talk.

The soles of his feet were oiled and he jumped out of the gate. Eagerness. It's as if there are wild dogs chasing after you.

Seeing Guo Laicheng's anxious escape for fear of being overtaken, Silly Zhu shook his head speechlessly, and then took a step and followed the pile of garbage like a mountain to the locked hut.

It should be because no one has been here all year round. There was a lot of ash on the door, and even the top of the chain head was covered with cobwebs.

Silly Zhu cleaned the cobwebs from the lock with his hands, inserted the key into the keyhole, and twisted it a few times, but the keyhole did not move.

It hasn't been opened for years. Plus there is no maintenance. The bullet yellow inside the lock is rusty. Silly Zhu remembered that there was this waste engine oil on the way he had just walked, and he went back the same way, found the waste oil drum on the ground, carried it to the hut, and immersed the lock in the engine oil.

More than ten minutes passed. Realizing that the oil had lubricated all the rust inside the lock, Silly Pillar wiped the oil on the lock with waste straw paper and wiped the key back into it.

Wrist straining slightly. A slight karta sound was heard. Look at the lock in his hand again, it has been opened by the stupid pillar.

Remove the lock. Push open the door. A musty smell of old decay poured into Silly Zhu's nasal cavity along the air, and he subconsciously took a step back, and used his hand to fan the air in front of his nasal cavity.

After waiting at the door of the house for about ten minutes, he felt that the smell in the house had become a little lighter, and then the stupid pillar stepped in.

Near the door, the cord of the electric light was found. Pull hard. I heard a snap.

The drawstring broke. Silly Zhu couldn't help but smile bitterly. This house. It seems that no one has been here for more than ten years, and even the pull rope has been corroded and broken, and the pull rope that simply broke did its last bit to close the switch of the electric light.

In the dim light, there was a clutter of things. There were tables, chairs, and books, and some large wooden chests that were put together, and because they were covered, I didn't know what was inside.

Silly Pillar picked up as much empty space as he could. I thought about it inside and out. It is a house with an area of more than 70 square meters.

Divided into suites. More than 30 square meters inside. Forty square meters outside. All of them were piled up with this chair, stool and other miscellaneous items, and the silly pillar even saw some bottles and jars of porcelain, and the appearance of the picture was really beautiful to the extreme.

I had a rough idea in my mind. Silly Zhu went back the same way, repaired the light rope, and locked the door again.