Chapter 67: Copying Gasoline

"Everyone let me go, I'll pick up my daughter-in-law from work."

Yang Jun saw that everyone was talking about Yi Qiushui, and he was unhappy.

Far away, he said to the crowd blocking the door of the infirmary.

"Ouch, I said brother, your excuse is too old-fashioned, I want to see beautiful women, and I will line up later."

A young man at the front of the crowd hurriedly stopped Yang Jun and didn't let him go inside.

"It's like, there's got to be a first-come, first-served serv." Disgruntled voices from the crowd were heard.

At this time, Yi Qiushui was writing a list for a patient, and when he heard a familiar voice in the crowd, he raised his head slightly, and found Yang Jun at a glance.

The corners of her mouth twitched, with resentment in her eyes, and she said coquettishly: "Why did you come?" ”

The voice was like a cry, and every word seemed to tell him about grievances.

Indescribable sorrow, inexhaustible sorrow.

Yang Jun squeezed in, stood beside him, and comforted him softly: "Isn't this always busy with the wedding room, so it's too late." ”

In just two words, the two of them made their relationship clear to everyone.

This is Yang Jun's woman, don't have any more thoughts that you shouldn't have.

Yi Qiushui Bingxue is smart, so he naturally tries his best to cooperate with him.

Yang Jun looked at the four or five doctors and a dozen nurses standing behind Yi Qiushui, so he was angry.

"Why is your dignified section chief still in charge? In the future, all these tasks will be left to them. ”

"If they can see it, let them go to a big hospital if they can't see it, you don't have to do anything in the future, just go to my office and drink tea."

Yang Jun domineeringly announced that Yi Qiushui would be under her control in the future, and at the same time, he was also showing everyone his identity, he was not only Yi Qiushui's fiancΓ©, but also the leader of the factory, let them live in peace, otherwise don't blame him for being polite.

"Okay, can't I listen to you in the future?" Yi Qiushui glanced at him, and took off the white coat on his body coquettishly.

Yi Qiushui got up and returned to his seat to clean up, then turned back to a male doctor in his forties behind him and said,

"Doctor Li, I'll leave the rest to you, I'll go back first."

Dr. Li hurriedly said, "Okay, section chief, you should go and get busy beforehand." ”

Dr. Li hurriedly sat in Yi Qiushui's position and continued to sit in the consultation.

Yang Jun escorted Yi Qiushui out of the door of the infirmary, and a voice of disappointment came from behind him.

"Hey, people have a master, and they're busy again."

"At all times, we must pay attention to the right person, this sentence is not wrong at all, people have cadres with cadres, and they can still look at our ordinary people?"

"Hey, it's just a pity, a beautiful woman with a cripple."

When Yang Jun heard this, he almost burst out laughing, and turned around and glared at the man fiercely.

You are blind, where can you see that I am lame?

Yang Jun deliberately pretended to be a normal person, but he didn't expect to be struggling and almost falling, but fortunately, Yi Qiushui helped him in time, so he didn't let him look foreign in public.

The two came to the jeep, and Yi Qiushui first helped him into the car intimately, and then ran to the passenger seat on the other side.

When everyone saw it, they suddenly felt that there was no drama, not to mention that they were cadres, just look at that military vehicle, they couldn't afford to provoke it.

"Let's disperse."

I don't know who said it, but most of the people in line were less than half.

Along the way, Yang Jun drove the car very slowly, and then explained the rules of the workplace to Yi Qiushui, telling her not to experience everything herself, but to learn to delegate power to the people below, so that she could give herself more time.

Yang Jun also told her about the procurement department as an example, he was the one who shook his hands, and Lao Wei was responsible for all the big and small things in the department.

Yi Qiushui giggled in amusement, and said that he was lazy.

Yang Jun sent her to the military compound, and he didn't rush back until he watched her enter.

Passing by a scrap yard, he was going to buy a gas drum to replicate gasoline.

You know, these days, such strategic materials as gasoline are not easy to buy, if you want to buy oil, you must also have a strip, and you must have a unit certificate, if you don't have these two, you have more money, people will not sell.

Yang Jun didn't want to worry about gasoline all day long, he thought that while the car was full of a box of gasoline, take out a little bit and put it in the copy space, so that he wouldn't have to worry about buying gasoline in the future.

At this time, the scrap recycling station had already been closed, and only an old man in his fifties stayed to guard the door.

"You can pick it yourself."

The old man pointed to the storehouse and told him that all the oil drums he had collected were there, and that he should pick them up himself.

"Okay, uncle, thank you."

Yang Jun borrowed a flashlight from the old man, and then rummaged through the warehouse.

In a corner of the warehouse, Yang Jun found a lot of discarded oil drums, most of which were still usable, but he didn't plan to use such a large oil drum to fill gasoline, after all, it was not convenient to refuel, so he looked through other corners.

Suddenly, in a hidden pile of rags, Yang Jun found a relatively clean small gasoline drum, this kind of oil drum has a capacity of 20 kilograms, and each time it is filled, it can run more than 100 kilometers.

Yang Jun shone a flashlight, found no damage, and then went out of the warehouse.

"Uncle, how much do you see?"

Yang Jun flashed the oil drum in his hand at the gatekeeper.

The old man looked at the tattered thing and said with a look of disgust: "Give me a dime and a half." ”

Yang Jun took out two cents and handed it to the old man: "Uncle, I'm really sorry to disturb your rest, and the rest will be compensated for you." ”

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he directly got into the car with the oil drum and left.

The old man looked at the car and thought to himself, this kid is not bad.

When Yang Jun returned to the courtyard, it was already dark, he first went to the house to find a hose, then returned to the car, opened the fuel tank, stuffed the hose in, and then he took a sip on the other end of the hose with his mouth, and felt a pungent smell of gasoline in his mouth, so he hurriedly stuffed the hose into the oil drum.

After a while, after putting half a barrel of oil, Yang Jun pulled out the hose, carried the gasoline barrel and walked back.

"Yo, Junzi, you ...... car"

The third master watched at the door for a while.

When I went home in the evening, I heard my wife and daughter-in-law Yu Li say that Yang Jun bought a Jeep, but he was envious.

He heard the sound of a car just now, so he came out to take a look.

"Hey, it's you, the third master, why do you walk silently, it scares me."

Yang Jun was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the three masters, but when the three masters asked, he couldn't help but answer.

"Don't get married, a wedding gift from the leader in advance."

"Tut, Junzi, you are so amazing, I have never admired anyone in my life, you are the first." The third master smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

"Listen to what your three mothers said, you are about to get married, if you can use the place of your three masters, you can still make a contribution to the place where you use writing and painting when you get married."

Yang Jun: "Third master, thank you, I'm not welcome when the time comes." ”

The third master: "What are we two polite, just say hello if you have something." ”

Yang Jun took two steps with the gasoline barrel, as if he suddenly remembered something, and turned around and said to the third master teasingly,

"Third master, this time it's really a big addition, you can't let me treat you to celebrate?"

"Hey, you kid, take your three masters to play cymbals." The third master waved his hand again and again: "Forget it this time, save it, and keep it for you to drink when you get married." ”

"That's okay, the third master, you're busy, I'll go back first."

Yang Jun limped back to the backyard after joking with the three masters.