Siheyuan: Starting from a Truck Driver

Oops, I forgot that electric cars were invented as early as 1839.

This guy's attempt to show off failed.

Isn't this embarrassing?

However, as a boaster, this embarrassment was nothing to him.

"Chief Zhang, you're just in time to come back. I have something to ask you." Li Xiaodong abruptly changed the subject.

"I know that, Xiaodong, every time you come to see me, there must be something wrong." Section Chief Zhang responded.

Section Chief Zhang was about to walk over when a young man appeared from behind him.

"You are the eldest brother of the Li family that Yu Shui often mentions, Comrade Li Xiaodong, right?"

The young man squeezed in and extended his hands enthusiastically to Li Xiaodong.

"Who are you?" Li Xiaodong was surprised.

"I'm Wang Zhixin, Yu Shui's boyfriend. When I went on a blind date with her before, I happened to see that something happened at your family, so I didn't disturb you." Wang Zhixin explained.

Oh, it turns out to be a little policeman.

In the original book, the little policeman did not appear, and Li Xiaodong couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

Wang Zhixin is in his early twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a righteous face, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, a Type 55 navy blue winter police uniform, and a belt around his waist.

Oh, young man, you are quite energetic! You are a good match for He Yushui.

Section Chief Zhang was a little surprised to see that they knew each other, and said, "Xiaodong, you and Xiaowang are quite familiar with each other."

"He looks so familiar. He's my neighbor's sister's fiancé." Li Xiaodong handed over a cigarette enthusiastically.

"So Xiao Wang and Xiao Dong have such a relationship. Then the matter can be easily resolved." Section Chief Zhang took a puff of cigarette, narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, and waved to Wang Zhixin generously, "Come, I will help you with the procedures for picking up the person."

Wang Zhixin looked at Li Xiaodong gratefully, and then followed Section Chief Zhang into the office. Ten minutes later, he came out with a document.

Li Xiaodong also took the opportunity to find an excuse, stood up and distributed cigarettes, and said: "Brothers, while you chat, I, a worker, have to go to work. After you get paid, don't forget to treat us to a dinner at Donglaishun."

"You guy, everyone knows that you drivers don't get high salaries, but your bonuses are generous. Even the factory director is envious." Section Chief Zhang took the cigarette and laughed heartily.

"What bonus? Where does the bonus come from? How come I don't know about it!"

During the conversation with Wang Zhixin, Li Xiaodong and the other person left the Security Department.

After walking a few steps, Wang Zhixin came to a corner sheltered from the wind. He stopped and said gratefully, "Brother Xiaodong, this time it's all thanks to you, otherwise Section Chief Zhang would definitely make things difficult for me. People in our institute know that Section Chief Zhang has a bad temper, so they don't dare to come."

Li Xiaodong asked: "What happened? Did he embarrass you?"

"Well, it's all because of that prisoner." Wang Zhixin flipped through the documents and explained in a low voice: "A few days ago, your steel plant security department caught a 'Buddha' in the factory area. Originally, this matter should have been handled by the steel plant, but this 'Buddha' was involved in an unsolved case in our police station."

"So early in the morning, the chief sent me to find the security department, but the police station has no right to interfere with the steel plant's security department. I thought I would be blamed, but luckily I met you." Wang Zhixin seemed helpless. He has been a small-time policeman for three years and has been eager for promotion, but has made no progress.

Therefore, he reluctantly accepted the task of taking people away from the steel plant.

...

The steel plant is a department-level unit, the plant director is a department-level official, and the deputy plant director is a deputy department-level official.

The steel plant’s security department is a department-level department, while the street police station is a section-level unit.

The police station naturally cannot have jurisdiction over the security department.

However, as colleagues, they are happy to help each other, of course, there will be some unpleasant remarks.

Section Chief Zhang may have already had the idea of ​​handing the person over to the police station, and when he happened to meet Wang Zhixin, he took the opportunity to do him a favor.

People are all smart.

"Well, we are family, so we don't have to talk behind each other's backs. Yu Shui is like my own sister, and you are my brother-in-law. When you get married in the future, you have to toast me a few more glasses of wine." Li Xiaodong put his arm around Wang Zhixin's shoulders and said intimately, "Brother-in-law, I have something to ask you."

"Brother, go ahead." Wang Zhixin nodded in agreement. The other person had just helped him a lot and was a relative, so how could he refuse?

"Have you heard of a man nicknamed 'Anti-Japanese Artillery'?" Li Xiaodong has been trying to find out the details of Fatty Yu's brothers in the security department, but the steel plant security department mainly focuses on the inside of the steel plant and is not familiar with the people in their area.

"'Anti-aircraft guns'?" Wang Zhixin's eyes lit up, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head, "I've never heard of it, but I can help you check it out. Old Liu in the archives of the Municipal Bureau is my second uncle."

Now I understand, they are indeed a family of police officers, and the whole family are police officers.

"Thank you very much. Come to my house for a cup of tea when you have time." Li Xiaodong suggested.

"We are all family, why be polite? I'll go and pick up the person." Wang Zhixin shouted and left in a hurry.

...

Li Xiaodong lit a cigarette, stood in the cold wind, staring at Wang Zhixin's receding back, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This is really God's help, he thought. It is true that those who rely on their own efforts can succeed wherever they go.

"boom!"

Just as he was secretly rejoicing, his shoulder was suddenly patted hard, accompanied by a hurried voice: "Master, why are you still here? My brother is looking for you everywhere."

Looking back, Niu Meng's face was full of anxiety and he was sweating profusely in the winter.

"what happened?"

"Hurry, hurry, there is a mission, a long-distance one!" Niu Meng even started stuttering, obviously very nervous.

Oh my god, I finally don't have to do those short-distance transports in the factory anymore! My career as a truck driver is finally going to be on the road!

"Elbow, elbow." Li Xiaodong threw the cigarette butt to the ground and ran towards the convoy quickly.

When the cotton curtain of the captain's office was lifted, Niu Yong came into view, pacing around the room anxiously like an ant on a hot pan.

His brows were furrowed and he kept cursing, "The logistics department is full of rubbish. For such an urgent task, why didn't they notify me in advance so that I could let Old Bai prepare." After saying that, he spat rudely a few times.

When Niu Yong saw Li Xiaodong coming in, the anxiety on his face instantly disappeared, and he pulled him straight to the repair workshop.

"Can the sprinkler that Lao Zhang welded that you mentioned really cool the brakes?"

"Of course, water can cool you down, that's something even a three-year-old knows."

Niu Yong: “…”

In this way, we drivers and maintenance workers are not even as good as children.

If the sprinkler had been invented earlier, Mr. Bai wouldn't have to wait all the time when delivering goods to the "State-owned Factory 9621".

......

In the repair workshop, Lao Zhang has completed the installation of the sprinkler and is leading the workers to debug it.

He climbed into the cab and pressed the mahogany handle, and the sprinklers sprayed a stream of clear water that flowed along the hubs under the wheels.

"Oh no, water is leaking from down there!" Han Zhizhi, who was standing next to the wheel, quickly spread her legs and jumped up.

Li Xiaodong: “…”

Niu Yong strode up to Lao Zhang, stared at him and asked, "Master Zhang, are you sure you can't make another sprinkler in two hours?"

"Do you think a sprinkler is a toy? Although it looks like just a water tank, the structure inside is extremely sophisticated. If it weren't for the detailed drawings provided by Driver Li, even I wouldn't be able to make it in two or three months." Lao Zhang retorted, feeling that his skills were being underestimated.

These drivers are really picky. Whenever there is a problem with their vehicle, they will blame the mechanic, as if the mechanic is an omnipotent god who can solve the problem with just one glance.

However, the young man Li Xiaodong was thoughtful and asked his apprentice to pass cigarettes to him, which made the work smoother.

Niu Yong did not give up and continued to ask: "Can the sprinkler be moved to another car?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Master Niu, you've made the mistake of empiricism again. The sprinkler is a high-tech product that involves a complete system. Once disassembled, it will become ineffective." Lao Zhang shook his head to indicate that it was impossible.

Niu Yong sighed deeply and said, "Then it seems that Xiaodong can only go."

Then he turned to Li Xiaodong with a complicated look in his eyes: "You are the only son in your family. I originally planned to send you to do this kind of easy work after your wife got pregnant, but now it seems that it is not possible."

Li Xiaodong: “…”

This... this sounds like a suicide pact!

Li Xiaodong frowned. He had been in the team for some time and understood that the team divided the work into five levels according to the difficulty of the task.

Level 5 missions are the easiest, while level 1 missions are extremely risky transport missions, such as delivering goods in mountainous areas.

Of course, the difficulty of the tasks varies, and the amount of transportation work after completion also varies.

There is a task volume ranking list hanging on the wall of the team lounge.

At the top of the list is Walter White, who has the longest experience and the best skills, and he is usually responsible for dangerous missions.

The second is Shan Xiaolin, who prefers long-distance driving and pursues total volume.

The task volume list is actually an honor list.

Every driver is proud to be at the top and the competition is extremely fierce.

Those who rank higher have higher reputation in the team and are more powerful!

The ranking list is updated every quarter, and those who rank at the top will receive generous rewards.

At the end of the year, advanced workers will be selected based on the accumulated workload.

My father’s bicycle ticket was a reward for those who made progress.

...

Originally Niu Meng was excited about being able to run a long distance, but when he learned that it was a top-level mission, he suddenly became nervous and his face turned pale.

In recent years, the fleet has had accidents every year, most of which were related to the execution of first-class missions.

"Brother, can't you find a replacement to drive the master's car? Or drive it yourself?"

Niu Yong: “…”

The master can't take risks, but can my brother?

It’s better not to have this sister!

Li Xiaodong waved his hand and said to Niu Meng: “Apprentice, I have taught you many times that drivers will not easily try to drive other people’s cars, because the conditions of each car are different.”

In this era, trucks were not produced in the same standardized manner as in later generations, and their performance and operation methods varied greatly.

Each car is assembled from different parts and has a different personality.

For example, if Li Xiaodong's car exceeds 50 kilometers per hour, it will automatically turn to the right.

If a person does not understand the situation and is not fully prepared, an accident may occur.

Niu Meng understood this logic and nodded in silence.

...

In this era, the mission is more important than anything else.

Facing danger, Li Xiaodong should stand up, otherwise he will not be able to hold his head up high in the team in the future.

"Captain, what is the specific mission?"