The life of a villain in a courtyard

"Brother Su, would you like one?"

Zhang Kaiming took out a cigarette box and handed one to Su Yun.

"Thank you, I don't smoke."

Su Yun waved his hand. He didn't like smoking because it was too choking and bad for his health.

He was not angry even though he was rejected. He just lit up a cigarette and puffed out smoke in a very comfortable sitting position, just like an old smoker.

Most of these long-distance drivers are heavy smokers. They smoke to stay alert, although they are not sure what the connection is between smoking and staying alert.

About forty minutes later, Zhang Kaiming took Su Yun to the manager's office.

"Comrade, we meet again."

The man sitting behind the desk was the man in the Zhongshan suit who was sitting in the jeep earlier.

"Hello, Manager Zhang."

"I've understood your situation. It just so happens that our company has two idle trucks that we can lend to you."

In the past, those who came to the car company to borrow a car would be given difficulties, but Su Yun was an exception.

The drivers in their fleet receive subsidies from the company when they go out, and their food and drink expenses are reimbursed when they come back. However, they do not receive such treatment when they help others. Whether it is good or not depends on whether the other person is sensible.

If you meet someone who is sensible, you will give them a lot of good things, so that it will be much more convenient to find them next time. As for those who don’t give you anything, they will definitely be driven away next time they come.

Of course, the above does not apply to Su Yun, as he is a special case.

Su Yun even suspected that the factory knew that he had helped Manager Zhang, otherwise why would they send him here.

"Xiao Zhang, accompany Comrade Su to the machine repair shop tomorrow."

After instructing Zhang Kaiming, the phone in the office rang. Su Yun felt embarrassed to stay in the office any longer, so he left with Zhang Kaiming.

After being busy for a long time, it was already noon.

"Come on, let's go eat. I'll take you to our company's cafeteria."

Zhang Kaiming took Su Yun to their company's cafeteria.

The place is not big, but it is clean and tidy.

The food in the automobile company is better than that in the steel mill. There are five or six dishes, and the staple food they buy is rice and flour. You can't even find cornmeal steamed buns here. The fat slices of meat are spread on the dishes, which makes people drool just by looking at them.

When Su Yun was still in the countryside, he heard a jingle like this: "Stethoscope, steering wheel, priceless salesperson; grain management office, radio station, movie projection, postman; food station, cotton station, three-foot podium, military worker."

The stethoscope refers to the doctor, and the steering wheel refers to this group of drivers.

Being a fleet driver is considered to be the best job in this era.

"How is it? It's better than the food you have there."

Su Yun nodded.

"You came at the wrong time. If you come to our cafeteria tomorrow, we still have fish. I'm not bragging, but when it comes to cooking fish, Chef Cui in our cafeteria is definitely the best!"

He said with a thumbs up.

"The food in our factory is also good. Although there is not much meat, the chef's skills are also good, especially the stir-fry. Other factory leaders who come to inspect our factory always ask him to cook."

"Oh? Is the person you are talking about called Shazhu?"

"You know him too?"

I didn't expect he was so famous.

"Our company manager also often goes to your steel mill and has tasted Sha Zhu's cooking, which is indeed very good."

After lunch, Su Yun left the car company.

I still have to go back to the factory and report to my leader.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and in the past his nose would have started to run.

He has allergic rhinitis, which is a disease that most people in Northeast China suffer from. When the season comes, they feel a headache from the suffocation.

But now it’s gone, and we have to thank our own spring water for strengthening our bodies.

On the street, an old man in his sixties was pushing a cart on the road.

Suddenly I felt a discomfort in my chest. It was an old problem and I thought it would be fine after taking some medicine and resting. So I reached into my pocket.

But I found nothing. I didn't pay attention when I went out today. I was wearing this blue Zhongshan suit, but the medicine was in another gray Zhongshan suit.

The old man felt dizzy and fell to the ground, holding his chest, his body still twitching.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Medicine, medicine, medicine, my medicine..."

The old man said a few words of medicine and then fainted.

"Old man, please explain clearly. What medicine is it? Where is the medicine?"

"Give it!"

There were people around.

Su Yun squeezed into the crowd and saw this scene. He walked forward, picked up the old man and sent him to the hospital.

There should be no judge named Wang now. The people are still relatively simple and honest. They won't say nonsense like "why should you save someone if you didn't push him?"

So he was not worried about being blackmailed. Besides, the old man's clothes did not look like those of a poor man. He was pushing a Phoenix brand bicycle, which looked to be about 70% new.

There is no need to worry that he will not be able to pay the medical bills due to lack of money, not to mention that this is a life.