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Mrs. Zhou finally gave in and quietly got on the tricycle.

Although Li Aiguo sympathized with Mrs. Zhou, he still did not persuade her.

Lack of knowledge is not an excuse to make a mistake. Besides, the gate staff had warned her several times.

If she hadn't realized her mistake in time, it might have led to a serious accident.

The white train conductor raised his watch and looked at it. It was getting late. He smiled and said to the driver, "It's almost late. We should set off now."

"Understood!"

Li Aiguo withdrew his gaze, climbed into the driver's cab, and the train continued to move forward.

The passengers in carriage No. 131 were all excited about what had just happened and were talking to each other, saying that it was incredible that the train could hit people without hurting anyone!

Passenger service staff Zhao Yazhi took the opportunity to add: "This is not a miracle of the train, but the miraculous performance of our driver Li. Not long ago, driver Li saved thousands of lives from a dangerous situation with his driving ability!"

After hearing this, the passengers could not help but ask for some information about Li Aiguo. Among them, a well-dressed old lady held Zhao Yazhi's hand tightly and asked: "**, is Mr. Li married? I have a distant relative who works in a cooperative, and he is a small manager."

Zhao Yazhi smiled and said, "Sorry, old lady, but it's too late. It is rumored that Mr. Li will be getting married soon." Then bursts of regretful voices were heard in the car.

As many as seven or eight aunties shook their heads and sighed.

"sneeze!"

In the driver's cab, Li Aiguo, who was concentrating on his work, sneezed inadvertently.

Liu Qingquan asked worriedly: "Driver Li, do you have a cold?"

"It's okay. The atmosphere today is not right. We should be extra careful." Li Aiguo reminded him.

Liu Qingquan nodded. Even though the factory is teaching morals now, as a group, they still don't believe in those absurd things. However, sometimes, it is difficult to completely deny that there are indeed bizarre and strange forces in this world. Drivers who drive long distances will encounter countless situations that are difficult to understand with conventional methods. For example, a woman in red clothes in the dense forests of the mountains and an old mother appearing on the side of the track, all kinds of strange phenomena follow one after another.

The subsequent journey was surprisingly smooth.

Before I knew it, it was already noon.

Li Aiguo noticed that there was a stable track ahead of the train, and then he carefully checked the various dials to confirm that the values ​​were all within the standard range.

He then asked his deputy Liu Qingquan to go to the dining car and take out a luxury lunch box.

The moment he opened the aluminum box lid, Li Aiguo's eyes looked a little confused.

The lunch box contained ordinary stir-fried meat and light carrots, but there was one special thing - a plump and tempting chicken drumstick.

Under the dim light, the chicken leg is shiny and glossy, which makes it particularly attractive.

Liu Qingquan explained: "Captain Bai specifically instructed the catering department to add this for you. He said it was a reward for you for avoiding a serious accident."

It is true that there is no liability in the case of a train hitting someone, and it is not something to be proud of, but being able to avoid a major accident resulting in the death of a person is enough to be one of the notable achievements when evaluating at the end of the year.

When the year-end evaluation is held, fill in the performance of the 131 passenger package group under the "Best passenger package group" selection item, which will undoubtedly increase their chances of winning. If someone disagrees, then let them also let the train hit the crowd, but be careful not to cause real deaths; if they can't do it, then just shut up and vote for the 131 passenger package group.

After understanding all this, Li Aiguo did not say much, but took the chicken leg and began to enjoy it. The chicken leg tasted excellent, with crispy skin and tender meat. The mouth was full of oily fragrance, and the deliciousness of the chicken lingered on the tip of the tongue for a long time, making it hard to give it up.

Maybe this is just an illusion.

But in his opinion, the chicken legs on this train seemed to be more delicious than those others had eaten.

Liu Qingquan and Lao Zheng were moved by this incident, but they did not feel envious at all. How many railway drivers could avoid fatal consequences even if a collision occurred?

At 131: p.m., Train No. arrived at Tianjin Station.

When the train slowly stopped, Li Aiguo's nervous mood finally eased. At this time, he leaned back on the metal chair and took a deep breath.

Has Captain Bai’s pride finally been defeated?

"Driver Li, let's go to the Pigeon Market. We haven't been there for a long time."

Even though he knew that Li Aiguo was busy with wedding preparations recently, he still extended the invitation out of the intention of reciprocity.

"No, I've been busy preparing for my wedding lately and don't have time to take care of this kind of thing."

With the help of the fat black guy, Li Aiguo's business has broken away from the piecemeal scale and upgraded to a formal cross-regional transportation company, so he no longer cares about the insignificant profits.

As a company executive, Li Aiguo came to the platform to find a cool place and smoked a cigar contentedly the moment he stepped off the locomotive. While waiting for the fat black man to deliver the supplies to Zhao Yazhi, he also noticed that the platform seemed unusual today.

As soon as the door was opened, before all the passengers in the carriage had gotten off, a group of travelers rushing to catch their train had already poured into the platform.

The crowd was like a group of ants running as fast as they could. A few of them accidentally stepped on their shoes and socks, but they didn't care and squeezed towards the door of the departing train holding the lost items. The scene was chaotic and anxious.

The scene seemed like being besieged by zombies, reminding Lao Wang of the astonishing grand occasion of the peak of the Spring Festival travel rush in later generations.

Although the train police and train attendants quickly and decisively dealt with the passengers who behaved disorderly according to the Railway Management Regulations and restored a certain order,

But soon more passengers came in like a tide.

Lao Wang stood on tiptoe and looked back, and saw a large group of passengers quickly gathering towards this end in the distance.

The tall and thin black boy and his storytelling troupe, several of whom were dragging various luggage bags, moved left and right among the crowd.

Looking at the many passengers in front of him, Hei Xiaopang couldn't help but feel a hint of something unusual. He stopped and looked at Lao Wang with a puzzled look and asked.

Lao Wang waved his hand slightly at Hei Xiaopang, indicating that the transportation activity would be stopped.

Too many passengers will affect the work of the crew and the rest space of the passengers; if the inside story is discovered, there will be a lot of trouble.

The cautious Lao Wang made the decision after considering these potential risks.

Unwilling but knowing that the situation did not allow it, Black Fat nodded in agreement and left with the goods with difficulty.

The reason why I chose to do business with Lao Wang was because of his steady character.

At the same time, the old stationmaster, who noticed this change, hurriedly asked the water delivery staff member Zhang Jiawei to contact the Beijing Railway Station to find out the real situation.

After Lao Bie was arrested, the dispatch department borrowed the service team of a neighboring group and assigned a new member named Zhang Jiawei to the 131st service unit to be responsible for water supply. His intelligence and nimbleness quickly earned him the recognition of the old stationmaster.

Zhang Jiawei was seen moving flexibly among the crowd. More than ten minutes later, he returned to the train station to report the information from the front line: the previous train to Beijing was temporarily cancelled due to a malfunction.

Faced with passengers eager to travel, the station had to ease the situation by overselling train tickets without seats.

According to the "Traffic Regulations", the carrying capacity of a single train is limited, and the proportion of reserved standing tickets should not exceed 40% of the seated tickets. Even if there is overselling, the maximum proportion should be 45%.

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This solution is within the safe range, so the old webmaster is not worried.

In order to prevent chaos at the scene, he directed all the employees who were still resting to participate in maintaining order in getting on and off the bus.

With the integration of more than a dozen waiters and the demonstration of the role of work badges by the train police, the originally turbulent situation was immediately improved. Long queues formed at the entrance of each carriage.

Li Aiguo saw the little black fat man leave, yawned, and staggered towards the rest car.

At this time, figures on the platform appeared one after another, and Li Aiguo's eyes shuttled through the crowd.

Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to a young woman wearing a white short-sleeved sales uniform with an ice cream box hanging on her chest. The woman's name was Huang Jing, her surname was Huang, and her common name. She often appeared at Platform 3 to sell ice cream.

Li Aiguo would buy a few ice creams at every stop of the No. 131 train. As time went by, the two gradually became more familiar with each other.

Huang Jing is a member of the Tianjin Railway Station Labor Development Company. This kind of labor service company is a collective enterprise owned by units including the railway station, and most of the employees are children of station workers who inherited the family business.

As a member of the "collective", Huang Jing is not a formal employee of the railway. Similarly, Li Aiguo's small waste recycling business has the same situation.

These "small groups" are usually responsible for their own profits and losses, and there is no fixed basic salary income. The income is calculated based on the completion of tasks. During each working period, employees must pay a certain amount of "task fees" and the remaining income belongs to them. If the sales are not good, they will be required to pay additional compensation from individuals.

Thanks to the lucky harvest in the morning, today's "mission expenses" have been covered. Huang Jing originally planned to rely on the dense flow of people on Train No. 131 to increase her income as much as possible, hoping to help her father buy a wheelchair at the end of the year.

The weather was hot, which was the best time to sell ice cream. However, there were so many passengers that everyone rushed to the carriages, and no one was willing to buy Huang Jing's ice cream.

She could only lean against the platform's support, dragging a heavy box of ice cream like a little girl, frowning slightly and looking a little depressed: "Comrade Huang, how is your shift?"

"Mr. Li, the driver, are you here to buy ice cream again?" Huang Jing looked up at Li Aiguo, who was wearing a high-brimmed hat and a train driver badge on his left armpit. Her eyebrows curved into a crescent shape, and a pair of cute dimples bloomed on her cheeks.

Li Aiguo did not disappoint her and nodded with a smile: "I want ten. Please wrap them in a paper bag."