Author: Xiangdongxiangdong

Just when Li Weidong was thinking about how to find cement, Niu Yong smiled disapprovingly: "Well, isn't there a lot of cement in the cement factory?"

Han Zhizhi curled his lips: "The cement factory has cement, but you need cement coupons. Last month, my uncle's house was repaired, but it took a lot of effort to get some cement coupons."

Han Zhizhi's uncle was the one who entrusted Li Weidong to send Li Yunlong to the northeast. There was a lot of energy in the capital. He had to travel around to use cement. It can be seen that cement is indeed difficult to get. Li Weidong has already begun to think about how to use lime.

Replace cement.

I saw Niu Yong raising his head and laughing loudly: "Han Zhizhi, although we drivers may not have as much salary as our leaders and our skills are not as high as our leaders, when it comes to making things, they are far inferior to us."

"I remember that the driver named Liu was from the cement factory. His truck fell into a ditch on the road last time. Shan Xiaolin, who was passing by, helped him pull the truck out."

"Now it's time for him to return the favor."

With that said, he turned back to the office, took out a phone book, found the phone number of the cement factory team in it, and shook the phone to call.

"Who?"

"I am the old man from the steel rolling mill and cement factory."

"Uh-huh. Brother Niu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask if your driver named Liu is healed?"

"Liu Chao, he has been discharged from the hospital now. Fortunately, your comrades passed by, otherwise even if he saved his life, he would still be disabled."

"As long as it's okay, I have a little problem here."

"Hey, Brother Niu, you said, as long as we can do it, we will never shirk it."

"That's right, we want it"

Niu Yong covered the microphone and looked up at Li Weidong: "How many bags of cement do you need?"

"One ton, maybe. The extra one can just repair the crushed floor in our parking lot." Li Weidong said with a smile.

Niu Yong nodded, let go of his hand, and said into the microphone: "Lao Wang, our truck fleet needs two tons of cement."

"Two tons, no problem. Should you send someone to pull it, or should I deliver it to you?" The other party agreed without hesitation.

"Of course we sent someone to rescue him. When we are free, we two brothers will find a place to have a drink. Hang up, I still have something to do."

After receiving the cement, Niu Yong didn't hesitate and hung up the phone directly.

Li Weidong looked stunned.

Two tons of cement, even if you are the director of the logistics department, you have to go through a lot of trouble to get it.

But it was settled by Niu Yong with a phone call.

This may be the so-called crab has his own way, and the shrimp has his own way.

Seeing Li Weidong's expression, Niu Yong may have thought that he felt that he had overstated the quantity, so he deliberately reminded: "Human sentiments should be used once and less once, so once you want to use it, you have to do it in one step. For the excess cement, we

You can lend it to the Logistics Department. If our team needs something in the future, the Logistics Department will have to return this favor to us."

Li Weidong couldn't help but look at Niu Yong.

Among the cliques in the steel rolling mill, Niu Yong's ability to become the captain of the team shows that he has quite a bit of skill.

Seeing Li Weidong's expression moved, Niu Yong understood what he meant, laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Of course, I'm just doing this in a small way, and I can't get on the stage."

"Then what is the Great Dao?" Li Weidong asked diligently.

Niu Yong was stunned for a moment and looked at Li Weidong with complicated eyes: "You don't know?"

Seeing that Li Weidong was still a little confused, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sure enough, people who take the high road often don't know that they are already on the high road."

The Riddler really hated it. Li Weidong cursed, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it for Niu Yong.

Niu Yong took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "You are taking the high road, using your own ability to change something, so as to get attention from above. This kind of attention can avoid a lot of trouble for you.

You gain power that no one else has."

"Those of us who follow the narrow path must always be careful not to accidentally step on the wrong path."

"It's different for people like you who take the high road. As long as you keep moving forward along the broad road, you will definitely get everything you need."

Although Niu Yong said it very cryptically, Li Weidong still understood it somewhat, nodded and said, "Thanks for the tip."

"Hey, what can I mention? How am I qualified to mention you, Director Li." Niu Yong said something sour with a smile, and then looked at Li Weidong: "How about it, after being a workshop director for so long, my hands are itchy.

Really? Why don’t you go to the cement factory and do the work of hauling cement?”

"No problem! To be honest, sitting in the office, I really miss my days in the team."

Li Weidong had nothing to do and wanted to drive around for a while, so he agreed immediately.

"You drive your car to the convoy of the cement factory, and Captain Wang will naturally make arrangements with you. By the way, cement is a heavy object, so let Han Zhizhi follow her, she is very strong."

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Asking a lesbian to carry cement, hmm, seems a bit wrong.

However, Li Weidong did not refuse. After all, in this era of equality between men and women, gay women can hold up half the sky.

Although he had good intentions, if word spread, people might mistakenly think he looked down on lesbians.

Han Zhizhi seemed to be very interested in moving cement. After receiving the task, before Li Weidong could react, she ran all the way to the side of the truck, climbed onto the truck with agility, and slapped the side of the truck with both hands, making a banging sound:

"Brother Weidong, hurry up."

Well, since lesbians are so active, we can't hold back.

Li Weidong pushed the crank handle into the small hole of the engine, shook the truck, and drove out of the rolling mill.

The cement factory we are going to this time is called Liulihe Cement Factory. It was built in 1939 and is located 40 kilometers southwest of Beijing. It is adjacent to Zhoukoudian, the hometown of Long, to the west. Its original name was Liulihe Factory of North China Cement Co., Ltd. No.

Wrong, before liberation, cement was also called cement. At that time, all the heads of the factory's organizations were Japanese.

After liberation, the cement factory was nationalized and transformed from a diseased state into a vibrant one, writing a new chapter in the country's construction.

There were many passers-by on the street at this time, so Li Weidong had to slow down his car. It took him more than two hours to reach the Liulihe Cement Factory.

From a long distance, Li Weidong could see tall chimneys reaching deep into the sky, and the chimneys were spitting out billowing smoke.

The truck slowly approached the steel gate, and a comrade in uniform came out of the guard room.

"Please stop the car and show your pass."

Li Weidong rolled down the window and said with a smile: "We are from the steel rolling mill. Please call your factory's fleet."

The comrade glanced at Li Weidong suspiciously, turned around and entered the guard room. After a while, he walked out and said with a smile: "It turns out that the brother unit is here to visit and study. Please come in, please come in."

Visiting and studying? It seems that this is Captain Wang’s excuse.

Li Weidong felt a little like a thief. He smiled friendly at Comrade Mengang, stepped on the accelerator lightly, and entered the cement factory.

The cement factory is a large state-owned factory with an area larger than that of the steel rolling mill. The truck fleet of the cement factory is located in the southeast corner.

Li Weidong turned the steering wheel, carefully walked around the road pillars, and headed in the direction of the motorcade. As soon as he approached the gate of the motorcade, he saw a thin middle-aged man coming out of the house.

Behind him were two young men. The middle-aged man waved his hand at Li Weidong. Li Weidong gently stepped on the brakes and the truck slowly stopped.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "You are Comrade Li Weidong, I am Wang Jianshe from the cement factory team."

"Hello, Captain Wang."

After a brief exchange of greetings, Captain Wang Jianshe turned around and said to the young man behind him: "Xiao Zhang, you take the comrades from the steel rolling mill to the warehouse to load cement."

It turned out that the upright Li Weidong breathed a sigh of relief and drove and followed Xiao Zhang to the warehouse.

The warehouse is full of cement, and there are four or five trucks waiting in line to load cement. Before loading cement, the driver needs to hand over the letter of introduction and the cement ticket to the warehouse manager. After the warehouse manager checks, a loading note will be issued.

Xiao Zhang walked up to the warehouse manager, whispered for a while, and pointed at Li Weidong.

The warehouse manager looked at Li Weidong and nodded, stretched out his hand to wave, and a comrade covered in cement dust ran over. It looked like he should be the head of the porter.

The warehouse manager whispered into the foreman's ear, and the foreman nodded frequently.

Xiao Zhang walked to the truck and smiled at Li Weidong: "Okay, you follow that person and he will arrange loading for you."

Twenty minutes later, a truck loaded with two tons of cement slowly drove out of the cement factory.

Li Weidong turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator and sped away in the direction of the steel rolling mill.

Han Zhizhi, who was sitting next to him, said a little dissatisfied: "We agreed to let me move the cement, but who knew those guys wouldn't let me help."

Li Weidong: "."

When we got back to the convoy, it was almost noon.

Niu Yong found a group of masons from nowhere, and they had been waiting in the repair shop for a long time.

Seeing that the masons were doing good work, Li Weidong felt relieved and returned to the studio.

Gently opening the door, I saw that Chen Xueru was still sleeping. Li Weidong did not disturb her and went to the cafeteria with his lunch box.

Comfortable, so comfortable

Chen Xueru woke up hazy, feeling refreshed, yawned, stretched, lifted the quilt, and walked out of bed.

What time is it now? Why are you feeling hungry?
To be continued...