Is there really something wrong with this girl's brain?
In the private room, not only Li Donglai was shocked by Zhou Rong's words, but Zhang Long and Zhao Hu also relaxed their vigilance.
With such a brain circuit, this girl should not be a threat.
Even if she wanted to join some bad organization, people would think she was stupid.
Train conductor Zhang Xingmao frowned and looked at Zhou Rong: "Comrade Zhou Rong, I'm sorry, you can only buy tickets with money on our train, and we don't accept mortgage items."
He had made it very clear, but Zhou Rong still refused to give up.
"Conductor, don't worry, my boyfriend is a great poet. I have learned to write poetry from him. My level is good enough to be published in newspapers and magazines."
"The manuscript fee for each poem is dozens of yuan, which can definitely be used to pay for my bus ticket."
Seeing this, the train conductor also understood that this girl had no money at all and was just pretending to be stupid with him.
Waving his hands, he said: "Now that the train has left, according to the regulations, I can't kick you off. So, when we get to Jichun, our railway department will call your parents and ask them to take you back."
Zhou Rong sneaked out of home secretly this time, and was worried about how to face Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua when she returned. Now that she heard that they were asked to come forward to take her back, she suddenly became a little anxious.
He grabbed the train conductor's arm and begged: "Uncle, I know I was wrong, and I hope you don't inform them, otherwise I will be beaten to death by them."
"Let's do this. When we get to Jichun, I will call my boyfriend. He is a great poet and can get two to three hundred yuan in royalties every month. He will definitely help me pay back the ticket fee."
For the train conductor, it doesn't matter who pays the fare for Zhou Rong, as long as the collective interests are not damaged.
He thought for a moment and agreed to Zhou Rong's request.
"Okay, then you and our police comrades go to the hard-seat compartment and wait. When you get off the bus, call that great poet immediately."
When Zhou Rong heard this, she relaxed a little and looked back at Li Donglai with a resentful look.
In her opinion, Li Donglai was wearing an elegant Chinese tunic suit, a shiny watch on his wrist, and calfskin shoes on his feet. Looking at the two secretaries next to him, they were all dressed in glamorous clothes.
Such a person is definitely not short of money. I saw her, a little girl, in trouble just now, and she didn't come forward to help. It was really disrespectful.
"Your name is Li Donglai, right? Okay, I've written this down. When we get to Jichun, we'll settle the accounts slowly." Zhou Rong said coldly.
Li Donglai felt a little baffled. This girl couldn't dominate and threatened him in turn. What kind of logic was this?
When Zhang Long and Zhao Hu heard this, they frowned and slowly stood up.
They had all been on the battlefield, and they exuded the aura of crawling out of a pile of dead people.
Although she didn't say anything, Zhou Rong was so frightened that her face changed and she hurriedly hid behind the police officer.
"He, they are going to beat me, comrade, you have to help me."
Seeing her like this, the train conductor smiled helplessly at Li Donglai, said "Excuse me", and then asked the police comrades to take Zhou Rong out.
After walking out of the door, Zhou Rong was still whispering that the train conductor didn't help her.
The train conductor pinched his eyebrows angrily. Those people inside were the ones under special care from above, and their status was so special that even he, the train conductor, did not dare to disturb them easily.
This stupid woman dares to threaten others, she is so tired of living.
If it were an ordinary person, the train conductor would have warned Zhou Rong by now, but Zhou Rong's arrogance just now was really abominable.
The train conductor only hoped that when he arrived in Jichun, he would receive the ticket money, drive Zhou Rong away quickly, and never see each other again.
Zhou Rong, on the other hand, did not feel that she was being disliked by others. After arriving in the hard-seat compartment, she started chatting with her neighbors about what she had experienced in the capital.
"You know, my partner is a professor at Beijing University and a great poet."
"Have you ever been to Beijing University? It's one of the oldest universities in our country."
"Anyone who can study there is a proud man. My partner is actually a teacher. Isn't it amazing?"
"Oh, you people only care about whether you are hungry or not. You don't care about the cultural world at all."
....
The train conductor smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had just figured out that Zhou Rong was dating Feng Huacheng. He was actually an unemployed vagrant, not a professor at all.
He said to the conductor beside him: "No noise is allowed on the train. Go and remind that lesbian."
"yes!"
The conductor walked over and reminded Zhou Rong in a low voice. Zhou Rong rolled her eyes and was a little reluctant, but she was afraid of being kicked out of the car halfway, so she could only keep her mouth shut.
....
It takes three days and two nights to get from Beijing to Jichun. Taking a train is always an uncomfortable thing. Fortunately, in this era, there are already dining cars on the trains.
The meal tickets in the dining car are divided into three categories: A, B, and C. They only have meal tickets and no menus. In other words, after the passengers purchase the meal tickets, they don’t know what is in the lunch box until they open it.
At noon, Zhang Long raised his wrist and saw that the time on it pointed to twelve o'clock. He stood up and walked to the dining car and bought four first-class meal tickets.
After a while, a flight attendant pushed a trolley and brought the aluminum lunch box over.
"Director Li, come on, take a rest first."
Zhao Hu helped place the lunch box on the table and reminded Li Donglai in a low voice that Li Donglai had been reading the information since he got in the car, which made him deeply admired.
Now with Li Donglai's status, there is no need to work as hard as ordinary researchers. He only needs to grasp the general direction of laboratory research.
Specific projects are composed of
However, Li Donglai worked harder than ordinary researchers. Among the two large boxes he brought as a gift this time, there was a box full of books.
"Okay, let's take a rest."
Li Donglai put away his books, opened his lunch box, and was immediately happy.
The food in the lunch box turned out to be pretty good, including roasted pork with potatoes, stir-fried cabbage as a vegetarian, and white rice as the staple food.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Donglai picked up a piece and nodded: "I didn't expect the chef on the train to have such good skills. The meat is fat but not greasy, and the potatoes are delicious, even in a restaurant in the capital.
The taste is just like this."
"Director, think about it, the cooks on the train have to cook hundreds of dishes every day. Over the years, their cooking skills are naturally superb." Zhang Long said with a smile: "Besides, the local supply of materials is tight now, and many ingredients are in short supply.
You can't buy it, and the supply on the railway is not the same as the supply at the local level. They have to be supplied first. If the ingredients are enough, the food will taste better."
"Yes, this is indeed the truth." Li Donglai took a small bite of the food and asked with a smile: "Zhang Long, it was you who bought the food just now."
Zhang Long held the lunch box and nodded: "It's me."
"How much did I spend on this box of vegetables, and how many national food stamps did it cost?" Li Donglai asked with a smile.
Before coming, in order to avoid trouble, Li Donglai gave Zhao Long the expenses needed for the Jichun trip.
Zhang Long chuckled and said, "The food is not expensive. We have first-class food. Each portion costs one yuan, so we don't need food stamps."
"You don't need food stamps...it's really not expensive." Li Donglai looked at the sincere slices of meat in the lunch box and sighed in his heart. In future generations, this box of meals would cost at least fifty yuan. In this day and age,
The railway department really serves the people.
After eating, Li Donglai, who had just sighed that the food was not expensive, was taught a lesson by the flight attendant.
Li Xiaomei felt that the food was a bit salty. After eating the food, she kept asking for water.
Li Donglai could only ask Zhang Long to go to the boiler truck to turn on the water.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhang Long took out two cents from his pocket and held it in his hand.
Li Donglai felt strange: "What's the matter? Do you still need money to boil water on the train?"
Zhang Long smiled and said: "Yes, a cup of boiling water costs two cents. You need to buy a tea ticket from the steward first, and then you can buy a tea ticket from the boiler car."
Perhaps seeing Li Donglai's doubts, Zhang Hu put down his lunch box and explained with a smile: "I have relatives who work in the locomotive depot and know more about this matter. Let's start with the small number of boiler cars in the country, so let's take the Beijing section.
Said that there are only more than 20 boiler cars in total, and the water and coal on the boiler cars need to be carried manually. In order to make up for the labor remuneration of these people and at the same time allow passengers to save water, the locomotive depot stipulates that on the train
There is a charge for boiling water.”
Li Donglai thought about it carefully and then nodded.
Yes, the equipment level in this era was low, and there was no water supply equipment on the platform, so the cost of the boiler truck would naturally be relatively high.
It is also reasonable for the railways to adopt a charging strategy.
If there is a chance, maybe we can help the railway to build a set of high-pressure water supply equipment....
Li Donglai made some calculations in his mind.
....
Time on the train seemed extremely slow.
Li Donglai also chatted with Zhang Long and Zhao Hu after work.
As Li Donglai guessed, the names of Zhang Long and Zhao Hu are pseudonyms.
Like Team Liu, they belong to the same extraordinary team.
Zhao Hu's family is in the capital. After graduating from high school, he was selected because of his high ideological consciousness and physical fitness that was far above the average person.
Zhang Long is much older than Zhao Hu. He looks only in his thirties, but is actually nearly forty years old. He once participated in the war in the north.
While chatting, time passed by unconsciously.
Li Donglai was drawing a sketch when a crisp and sweet sound came from the speakers on the top of the private room.
"Dear passengers, please pay attention. Please pay attention to all passengers. We will arrive at Jichun station ahead and will stop for 20 minutes. Passengers who are getting off the train are asked to bring their carry-on luggage and prepare to get off. This is the 1672 Youth Charter Group. I wish you a happy journey."
Zhang Long and Zhao Hu stood up together, picked up their suitcases, and when they reached the door of the private room, the flight attendant opened the door.
When I got off the train, it was 8:30 in the morning.
In this era, Jichun Aviation College was located in a relatively remote place on the outskirts of Jichun due to its special nature.
There is no shuttle bus there, so Li Donglai had already contacted Professor Song through Team Liu. After Professor Song reported the situation of Li Xiaomei and Li Donglai to the college, the leaders of the college learned that Li Donglai was the director of the steel rolling mill laboratory and had obtained several awards.
After winning awards at home and abroad, he seemed very enthusiastic immediately and said that he would send a special car to pick up Li Donglai and Li Xiaomei at the train station.
After exiting the station, Li Donglai looked around the square and found no pick-up sign with his name on it.
"what happened?"
Zhao Hu raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "Twenty minutes have passed since the scheduled time. Logically speaking, the reception staff from the aviation school should have arrived."
"Maybe there was a delay on the way." Li Donglai originally planned to wait outside the station for a while, but the weather in the Northeast was so cold that after just two minutes of standing outside, he felt like he was almost frozen into a popsicle.
Li Xiaomei was standing on the side of the road, sneezing constantly. At this time, she had already put on the bear felt hat and woolen scarf that Ding Qiunan had prepared for her.
However, these did not play a big role in absolutely cold weather.
Li Xiaomei could only keep jumping on the road to relieve the cold.
"Director, please wait a moment." Zhang Long looked into the distance and saw that things might really be delayed at Jichun Aviation School, so he turned around and ran to the station.
After a while, he ran out again, rubbed his hands and said: "Director, I have communicated with the comrades at the station. They agreed that we can wait for the comrades from Jichun Aviation School in the office. In addition, there is a phone in the office. We
You can also call Jichun Aviation School to find out exactly what happened."
"Okay, let's go in and rest for a while."
Li Donglai rubbed his hands, closed his collar, and strode into the station office with everyone.
Before I even reached the door, I heard a commotion coming from the office.
"Comrade, didn't you say that as long as you call your partner, he will pay for the ticket for you?"
"He must have been busy with something just now. He is a great poet, so he can save you a little money. Just wait, and I will hang up the phone for him."
The voice seemed a bit familiar. When he entered the office, Li Donglai was very happy. The person standing in front of the desk, holding the phone and shaking it anxiously, was not the woman on the train who evaded fares, the white-eyed wolf Zhou Rong!
Zhou Rong also saw Li Donglai, her brows were knotted and her mouth was twitching, as if she wanted to come up and quarrel.
But at this time, the phone on the other side was connected. She quickly turned to the receiver, lowered her voice, and said softly: "Hua Cheng, it's me, Zhou Rong, the thing is like this, I left all the money to you. I don't have any money."
When I bought the ticket, I originally thought I could get on the train and go home, but I was caught by those people on the railway. Can you send the money to the Beijing Railway Station? It's not much money, it only costs eight yuan. Don't worry.
, I will definitely return this money to you when I go to see you next time."
"Hey...hey...hey...what, you said the signal is not good? No, the signal here is pretty good."
"Hey, hey, hey...why did you die?"
Zhou Rong put down the phone and smiled awkwardly at the staff: "The signal is not good... The signal is not good..."
The two staff members standing next to her, both lesbians, curled their lips and said: "Why is the signal bad? The telephone lines on our railway are all dedicated lines, so there will be no bad signal at all. I
Look, it’s your partner who doesn’t want to pay for the ticket for you.”
