Life 1984

Chapter 9 This time it’s about favors, not money!

If you look at the map, the provincial capital has several parallel roads from west to east, with Wuyi Avenue as the middle line. It has Bayi Road on the left and Jiefang Road and Renmin Road on the right.

This part of the area can be regarded as the central urban area of ​​the provincial capital.

Li Yunhai rode his bicycle and turned left from Wuyi Road to Bayi Road, where he entered a large family community.

"This community is great! It's better than ordinary communities." Li Yunhai sighed as he looked at the tree-lined, quiet and solemn community.

Lin Zhi smiled sweetly and said, "Ride to the left and reach the first door of the second building."

The houses here are all four-story brick houses with mortar walls and red tile roofs. They are neatly styled. The gardens in the community are clean and should be taken care of by dedicated personnel.

When he arrived at the door, Li Yunhai asked: "Ling Zhi, what kind of house is this? It's really nice! I wish I could live here."

Lin Zhi chuckled and said, "Do you want to come and stay? I still have a room in my house that I can lend you."

Li Yunhai laughed and said, "I don't dare live there! I'm not a relative of your family."

Lin Zhi pushed the bicycle and put it in the aisle.

Li Yunhai reminded her: "Your car is not locked yet."

Lin Zhi said nonchalantly: "It's okay, we can't throw it away."

Li Yunhai thought to himself that you are really big-hearted. A bicycle costs hundreds of dollars. If you just put it away like this, do you really think that you are a thief walking around?
He followed Lin Zhi upstairs.

Lin Zhi was wearing a long red skirt, with a white blouse tied into the skirt, and a slender waist. As she walked, she was blown by the unruly wind in the corridor, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently with the rhythm of the wind, revealing Her long, slender, round legs were eye-catching with their white flowers.

As soon as the wind stopped, the skirt clung to her body, and the lines were outlined softly and enchantingly.

Li Yunhai, who had a soul of two lifetimes and boasted of being knowledgeable, was dumbfounded at this moment.

Her house is on the second floor, up one staircase, and there are only two families.

Lin Zhi took out her house keys from her bag, opened the door on the left, and walked in.

"What are you doing standing outside the door? Please come in!" Seeing Li Yunhai standing in a daze at the door, Lin Zhi smiled and waved to him.

"Should I change my shoes?" Li Yunhai asked, looking at the clean and shiny floor of her home.

"No, come in!" Seeing that he was not moving, Lin Zhi waved to him again.

Li Yunhai Shi Shiran walked into her house.

This is a four-bedroom suite with its own kitchen and bathroom.The living room is large, even larger than the dormitory of Li Yunhai School. It has a TV, refrigerator, washing machine, home audio, leather sofa, air conditioner window unit, and floor fan.

Li Yunhai understood that even a household worth ten thousand yuan would not be able to enjoy such a life.

Lin Zhi took off her backpack, hung it on an exquisite coat rack, invited Li Yunhai to come in and sit down, turned on the air conditioner window unit, then turned on the fan, brought fruits and snacks, and then asked him: "Do you drink soda or Coke?"

Li Yunhai said: "Thank you, soda!"

Lin Zhi opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of soda, opened the lid with a bottle opener, and handed it to Li Yunhai.

Li Yunhai felt a little embarrassed. He and Lin Zhi were not classmates, but just acquaintances by chance. The other party was so hospitable, so how could he have the nerve to ask for maintenance fees later?
He sat down at the dining table, spread a piece of blue velvet on the table, and said to Lin Zhi: "Where's the Walkman? Give it to me! I'll fix it now."

Lin Zhi hummed, took out the Walkman and put it in front of him: "Sorry to trouble you."

She sat down on the dining chair next to her, resting her chin on her hands, watching him disassemble and repair the machine.

Li Yunhai skillfully unscrewed the Walkman's screws with a small screwdriver and carefully removed the circuit board.

These parts were very small. He was afraid that the fan's wind would be too strong and blow the parts away, so he stood up and turned off the fan.

He dismantled the transmission devices one by one and placed them one by one on the flannel on the table.

In this way, the parts are removed in front-to-back order and can be put back together again as long as they are placed in the order they are placed.

This is a maintenance habit he has developed through decades of life experience.

Many old masters cannot do this. Some people will say that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder when they see him doing this.

Li Yunhai's guess was good. Sure enough, the big gear was stuck.

"That's the problem here. When I dropped it yesterday, the belt popped out. I'll remove it and adjust it to see if it can be fixed."

Lin Zhi said oh, she couldn't understand it either, she just didn't realize it was serious.

Li Yunhai removed the large gear and corrected and adjusted it.

Disassembling and assembling the gears of a tape player is not an easy task. After installation, a lot of adjustments must be made. For example, concentricity and levelness are very important, otherwise new problems will arise.

Although it was just a minor fault, Li Yunhai spent more than half an hour disassembling and assembling it to repair it.

"Is it ready?" Lin Zhi asked expectantly when she saw him starting to put back the parts.

"It should be fixed! I'll try to turn it on after installing it." Li Yunhai said without raising his head.

He tightened the last screw, opened the tape compartment, and inserted the tape.

Press the play button.

Clear pure music slowly sounded in the living room.

"Awesome! Li Yunhai, you are so awesome!" Lin Zhi jumped up happily and said with a loud smile, "Did you know? This is a coming-of-age gift that my fourth uncle brought me back from Japan. I haven't even heard of it for a while. Back! Thank you for helping me fix it!"

Li Yunhai smiled and said: "Thank you for your honor. Thank you for your warm hospitality. I'm leaving now!"

Lin Zhi thought of something and asked, "How much does it cost to repair?"

There was indeed a fee. After all, Comrade Li Yunhai had given up on his ideals and only wanted to make money.

It took a long time to repair such an expensive Walkman. Why should we charge 20 yuan?But Linzhi invited him to eat stinky tofu and drink soda. How could he have the nerve to ask for money?

Comrade Li Yunhai decided to be a favor and stop making money.

Although the stinky tofu and soda together cost only twenty-five cents, which was far less than his repair cost, once it involves human nature, the price is difficult to calculate.

"No! It's easy!" Li Yunhai waved his hand magnanimously, put his schoolbag on his back and said, "Goodbye!"

Lin Zhi chased him and said, "Wait a minute, I'll cut some fruit for you to eat. I've worked hard for you for so long, and you don't take my money. How embarrassing!"

Li Yunhai opened the door and came out, waved and said, "No, I'm leaving."

He went out, went downstairs, followed the original path back to Wuyiwen, and continued to set up his stall.

With such a delay, the afternoon was almost over again.

As soon as Li Yunhai sat down, he heard someone shout:

"Oh, little brother, where have you been? It's easy to find me!"

Li Yunhai looked up and saw that the person coming was the bank lady who had called him to repair the typewriter before.

"Hello, Director Wu, are you looking for me?" Li Yunhai still remembered her professional title and surname.

"Yes! I'm just looking for you! I thought you wouldn't set up a stall here anymore! Fortunately, I asked the shop assistants at Wuyiwen, and they told me that if you were still here at noon, you were probably helping someone repair something. , that’s why I’m waiting for you here.”

"Director Wu, is there another problem with the typewriter I repaired? Don't worry, I am the most trustworthy person. If your typewriter has the same problem, I will repair it for free!"

Director Wu shook his hands and said with a smile: "No, no! A large copier in our head office is broken, and many people have been hired but they still can't fix it. I thought you are so good, maybe you can fix it? Do you want to come with me to see it? look?"

When Li Yunhai heard this, an opportunity to make big money came!

He was full of energy and fighting power!
"Okay, Director Wu, let's go now! I'm not bragging to you. There is no problem that I can't fix for any problem with printing equipment! But let me tell you, the cost of repairing this copier is relatively expensive. , small parts are guaranteed to be replaced and repaired, and the price is 1000 yuan. For large parts, the cost of the parts will be charged separately, and my maintenance fee is still 1000 yuan!"

Repair a copy machine worth tens of thousands of yuan and earn 1000 yuan. This is considered a friendly price!
Director Wu waved his hands with a smile and said: "I know the market price! Some old masters don't know how to repair anything, and their quotations are higher than yours! Little brother, as long as you repair well, one thousand is worth one thousand! Come on, follow I'm leaving."

Li Yunhai packed his things and followed Director Wu.

The bank's headquarters is at the intersection of Jiefang Road and Cai'e Middle Road.

Director Wu took Li Yunhai across the road and took the bus there.

After getting on the bus, Li Yunhai took out the money and bought Director Wu's ticket.

This train only costs six cents a ticket, which is not expensive.

People kindly introduced business to him, so of course he had to learn how to behave.

There was only one seat left in the car, so Li Yunhai gave it to Director Wu, and then asked: "Director Wu, may I ask, what is the problem with the copy machine at your head office?"

Understand the situation clearly first, so that you can be aware of it.

Director Wu pushed open the bus window and said, "During the morning meeting, I heard from President Liu that there was a large black area on the back of the photocopied document."

The cool wind blew in through the car window.

Li Yunhai snorted: "Does this happen to every piece of copy paper? Have you tried a few more pieces of paper? Is it possible that the toner is leaking?"

Director Wu smoothed his messy curly hair with his hands and said: "I have tried many copies. Because the head office has a lot of business and a lot of copied materials, this copier cannot be stopped for a day. Even if the back is dark, it will be turned on every day to make copies. .”

Li Yunhai thought about the possible reasons for this problem.

Director Wu turned around and spoke to him: "Little brother, the head office has hired several masters to repair it, but they can't find the reason. Even the maintenance master of Kewen Company, Mr. Liu, has been hired!"

Li Yunhai was surprised: "Did Kewen Company's maintenance master not repair it either?"

Director Wu shook his head: "No! The master said it was the first time he had seen such a malfunction. It was very strange!"

Li Yunhai couldn't help but feel nervous. From this point of view, this problem is probably very difficult and not as easy to solve as imagined.

Director Wu saw him pondering and asked, "Little brother, can you fix it?"

Li Yunhai smiled confidently and said, "Let me give it a try! There is always a reason for a malfunction. If you find the source, you can solve the problem."

Director Wu nodded and smiled: "That's right! There are always more methods than difficulties!"

After getting off the bus, Director Wu took Li Yunhai to the copy machine room at the bank's headquarters.

There are already several people in the computer room.

Director Wu smiled at one of them and said, "President Liu, we have found the man who repaired the typewriter in our branch last time. He will definitely be able to repair this copier."

Mr. Liu was about 50 years old, with thin hair and a Mediterranean hairstyle. He responded, looked outside, ignored Li Yunhai's presence, and asked, "Where is the master?"

Director Wu pulled Li Yunhai's arm, pushed him forward, and introduced with a smile: "President Liu, this little brother is the master who repairs typewriters."

President Liu and others were all shocked and looked at Li Yunhai in disbelief.

"Him?" Manager Liu laughed out loud, "Xiao Wu, are you kidding me? He can repair printing machines?"

Li Yunhai said calmly: "Hello, President Liu. I can repair printers! Of all the typewriters, printers, and copiers on the market, there is nothing I can't repair! There is no fault that I can't repair!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a familiar face.

That Master Zhao is here too!
The last time he helped Director Lin repair the printer in his unit, Master Zhao was slapped in the face by Li Yunhai.

At this moment, when Master Zhao saw Li Yunhai, the expression on his face instantly became colorful.

(End of this chapter)