Chapter 11 Roundabout Battle

"Why don't you buy big cars yourself? Anyway, you often have to haul goods. No matter how short of fuel you are, you can still afford a few cars."

"How many cars?"

The man said with an exaggerated expression: "Little comrade, it would be great if you were the leader. Do you think we don't want to? I'm telling you, let alone a few cars, even one of them won't work!"

"What?"

"There is no indicator."

Well, the word indicator, in the era of planned economy, was both a caliper to lock the throat and a carnival to release the brakes.

No, then you can only cry.

An immature plan took shape in Li Jiankun's mind, and he discovered that the scrap station might not necessarily be Watt.

Don't look at the yellow webmaster's inability to get in, he is a human being with weaknesses.

Just give him what he wants.
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The appearance of the transportation company is much more impressive than that of the scrap yard. I have seen many of the five-to-six guard uncles, and the West Lake brand cigarettes are actually good for them.

Well, we have to understand where their responsibilities lie.

Li Jiankun submitted a letter of introduction to the commune, and the passage was smooth.

The uncle had the common characteristics of people of this era. He strictly guarded against suspicious persons and was full of enthusiasm for revolutionary comrades. He led him a few steps and pointed out the administrative building to him.

The guy agreed, expressed his gratitude, walked to a place where the gate could not see him, touched the sole of his shoe, and ran away elsewhere.

'Tsk, the transportation company's situation is really worrying. '

Looking at the huge yard, it looks a little crowded, and vehicles can be seen everywhere.

What kind of green liberation, Dongfeng, trailers, big tractors, small tractors, man-made trains, horse-drawn carriages, mule carts...

That's right, transportation these days doesn't just rely on iron bars.

Let's do whatever we can find useful.

The low output of the car factory is one of the factors, and the other is that there are too few drivers.

Those who can work as drivers at this time are usually retired automobile soldiers and fierce men who drift and hide from landmines on the battlefield.

Others, even if they are related households, would rather touch the steering wheel if they don’t learn how to drive for three to five years?
Snapped!
Are you awake?

Being a driver is an extremely popular profession in this era.

There is a saying in "The Ordinary World": Once the steering wheel is turned, even the county magistrate will not change it!
Regardless of whether there is any literary exaggeration, it speaks volumes.

Compared with taking the civil service exam in the future, the driver industry is more difficult at this time.

Of course, those who can become drivers have special skills. Rolling up their sleeves, they can dismantle the engine and three major assemblies by themselves, which is no big deal.

Li Jiankun parked his bicycle in the shed and walked around avoiding people. He actually made a discovery that made his eyes shine.

In the southwest corner of the yard, three Jiefang vehicles were parked side by side.

There were rotten leaves beside the wheel, and it was deflated. It was obvious that it had not been moved for some days.

The body of the car is also very worn, with many bumps and dents, and the areas where the paint has fallen off are severely rusted. The water accumulated in the body of the car is enough to support some small fish and shrimps.

I don't know if it can be rescued.

You need to ask someone.

This is the case in this era. Some units have indicators for something. If they find that they are not taking advantage of it, they will throw it in the corner to gather dust.

Some units don’t have indicators, so it’s difficult to get a second-hand one.

What?Why don't you coordinate?
Do you think it will be a few decades later? We can't make the mistake of hindsight. Many things that may seem very simple in the future are not so easy to decide now.

For example, can you kiss on screen?

If not, the kiss in "Romance on Lushan Mountain" would not be earth-shattering and would be known as the "kiss of the century."

"Uncle, I'm busy."

Li Jiankun spotted an old man holding a wrench in a doorway that was probably a repair shop, and wondered whether he was right.

Putting on a cigarette and lighting a fire is a set of actions that are so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.

The old master took a puff of cigarette and looked him up and down, "What's the matter with you?"

"Uncle, I want to ask, are the three Jiefang stations in the southwest corner scrapped?"

"more or less."

"Can't fix it?"

"It's not impossible to repair it. It needs major repair."

"Why not repair it if it can be repaired? It only takes a little effort. It would be a pity to let it rust."

"Well, the year is here, repairs are easy to break, and we are not short of cars. Take a look, how many cars are idle." Li Jiankun thought the same thing.

Since it can still be rescued, this matter can be solved.

This guy was so excited that he jumped on his feet and this time he really rushed towards the administration building. The old master looked at his back and scratched his head.

I don’t know what I’m doing.

The administrative building has three floors. The first floor is ignored. Have you ever seen any leaders living on the bottom floor?

After going up to the second floor, Li Jiankun followed the door sign and touched it.

Party committee XX office, this is a pillar, but unfortunately the door is locked tightly.

The Office of the Chief Dispatcher is really awesome. There is a big copper lock on the door. I really want to pry it and take it back.

People are like this. They have never picked up tatters. If they see anything on the road, hey, it’s so dirty!
Those who have experienced it, squinted their eyes and realized that it was not junk, but worth a few cents. Hey, it smells so good!

All in all, this business is quite challenging. Once you get into it, you will have your own account in mind——

The purchase price at the scrap yard makes me want to buy high-priced items.

Don't ask, ask and don't tell.

The captain's office is okay, but there are no cracks in the door.

Damn, this class is so good.

Ok?
Office of the Director of Motor Vehicles.

The door was ajar.

Just you!
The county magistrates are better off now.

"Dong dong!"

I don’t know who stipulated that knocking on the door should be done three times. What’s wrong with me, Wang Shanhe, who only knocks twice?

"Enter."

Behind the five-drawer table by the window sill, an old man with a Mediterranean hairstyle held a large enamel vat, took a sip, and smacked his mouth twice before looking at it.

"Hello leader."

"what for?"

"That's how the leadership goes...you smoke a cigarette first."

Li Jiankun leaned forward and just took out the cigarette case when the other party cleared his throat and said:

"You learned to smoke at a young age? And you still smoke such good cigarettes? Do you earn the money? Do your parents know?"

"..."

You must be addicted to being a leader!
But his temper has also been exposed. For a guy who is addicted to officialdom, you have to give him space to show off and be a good compliment.

At the stock level, you work as a director, and at the department level, you hold a small notebook.

It’s right.

"The leader misunderstood. How can I smoke? I don't go out to do errands."

Yu Dongsheng showed an almost normal expression, took the cigarette, lit it, and spit out a long line, "Let's talk about it."

"Eh."

Li Jiankun stood at attention after a while, as if reporting work, and opened his mouth:
"Boss, you don't know, our small factory is a miserable place. We usually have to rely on people to carry oxen to pull anything. If it's close, it's okay, but if it's far...

"No, half a month ago, there was an experienced driver in our factory. He went out to pull goods and came back late. He fell into a ditch three to four meters high and his legs were broken. Unfortunately, there was an 80-year-old woman at the top and a 7-year-old man at the bottom. Little baby..."

This guy almost didn't cry.

Yu Dongsheng put out his cigarette butt with a solemn expression. Is the transportation work of the small factory in the county already so difficult?
Although the general environment is not good.

But this is also the negligence of their transportation company!

"What do you want? By the way, which factory is yours?"

Li Jiankun had to take out the letter of introduction. After reading it, Yu Dongsheng had a strange expression, "Social team enterprise?"

"He is also a member of the collective, and he is the backbone of the county's fight against poverty!"

This guy raised his arms and shouted, facing the east.

These words, this demeanor, this burning revolutionary sentiment.

Yu Dongsheng couldn't refute.

(End of this chapter)

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