I am reborn without a pattern

Less than thirty kilometers after passing Pengcheng, convoys transporting supplies were queuing up for inspection. Under the banner of "Heart for Hometown, Hand in Hand for Thousand Miles" on the railing of the large truck, Wang Aihong wiped her sweat, nodded and bowed to the people blocking the way, and smoked one by one. .

After the escorting police officers got out of the car and negotiated, there were no other difficulties or conflicts. They paid 40 yuan per car and said goodbye.

Before leaving, people on and off the bus waved goodbye to each other.

Not far away, there was an interview car with a Beijing license plate. It was a modified second-generation Pajero. However, two of the side windows had been knocked out. The people in the car were blocked and could not get out. Outside the car, People are still beating them randomly with rubber sticks.

The drivers of large trucks were not surprised at all, and were rather lucky that they did not encounter "gas guzzlers".

The "gas guzzlers" in this area are quite rampant. Just install a fuel pump on a pickup truck. Let alone a 200-liter fuel tank, you can pump 2,000 liters without fail.

After getting in the car, Wang Aihong wiped away her sweat and quickly gave out cigarettes to everyone who was driving and following the car: "This trip will be difficult for you."

"It's out of the question."

The driver nodded and put the cigarette in his ear, "Boss Zhang has taken care of me a long time ago. I won't worry about losing money if I run for him."

"Hey, Director Wang, won't you come back to Shacheng with us then?"

"I will take the train when the time comes, but my boss asks me to take a plane, but I don't dare."

Wang Aihong held her cigarette between her fingers and said with a smile, "This time when I go back to my hometown, my boss really takes care of my face."

"Mom, Boss Zhang said he wants to set up a logistics company, but he doesn't know when. I'll work for him then."

"You can make more money by driving yourself."

"To put it bluntly, it's better than working. But there's a limit to how much I can earn, unless I become my own boss. There aren't many brothers in the family who run the transportation business, so it's useless and I can't do much..."

The driver shook his head and did not elaborate further.

Who wouldn’t want to be able to form his own team and be the boss, but there are very few people who can do this.

Zhang Haonan's fleet in Wujiadai consists of pickup trucks and vans. The furthest they go is Yuhang, and no further.

The driver's salary is not low, as much as one thousand a month. If you work hard and drive sparingly, the gas money you save every month is your own, and it is more than enough to pay for the food at home in a month.

More than 10,000 a year is quite enough.

Driving a big car by yourself is definitely better than this, but again, there is money to be made, but the ceiling is visible to the naked eye. If you want to become bigger and stronger, you can't do it just by yourself.

Moreover, as more and more people enter the industry, drivers have a strong sense of crisis, and the competition for transportation will be very fierce.

The large truck drivers in this team have all worked with Zhang Haonan, and they all cannot understand Zhang Haonan's high salary of one thousand a month for pickup drivers, but they all want to have a stable cooperation with Zhang Haonan in the future.

When a batch of onions from Haidai Province were transported back to Shacheng, Zhang Haonan treated them to a meal and casually mentioned that he would form a large truck fleet in the future. He just said that, but the speaker was unintentional and the listener had a serious intention and wanted to be safe. There are many old masters.

It’s hard to say anything else. The salary of a workshop director is not that high, there is still a big gap.

Going all the way north and crossing the Yellow River, Wang Aihong stopped at the rest area to refill water and eat. Wang Aihong found a place to call Zhang Haonan, mainly to report that he was safe.

"Boss, we've crossed the Yellow River."

"It's pretty fast. Is there no problem?"

"Fortunately, there were only two jams, no big problem. It's still peaceful."

"By the way, Lao Wang, I just want to tell you something. The Women's Federation told me that there will be a newspaper in Syracuse to interview you. The theme is 'Heart for Hometown'. There may be a TV station, which is the provincial station of Heishui Province, to prevent floods. The headquarters has also communicated with Xuecheng, and the materials you donated will be transferred as soon as they arrive."

"Ah?! What's going on?!"

"It's said that the danger has escalated again."

"Is my family okay?"

"There is no problem in Xuecheng. It is Fuyu, Bingcheng in the north, and Dongji City downstream."

"Boss, do you have any instructions?"

"The Flood Control and Flood Relief Headquarters will have officers in advance to greet them at the junction of the two provinces. When the time comes, the materials will be handed over directly. The Women's Federation has also communicated with them. It is the Syracuse Dongcheng Women's Federation that coordinates the Provincial Women's Federation. Don't worry about anything else. You are only responsible for shaking hands and taking photos. "

"leave it?"

"Yeah, don't worry."

There was something in Zhang Haonan's words, and Wang Aihong also heard it, but there were some things that individuals like them couldn't control.

Knowing that Wang Aihong was a little uncomfortable and even starting to get angry now, Zhang Haonan smiled and said: "Don't think so much, I'm still waiting for you to come back early and work to death for me."

"..."

"Sister Yu and Mingming, are you okay?"

"The two of you are riding in a police car, and that boy is so proud now!"

"Haha, prepare more food for the child and play more when he goes back. Doesn't it mean that he hasn't seen his grandma much? Let him have fun and you should accompany him. After this month, there won't be much It’s time to get busy during the break, and it will be very busy after the New Year. My pig farm here has started to produce meat steadily.”

"Not to mention, his grandparents are waiting right now, saying they want to see their eldest grandson."

Touching her head, Wang Aihong was still a little unbelievable. She had become such a decent person in just the blink of an eye?

Damn, it feels so good.

He could go to the grave with such a fuss about this matter!

"If you think it's appropriate later, you can bring the elderly over to play in autumn. It's just right, neither too cold nor too hot. Forget it in winter, there's no heating in this place."

"My mother has been talking about this before. She thought I had become a high official in the south..."

Zhang Haonan burst out laughing when he heard this. This old man really didn't change his mind.

After everyone took it seriously, they hung up the phone. Wang Aihong's spirit suddenly improved a lot. She happily went to smoke cigarettes for the police comrades, and took a look at her son who was sleeping sprawled out in the police car.

"Still asleep?!"

"He just fell asleep, so don't wake him up."

Yu Wenjing opened the car door to get some air. It was very comfortable even with the wind blowing in. Then he reminded her husband, "Aihong, don't forget to report to the boss that you are safe."

"I just made a phone call and chatted for a while."

"You've really caught up. Which boss would give you such a big stage to sing a duet? What a shame. If you say you don't want it, then you don't want it. I'll leave it all to you..."

"hey-hey……"

Wang Aihong touched the Tianling Cap again when he heard this. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Then he poked towards the center of Xuecheng City, and there was also a name.

Entrepreneurs from hometown...

When others introduce it, the feeling is different.

Although I know my situation now, if the boss doesn't tell me, the Shacheng officials don't tell me, and the Xuecheng officials don't tell me, then I just say it is.

In this situation, Wang Aihong had no other ideas. He just wanted to make some money to support his family. Even if he sold the hundred or so kilograms to Zhang Haonan, he would not frown at all.