Siheyuan: Don't mess with me

"Xiao Zhou, I have something to ask you!"

Although Zhou Cong rejected Deputy Factory Director Li, Deputy Factory Director Li still called Zhou Cong over.

"Director, your orders!"

Zhou Cong walked a few steps quickly and reached the side of Deputy Director Li.

"Xiao Zhou, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, can you still get game? Not as much as last time, pheasants, rabbits, whatever. It's Chinese New Year, our factory has to express it to the higher ups!"

When Deputy Director Li said this, he pointed in the direction of the sky.

"Director, there is no problem with the game. The key is that transportation is too troublesome. Last time, someone helped transport the game back. If you can help me send a car, there should be no problem!"

Zhou Cong rolled his eyes and looked embarrassed.

The system gave him god-level car repair skills.

Because of this skill, he even took a driver's class.

I know that there are more than 20 Jiefangs and a 212 Jeep in the factory that can still be driven.

In addition, there are two GAZ 69 Jeeps parked in the warehouse.

Due to the lack of auto parts, the two Gass could not be repaired and had to be parked in the warehouse.

Before, I was not qualified to make demands, so I could only drag the game back by myself.

Now, it’s a good opportunity to drive around in a Gas Jeep and have fun.

"Xiao Zhou, this is not easy to handle! The transportation task in the factory is too urgent! It is impossible to send you a separate truck!"

After hearing Zhou Cong's request, Deputy Director Li seemed a little embarrassed.

"Director, I know how to repair cars. I want to try to repair the two Gass in the library. If it can be repaired, I will use that car. If it cannot be repaired, I will find a way!"

Zhou Cong said hurriedly.

"Can you repair cars?"

Deputy Director Li glanced at Zhou Cong suspiciously.

Although Zhou Cong's eyes were calm, Deputy Factory Director Li did not think he had the ability to repair cars.

I thought maybe Zhou Cong thought repairing cars and driving were fun and wanted to try them out.

To him, it doesn't matter whether the car is repaired or not.

You must know that there is only one 212 Jeep in the factory, which can be used by the leaders for daily use.

The leaders mentioned are actually mainly him and Factory Director Yang.

Although he and Director Yang were at odds within the factory, Director Yang was the top factory director after all, and he was basically the one using 212.

If the Gas Jeep is really repaired, then everyone will be happy, and he will have a special car from now on.

If it can’t be repaired, it’s normal!

Those two Gass have been abandoned by Curry for six or seven years, and they are not afraid of being abandoned for another ten years.

Since Zhou Cong wanted to play, of course he would not veto it, but readily agreed, "Okay, I'll write you a note and you try to fix it. If it's fixed, you can drive out. If it doesn't work, then...

You can only rely on yourself!"

"Director, I want to come over to repair it at night! Because we may also need some tools and materials from the fitter shop!"

Zhou Cong made his request again.

Even though he knows how to repair cars, he still believes that he can fix it.

But God knows what kind of damage the car is in and what parts are missing.

If they are ordinary parts, they can be found in car repair shops.

If he can't find it, he can only use the fitter skills provided by the system.

"Okay, you come over tonight! I'll explain it to my colleagues on duty and ask them to fully cooperate with you."

Deputy Factory Director Li had a different idea than Zhou Cong. When he said he wanted to repair the car at night, I thought he was afraid of touching the car and the bench tools during the day, and that he was afraid that people would see him as a layman and be embarrassed.

?There was no rejection either.

Section Chief Zhang left with Director Liu, and before leaving, he accepted Zhou Cong's request to take care of the kid Bangge.

The reason why Zhou Cong doesn't want Bangge children to go to juvenile detention centers.

Mainly because he was afraid that without his obstruction, Shazhu and Qin Huairu would fall apart.

Although this will cause Silly Zhu to be sucked to death, wouldn't Silly Zhu be beautiful in this way?

In order to achieve the goal of He Yuyu's death and harm Silly Zhu, Zhou Cong even generously lent Qin Huairu his bicycle and asked her to go back and take care of Banggen's child as soon as possible.

When Section Chief Zhang left, he left behind his brother-in-law, Officer Wang, to accompany Zhou Cong.

After all, Zhou Cong's hands were cuffed, making it inconvenient for him to do anything.

If he needs to go to the toilet or something, Officer Wang can help him unbuckle his belt.

The reward from the system has arrived. This time the reward is three hundred yuan, plus ten Lao Mo meal coupons.

However, the meal coupons given by Lao Mo this time were different from those given by Zhou Cong to Yu Li before.

You've already paid the money that time, so you just have to pay for it.

This time, it is a reservation coupon, which proves that you have reserved a table. But when you go in to eat, you have to pay again.

"Chief Zhou, please tell me about the incident where Widow Qin's son stabbed someone just now!"

As soon as the leaders left, Director Wang became more capable and immediately came over.

One sentence caused a group of workers to come over, and the one at the front was Guo Dabozi.

Look at the way they look at me, there is no resentment after being beaten, they are full of yearning and hope.

"This is a long story, and we have to start with a pair of shoes!"

Zhou Cong casually found a machine that was not turned on, leaned against it, and started talking.

The story is full of twists and turns, the highlight of which is of course the children's song compiled by Xu Damao.

In order to keep the people around him full, Zhou Cong even said this song twice.

In fact, he really underestimated the people around him, and some even complained at the time.

This is just like students studying on a daily basis.

I can't remember the knowledge points I should have learned when I was in school, but I can remember clearly the operating methods of the game, and I can understand it clearly when playing.

After telling the people in the first workshop these nonsense, Zhou Cong, accompanied by Director Wang, left the first workshop, intending to teach others how to sing the songs here.

"Zhou... Section Chief Zhou!"

As soon as I went out and walked around to the office building, I met Yu Haitang.

Seeing Zhou Cong, she was overjoyed and came over to greet him.

But after walking a few steps, he saw the handcuffs on his wrists again, and the soles of his feet were nailed there like nails.

"It's okay, Section Chief Zhou. This is all a misunderstanding. Just now Widow Qin's son was stabbing someone in the courtyard, and Section Chief Zhou broke his wrist when he rescued the man.

Now, Section Chief Zhang has gone to investigate. Once the investigation is clear, everything will be fine.

On the radio, have you ever seen a real criminal running around!"

Director Wang didn't want Zhou Cong to be misunderstood by others. After all, he thought he would have to ask Zhou Cong to help him get acupuncture in the future? He helped explain.

"That's good!"

Yu Haitang pursed his lips and smiled, looked at Zhou Cong again, turned around and went upstairs.

Returning to the broadcast room, I borrowed a bicycle from a colleague and went straight to the courtyard.

When we arrived at the courtyard, Section Chief Zhang and others had already arrived and sent Bangge to the hospital.

Because of Yu Li's relationship, Yu Haitang was quite familiar with the third aunt, and immediately asked her about what happened to Zhou Cong just now.

After saying a few words, Yu Haitang also knew that Zhou Cong would be fine.

I went out, got on my bicycle, and rushed back to the steel rolling mill.

I rode all the way with almost all my strength, and when I got back to the steel rolling mill, I was sweating all over my forehead.