Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

In the workshop.

Seeing that there was no hope, Qin Huairu could only drag along a steel pipe with the workers.

Even male workers can't handle steel pipes, let alone a woman like her.

The heavy steel pipe pressed on her shoulders, and she felt a burst of severe pain. Her body was trembling, and it was even difficult to breathe.

But seeing Liu Mingjun staring at her with a straight face next to her, she could only grit her teeth, lift her trembling legs, and try her best to walk out.

As soon as she walked out of the workshop door, she saw Wang Weidong sitting in the driver's seat with his legs crossed and humming a tune.

I felt even more aggrieved. Wang Weidong was so arrogant. He was good-looking, drove a big truck, worked as a boss in the factory, and received a high salary. The loser at home was useless at all. He was still picking at ropes all day long.

Full of bad water.

There is no way I can live this day.

Of course Wang Weidong saw Qin Huairu, who was tired and pale.

But he just pretended not to see it. This woman was always talking nonsense, so she should put in some effort and suffer a little.

Because the workshop director was afraid of wasting time, he rushed to the side and quickly the truck was full of steel pipes.

Qin Huairu's body was shaking a little from exhaustion, her bangs were stuck to her forehead, her underwear had been soaked with sweat, her legs and feet were weak, and she was about to go back to the workshop to sit down and rest for a while.

"Hey, that lesbian, help me get a glass of boiling water. Thank you!" At some point, Wang Weidong appeared next to her and stretched out a can in front of her.

He said the most sincere words, but there was a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

You Wang Weidong, you treat me like a mother!

Qin Huairu was so angry that she wanted to hit him with a can.

Next to him, the workshop director saw her delay in moving and frowned: "Xiao Qin, go and help Weidong turn on the water. Dahua Trading is waiting for this batch of goods. It has delayed the time. You cannot bear the responsibility!"

Qin Huairu's teeth were itching with hatred, but she could only squeeze out a smile with tears in her eyes: "I...I'll go right away."

With that said, she took the cans and bottles, dragged her weak legs and walked towards the workshop.

Just as she reached the door, Wang Weidong stopped her again: "Wait, there is Yu Changsheng's cup, please help fill it up too."

In a long voice: "Thank you, comrade."

Qin Huairu could only turn around with a pale face.

Yu Changsheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, didn't know why. He glanced at the cup on the dashboard and said timidly: "Brother Wei Dong, my cup is full, no need to..."

Wang Weidong interrupted him directly: "My stomach hurts after drinking cold water and I fell down!"

But this is a thermos cup...

Looking at the water cup wrapped in rags and looking at Wang Weidong's face, Yu Changsheng immediately understood that Zhang Weidong had ulterior motives.

There's a story here. Brothers, of course I have to help.

Yu Changsheng poured out the water, sat in the passenger seat, stretched out the thermos cup, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Lesbian, I'm sorry to bother you!"

Looking at Yu Changsheng's disdainful eyes, Qin Huairu felt a surge of humiliation in her heart. She pursed her lips, trembled all over, and dug her nails into her flesh.

The stern voice of the workshop director came from behind: "Hurry up, don't waste the time of comrade driver."

Qin Huairu was shocked, and her tears could no longer be suppressed. However, she could only walk over with her sore thighs, reached out to take the "thermos cup", and ran towards the workshop.

Wang Weidong was so proud that he first took out a cigarette for the workshop director.

Then he shook his head and said, "This lesbian seems to have a problem with her work attitude."

The workshop director was a little flattered when he saw the red box of flowers. He quickly took it with both hands and pinned it carefully to his ears.

This is a good smoke, you should keep it and savor it slowly.

He sighed and showed a helpless expression: "I can't help it. I have criticized her many times, but she doesn't take it to heart because she has someone to support her."

"You can't even control your workers. Brother, you are such a loser as a workshop director." Wang Weidong continued to apply eye drops.

The workshop director originally didn't take Qin Huairu's disobedience to heart, but when he heard what Wang Weidong said, he immediately realized that this situation had obviously hindered his authority.

If the workers continue to follow the same example and are like Qin Huairu, he will be the end of his job as workshop director.

The eyes looking at Qin Huairu's back gradually turned cold.

...

Three poles high in the sky, the sun is high in the sky, bringing some warmth to the world in winter.

When Wang Weidong drove the Jiefang CA-30 slowly to the gate of the factory, the security officers hiding in the gatehouse all came out.

According to regulations, they need to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the truck.

Workers cannot carry large items out of the factory, but trucks can.

The length of this inspection varies, it can take ten minutes or one hour, depending on the mood of the security officer.

The driver's arrogance was of no use in front of the security officers, who could only wait silently.

However, when they saw Wang Weidong sitting in the cab, the security officers took a quick look inside the carriage and opened the door.

"Weidong, it's you. Let's go quickly. Don't waste time. Be careful on the road."

Wang Weidong was not polite and said with a smile: "Thank you, I have a tight task today, so I won't chatter."

As he spoke, he did not forget to take out the cigarette from his arms and hand it out through the car window.

Then, with a kick of the accelerator, the truck sped out of the Wuxing Steel Rolling Mill with a "buzz" sound, and drove along the narrow and rugged road towards Dahua Trading.

These days, the roads are narrow, but there are few vehicles.

There are not even many bicycles on the road. Most people are carrying small bags and stretching their legs.

The truck roared along the road, raising a cloud of yellow smoke.

Children on the roadside chased behind the truck, trying to inhale more exhaust fumes from the rear.

That smell, up there.

The eldest girls and young wives who were going to the market stopped when they saw the truck approaching, their eyes shining brightly.

Driving a car these days is actually much simpler than in previous lives. There are no cameras and there is no need to worry about breaking the rules.

The truck that makes a huge roar is the king of the road.

But there is also the thing that truck drivers hate the most, the bullock cart.

The old scalper, who is usually loyal and honest, sometimes gets frightened when he hears the roar of a truck.

Whenever he sees a bullock cart on the opposite side, Wang Weidong always lightly applies the brakes in advance.

Wang Weidong was not afraid of damaging the brakes, but because the cargo he was pulling this time was steel pipes.

There is a saying in the trucking industry that if you are too poor, you will not get a job, if you are hungry, you will not get a truck, and if you are beaten to death, you will not get a green license.

The reason for not pulling the pipe is because the steel pipe is very heavy, thin and long. Once the brakes are applied suddenly, the steel pipe will go directly through the cab, turning the driver into a kebab.

The reason for not pulling the coil is because the steel coil is very heavy and the weight is concentrated, which can easily break the vehicle beam.

Well...there are no expressways these days, so there is no need to consider the Green Link.

However, Wang Weidong is now just a brick in the factory. He has to move everything wherever it is needed and has no choice.

All you have to do is be more careful.

Apart from ox carts, what Wang Weidong is most uncomfortable with is the steering wheel of an old truck.

There is no hydraulic assist or electronic assist, and the steering wheel is so heavy that ordinary people cannot move it, so every experienced driver in the team has developed a unicorn arm.

It is simply impossible to control the steering wheel with one hand and do something with the other hand.

Driving has also changed from a technical job to a physical job.

Wang Weidong had a good foundation from his predecessor, and it took him half a month to be able to master it and integrate the man and the car.

The truck was speeding along the road. When a huge sign appeared on the roadside, Wang Weidong knew that the King of Hell was laughing.

There are bright red characters on the signboard: The road ahead is downhill for ten miles, drivers please slow down.

Wang Weidong rolled up the car window to let in the cold wind and refresh himself.

Then, take a deep breath, step on the accelerator, and drive towards the King of Hell.

On the lane ahead, you can see black brake marks from time to time, as well as scratches from trucks with failed brakes and big trees on the roadside.

When he felt that the front wheel was going downhill, Wang Weidong subconsciously applied the brakes, which slowed the car down a bit.

Even so, under the influence of huge gravity, the speed of the truck is still getting faster and faster.

The long downhill was only halfway through, and the speed was already as high as 80. This was even when Wang Weidong braked lightly from time to time to control the speed.

This job is dangerous.

Yu Changsheng looked at the speedometer and turned pale with fear.