The issue of increasing staff in the dispatch room has been initially resolved. Now, all that's needed is to wait for a meeting with the leadership. Xu Damao can also free up some time to check on other departments.

Xu Damao glanced at the other departments, but when he got to the auto repair group, he stopped.

The auto repair team only has 8 people in total, including skilled mechanics and apprentices, and now Xu Damao has transferred one apprentice away.

Team leader Huang Shu, though in his thirties, looks like he's in his sixties. Huang Shu is a renowned auto repair expert, having apprenticed under the former team leader. Because his skills are so solid, no one else wanted to compete with him for the team leader position after the old team leader retired.

Because of their excellent skills, the steel rolling mill's auto repair team often sends vehicles from other factories, mines, and government agencies that they can't fix. Previously, Xu Damao always sent Li Xuewu's car here for maintenance, valuing Huang Shu's expertise.

"Old Huang, can't you pay attention to your personal hygiene? Look at you, a man in his thirties, you look older than someone about to retire, and your clothes probably haven't been changed in a month, right? I bet your wife would let you sleep with her."

After following Huang Shu around the auto repair shop, Xu Damao couldn't help but offer a reminder.

"Hehe, we auto repairmen are like this all year round, except for a few days during the Chinese New Year when it's a bit cleaner. Otherwise, we're crawling inside cars all day long, and even the best clothes can't keep up."

Besides, my wife has been used to the smell of engine oil since she was a child; she probably couldn't sleep at night without it.

Huang Shu looks old, but he has a good attitude and is willing to joke with Xu Damao. His wife is the daughter of his former team leader and mentor, so what he said is possible.

"Are you busy with work these days?" Xu Damao asked.

"Whether we're busy or not is hard to say. Sometimes there aren't any big jobs for several days, and sometimes we can't finish even if we work overtime. It all depends on luck. However, usually after a large transportation task, the vehicles will have some problems, and that's when we have more to do."

Perhaps worried that Xu Damao might still want to hit someone, Huang Shu's answer seemed ambiguous.

Just then, a person crawled out from under a car and asked Huang Shu to check the car's problem.

Without even greeting Xu Damao, Huang Shu went straight inside, making clanging and banging noises. He's probably a true technical expert.

Seeing that it would probably take some time, Xu Damao wandered around the huge auto repair shop by himself.

The workshop had a tall roof and a large interior space without partitions. Several large trucks and a sidecar were parked there. Upon closer inspection, wow, wasn't that the one the security guard had confiscated from that jerk? Looks like it's out of commission again.

Walking to a wall, Xu Damao noticed a lot of things piled up against it, including broken tires, engines, and all sorts of random things. He wondered if there were any rats around.

“These are all materials that were previously scrapped. We can’t bear to throw them away. Sometimes when our cars break down and we need parts, we can find a few here in this pile of scrap materials.”

Perhaps noticing the disdain in Xu Damao's eyes, Huang Shu felt embarrassed by the messy scene and immediately offered an explanation after finishing repairing the car.

“You really have everything in here. Is that a broken tricycle?” Xu Damao seemed to have discovered a rickety tricycle.

"That thing has been here for almost ten years. We've taken apart all the usable parts, so it's useless now," Huang Shu replied.

Xu Damao suddenly realized that if bicycles could be collected, could tricycles be collected as well?

"Do you think we could pool our money to buy a sidecar?" Xu Damao suddenly asked.

"Section Chief, you might not understand this, but right now our sidecar is basically just an empty shell, it can't be repaired." Huang Shu thought Xu Damao had something on his mind when he saw the dilapidated vehicle.

"When I was in the first branch factory, I found that there was also a dilapidated sidecar motorcycle there. What do you think we should do? If we bring that broken tricycle over and then look for more parts from other branches, can we find more parts?"

Besides, aren't there other factories? They often come here to repair our vehicles for free, so isn't it only right that they give us their old, broken tricycles? And we can also check out those scrap metal collection stations." Xu Damao became more and more excited as he spoke.

If their transportation department could actually manage to put together a usable sidecar motorcycle, they would have made a significant contribution to the factory.

"Section Chief, these are all things that our auto repair team can't handle. We've gone to other factories, but they don't pay any attention to us either."

Huang Shu actually understood that this matter had potential; even if each family only had one usable vehicle, over time they might accumulate into a usable vehicle. However, who would listen to him, a mere team leader?

"Simple. For each branch of the steel rolling mill, we'll just have the logistics department issue a document to collect those old, unusable vehicles. As for the other units, you should first find out which ones have usable ones, and then we'll figure out a solution."

By the way, do you know anyone in the industrial and safety unit? They probably have the most.

Xu Damao said.

"Well, all I know is how to repair cars, I don't know anything else," Huang Shu said, a little embarrassed.

"Never mind then, you should first find out which repair shops around here have any spare cars, and write down all kinds. I'll inquire with the public security bureau first." Xu Damao could only indulge these technical experts.

The two were still talking when someone called for Huang Shu again. Huang Shu, like a big rat, quickly scurried under the car. Luckily, this time he came out in less than two minutes.

“Old Huang, it’s not convenient for you to climb down like this every day to do repairs. Why don’t you dig a hole in the ground, drive the car over the hole, and stand in the hole? Wouldn’t that be more convenient?” Xu Damao suggested, thinking of how cars were repaired in later generations.

"Hey, you know what, how come I didn't think of such a simple way? Section Chief, I always thought you were a clueless idiot, but I didn't expect you to be so quick-witted."

Huang Shu, perhaps too excited, blurted out what was on his mind. Xu Damao, however, was at a loss for words.

Fortunately, he's a tech genius; if it were an ordinary person, Xu Damao would have taught them a lesson about the harsh realities of the workplace.

The two were discussing how to dig the pit, what materials to use, and how much to dig, while a meeting of factory leaders was being held over there.

As soon as the meeting ended, Xu Damao was called to the office by Li Wenming, the head of the logistics department.

"Director, how many people have been approved?" Xu Damao asked anxiously. They had submitted five names, but the leadership might consider all factors and approving three would be considered achieving their target.