Chapter 46 Huaihua Machinery Factory 4
This warehouse is not small. The cement walls and cement floors are wiped clean, and the entire warehouse is very compliant.
At least during the tour that Ma Xiangqian took him around, he didn't see any flammable or explosive items, and things like motor oil would not be kept in this warehouse. It was very strange. Xingjian remembered that the information left to him by the hosting system clearly stated that the explosion in the machinery factory started from the warehouse.
Could there be other warehouses? Xing Jian suppressed his doubts and decided to work honestly first, build a good relationship with Director Ma, and then slowly get some information out of him.
Thanks to his cheerful personality, he was already chatting and laughing with his colleagues in the warehouse in just one afternoon.
If it weren't for the loading and unloading task early tomorrow morning, the group would have insisted on dragging Xingjian out for a drink tonight.
On the way back to the dormitory building, Xing Jian's eyes immediately noticed a few people gathered in groups of three or four on the road. He waved to the group and said, "Brother Cheng, you're off work too."
Seeing that there were people surrounding Xing Jian, Cheng Yan frowned and nodded at Xing Jian, then he no longer looked at Xing Jian.
Chen Zhigang has always been close to Cheng Yan. When he looked at the unfamiliar face and greeted Cheng Yan, he suddenly remembered the child they saw in Cheng Yan's dormitory yesterday.
"Brother Cheng, this kid is your new roommate. I didn't expect that someone with such small arms and legs could go to the warehouse." Chen Zhigang recognized that several familiar faces in the group of people were old employees of the warehouse.
Hearing Chen Zhigang say this, Cheng Yan's brows instantly twisted into the shape of a "川" character. He had just been so focused on the guy that he hadn't noticed the people around him. The warehouse had always been a place where you had to trade strength for money. With the little guy's thin arms and legs, how many boxes could he lift?
Seeing that Cheng Yan just nodded, Xing Jian did not feel disappointed and followed Ma Xiangqian and his group back to the dormitory.
When we arrived at the bottom of the dormitory building, many employees who had already finished work were washing clothes under the faucet, and some were washing fruits and vegetables.
Xing Jian looked at the group of people huddled around the faucet. He pointed at the pool and asked Ma Xiangqian beside him, "Brother Ma, will the water supply be cut off here?"
Ma Xiangqian laughed heartily when he heard the silly boy beside him asking this question. He put his arm around Xing Jian's shoulders and said, "What are you thinking, silly boy? There's a water plant next door. Unless the water plant exploded, there's no way the water would be out of service."
Xing Jian was secretly puzzled. If that was the case, why was there no one to put out the fire in the dormitory building?
After saying goodbye to Ma Xiangqian and his group, Xingjian returned to the dormitory alone.
Cheng Yan had not returned at this time, and Xing Jian was the only one in the empty dormitory. He lowered his head and took out the clothes he had changed yesterday from his bag. Ma Xiangqian said that the factory would give him work clothes in a few days, so he should wear his own clothes for the next few days.
But Xingjian didn't have many wearable clothes, so he rummaged through his worn bag and took out a half-eaten piece of soap.
Xing Jian was about to go out with his two pieces of clothes in his arms, but he glanced down and saw the clothes that Cheng Yan had placed in the basin. It seemed to be the vest that Cheng Yan had taken off yesterday. Without thinking much, Xing Jian packed Cheng Yan's clothes together and took them out.
When Cheng Yan returned to the dormitory, Xing Jian had already fallen asleep on the bed. When he opened the door, the clothes hanging by the bed were gently blown by the breeze, and the faint mint scent filled the entire dormitory.
Cheng Yan's eyes fell on the sleeping Xing Jian. He walked to the man's bed as if possessed by a ghost. For some reason, he reached out and pinched the man's nose.
Xing Jian's eyes were red from being suffocated. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Cheng Yan, who had withdrawn his hand. He said with a hint of sleepiness and confusion in his voice, "Brother Cheng, you're back."
Looking at Xing Jian, whose eyes were slightly red and who didn't know what had happened, a ridiculous thought suddenly flashed through Cheng Yan's mind - the little guy in front of him looked like a young wife waiting for her husband to come home from work.
But he quickly shook his head and dispelled this unrealistic idea. Whose young wife is a man, especially a man working in a warehouse.
"How did you take a shower today?" Cheng Yan frowned as he looked at Xing Jian's unchanged clothes.
Xing Jian's face instantly turned red when he was called out, and he stammered, "I, I didn't work today, I just went for a stroll, it's not dirty."
Cheng Yan lowered his head and sniffed Xingjian. He smelled nothing except the mint scent in the dormitory. Only then did he give up the urge to grab Xingjian and take him to take a shower.
He walked over to the table and fished in his trouser pockets, pulling out a small wad of bills and dropping them into the box above, "I've got some change in here, get the money for the shower from there."
Xing Jian finally came to his senses. He blinked his bright eyes and smiled, "Brother Cheng, when I get my salary, I'll give you half of it, but I'll keep half to send back to the village chief."
Cheng Yan, who had already walked to the door, did not look at Xing Jian. He said "whatever" and slammed the door and walked out.
After entering the warehouse to work, Xingjian showed good adaptability. Ma Xiangqian did not expect that such a little kid with thin arms and legs was surprisingly strong and extremely hardworking. After only one month in the warehouse, everyone in the warehouse was impressed by him.
"Xiaoxing, the workshop will need a box of nuts soon. There seems to be an idle box in the cold storage room. Please move it over later." Ma Xiangqian wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and shouted to Xingjian who was busy on the other side.
"Okay, Brother Ma, I'll go right away." After Xing Jian put the box of parts in his hand into the box, he wiped the sweat from his face and hurried towards the cold storage room.
Even in the scorching summer heat, the moment the door of the basement freezer was opened, Xing Jian shuddered from the cold air inside, and goose bumps instantly appeared on his arms. He rubbed his arms and walked inside.
The cold storage room usually contains some things that the machinery factory does not need, and few people come in to move things. Xingjian turned on the light in the basement, and the flickering light was a bit dazzling.
At this moment, Xingjian's mind was not here. As he walked in, he looked around at these old boxes to see if there were any clues about the explosion.
Suddenly Xingjian stopped and a strange object behind a pile of large wooden boxes caught his attention.
Only after Xing Jian got closer did he realize what it was. Wet incense ashes were crawling on the ground, as if forming some strange magic circle. However, the incense ashes in front of him were destroyed by something, and there were some unburned yellow papers scattered around.
At this moment, the flickering light suddenly went out with a "click". Xing Jian, who was standing in front of the magic circle, narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly: "Who is playing tricks here?"
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