Chapter 169
Lei Tingjun drove back to Pingdong City overnight.
He wasn't at the construction site that day, and Ah Qiang was in charge of the transportation team, so nothing went wrong.
Ah Qiang knew that Lei Tingjun would make time to visit Miss Ji every Saturday without fail.
Around 10 p.m., everyone was still awake, drinking and playing cards in the dormitory.
The entire dormitory was noisy and chaotic.
None of the men who work there don't smoke or play cards; the ground is littered with cigarette butts, filled with smoke, and they all reek of sweat.
The dormitory room for sixteen people was a temporary construction site tent of about thirty square meters. It was spacious, with a three-meter aisle distance between each bunk bed.
But the stench of sweat from a bunch of rough, uncouth men was unbearable.
Several men, wearing flip-flops and not paying much attention to hygiene, were looking at the cards in their hands while smoking cigarettes, and occasionally taking off their flip-flops to scratch their toes.
An electric fan on the table was whirring and spinning, with the fan speed turned up to the highest setting.
The ground was littered with peanut shells and beer bottles.
When Lei Tingjun returned, he could still hear someone in the dormitory excitedly shouting, "Fuck your mother, a pair of A's, eat them!"
Lei Tingjun kicked the door open with a loud bang.
The room fell silent, and everyone turned their heads in unison.
Seeing Lei Tingjun's expressionless face, holding a television set in one hand and carrying a heavy stack of books on his back, his dark and cold eyes silently swept around the room.
The aura emanating from that person was so palpable that no one dared to speak.
Ah Qiang was the first to react. He grinned and immediately dropped the playing cards in his hand, jumping off the bed: "Brother Lei, you're back!"
"Wow, Brother Lei, you actually bought a TV!" A-Qiang turned around and said to everyone, "Hehe, we're so lucky now, we'll have a TV to watch! Brother Lei is so good to us brothers."
The rest of the brothers reacted and rushed forward to greet them.
"Brother Lei, let me take it."
"Thunder, you've worked hard, have some water!"
"Brother Lei, please have a seat. You must be tired from driving back and forth!"
Lei Tingjun frowned, handed the TV to A-Qiang, and told him to move it to the table and set it up. He said in a deep voice, "What kind of mess is this? Is your own room a doghouse?"
A few observant people quickly went outside to get brooms and dustpans, swept up all the peanut shells on the table and the wine bottles on the ground, and then put away the playing cards as well.
The others quickly and quietly stuffed their smelly clothes and socks from the head of their beds under their pillows.
Lei Tingjun glanced around, sat down in the middle of the room, and said, "I bought a TV. From now on, we'll watch TV every night. Don't drink anymore. Drinking will cause problems the next day. We're all drivers, and if something happens, no one can take responsibility."
Ah Qiang, Lei Tingjun's number one follower, immediately said, "Brother Lei is right. From now on, we'll just watch TV to pass the time at night and stop drinking."
Immediately, someone in the dormitory stood up and said, "Then I'll go connect the antenna and see how many channels I can receive!"
The workers were used to being undisciplined and fond of gambling and drinking, but they obeyed Lei Tingjun's discipline the only one.
Lei Tingjun pondered for a moment. It seemed that if he wanted to bring this group of undisciplined soldiers back on track, he could no longer let them be as disorganized and undisciplined as before.
After all, they are a truck-driven transport team; if this continues, it will inevitably lead to major problems sooner or later.
He needs to come up with a set of disciplinary rules for the transport team.
Lei Tingjun glanced at the "Reference News" magazine he had bought, thought for a moment, and then got up to take a cold shower.
He came out of the shower with a towel draped over his shoulder, his hair still wet, wearing only a black vest that revealed his well-defined shoulders and muscular chest.
Thunder Army was in a relaxed state at this moment; the muscles in his arms and abdomen would only become visible when he exerted a little force.
His muscles were the result of years of hard work and exercise, like a strong and powerful leopard in the jungle, with explosive power hidden beneath his bones and skin, containing a tremendous burst of energy.
The explosive power that can cripple someone with a single punch.
In the survival rules of male groups, they often subdue many weaker individuals simply by exerting an overwhelming and visible force of dominance.
Lei Tingjun understood this principle when he was seven years old.
But now he realizes that to accomplish great things, brute force alone is not enough.
Suppression by force is physiological; but convincing people through wisdom is what truly earns their trust from the bottom of their hearts.
He needs to use more wisdom to harness and manage the wisdom of these subjugated people.
Books will provide him with the answers to these questions.
The external antenna was connected quickly.
The dormitory workers excitedly gathered around the TV. After a flash of static, a TV channel finally appeared, broadcasting the evening drama, the currently popular "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".
A group of men were extremely excited, circling the television and refusing to move, their eyes glued to the screen.
Lei Tingjun lay alone on the bed, flipping through the "Reference News".
The magazine's political commentary and the latest news about political figures opened up a new world for Lei Tingjun.
He quickly immersed himself in it, like a sponge, thirstily absorbing new knowledge and theories.
Three days later, Lei Tingjun picked up a pen and personally drafted ten rules for the transport team, which he regarded as the core discipline of the 'Thunder Transport Team' and posted in the dormitory.
Let all the drivers and workers of the 'Thunder Transport Team' come and learn.
The most important rule is that drinking alcohol is absolutely prohibited the day before a trip.
Secondly, there was the internal affairs rectification.
Next came the rectification of attendance discipline.
Although the ten regulations are few, they are listed one by one and address the bad habits that Lei Tingjun saw in the transportation team.
Everyone complained bitterly in private, but dared not utter a word of complaint in front of Lei Tingjun.
Who told him to be the terrifying 'Thunder Tiger'?
Somehow, the nickname "Thunder Army" ended up being used by the Eastern Factory to refer to the transport team.
Even some of Lei Tingjun's coworkers, who are more than ten years older than him, would politely call him "Brother Lei".
After a few days of implementing the ten regulations, the dormitories have indeed become cleaner and tidier.
The vehicle dispatch schedule is also based on a shift schedule, so anyone can go on duty and everyone can earn money.
Taking turns is more disciplined and fair than before, when things were scattered and disorganized.
Every evening at seven o'clock, Lei Tingjun would organize everyone to watch the news broadcast with him.
Lei Tingjun usually doesn't object to them watching whatever channels they want, but he insists that they watch the news together at 7 p.m.
There weren't many programs broadcast on TV to begin with, so people didn't really object to that.
But as people watched the news, they suddenly realized that while those people outside were busy with construction and making a fortune in business, it seemed that they were really not ambitious, as they spent their days driving around and then holed up in their dorms drinking and playing cards.
Lei Tingjun pointed at the news broadcast and said, "Work hard with me, and in the future, you will also be on TV news and be interviewed."
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