Although the fleet was back at work during the first month of the year, there were no dispatch missions, so those who were on duty were just there to get by.
But Wan Feng came at the wrong time. It was lunch time and there was only one night watchman in the convoy. The drivers had just left.
"Where does the nearest driver live?"
Compared to Wan Feng's fervent anxiety, the night watchman was as slow as water. "You want to hire a car? No use. No one will send one for you. I know these guys in the fleet too well. When they have nothing to do, they are so lazy that they want to hire two people to carry them. They won't send a car in this kind of weather."
Due to its special status, the headquarters fleet has not been contracted out yet and is still a big pot meal with many members. Unless there is a mission, no one would drive in the cold weather.
"Just tell me where the nearest person lives." As he spoke, Wan Feng threw down two bags of flat-top trucks.
The most expensive filter cigarettes sold in the store here are the foreign-flavored grape cigarettes at 28 cents, and the Red Elephant at 23 cents. They are not as valuable as the flat-head Qianmen.
The night watchman showed Wan Feng a way in exchange for two packs of cigarettes.
Following the night watchman's instructions, Wan Feng ran three hundred meters at full speed and arrived at the door of a house.
Zhai Liming is an ordinary young driver in the headquarters fleet, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and had just arrived home with a dark face.
He played poker in the motorcade this morning and lost more than five dollars playing at 246 cents. It would be strange if he looked happy.
His wife was a little afraid of him. When she saw him come back with a dark face, she knew that he might have lost money again. Like a frightened little rabbit, she quickly prepared food for him and heated a pot of wine for him.
Zhai Liming had just picked up the wine glass and hadn't even taken a sip when he turned around and saw a young man running to the gate of his house and then walking in.
"You want to hire a car to go to the county town? Can't you see I'm having dinner? Go find someone else!" Zhai Liming's nose and face are not a face.
I was already unhappy about losing money, and now someone came looking for a car. I'm unlucky enough. There are so many drivers in the fleet, and you actually found me. It would be strange if Zhai Liming had a good face.
The night watchman told Wan Feng that the driver closest to the convoy lost several dollars in the morning and probably wouldn't give him a good look.
In this situation, Wan Feng thought that talking was useless.
Wan Feng said nothing as he pulled a wad of money from his pocket and slammed it onto the kang: "One hundred yuan to take me to the Xingbei Store."
Seeing so much money, Zhai Liming took a deep breath. He didn't know what kind of disaster had come to him in the first month of the lunar year. He had not won a single gambling victory from the first day of the lunar year to today.
Although he didn't gamble big, he lost two or three dollars today and two or three dollars tomorrow, which was enough to wipe out his monthly salary.
His pockets are almost empty now, even smoking is a problem, he desperately needs money.
Although one hundred yuan was a lot of money, he was still unwilling to move.
"If you want to use the car, you have to ask the team leader for permission. I don't have the final say. I can only send the car if he agrees."
Wan Feng took out another hundred yuan and threw it on the kang: "This money should be enough for you to deal with your team leader. As for how much it will cost to deal with your team leader, I think you should know it yourself. The rest is yours. Come back and have dinner."
Two hundred yuan! If I give fifty yuan as a gift to my boss, there's absolutely no problem at all. The rest...
Zhai Liming finally got the motivation and jumped off the kang.
"Wait for me at the fleet. I guarantee the car will leave in half an hour. But you can't tell anyone how much you spent. Just say we're friends, and I'll take care of the rest."
I knew you could solve it. If you can't even solve this, you might as well go home and farm.
"That's fine."
After walking out of the door with Wan Feng, Zhai Liming disappeared like the wind, running faster than Wan Feng had come.
People need some motivation to live. A life without motivation is incomplete.
Zhai Liming kept his word and released the car half an hour later.
The feeling of riding a Jiefang is indeed incomparable to that of a tractor. At least your butt doesn’t get hurt.
"Master, what's your name?" Cigarettes were inevitable, so Wan Feng opened a pack of cigarettes and handed it to Zhai Liming's mouth, then put the pack of cigarettes into Zhai Liming's pocket.
"Miangui, the surname is Zhai, the two characters "Xi" on top and "Zhun" on the bottom, remove the two water drops."
A surname with very few people.
"Brother Zhai, I have to go save someone urgently, can you drive faster?"
"No problem, but don't drive too fast. Look, this road is covered in snow. If you go too fast, you might fall into the ditch and it will delay your trip."
Thinking about this, Wan Feng stopped urging him.
In the following time, Zhai Liming drove attentively and Wan Feng remained silent.
He was guessing what Zhang Xuan's current situation was.
She was at home and was not sick, but He Yanfei said in a few words that she was in very poor condition and seemed to be in danger of her life. This was a contradiction.
What is going on?
An hour and a half later, the car stopped in front of Xingbei Store.
"Little brother, are you going back? If you are, I will wait for you for a while."
Wan Feng shook his head: "I'm not going back, Master Zhai. We'll meet again if we're destined to. Goodbye."
After watching the car leave, Wan Feng took a deep breath and walked into Xingbei Store.
Of course I can't go to Zhang Xuan's house empty-handed.
Wan Feng bought six gifts and walked into the alley on the side of Xingbei Store.
A few minutes later he appeared at the door of Zhang Xuan's house.
Wan Feng pushed open the half-open wooden door and walked into the yard. When he was halfway to the yard, He Yanxia came out of the house and blocked Wan Feng's way.
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