They had no idea that Silly Zhu, who had everyone in the second cafeteria holding the reporting bucket on his bangs, was handing over to the only custodian of trash.
Four warehouses. It ranks last. Also known as the fourth warehouse. Judging from the number of custodians, it can be seen that the fourth warehouse is not taken seriously by everyone in the steel rolling mill. It is a situation where the father does not love the mother and the father does not love the mother.
More than ten years. A custodian situation has been maintained. If it weren't for the steel rolling mill's rule that people can't leave the warehouse, I guess this last custodian would have applied to be transferred to work elsewhere.
A real no-no zone. People at the steel rolling mill jokingly call the custodians of the fourth warehouse an unpopular department that is not even as popular as the cleaning department.
If you perform well in the cleaning department, you will be able to return to the original workshop one day, clean out the toilet and make achievements, and you may be assigned a few subordinates.
If you become a bad product warehouse clerk, you should not even think about transferring your job or changing your job. This is a place worse than jail.
Except loneliness. There is only loneliness. Working in this place will make you useless. I heard that Shazhu was coming to replace him.
Guo Laicheng, who had been a custodian for more than ten years, was as happy as the Chinese New Year. From the moment the announcement was sent out on the radio, he stood at the door, looking ahead like a stone, hoping that Silly Zhu would appear early.
One minute. ten minutes. thirty minutes. When Silly Zhu belatedly appeared in front of Guo Laicheng, the owner of the warehouse who had been watching for more than ten years felt as if he had met his biological father and mother.
That's called eagerness. Holding Silly Zhu's hand, he arrived at Warehouse No. 4 in three steps and two steps. Said it was a warehouse.
In fact, it is an open space the size of a standard playground, surrounded by walls more than two meters high. The only opening is a dilapidated wooden gate that will fall apart if moved slightly. On the right side of the gate, there is a row of bicycle sheds. On the left side of the semi-old shed is a 20-square-meter hut. It must be because someone stayed in it. It is shabby but sturdy.
According to the explanation given by the custodian. This cabin. It's the office of warehouse manager No. 4.
Silly Zhu followed Guo Laicheng in and saw a coal-burning stove on the ground. To the left of the stove, there was a table made of solid wood, with a kettle, a large teapot and a pile of folders with unknown contents on it. Behind it was a chair with a backrest.
Opposite the table, there is a row of filing cabinets against the wall. Inside, there are some bulging file bags made of kraft paper. I don’t know what is stuffed in them.
Silly Zhu guessed that it should be a statistical summary of the entry and exit of bad products in Warehouse No. 4 over the years. On top of the wall facing south.
Leave the windows open. The not-so-clean glass seems to act as a so-called privacy protection.
On both sides of the window, there are several words and phrases narrated by the old people. Due to the age, some dust has fallen on the slogans.
On both sides of the window on the north wall, there are two portraits of old people. After introducing the inside of the house. Guo Laicheng pulled Shazhu outside the courtyard again, pointed at the hill-like old garbage in front of him, and introduced it in detail.
"Master He, except for the custodian, you won't see a living outsider in our No. 4 warehouse all year round. Have you seen these things?" He kicked the waste bricks and wood in front of him.
"It's free for everyone. It's something that no one wants. It's just a pile of junk anyway, with no value at all. You'll know it later when you come here." The key in his hand.
It was stuffed into Shazhu's hand. There are three in total. One above the door, one above the house door. With the other remaining one, Shazhu glanced at the southeast corner. There seemed to be a cabin that was neither too big nor too small. He guessed that the third key should be the key to the lock of that cabin.
The man holding the pergola looked in that direction. I was just about to drag Guo Laicheng along. Then I heard Guo Laicheng eagerly saying goodbye to Shazhu.
"Master He, I have given you the keys. Warehouse No. 4 has been transferred from my hands, Guo Laicheng, to yours, Master He. The days are long and we will have a chance to drink together." After that.
The soles of his feet were greased and he jumped towards the door. An eager look. It was as if a wild dog was chasing me.
Seeing Guo Laicheng's figure running away for fear of being overtaken, Silly Zhu shook his head speechlessly, and then took steps, following the mountain-like pile of garbage, to the locked hut.
It must be because no one comes all year round. There was a lot of ash falling on the door, and even the chain link was covered with spider webs.
Silly Zhu cleaned off the cobwebs on the lock with his hands, inserted the key into the keyhole, and twisted it a few times, but the keyhole did not move at all.
It has not been opened for many years. Plus there is no maintenance. The spring inside the lock was rusty. Silly Zhu remembered that there was this discarded engine oil on the way he had just walked. He returned along the original path and found the discarded engine oil barrel on the ground. He carried it to the cabin and immersed the lock in the engine oil.
More than ten minutes passed. Realizing that the engine oil had lubricated all the rust inside the lock, Shazhu wiped the oil on the lock with a piece of waste paper and wiped the key back in.
Use a little force on your wrist. A slight kacha sound was heard. Looking at the lock in his hand, Silly Zhu had already opened it.
Remove the lock. Open the door. An old and decaying musty smell flowed into Shazhu's nasal cavity along the air. He subconsciously took a step back and vigorously fanned the air in front of his nasal cavity with his hands.
After waiting at the door of the house for almost ten minutes, feeling that the smell in the house had become lighter, Shazhu stepped in.
The light cord was found near the door. Pull hard. Just heard a snap.
The drawstring broke. Silly Zhu couldn't help but smile bitterly. This house. It looked like no one had been here for more than ten years, and even the pull cord was corroded and broken. The broken pull cord did its last part and turned on the light switch.
Under the dim light, there were piles of messy things. There were tables, chairs, books, and some large wooden boxes that were put together. Because they were covered with lids, I didn’t know what was inside.
Silly Zhu picked up as many empty spaces as possible and walked around. I thought about it inside and out. This is a house with an area of more than 70 square meters.
Ensuite. More than thirty square meters inside. The outside area is about forty square meters. They were all piled with chairs, stools and other sundries. Silly Zhu even saw some bottles and jars of porcelain. The appearance was really beautiful to the extreme.
I had a rough idea in mind. Silly Zhu returned the same way, repaired the light cord, and then locked the door.
