It's Wang Weidong.
The black iron rod he threw just now hit Wang Weidong with one blow!
Everyone was surprised at how fast this old driver was.
Director Han ran over and kicked the young man: "What a boy, how dare you run away."
The young man was fine and could slowly sit up, covering his head and groaning in pain.
It seems that Wang Weidong is holding back.
Director Han said solemnly: "You are lucky too. If you didn't have that rocker just now, your little life would be over!"
Then he raised his head and looked at Wang Weidong.
"Weidong, your technique is good. It's so far away and hits you right in the head. It's not easy."
Wang Weidong scratched his head: "Who asked us to be the driver? We have been playing with the rocker all day long, and we have developed a good hand."
The truck's crank handle is a solid iron pillar, weighing more than twenty kilograms. When plugged into the engine, it acts as a crank handle, and when thrown out, it becomes a hidden weapon.
Li Aiguo also came over with two police comrades, picked up the young man and threw him into the car.
"Oh, what are you trying to do? Now you have added another crime."
He walked up to Wang Wei again and said with a smile: "I thought you, kid, knew how to draw a gun."
Ha, I just forgot...
Wang Weidong could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "How can you show your gun to others so easily!"
"That's right..." Li Aiguo thought about it and felt a bit strange, but couldn't think of anything.
Wang Weidong used a towel to wipe off the red stain on the black crank handle, then inserted it into the engine, cranked the truck, and drove away from Pigeon Market.
As soon as the truck stopped at the door of the police station, the police comrades rushed the chickens, ducks, pigeons and the little pig into the police station.
This is evidence and cannot be lost.
All kinds of small animals barked randomly, and the police station suddenly looked like a vegetable market.
Then the person caught committed the crime.
Those farmers and a dozen ticket sellers could still walk into the police station.
The young man who stole the watch and the director of the supply and marketing cooperative had already loaded onto the truck, and Director Han had to ask several police comrades to carry them inside.
Fortunately for the young man, it is estimated that he will be released after being locked up for more than ten years, and he will still be able to see the fresh sunshine.
The director of the supply and marketing cooperative might be shot.
Wang Weidong secretly warned himself to be careful in everything.
Although there is no surveillance these days, there are countless human flesh monitors, the kind with intelligent analysis.
It was already early morning, and residents were getting up to go to work one after another.
People on the road, passing by the entrance of the police station, inevitably stopped to take a look when they saw such a large formation.
The people in the courtyard are no exception.
"Isn't that Wang Weidong from our compound? How come the gang is driving out of the station?"
"Maybe it's a help mission. I heard that Sha Zhu said that the factory specially arranged for Li Aiguo and Wang Weidong to open a small stove last night. The pig's head was stewed in vermicelli. It was very delicious."
"Looking at him and Director Han talking and laughing, they must have a good relationship."
"Tsk, tsk, you and Wang Weidong are so awesome now."
"Hey, there are some people in our compound who we need to pay attention to from now on."
"By the way, why didn't you see the third uncle this morning?"
People in the compound began to recall whether they had offended Wang Weidong.
Qin Huairu's face was ashen, and she walked away quickly, holding a patched cloth bag.
After the items in the truck were moved and the prisoners were taken away, Wang Weidong and Director Han exchanged a few words.
"Weidong, you are a good boy. Come to the police station more often in the future."
"Definitely, Han Suo, you will be my brother from now on."
Director Han:...
Waving goodbye to Director Han, Wang Weidong and Li Aiguo drove back to the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.
Along the way, Li Aiguo was sizing up Wang Weidong.
"Brother Patriot, what are you looking at?" Wang Weidong was a little embarrassed.
Li Aiguo looked away and shook his head with a smile: "You boy, your mouth is as sweet as honey. It would be a waste if you don't become a leader in the factory."
Wang Weidong stepped on the clutch and shifted gears while smiling bitterly: "Being a leader doesn't have the same freedom as being a truck driver. I drive a truck and run around every day."
"Leaders are all leaders, we are workers."
"Besides, I trust trucks more than people."
"As long as you take care of it, fill it with gas and step on the accelerator, it will run."
This sentence made Li Aiguo suddenly moved, and he sighed: "Yes, people are too complicated."
These seemingly touching words moved Wang Weidong's heart and asked:
"Brother Patriot, how did you leave the public security department and come to the steel rolling mill?"
"Of course he was pushed out!" Li Aiguo did not regard Wang Weidong as an outsider. He told Wang Weidong about the past that had been buried in his heart for decades.
It was not beyond Wang Weidong's expectation that Li Aiguo was a veteran, the type who had actually been on the battlefield and shed blood.
After retiring from the army, he was assigned to the public security department. As a result, he was too straight-tempered and offended many people.
Later he was transferred to the Red Star Rolling Mill.
Well, it’s the same no matter what era.
After arriving at the steel rolling mill, Li Aiguo saw through it and turned a blind eye to some things.
According to his previous temper, Si Zhu's incident of stealing braised chicken from the cafeteria a while ago would not be easily settled.
It was already noon when we returned to the steel rolling mill.
Wang Weidong parked the truck, and Yu Changsheng came out of the dispatch room with a lunch box.
"Changsheng, thank you for helping me run a trip yesterday."
"Thank you, who made you my brother?"
Wang Weidong saw that Niu Zhijun's truck was still parked: "Did Team Niu ask for leave?"
"It seems that his son is going to have an operation, and Slim Monkey will drive the car for him today." Yu Changsheng said, as if he remembered something, he turned and ran into the dispatch room and took out a dispatch table.
"Brother Wei Dong, you should have arranged these things. If you weren't here in the morning, I would make the decision and let the drivers start the train first."
Wang Weidong took the dispatch table and took a look at it. Yu Changsheng was the veteran of the team and the arrangements were very appropriate.
"You arranged it well."
Each driver in the fleet has a familiar route, and this should be taken into consideration when arranging the train schedule.
There are a few old drivers in the convoy with bad habits, so we should try to send them on long distances as little as possible.
Will affect family harmony.
"Brother Wei Dong, you haven't eaten yet, shall we?" Yu Changsheng ran into the dispatch room again and helped Wang Weidong get his lunch box.
"Wait a minute, I think the hub screw is a little loose."
Wang Weidong said, walked to the repair shop, found a 33mm wrench, tightened the screw, and then turned it back half a turn.
This made Yu Changsheng, who was holding two lunch boxes, a little emotional.
Wang Weidong will check the vehicle before each departure and after returning, and if any problems are found, they will be solved immediately.
Wang Weidong's truck also had the fewest breakdowns in the fleet.
Yu Changsheng became anxious when he saw workers coming out of the canteen one after another.
"Brother Wei Dong, let's go quickly. If you are later, there will be no food in the cafeteria."
Wang Weidong knew that in order to avoid waste, the food fried in the cafeteria of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill was basically not enough for the workers. If they went there later, they could only eat some cold cornmeal.
As for why Silly Zhu can get two boxes of leftovers every day, only Silly Zhu knows.
"Walk!"
He put the wrench in his waist, washed his hands in the sink, and then walked to the cafeteria with Yu Changsheng.
Well, for lunch, we had white radish stewed with carrots, which was too unpalatable.
...
After lunch, there was no sports car mission in the afternoon, so Yu Changsheng and Shouhou squatted in the leeward to bask in the sun.
Wang Weidong should have taken advantage of his free time in the afternoon to go to the hospital to see Mavericks.
It can be expected that Mavericks must have just undergone surgery not long ago, and a large number of people in the Niu family are busy working.
Going now will only cause more trouble.
Besides, he still had something important to do.
He entrusted Yu Changsheng to take care of the team, rode his bicycle, and wandered towards the factory gate.
"Brother Wei Dong, are you going to have something to do?" When the security officer at the door saw him, he was much more enthusiastic than before and hurriedly ran out and opened the door.
Last night, it was considered a vote of fame.
Wang Weidong smiled and took out the red box of flowers and gave one to each of the security officers.
Then he got on his bicycle and went straight to the police station.
Yan Bugui, wait for me.
