MMB Chapter 120 was originally intended as a brief appearance, but it turned out to be an unexpected del
Chapter 120 was originally intended as a brief appearance, but it turned out to be an unexpected del
Chapter 120 was originally just meant to be a brief appearance, but it turned out to be an unexpected delight.
The clothing factory wasn't too far from the steel rolling mill.
The steel rolling mill was in Dongcheng District, and the clothing factory was in Chaoyang District. The distance between them was only about 20 li (approximately 10 kilometers).
That's right, the road isn't very smooth.
Fortunately, Shen Zhishou is incredibly steady.
The directions given by Lan Ninghui next to her were quite unique, just like the navigation prompts of later generations, and the voice was incredibly pleasant.
"Turn left in 200 meters!"
"Go straight at the fork in the road ahead!"
It wasn't a broadcaster's voice; it had a soft, gentle Wu dialect accent, but it was still quite pleasant to listen to.
She's beautiful, has a lovely voice, and is incredibly charming!
Shen Zhishou felt that if Lan Ninghui went to the publicity department to work as an announcer or host, she would definitely be very popular.
Anecdotes from two lifetimes!
But it's clear that someone of their stature probably wouldn't even look down on this kind of work.
Soon, the clothing factory arrived.
The security guard at the gate stopped the truck, and Lan Ninghui took out the pass and handed it over.
The other party conducted a simple check, then returned to the guard post and made a phone call directly to the factory. A moment later, the barrier was moved aside.
Compared to the level of vigilance of the security personnel at the clothing factory, the security department of the steel rolling mill is a complete novice.
After all, in the original storyline, Bang Geng casually entered the steel mill's kitchen to steal soy sauce.
Let alone a child, a key unit like a steel rolling mill wouldn't allow a child to enter so easily. If someone were to cause trouble, it would be too late.
The car entered the clothing factory, and under Lan Ninghui's guidance, it eventually drove to a spacious square in front of a warehouse.
The car came to a complete stop.
Shen Zhishou jumped out of the car first and saw that Lan Ninghui was still sitting in the passenger seat without moving. He immediately realized that she was waiting for him to open the car door for her!
Remembering that Wang Chenggong had opened the passenger door for him when they set off, Shen Zhishou naturally had to learn from his superior and not neglect this head of the materials department.
As the other person got out of the car, Shen Zhishou opened the door and, considering that the running board was still a bit high off the ground, reached out to help them.
Surprisingly, Shen Zhishou heard a "thank you".
You're too kind!
Shen Zhishou smiled.
It's just a matter of lending a hand, why should I thank you?
Lan Ninghui simply nodded and walked towards the warehouse management office of the clothing factory next door.
Shen Zhishou followed behind; he was tall and strong, and looked a lot like a bodyguard.
Lan Ninghui handed over the pickup slip directly. The warehouse manager of the clothing factory saw the slip and immediately led the two of them to the warehouse next door and opened the warehouse door.
"Section Chief Lan, all the work clothes from your steel rolling mill are here, a total of 25,000 sets!"
"However, our clothing factory is currently short-staffed, so you'll have to trouble you to carry these clothes onto the truck yourselves!"
"I'm so sorry!"
"As you know, there's fighting in the southwest, and our factory is under a lot of production pressure!"
The warehouse manager at the clothing factory looked very cautious.
Lan Ninghui's expression was not good.
His face, already shrouded in frost, looked even colder now.
"Section Chief Lan, well then, I'll get to work!"
Seeing that Lan Ninghui was about to get angry, Shen Zhishou stepped forward, easily picked up a stack of clothes that was at least five meters high, and strode towards the location of the truck.
Then, Shen Zhishou gently tossed the bundled clothes into the truck bed.
This stack of clothes, five meters high, contains four hundred sets; these are summer styles!
Then there are winter coats, which will be heavy!
However, with Shen Zhishou's truck, it would take at least four or five trips to transport 25,000 sets of work clothes.
"Section Chief Lan, why don't you take a break over there? We'll finish loading the truck soon!"
When Shen Zhishou returned, he greeted Lan Ninghui and then continued with his work.
Five-meter-high stacks of clothes seemed to weigh nothing in his hands; he easily picked them up, tossed them onto the car, and made one trip after another!
It took just over half an hour, and the truck was fully loaded.
Shen Zhishou tied it up with rope, then looked at Lan Ninghui and said, "Section Chief Lan, are you coming back with me, or will you wait here for me to return?"
"I'll go with you!"
Lan Ninghui thought about it and finally decided to go back to the steel rolling mill with Shen Zhishou. She planned to talk to the logistics director and ask him to arrange for at least two porters to go with them.
Although Shen Zhishou lifted the clothes with ease, 25,000 sets of clothes would weigh about 10 to 20 tons, or possibly even more.
Before this, Lan Ninghui had never actually calculated it.
After all, in the past, when transporting work clothes, the garment factory's porters were responsible for loading them onto the trucks, and they only needed to haul the items back to the steel rolling mill.
This is the first time I've encountered this situation.
Shen Zhishou had already memorized the way back. He thought he wouldn't hear Lan Ninghui's pleasant prompting tone, but to his surprise, she still dutifully provided the prompts.
When the truck arrived at the steel rolling mill, the security department saw that it belonged to their own transportation department and released it without conducting any inspection.
Shen Zhishou really wanted to say, "You should at least check it. What if there are enemy agents lurking in this car?"
However, he only muttered it to himself.
If he were to say it out loud, the security personnel would not only lose face, but they would also definitely have a problem with him, and might even cause trouble for their transportation department in the future.
Since the factory leaders don't care, why should a driver who's just coasting along think so much?
The vehicle arrived at the logistics and supplies department warehouse.
Without Lan Ninghui even having to ask, someone called people over to move the items.
When Lan Ninghui saw how fast these people were moving things, she couldn't help but take a second look at Shen Zhishou. This person's body was just too strong!
After stacks of work clothes were delivered to the warehouse, Lan Ninghui even went to try them on.
I used all my strength, but I couldn't move an inch.
Lan Ninghui could deduce that the stack of clothes weighed at least four or five hundred pounds, or even more!
Then, Lan Ninghui thought of Shen Zhishou's effortless tossing of the stacks of clothes, and her gaze towards Shen Zhishou became much more intense. This man's strength is just too great!
Seeing how hard everyone was carrying the load, Shen Zhishou realized that if they continued like this, he would be stuck with the clothing factory all day.
Finally, Shen Zhishou climbed onto the truck, threw stacks of clothes off, and handed them over to the factory workers to sort through.
The people responsible for moving the materials were all people who had moved materials with Shen Zhishou before. They all knew that Shen Zhishou was quite strong, so they didn't think much of it.
"Section Chief Lan, shall we go?"
"Walk!"
Lan Ninghui immediately abandoned the idea of finding two more people to help move the clothes. With more people, the work might not even be as fast as Shen Zhishou working alone.
That's right, it's putting too much strain on Shen Zhishou!
After thinking it over, Lan Ninghui decided to apply for more subsidies for Shen Zhishou.
I'll treat him to another meal at noon as a way of thanking him.
To be honest, all factories are very busy these days.
Lan Ninghui couldn't very well find fault with the clothing factory.
On the way back to the clothing factory, Lan Ninghui continued to provide navigation instructions, and apart from that, she did not have any verbal communication with Shen Zhishou.
Upon arriving at the clothing factory warehouse area, the warehouse door was reopened, and Shen Zhishou, just as before, finished loading the truck in half an hour.
Rotary rolling mill, unloading!
Then continue!
I made three trips in one morning.
On the fourth trip, halfway through the journey, Lan Ninghui suddenly asked Shen Zhishou to stop the car.
"It's lunchtime, let me treat you to lunch!"
"Uh? Thank you, boss!"
Shen Zhishou was quite shocked to hear that Lan Ninghui wanted to treat him to dinner, but only a fool would refuse a free meal, especially since it was clearly going to a restaurant.
Shen Zhishou parked the car on the side of the road and followed Lan Ninghui into the state-run restaurant next door.
It was lunchtime, and two tables were already occupied in the restaurant lobby. One of the tables clearly didn't belong to any respectable people; in this weather, some of them were shirtless and spoke with extremely vulgar language.
Shen Zhishou naturally let Lan Ninghui sit in the seat against the wall, while he sat outside, with the table behind him that was clearly not a good place.
When he sat down, Shen Zhishou had already looked at them and concluded that they were probably street thugs.
During this period, it's quite audacious that such a group of hooligans dared to gather together.
These days, people who hang out on the streets usually keep a low profile. No matter what kind of person they are in private, they don't dare to be too arrogant in public.
After all, in this day and age, the probability of eating peanuts is very high.
Shen Zhishou was only slightly surprised that this group of people had gathered together, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he looked at Lan Ninghui and asked her what they wanted to eat for lunch.
State-run restaurants all have a small blackboard that lists what's on offer that day.
"Let's eat dumplings!"
Lan Ninghui's eyes lit up when she saw the words "pork and scallion dumplings" written on the blackboard, and her voice was filled with excitement.
Shen Zhishou didn't understand why this person cared so much about dumplings, but the person who treated them had the most important thing to do!
How much would you like to eat?
"One bowl is enough for me!"
Lan Ninghui raised her hand to smooth her hair, turned her gaze away from the small blackboard, and a bright smile bloomed on her face.
That smile alone brought her to life; her smile was captivating, as if it were a reflection of reality.
Shen Zhishou's heart trembled.
This woman is so alluring!
Compared to Qin Huairu's sexy charm, Lan Ninghui possessed an indescribable allure—the kind of allure that made people's hearts itch with desire.
Shen Zhishou swallowed hard and quickly got up to order food.
One bowl was enough for Lan Ninghui, and Shen Zhishou didn't want to go too far. Besides, he still had to work after eating, so he didn't ask for more. He only asked for four bowls, making a total of five bowls, which cost one yuan.
Shen Zhishou naturally paid the money first.
When Shen Zhishou paid the bill and turned around, he saw that at the table where the thugs had been sitting, a bald man was getting up, shaking his head and staggering. He had a sly look in his eyes. After taking a few steps, he seemed to be drunk and lost his balance, and fell towards the spot where Lan Ninghui was sitting.
Lan Ninghui only realized the man was falling towards her belatedly, and before she could react, the bald man who was about to hit her was sent flying.
Bang!
The bald man flew high into the air, then fell heavily onto the dining table where the group of people were eating.
Many of the dishes on the table were broken, but the table itself stood firmly in place.
Sure enough, movies and TV shows are all lies!
Looking at the intact dining table, Shen Zhishou thought of the fight scenes in movies and TV dramas, where a simple smash would shatter the table, but here, when this person smashed it, the table only wobbled.
"You all better behave yourselves and squat down properly!"
Before the thugs could grab the stools, Shen Zhishou pulled out the Colt M1911 he had obtained from the security department.
These people are just street thieves, involved in petty theft, fighting, and bludgeoning; they've done it all before, and occasionally they even use knives.
But no one dares to use guns anymore!
These days, those who dare to openly pull out guns on the street are basically government employees.
"Comrade, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"
"My brother was just drunk; he didn't mean to do anything!"
"Baldy, stop playing dead and talk!"
A person squatting on the ground half-squatted down and pulled the bald man who was still lying on the dining table down, making him talk.
The bald man was badly hurt; he must have broken several ribs, but the exact number depends on his luck.
But at this moment, when the bald man saw the thing in Shen Zhishou's hand, he couldn't bother to grumble anymore.
"Comrade, it's a misunderstanding, it really is a misunderstanding!"
"Do you think I'm an idiot?"
Shen Zhishou is still unaware of these people's tactics?
The dowry was drunk and unsteady on its feet. The man took advantage of the situation and made unwanted advances. The woman suffered a loss but had no way to speak up. Meanwhile, these people boasted about their despicable deeds as their own great achievements.
This is a bunch of scum!
If it's up to Shen Zhishou, then they should all be taken to the mine for re-education until they die!
At that moment, the chefs from the state-run restaurant rushed out of the kitchen, carrying rolling pins in their hands.
"Who's causing trouble?"
"This is outrageous!"
The chubby chef holding a rolling pin over a meter long was quite intimidating.
When he saw the pistol in Shen Zhishou's hand, he was stunned for a moment, a little nervous, and asked, "Comrade, may I ask which unit you are from?"
"From the Transportation Department of the Third Steel Rolling Mill!"
Shen Zhishou wasn't lying. "Could someone please go to the nearest police station and report that a group of lawbreakers have gathered here, and they seem to be trying to disrupt social stability?"
These words immediately threw the thugs squatting on the ground into a panic.
The one who spoke to Shen Zhishou first completely changed his expression and reached behind his waist.
But how could he possibly succeed when his actions were right under Shen Zhishou's nose?
Shen Zhishou took a step forward and kicked out, sending the man flying sideways. His back slammed into the leg of the stool behind him, and he immediately vomited blood, his hands hanging limply at his sides.
Shen Zhishou quickly walked to the man's side, hooked him with his foot, and the man fell to the ground, exposing his back. On his waist was a pistol.
This is a Browning M1900, commonly known as a gun brand pistol.
This gun isn't something an ordinary street thug would own.
Shen Zhishou wondered to himself, "Could it be that I've stumbled upon a big fish by accident?"
His original intention was simply to make a good impression on the beautiful female leader and try to leave a better impression on Lan Ninghui, after all, she was a woman that even Li Huaide was wary of!
Unexpectedly, this turned out to be a pleasant surprise!
Sure enough, I do have some luck!