Chapter 7 7: Bored He Yuzhu
Businessmen often say that harmony brings wealth, and Lou Bancheng has always insisted on this.
Therefore, Lou Bancheng did very well in terms of staying with his subordinates.
When He Daqing said that he wanted his son He Yuzhu to come over and learn to drive, the chef was surprised as to why the cook's son wanted to drive?It was still very honorable to give him an apprenticeship.
At that time, when you were learning to drive, you first learned from the master in the factory. Then the master thought you were good enough and then recommended you to take the test.
Then you can take the exam with the letter of introduction issued by the factory.
It is said that the exam is very difficult. If you make the wrong punctuation mark during the written test, you may fail!
Well, if you write online articles like us and mess with punctuation marks, then you have no chance of getting a certificate! Naturally, learning to drive is not just about cranking the crank and turning the car, but just getting up and holding the steering wheel firmly.
At least you have to learn how to repair cars first.
At that time, the masters who taught apprentices would always beat or scold them, which was more ruthless than apprentices in many industries.
Because the driver had an accident and was either dead or disabled.
So glory comes with risks.
I very much suspect that the experienced drivers at that time were all a little manic.
Moreover, everyone who works as a driver has to check their parentage. If He Daqing had not given up the family business of selling steamed buns early, he might not be qualified to learn.
By the way, if Wu Dalang gave up the family business, wouldn't he have to die? Because the units that drivers entered and exited were basically focused on protection at that time.
Moreover, when drivers run long distances, most of them have security personnel armed with guns to escort the vehicles, and sometimes the drivers are also armed with guns.
Therefore, being able to run around and be equipped with a gun is naturally better than being a cook for He Yuzhu who has been reduced to this era.
Men, how many don’t like guns?
I introduced a master whose surname was Qi, Qi Lu. It seemed that his ancestral home was Shandong.
His figure certainly lives up to his name.
There is no slap-in-the-face , he didn't slap He Yuzhu in the face to make him behave.
Instead, he smiled and taught He Yuzhu how to start by cleaning tools!While the car was being repaired, He Yuzhu was watching from the side and did not avoid him.
Later it became clear that Master Qilu was originally seconded from the old district. After he taught a few reliable people, he still wanted to return to his hometown.
So He Yuzhu never encountered the kind of question where he pointed at the tool and asked what it wrong answer is a slap in the face.
Until you answer, this is my life, is the correct answer.
So He Yuzhu was very amused, and after being amused, he felt bored.
For a modern soul to memorize by rote, various parts must be disassembled, cleaned one by one, and reassembled.
I felt very interested in it for a day or time goes by, I become depressed.
Why didn't we meet by chance?
Why is there no slap-in-the-face plot?
Why didn't you find anything that could be improved? It’s quite depressing anyway!
So I took aim at He Daqing's blind date career and prepared to help.
Only when He Daqing gets married will he buy a house and separate from him, then he can be free.
Let a modern soul call daddy to a dead fish face every day.
Even if I am the protagonist, the treatment is still very depressing.
The only thing that can comfort him is the cute little boy He Yuyu.
Recently, He Yuyu is losing his teeth, so He Yuzhu puts two toffees in his pocket every day.
While talking to the cute girl about the harmful effects of eating sugar, he stuffed toffee into the child's mouth.
Did He Yuyu think that his current brother was crazy? Every day when I see Yi Zhonghai, I still call him Uncle He Daqing had already asked He Daqing to take 20 and found two people who used to eat street them to recognize the person, and let them find an opportunity to knock off the other person's leg after half a month.
Of course, I definitely kept a beard and looked for it, and also painted my who sees it is a yellow-faced man in his thirties, with a mole on his face and a slight limp! I shaved off my beard when I got home and decided to shave every day from now , the mole was gone, and the hair was changed from the original pot-top to a flat top.
So, half a month later, who knew it was me? (End of this chapter)