The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 283 Meeting in the synagogue

When a car engine sounds, ordinary people may just feel it doesn't matter, and it doesn't affect them much.

But when ninety vehicles start up at the same time, the noise produced by the engines may be unbearable for ordinary people.

Li Feng is like this now. He only feels irritable in his heart. After so many days, he still can't get used to the sound. He only feels his ears buzzing, as if someone is setting off firecrackers continuously.

Even when I fall asleep at night, my dreams are filled with the noise of the engine.

"Deputy Section Chief, there's a call. The fuel truck is at the door!"

Tong Erduo, the duty officer, ran over from the small building, glanced enviously at the classmates who were driving, and then hurriedly reported to Li Fenghui.

It was estimated that time was almost up. They had to supervise them during class time during the day. There was no one in the office, so Li Feng had to arrange for an on-duty person.

"What did you say, louder?"

The parking lot was dusty. Even if it was cleaned in the morning, the car would still be dusty when it came back from a team practice. Li Feng picked his ears, moved his head closer to Tong's ears, and asked hurriedly.

"The gas delivery truck is here and I need you to sign for release!"

Tong Er didn't realize how loud the noise was. He glanced at Deputy Section Chief Li helplessly, formed his hands into the shape of a trumpet, and shouted even harder.

Now Li Feng heard clearly, his face relaxed a little, and he gave a false alarm. He didn't just tell himself to start working. He waved his hand, drove the attendant back, and trotted towards the door on his feet.

Not to mention, the cars here now are like beasts that swallow oil. With such a large quantity, the gasoline consumed is enough to pay Li Feng's salary for several years.

After arriving at the door, checking the vehicle and signing, several tank trucks drove in one after another, and then the empty tank trucks were driven out. Just like that, Li Feng was instantly fat.

Fortunately, the delicious food is brought by the cook here on a tricycle to the opposite courtyard. Otherwise, Li Feng would have to run to the door countless times every day.

"Why are you driving? What are you looking around for? Watch the car in front of you and keep the speed consistent!"

Seeing the female student looking at him in bewilderment in the car, Li Feng guessed that she might not have heard, so he waved his hand in advance, as if he remembered what happened in the shower that day. He felt a little want to laugh, but also a little serious, with a complicated expression on his face. .

What I want to laugh about is that a group of young lesbians who have taken a shower and are in full bloom are in a compound with overflowing male hormones. No matter how strict your management is, you can't control those tricks. After all, some of them may just go to the bathroom. The team can only see a few female soldiers.

Now when I see the pretty girls, with their watery faces and rosy little faces, but the old men hiding in front of the windows, my mouth is watering with greed, such is human nature.

If Li Feng's eyes weren't so cunning, he wouldn't have been able to see the envy and jealousy in their eyes when they turned away from him.

Seriously, that conversation with Staff Officer Lei.

I don’t know why at that time, he suddenly talked to himself about things in the southwest. When he led the troops and started to get angry, he remembered that it would be more than ten years later, and he was from the south. Why did he care about the southwest now? Something happened.

Little did he know that after he, a little butterfly, incited Zheng Chaoyang at the Beijing Station, he actually went to find the person in charge at the Southwest Station, Xia Jicheng.

After getting an answer that was similar to Li Feng's judgment, Zheng Chaoyang started to pay attention. Because of this little butterfly, the workload of the Southwest Station was suddenly full.

And coincidentally, Xia Chengcheng and Staff Officer Lei were alumni of the same school and real comrades who had been in the trenches. One was outspoken in the open, and the other was deep-minded in the dark. They worked together to forge loyalty for the new country. .

It's a pity that the ending is not that good. The casualty rate on the hidden front is not much lower than that on the front line. Even Xia Suiyi, who is as cunning as a fox, has to pay something at the last moment in order to gain success. Retreat.

Although he retired due to his missing limbs, he actually has more experience in the hidden front than Zheng Chaoyang. If it weren't for his physical condition, I'm afraid he would theoretically be the person in charge of the Beijing Station.

Even so, Southwest Station is still a big station. After all, the capital of the country can be over there.

The imagination is a bit far away. Li Feng, who is standing on the spot, wonders whether Staff Lei will adopt his opinion. Fighting between two people is not just playing house. There will be a big difference between intention and unintentional, especially on the battlefield with a mysterious situation and time. It's human life.

"Coach Li, smoke, have a cigarette!"

The driver who had been rotated aside looked a little tired and looked at Coach Li standing there in a daze. He took out the big front door from his pocket, handed it over respectfully, and then picked up the matches with him.

"Stop looking for it, use this!"

After receiving the cigarette from the student, Li Feng looked at him in a hurry and took out the lighter from Lou's family. He opened it with a "ding" sound, lit it and handed it over.

"Hey, match machine, this thing looks familiar!"

After lighting up the two pipes, they started smoking. The student's casual words seemed to remind Li Feng. He squinted at the student and recalled his family background in the file.

"It looks familiar, but there aren't many of these things!"

Li Feng took the lighter back, pretending to be a treasure, and tried to trick the student into telling him when he had seen this lighter.

"There aren't many, and it's hard to get match tickets, not to mention this thing. I seem to have seen this thing when I was at home when I was a child. At that time, Deputy Section Chief Lou should have been holding it!"

Sure enough, this thing is probably not that simple. The Lou family is really a gangster, and the cooperation between the two parties is silent. Now that Lao Lou has taken this lighter and went to their house, I am afraid that their house will also not that simple.

"Qianbala, tell me, your father doesn't seem to be in the factory, right? I remember it was your mother who brought you to apply. Deputy Section Chief Lou also visited your house?"

Thanks also to Zheng Chaoyang for the file, which was much more detailed than the one in the factory. Coupled with Li Feng's "photographic memory" ability, he immediately thought of how deep the roots of the Lou family were.

"My dad is a sailor, and he often travels on ships. He only comes back every ten days and a half, and sometimes it takes more than a month. If my mother doesn't take me, I don't dare to come!"

After all, he was a young man, so he was easy to fool, so he didn't hear Li Feng's intention to pry, so he told Coach Li all the trivial things at home.

Li Feng, who squinted his eyes slightly, nodded slightly. The profession of seaman is really relatively rare now.

In this era, most people were still fishermen. Since Qianbala's mother was in the factory, she was probably inextricably linked to the Lou family, so she brought this "lighter token" to Deputy Chief Lou. In the past, we can see the general.

"Hey, you noticed it. Deputy Section Chief Lou gave it to me when he left. Of course, he may not have approved it."

Patting the young man's shoulder, Li Feng made an action that all smokers would understand: your matches and my lighter, that belongs to all the brothers. What old smoker has never forgotten to return his friend's lighter.

"Hehe, then you got something for nothing, this thing is not easy to handle!" "Coach Li, will there be a car coming later? This has never belonged to me. I always look at other people's cars. Isn't this..."

After chatting for a long time, Qianbala rubbed his hands in embarrassment and told his purpose. He saw fifty cars the first time, thirty cars the second time, and only ten cars the third time. He saw how little had increased. Well, there are still nearly half of the students who have not decided on a vehicle, so they are anxious to get angry.

What's the purpose of coming here? Isn't it just to train hard, pass the exam, and get a driver's license? If I can get a job, that would be even better.

Seeing that the first step was difficult, I didn't choose to stand on the driver's seat and raise my hands, and my thighs were swollen.

"What is yours? It belongs to the public. Who told you that your test score was a little low? You got a high score and you got on the bus. You were not brave enough and you were not good at studying. You said that if you were me, the bus I can’t tell you apart.”

After finishing his cigarette, Li Daceng lifted up his pants and refused to recognize anyone. He talked about the truth and summed it up in one sentence: If you don't have a car, you will lose your life.

I am still waiting eagerly. I haven't been contacted in a few days to pick up the car. It seems that the boss has been drained.

"Coach Li, I just called and I want you to answer it in person!"

The dumbfounded Qianbala wanted to grab Coach Li, have a heart-to-heart talk with the organization, and express his pursuit of progress. However, he was interrupted by Tong Er who came running over there huffing and puffing.

"You want me to pick it up in person?"

After a little understanding of the parking lot, Li Feng's ears finally worked a little better. Looking at Tong Er, who was blushing and sticking out his tongue, he couldn't help but frown, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"Yes, he directly said your name. When I asked who the other person was, he didn't tell me. His voice was rather stern and he directly told you to pick it up. I didn't dare to say anything more and ran over quickly!"

Tong Er was breathing heavily, and it was obvious that he was frightened by the person on the phone. The person who could call Li Feng by his name was obviously older than his official, and much older.

After patting his forehead, Li Feng felt that his scalp was numb at this time. He licked the corners of his mouth and moved his legs stiffly towards the office like clockwork. It felt like he was going to the execution ground.

Tong Er looked at Coach Li's retreating back. He just wanted to take a breath and rest, but he had no choice but to follow him again, leaving Qianbala alone in the wind.

Pushing open the door to the room and looking at the red phone placed horizontally on the table, Li Feng swallowed, his heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed it.

"Wai, I'm Li Feng!"

"There will be a meeting at 03:30 in the afternoon. Go directly to the Great Hall. Wear formal attire!"

The person on the phone did not give his name, but the commanding tone in his voice did not allow Li Feng to refuse, and he would not be stunned at this moment. He nodded and bowed repeatedly. Tong Er, who was standing at the door, peeked inside secretly, feeling that Li Feng The coach seems like a loser now.

"Yes, received~!"

No need to ask which hall, Li Feng, who knew it well, quickly agreed.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, he saw that he had plenty of time. Li Feng brought his arm to his nose and smelled it, then frowned slightly. The clothes were ready-made, but he hadn't showered for so many days, so they might have a bit of a smell.

"Tong Er, go and bring me all the thermos bottles in the dormitory. I'll wipe myself down!"

It was the first time that he went to such a solemn place. Li Feng did not allow himself to harbor dirt and evil. Not to mention the fragrance, at least he had to be clean inside and out, so he simply used the attendants as orderlies.

Li Feng was nodding and hunching just now. After answering the phone, he looked like he was about to take a shower. Tong Er, with a grimace, watched Coach Li rummaging through the cabinets looking for clothes. He didn't bother to ask if the girls' dormitory could be entered, so he just ran away.

During lunch time, Li Feng, with a new look, couldn't help but make people's eyes brighten. The female students' big eyes were looking straight here. Who made him not cut his hair for so many days? After washing it a little, Sanqi was so One point, he is a bit handsome.

Especially compared to those drivers who looked haggard and haggard after driving all morning, they stood out from the crowd.

"I'm going out for a meeting in the afternoon. If you're tired, take a break and let the cooking team boil more water in the big pot. You guys can also wash up. I'll give you half a day off, but you still can't go out!"

If I can go to that place for a meeting, I believe that the mission time and mission content will be informed to me. Seeing the little guys who basically stay in the car during the day these days, Li Feng rarely gives them free time to take care of themselves. Self, adjust your mental state.

"Coach Li, we also want to go take a bath!"

There are only two big pots in the cooking class, and they are not as comfortable as taking a bath. The male students have to look at Shu for a long time. When they heard about the holiday, they wanted more.

"Who said that? Who said that? Throw him into the cooking pot later and give him a good boil. If I don't give you a cold bath, just have fun secretly. You still want to take a bath."

Li Feng refused directly without raising his head. He already owed someone a favor last time. Girls, they understand the hard work here. Gay men, I'm sorry, they also take cold showers.

Ignoring the nonsense of the crazy students, Li Feng lay down in the office at noon and had a good sleep, replenishing his energy to go to that sacred place.

You can't doze off during a meeting. Although it's not a formal conference, it's disrespectful to that place to doze off during a small meeting.

"Hey, Zheng..."

After parking the Hongqi car at the door, Li Feng got out and saw Zheng Chaoyang locking his bicycle. He quickly closed the door and went up to say hello. To be honest, he really didn't know what he called Zheng Chaoyang now.

Of course, it was definitely not because he wanted to show off in front of Lao Zheng.

"You kid, are you at a higher level than me now?"

Seeing the kid in front of him driving a mission vehicle in an upright manner, Zheng Chaoyang scolded him in a low voice without a trace of good humor.

After that, I looked at the black Hongqi car. Not to mention, it really matched the entrance of the auditorium.

"Hey, that's the condition. My place is far away and I don't have a bicycle!"

There was no trace of embarrassment on Li Feng's face. Regardless of his level, he was just a driver. He just drove and didn't care about anything else.

"You can borrow them from the bathhouse, but you can't borrow bicycles, right?"

After glancing at Li Feng, Zheng Chaoyang didn't know where he got the news from, so he directly scolded Li Feng. But no, he couldn't push hard enough when he went out, so he stepped on the accelerator.

"You are really well-informed. What is the content of the meeting here?"

(End of this chapter)