With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

"Tell me, what happened?" Zhao Xue lay on Xue Ming's body and threatened fiercely, baring his teeth and claws, which was a bit cute.

Xue Ming didn't know how to answer. First of all, he didn't want to deceive Zhao Xue. After all, they would live together for a lifetime in the future. Secondly, he was afraid that she would worry and didn't want to tell her the truth.

When he was struggling, there were two coughs outside the door. Zhao Xue quickly got into bed, covered her head and shivered in Xue Ming's arms as if she had been electrocuted.

Xue Ming looked at his watch and it was almost [-]:[-] in the morning. He stretched out his hand to turn off the lamp and joked softly, "Your father is a night owl, he's still up so late."

"It's all your fault. Why are you making such a big fuss?" Zhao Xue was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her head. Her boyfriend was being watched by his parents during a date in the middle of the night.

Another sigh came from the yard, followed by the sound of Zhao Qinghong's footsteps leaving. With this little episode, Zhao Xue forgot to ask.

The next morning, Xue Ming had breakfast at Zhao's house. He first took Zhao Xue to school by bike. It was already [-]:[-] in the morning when he arrived at the light bulb factory.

There was only one young man in the sales department office. He stood up hurriedly when he saw Xue Ming coming in. "Are you Director Xue?"

"I am Xue Ming, who are you?" Xue Ming was not comfortable with the title Director Xue, so he took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

"I am Xiao Zhang from the Ministry of Transportation. The goods destined for Ganghe Commune have been loaded on the truck. Our Section Chief Zhou invites you to pick up the goods." Zhang Quanxiang carefully put the cigarettes in his pocket.

Xue Ming nodded and followed him to the transportation department. A broken Jiefang truck was parked in the yard.

Section Chief Zhou Renlong directly handed the car keys to Xue Ming, "Comrade Xue worked hard. There are one hundred boxes of light bulbs from Ganghe Supply and Marketing Cooperative in the car. Here is the list."

Xue Ming gave him a cigarette after reading the list, "Brother Zhou, I remember we have a full-time driver in the factory."

"Yes, but the driver, Xiao Wang, and his mother gave birth to a baby today, so we can only ask Comrade Xue to drive by himself." Zhou Renlong chuckled.

"What the hell is he giving birth to? How old is he this year?" Xue Ming was confused. This excuse for evading the task was too crude.

"Xiao Wang is twenty-four years old this year. Brother Xue, don't be surprised. My neighbor Sister Wang's daughter was born three days later than her grandson." Zhou Renlong struck a match and lit the cigarette.

"Good guy! But I've never been to a big truck before." Xue Ming couldn't laugh or cry. Is Ganges Commune really a gate of hell?

"I'll teach you. I'm the oldest driver in our factory. I guarantee that I can teach you in less than two hours." Zhou Renlong patted his chest and promised.

Xue Ming was completely numb. He wanted to ask Zhou Renlong to be the driver, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided to forget it. He was worried that Zhou Renlong's mother would also suddenly give birth to a child.

"Congratulations to Director Xue, it's impossible for ordinary people to learn to drive from our section chief." Zhang Quanxiang licked his face to add jealousy.

Xue Ming could only agree to learn to drive. Comrade Zhang Quanxiang was not bragging. Cars were a treasure in this era, and the driver was also one of the eight members of the commune. Even if you wanted to learn to drive, no one would teach you.

Veteran driver Zhou Renlong taught him how to drive step by step. Although the trucks of today are very different from those of the future, the driving skills are similar. Xue Ming learned it easily in less than half an hour.

Zhou Renlong instantly became interested in talents and said, "Brother, come and work with me in the transportation department. I will promote you to the deputy section chief after working for three to five years. There will definitely be no future in the sales department."

"Can you drive an eighth-level worker when driving a truck?" Xue Ming almost threw him out when he made a sudden stop.

"Ouch, slow down!" Zhou Renlong rolled his eyes angrily, "You actually look down on the driver. If you drive well, you will definitely be a level [-] driver. The big old man from the hardware factory next door is a level [-] driver."

"Real or fake?" Xue Ming knew that the driver had an A certificate, a B certificate, and a C certificate, but he really didn't know that the driver could also be rated.

"Of course it's true. Drivers are very popular all over the country. Of course they need to be rated. When you come back from the delivery, we will discuss the transfer with Lao Huo." Zhou Renlong said with a smile.

"Let's talk about this later." Xue Ming left the Transportation Department and drove to the Security Department. Director Huo specially arranged for the section chief Feng Jing to go to Ganges Commune with him.

Zhang Quanxiang licked his face and asked in a low voice, "Section Chief, are you related to Director Xue? Not only did you teach him how to drive in person, but you also transferred him to us."

"You know nothing, go wash your car." Zhou Renlong hummed a ditty and returned to the office. Now everyone in the provincial capital knew that Xue Ming was the son-in-law of the Zhao family, so of course they had to please him.

Xue Ming parked his car at the door of the security department. The door of the security department was closed and no one was there. Suddenly he saw the curtain move.

Why would the curtains move inside the window? He walked to the door and knocked gently, "Is Section Chief Feng here? I am Xue Ming from the sales department, Section Chief Feng..."

After knocking for two minutes, there was no movement in the room. Seeing that no one was nearby, Xue Ming entered the space and opened the God's perspective, and then found a person hiding under the desk.

"Holy shit, I'm so cowardly." Xue Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The person hiding under the desk was Feng Jing, the section chief of the security department. It seemed that Ganges Commune was really at the gate of hell.

Xue Ming cursed and left the space, got on the gas pedal and left the light bulb factory, going to pick up people from Jichun and Mao Kang's homes respectively.

"There's no need for this, Uncle Ji." Xue Ming was dumbfounded. Ji Chun was carrying two Type [-] semi-automatic rifles on his back, and his leather travel bag was full of bullets.

"Don't underestimate the remnants of the Ganges bandits. They can escape several encirclements and suppressions. They are definitely not idlers." Jichun gave Xue Ming a rifle and took out two boxes of ammunition and put them in the car.

When he came to Mao Kang's house, it was even more exaggerated. He not only took a semi-automatic rifle and bullets, but also a box of ten wooden handle grenades.

"Uncle Mao, we are going to deliver goods, not to suppress bandits." Xue Ming was completely numb, feeling that the joke was too big.

"I really want to kill those bandits and make a great contribution and get a few hundred yuan bonus." Mao Kang looked excited.

"Don't cause unnecessary trouble." Jichun closed his eyes and rested, holding his five or six half tightly in his arms.

Xue Ming scratched his head and drove off. He soon discovered that the car's turnaround rate was too high. People on the street stood on the roadside and cast envious eyes.

"Uncle Mao, is it reliable to be transferred from the sales department to the transportation department?" Xue Ming hit the horn and suddenly had the idea of ​​​​becoming a veteran driver. He stayed in the sales department all day long and was bored.

Mao Kang snapped his fingers and said, "That's quite reliable. Everyone is envious of drivers. If you can be a driver, you will definitely be secretly loved by thousands of girls..."

"What are you talking nonsense about? You don't know Xiaoxue's temper?" Jichun glared at Mao Kang.

"What kind of temper does Xiaoxue have? Tell me, uncle." Xue Ming asked.

Mao Kang smiled awkwardly and quickly shut up. If these words reached Zhao Xue's ears, something big would happen. "I didn't say anything. I don't know anything."

When the truck arrived at the border of Ganges Commune at dusk, Ji Chun and Mao Kang suddenly became serious, and they loaded the bullets directly in the cab.

"Let me drive. Xiaoxue, sit between us. If there is an emergency, don't raise your head." Ji Chun's eyes flashed with a trace of severity.