Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

Akiyama Yechuan sat by the flower bed. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and said, "Excuse me, can I have a cigarette?"

"Please feel free to do as you please." Rie Aoi said with a smile, and she admired Ye Chuan's elegant behavior very much.

After lighting a cigarette, Ye Chuan continued, “There are many details to pay attention to when jogging: the placement of your steps, the placement of your hips and head, and the posture of your arms and knees.

Only by mastering these key points can we achieve scientific jogging and effectively strengthen our body and shape our figure.”

For Rie Aoi, scientific jogging is a brand new concept.

To the Japanese who worship technology, his explanation sounded as sincere as a primary school student asking a question to his teacher.

They stood face to face at the edge of the flower bed, so close that if they raised their eyes they could catch a glimpse of the plump breasts.

Ye Chuan felt a little embarrassed. He stood up and explained to Rie Aoi the correct running posture for each part of the body and demonstrated it himself.

Rie Aoi also followed Ye Chuan's movements and did some activities on the spot.

Her sportswear was so tight around her body that her curves swayed subtly with every movement, but she wasn't aware of it.

Ye Chuan felt a little dry in the mouth when demonstrating the skills, and secretly swallowed his saliva while demonstrating. "In addition to the basic posture, the choice of jogging time and equipment is also very important.

If we want to persist in the long run, comprehensive scientific planning is essential.”

"I hope you can give me some advice, sir!" Rie Aoi's face was filled with shame, and she admired Ye Chuan even more in her heart.

Those who show such insight in professional sports are undoubtedly elites in the workplace. "For beginners, I suggest that you train no more than 15 minutes each time, with moderate walking in between, and then run for 15 minutes, and then gradually increase to 20 to 25 minutes after a month.

If you persevere, within two years you will be able to easily complete a marathon.”

"Is this really possible?" Rie Aoi asked expectantly. "Of course it is!" Ye Chuan replied with a smile, "The selection of running shoes is also very important. First of all, they must be light, and secondly, they must be elastic, so that they can protect your feet."

Although there may not be specially designed running shoes now, he gave a general suggestion.

The initial request was just to learn the tricks of running, but Ye Chuan's words gave her a new understanding of jogging, and her liking for him gradually increased. "Sir, do you come here to jog every day?"

"Well, sometimes." Akiyama Yechuan said lightly. "Then, can I run with you tomorrow? Please!" Rie Aoi bowed deeply, with an eager pleading look in her eyes. "Maybe there will be a chance." Akiyama Yechuan answered casually. "Then can I wait for you here at 8:30 tomorrow morning?" Rie Aoi did not understand his refusal and continued to ask directly. "Okay, see you tomorrow." Akiyama Yechuan smiled.

Just as he was about to leave, Rie Aoi called him back: "I forgot to ask, sir, what is your name?"

Rie Aoi folded her hands in front of her chest and stared at him intently.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Chuan decided to reveal his name to the person who asked. "My last name is Ye, and my name is Ye Chuan." He said.

Rie Aoi looked surprised: "You, you are not from the island country?"

Ye Chuan nodded slightly to confirm: "Yes, I am a Chinese!" She suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Ye Chuan looked so gentle and handsome, without the subtle sense of vulgarity of the Japanese. "Then please help me, Mr. Ye, and see you tomorrow." She said this and said goodbye. "See you tomorrow." Ye Chuan raised his hand to signal and continued to run forward slowly.

Rie Aoi stayed where she was and watched his back until he disappeared from her sight.

After running for nearly twenty minutes, Ye Chuan saw the towering walls of Songxia Electronics Park in the distance.

It was just past ten in the morning and there was still some time before eleven o'clock. He was in no hurry to move, but continued to jog and stopped a hundred meters away from the wall.

Although it was late at night, Songxia Garden was still busy and orderly, with trucks loaded with supplies constantly entering and leaving the park.

He chose a relatively secluded place to sit down, and while the smoke was filling the air, he kept an eye on the movements towards the gate.

After 11 o'clock, the frequency of trucks leaving the park decreased, with only one truck every ten minutes or so.

At half past eleven, Ye Chuan stood up and went to the corner he had just observed.

The road outside Songxia Garden is densely lit, except for a small forest in the northwest corner, which makes the lights seem a little dim.

The wall in the garden was more than one meter high, which was not a challenge for him. He climbed up to the top of the wall by climbing up the big trees in a few steps.

However, there is also an electric fence on the wall - barbed wire.

He took out the flashlight he bought at the mall and tried it carefully. The flashlight couldn't touch the power grid, and he felt relieved.

If it was charged, he would find another way to sneak in through the main entrance.

Although the barbed wire was spaced meters apart and slightly tilted, Ye Chuan could easily jump over it with a somersault and arrived inside the fence.

Looking down from a high place, I saw that it was quiet and peaceful surrounded by bushes.

He jumped down easily and quietly entered the park.

This place is completely different from the darkness outside, there is no light to be found.

Ye Chuan's dark sportswear was almost invisible in the night.

If you don't actively look for it, it's hard to find it.

Using the surrounding buildings as cover, Ye Chuan quickly and carefully came under a building. His movements were so fast that no one noticed.

Fortunately, it was the 1960s. If it were in later times, even if he was agile, he would be unable to escape the strict surveillance.

Even if he could monitor it, he couldn't guarantee that the park wouldn't be put on alert immediately.

At this time, guards from both sides came from the east and west.

Ye Chuan quickly dodged behind a stacking truck.

They met less than five meters away from the bulldozer.

A guard reminded his companions, "Don't forget to clock in at Warehouse No. 7. I don't see your names in the register."

"Don't worry, there's still time, before two o'clock." After saying that, the two groups of people walked in opposite directions, one heading east and the other heading west.

I suddenly had a feeling in my heart and listed Warehouse No. 7 as the check-in point, indicating that precious items were stored there.

Ye Chuan, who had no idea at the moment, thought, let's go and take a look first.

He had already figured it out. He would search on his own first. If he couldn't find any way, he would capture a security guard and ask him about the situation. This time he was going to sneak into Songxia Garden at night, and he was determined to succeed and not return empty-handed.

He followed the two security guards at a distance. The two of them walked slowly forward with flashlights in hand. He was chatting without noticing that someone was following him dozens of meters away. "The place to clock in used to be in Warehouse No. 2, but why is it now Warehouse No. 7, and we have to walk several hundred meters more!" One of the security guards complained. "I heard there is a very important device in there, but I don't know what it is, but I just sign wherever the boss tells me to!"

"Hey, I feel a little sleepy! Matsumoto-kun, go back and get some sleep first. It will be your turn to be on duty after two o'clock. You will have one more patrol, so you can get off work after five o'clock."

“No problem, let’s do it!”

Ye Chuan listened to their conversation word for word, and he became even more certain that Warehouse No. 7 was his target.

After following for nearly ten minutes, he finally saw the two men stop in front of a locked door. They used a flashlight to check the door lock and the window above, and then they each signed their names in a book nailed to the wall.

After completing the registration, the two security guards left with flashlights.

After waiting for a few minutes, Ye Chuan arrived at the gate of Warehouse No. 7. The modern iron door and hidden electronic lock made him realize that he could not enter directly without destroying it.

He looked up at the sliding window that was more than three meters high and thought that breaking in through the window might be the most direct way.

According to the security guard's conversation, there was no sign of external disturbance until four in the morning.

He easily climbed onto the windowsill by using the pile of debris.

To his surprise, the window was not locked and opened easily.

Ye Chuan was overjoyed, feeling that this was fate's arrangement!

He opened the window, carefully examined the environment, quickly slipped into the room through the gap, and closed the window to cover up the traces. No one outside could tell that anyone had entered the warehouse.

The warehouse is not large, about four or five hundred square meters. A piece of equipment is placed deep inside, covered with blue waterproof canvas.

Could it be the legendary precision CNC machine tool from America?

As he approached, Ye Chuan lifted the blue waterproof canvas, revealing a light blue machine.

This device consists of two parts: a control console and a main console.

It is huge, eight meters long, four meters high and three meters wide.

In addition, there is a printer and a dozen cardboard boxes.

Ye Chuan was not very familiar with this kind of high-tech equipment, but he had heard some of its advanced features from Old Man Song.

He stared at the device, and as soon as he thought about it, he instantly put it into the system space; he also put the cardboard box and the printer in it.

Ye Chuan had no idea how often the Japanese would come to inspect, so he looked for more cardboard boxes in other locations in the warehouse, stacked them around the CNC machines, and covered them with waterproof cloth to disguise them as they were.

After everything was sorted out, he inspected Warehouse No. 7.

Apart from the CNC machine tools put into the system, there are not many supplies in the warehouse. There is also a device that looks like a manual tractor in the corner.

Although Ye Chuan had never done farm work, this machine was obviously unusual, so he put it into the system space without hesitation.

There are many cartons in the warehouse, and the labels indicate that these are consumable items.

As for those items, Ye Chuan chose to put them all into his personal space.

If these things were exposed, the traces of theft in the warehouse would be obvious.

He hoped that the Japanese would notice this later, preferably until he was outside the island country, so that they could discover the clues. Even if they finally found out through clues that it was his doing, there would be nothing he could do.

Ye Chuan walked to the corner of the room and noticed another large device.

But this time the device was not covered with a tarp and just stood there.

This machine is not brand new and shows signs of use.

Compared with precision CNC machine tools, it is slightly larger and heavier.

After some consideration, Ye Chuan still included it in his personal space, and looked at the two pieces of heavy machinery, feeling quite satisfied.

After completing today's goal, he did not stop, but quickly jumped to the window to peek at what was happening outside, and then left Warehouse No. 7.