Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

A delivery worker looked at the vehicle in front of him, a brief moment of confusion flashed across his eyes, and he temporarily put aside his worries about the heat, and walked forward with a friendly smile. "Hello, comrade, who are you looking for?"

"I'm Ye Chuan. I just received a phone call from you saying that there is a batch of goods waiting to be received."

The staff checked the information and found that the owner of the goods was Ye Chuan. "Comrade Ye, there is indeed a batch of machinery and equipment that you need to pick up."

"What procedures are required to pick up the goods?" Ye Chuan asked. "As long as you pay the transportation fee and verify your identity, you can confirm that the goods belong to you," the other party responded.

After nodding in agreement, Ye Chuan presented his work ID from the Second Electronics Factory. After the staff verified and confirmed it, the two went together to pay the freight.

When he saw the young man, he couldn't tell his status at first, but after looking at his work ID, he immediately showed more respect.

As the technical consultant of the Second Electronics Factory, his status is at least higher than that of the technical section chief, and he is a heavyweight role close to the vice president level.

After taking Ye Chuan to the finance department to settle the bill, the two came to a warehouse and pointed to a set of equipment in the corner and said, "Consultant Ye, this is it."

Ye Chuan looked at the facilities in the corner, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

Although the equipment was second-hand, it was quite old and even had traces of oil dripping on it. There were also several parts scattered on the ground.

If estimated based on its age, this equipment is at most 30% new.

Even if it is sent to the Second Electronics Factory, it is still a question whether it can operate normally. "No wonder these devils are so cheap!" Ye Chuan couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

The staff member suddenly realized: "Advisor Ye, I have always wondered why this equipment is so old. It turns out it is from an island country. No wonder!"

Ye Chuan ignored the other party's jokes.

He focused on the device in front of him and said to himself:

“System, fix it!”

"Ding! Are you repairing the second generation transistor radio production line?"

"Sure!"

"Initial repairs require energy points, and full repairs require energy points!"

"Ah!" Ye Chuan couldn't help but mutter. The staff next to him mistakenly thought that he was targeting the Japanese again and didn't take it too seriously.

He complained in his heart that he had finally saved up 11 energy points to do a big job here, but it was not enough to cover the cost of a complete repair.

He certainly hadn't thought of repairing it completely, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain it to the factory.

However, even the initial repairs required energy points, which was a bloody burden for him!

"Comrade, can you help me move these equipment to the designated location?" Ye Chuan asked.

The staff member thought about it and nodded in agreement: "Okay, but it will cost extra."

"No problem!" Ye Chuan agreed happily, and did not ask about the price, since Director Sun would reimburse him in the end. "Send it directly to the Second Electronics Factory?"

"No need. It would be better to send it to the storage point for recycling materials in Luoguxiang first!"

The staff member was stunned, and then confirmed: "Are you talking about the point that was changed to 'commercial'?" Ye Chuan smiled and asked back: "You also know where it is, the point called commercial?"

"Of course I know. My wife went there to buy an overseas version of the alarm clock. It is really useful, but it is expensive, 30 yuan!" The staff member said with a distressed look. "It's worth it!" Ye Chuan laughed.

Inside the courtyard, the heat was unbearable.

The yard was as quiet as dead water. There was not even a breeze. The shade of the trees were curled up due to the scorching heat.

Inside the Jia Mansion, Jia Dongxu looked haggard, with sunken eyes, and his messy hair and dry, flaky lips showed his hungry condition.

The cup of water that Qin Huairu had left for him in the morning was empty. "You little bastard, you only left a cup of water and didn't even prepare any food!" he muttered weakly.

The stench from the kang was overwhelming, and the pain in his legs made him dare not move.

My daily pleasure is to lean against the window and watch people coming and going outside.

Qin Huairu built a small bed in the house and rested there with Xiaodang at night. Even if she just passed by the window of the Jia family, she could not bear the peculiar smell on the kang.

At the beginning, she occasionally helped with the cleaning, but as time went on, she no longer cared and let Jia Dongxu eat and drink whatever he wanted and urinate and defecate as he pleased.

When Qin Huairu was in a good mood, she would help change clothes, but when she was in a bad mood, she would ignore him for several days.

In this environment, Jia Dongxu's heart was filled with hatred, and he even missed his mother who didn't care much about him but took care of him occasionally, even though she couldn't do much.

Now Qin Huairu works during the day, and Xiaodang has gone to Yi's house, leaving him alone at home facing the scorching sun-like environment.

Although it’s not as hot at home as outside, at least it’s cool and there’s no direct sunlight.

Jia Dongxu's throat was so dry that it was almost smoking, even though he struggled to get up from the warm kang to find some water to drink.

But every time he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his thigh like a needle piercing his chest, and the pain made his facial muscles twitch and twist.

After struggling to climb to the edge of the kang, getting off the kang became his biggest challenge.

His legs were extremely weak. Due to the long period of time without supplies, he was extremely malnourished and couldn't even use his arms.

The kang in this house is relatively high, so Lao Jia originally set this height to match the height of the window.

At this moment, getting off the kang became an almost insurmountable challenge for Jia Dongxu. "Damn it! Sooner or later I will clean you up!" He cursed, trying hard to hold the edge of the kang with both hands and move down little by little.

However, this was obviously not easy to implement. When his body tilted sideways, he was too weak to hold on to the edge and eventually fell heavily on his back.

This was followed by a startling scream, which echoed briefly in the air before falling into silence.

It was noon at this moment, and Aunt Yi was feeding her granddaughter Yi Xinxin at the door of her house.

The young Xiaodang held the bowl and ate with big mouthfuls.

Suddenly, she paused. "Xiaodang, what's wrong with you?" Aunt Yi asked with concern. "Grandma, did you hear any strange noises just now?" Xiaodang asked worriedly.

Aunt Yi also stopped what she was doing, listened attentively, then smiled and said, "Baby, stop making trouble. There is no sound. Just continue eating." She thought the child was having an illusion.

However, Xiaodang was still unsure, and hesitantly put down the spoon and started eating again.

Aunt Yi was in a very good mood at the moment. With her granddaughter by her side, she no longer had to care about Sha Zhu and the Jia family. As a result, the pressure of her life was greatly reduced.

Her daily routine is just to take care of the deaf grandmother and adopted daughter.

Qin Huairu, who was far away, was not aware of the big changes that had taken place at home. She was still emotionally stable, but she was worried that she had made no progress in improving her level as a fitter.

Her monthly income consisted of fifteen yuan as an apprentice salary and a small allowance, totaling about twenty-five yuan.

Every month, he gives three yuan to Aunt Yi for lunch, leaving enough for mother and daughter's expenses.

She had decided to take revenge on Jia Dongxu for what happened to him by not giving him any meat or even ordinary vegetables.

They would keep some of the dinner for themselves and not ask for the rest.

She had long been accustomed to the unpleasant smell in the house.

By noon, the tape recorder production line was also sent to the commercial center for storage.

The entire moving team was busy at work for the entire morning.

Ye Chuan not only paid the transportation fee, but also gave each worker a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, which made the workers smile.

After lunch, Ye Chuan returned to the office and called Sun Baihong at his residence in Hong Kong Island.

The funds have been transferred, and the call was made to express gratitude and to verify the latest progress of the camera production line.

Sun Baihong was in a good mood when he answered Ye Chuan's call.

After returning from Hong Kong Island, Lei Luo showed kindness, and his help was not in vain. "Mr. Ye, I am looking forward to your call," he said. "Manager Sun, do you have a task for me?" Ye Chuan asked. "The production line you said needs attention has been delivered to Hong Kong Island and is now stored in my warehouse No. 660. Do you want it to be sent directly to the address you specified before in Beijing?" Sun Baihong asked politely.

Unexpectedly, Rie Aoi acted so quickly, and Ye Chuan was secretly delighted. After confirming, he replied, "Yes, that address.

Thank you so much, Manager Sun."

"It's just a small favor. We are on the same path together, and it's normal to help each other." Sun Baihong continued to express his goodwill.

Naturally, Ye Chuan understood the reason behind this friendly attitude. He ended the call and immediately contacted Lei Luo's office.

The call was quickly picked up, and it was Lei Luo who answered the phone. "Brother Ye, we talked for a while. Hu Yanni has already started her journey in the entertainment industry in Hong Kong Island. I have also greeted her employer and promised to arrange a suitable role for her." Under Lei Luo's care, Ye Chuan felt a little more at ease.

Because there were some secret exchanges between the two countries, although there were often signs of exchanges, he could not say for sure when he would be able to meet Hu Yanni openly.

After work, Ye Chuan did not leave his post immediately.

After the crowd dispersed, he came to the warehouse alone and stared at the dilapidated radio production line. "Damn, it's a good thing I restored the system, otherwise the Japanese would have tricked me." Ye Chuan smiled slightly. Although he suffered a little loss, he was in a good mood.

He did not rest in Hong Kong Island. Not to mention a high-performance CNC machine tool, the value of the money he took from Songping Jewelry had almost exhausted all the savings of the Songping family. "Repair!" "Ding! Do you want to repair the second-generation transistor radio production line?" "Confirm to repair!" "Preliminary repair will consume energy points, and complete repair will cost points." "Perform primary repair." "Ding! Repair successful, consuming a total of 8500 points." As the light flashed, the machine regained its vitality, and the old defects turned into an % new state. Although there was some wear and tear, it was still shiny and glossy from long-term use.

Although he felt bad about spending some energy, when he saw the machine was restored to good condition, Ye Chuan felt that these points were worth it.

He thought to himself that since he had invested so much energy, the system should also grow.

As soon as the thought came to my mind, a mechanical prompt came from my mind: "Ding! Congratulations on your system level being upgraded to level 7!" "Ding! The system upgrade gift bag is open, would you like to claim it?" "Open." "Ding! Your upgrade gift bag has been opened.