I'm here at the shipyard to work.
Sweating profusely amidst the busyness, the call from Chen Zikun came through the walkie-talkie.
"Director Yu, Director Yu, please respond if you hear me."
"Received, what's up?"
"The 212 from Four Factory Police Station broke down again, and this time it broke down on the road. Director Shi called to ask if you are busy, if not, he would like you to take a look."
"What do you mean 'Four Factory Police Station's 212'? That 212 belongs to us."
"I know, but now it's broken down on the road."
Comrade Old Shi only knows how to drive, not repair, and is too stingy to spend money on sending it to a car repair shop. As soon as there is a malfunction, he calls Bailong Port.
To think that giving them an old jeep would bring such trouble!
Han Yu was left in a mix of laughter and tears, only able to hold the walkie-talkie and ask, "Where did the car break down?"
"North of the Red Flag Third Team bridge, not far from the Red Flag Bridge."
