After Li Ye made his request, Tang Xiangui, the head of the review panel, curled his lips into a smile, then turned to glance at his colleagues.
That colleague immediately objected. "Deputy General Manager Li, your suggestion is inappropriate. If you let your drivers drive each other's vehicles, how can you ensure they will drive reasonably? Although I do not wish to maliciously question the drivers' attitudes, if a driver gets behind the wheel intending to wreck the vehicle, how can the test remain fair?"
Another middle-aged man followed up, "Xiao Zhan has a point. Deputy General Manager Li may not have had much contact with heavy trucks, so he does not fully understand their characteristics. Heavy trucks may look like big, dumb, black, hulking chunks of iron, but operating them takes skill. One mistake, and the truck could end up stranded on its belly."
The middle-aged man sounded as if he were making excuses for Li Ye, but Li Ye found his words unpleasant to hear.
What does that mean? Are you mocking the Light Vehicle Company for having no experience with heavy trucks, saying that makes you the authorities?
Ordinarily, Li Ye would have let it slide with a laugh. But sometimes, kindness invited bullying. If you gave people the impression that you were good at swallowing your anger, there might be even more anger waiting for you to swallow.
So Li Ye smiled faintly and said, "When I was in school, the campus happened to be expanding. Since I could drive a truck, I worked for a month with the school transport team, driving an Old Jiefang. Our captain told me that Old Jiefang was like an old grandfather. When it was heavily loaded, you had to wait on it with great care. You could not let