morning. // //※※
Provincial capital.
An old station in the suburbs.
Dong Xuebin was the only one left, so he was thinking about something, took his luggage and walked to the station, found the ticket window and asked about the tickets.
"Is there a bus to Jiaolin County?" Dong Xuebin asked. The Power of Time and Wealth 1781
The conductor looked at him and said, "I just took a train. What time do you want?"
Dong Xuebin looked at the watch and said, "The nearest one, the faster the better."
The conductor said, "The nearest bus will be at noon, and there are few buses going there."
"Noon?" Dong Xuebin was speechless for a moment, "So slow? Then I can't just sit here for four hours? It's only morning now."
The conductor replied nonchalantly, "Then you go to South Long-Distance Bus Station. There are more Jiaolin County over there. Most of the cars here go north."
Dong Xuebin said, "About noon?"
"It's not necessarily between twelve o'clock and one o'clock. It depends on whether the driver can come back." The conductor said.
At this moment, Dong Xuebin misses the traffic environment of Capital City very much. Although there is a traffic jam at Capital City, at least the roads are open in all directions., there is not much traffic jam on this road, but there are not many cars. Strictly speaking, this feeling is more helpless to Dong Xuebin than the traffic jam. He is unfamiliar with this person, so he can't just stand stupidly at the station for several hours, right? That's too boring. As for taking a taxi? It would be strange if the taxi was willing to go there. Dong Xuebin had nothing to do now. After walking out of the ticket window, he went to find a breakfast stall outside, ate something, and then looked left and right, as if he had nothing to do.
"Jiaolin County's!"
"Is there anyone else?"
"Go to Jiaolin County's car!"
Suddenly, two people shouted from the other side of the road.
Dong Xuebin was startled and looked sideways. It was a quite small minibus. It was quite old, too. The car body was also quite dirty. There were a few words stuck on the car body: Provincial capital - Jiaolin County, Dong Xuebin. I thought to myself, "Isn't there a car? Why does the next bus only arrive at noon?" Dong Xuebin It looked like the car wouldn't be able to drive in a short time, because there were not many people in the car, so he continued to eat the last few bites of breakfast, then paid the bill, and then dragged his luggage to the other side of the road. I asked those two people.
"To Jiaolin County?" Dong Xuebin said.
A dark, strong man said, "Yes!"
Dong Xuebin said, "Then where should I buy a ticket?"
The strong man said, "Just buy it from me, one hundred pieces."
Dong Xuebin glanced at the money Big Man was holding, and then he knew. This bus is probably not a regular scheduled bus at the station, but a private one. It can also be called a "black bus", but it doesn't matter if the ticket price is expensive. I can't just wait around here. Forget it, I'll just get a black bus. It's better than sitting alone for four hours waiting for the bus at noon, and the conductor said it may not be able to leave on time at noon, so that's why. Dong Xuebin took out his wallet, turned over a hundred yuan and handed it over, before dragging his luggage into the car.
It's been a while. There were already some people on the bus, and almost half of the seats were full. Of course, there were relatively few seats, and there were not many people in half of the bus. The Power of Time and Wealth 1781
Dong Xuebin prefers the back seat or the corner seat. So I chose the last row and stuffed my luggage. I sat in the innermost corner by the window.
"Jiaolin County's!"
"Leave now!"
"Is there anyone else?"
Two people outside were still shouting loudly.
Dong Xuebin stopped listening. He folded his shoulders and closed his eyes, continuing to think about his own affairs. He had too many things to think about now, the things about Li Guian and Zhang Dongfang, the current situation of Jiaolin County, and the situation of the ancient tombs described in the newspaper. Dong Xuebin felt that he needed a system of ideas. For unified organization, we must be more organized this time when we take office. We must think clearly about what we need to do first and what we need to do secondly, one by one. We can no longer be as haphazard as before. Although Dong Xuebin is not such an organized person, people still have to work in the system for so many years. They must have some growth and maturity, otherwise all these years of work will be in vain.
One minute...
Three minutes...
One after another, several more people came up and filled the car to the brim.
Boom.
The seat next to him weighed heavily.
A young man sat over, he looked about the same age as Dong Xuebin, but maybe a year or two older than him. He looked quite smart, thin and short.
Dong Xuebin glanced at him.
The man also looked at him, smiled and nodded.
When people are polite to Dong Xuebin, Dong Xuebin will naturally respond politely and nod to him with a smile.
Finally, two or three people squeezed in when the bus was about to leave, but they didn't have any seats. The driver was obviously prepared and immediately put a few benches in the aisle of the car for them to sit on. Although it was a bit unsafe, the purpose of the black car is to make a profit. They will not care about you, just pay them. Of course, these people did not charge them a hundred, but fifty.
After a while, there was no one left.
The strong man who sold tickets before got on the bus directly.
Another thinner northerner, the one who had just shouted to buy tickets with him, got into the driver's seat. As soon as the door closed, the car drove off.
Go shopping, hang out.
Bumping and bumping.
There are all kinds of problems as soon as the car is started. The Power of Time and Wealth 1781
Dong Xuebin also suffered a lot when he was a child. He is a child from a poor family. If there are people he knows, Dong Xuebin will be very face-conscious, very particular, and picky. He will definitely not make this kind of car, because he takes face very seriously, but if there is no one around, Dong Xuebin doesn't worry too much about face or anything like that. It doesn't matter a little bit, just make do with it. It's not like he hasn't endured hardships. He's not the kind of people like Fang Wenping and Xie Huilan who have been pampered since childhood. As long as face is not involved, everything can be done.
The car is too worn out.
It kept shaking.
Soon after, a middle-aged woman couldn't stand it anymore and complained, "Why is the car so bumpy? Can you drive more steadily? I feel like vomiting."
There was an old man next to me who was motion sick and said, "Yeah, I can't stand it anymore."
The strong man sitting in the front turned around and said, "You can't sit still if you like! That's the way this road is! I'll be on the expressway in a while!"
The old man said angrily, "What does it mean to like to sit but not sit still?"
The middle-aged woman had already taken a plastic bag and vomited it.
The strong man ignored the old man, but pinched his nose and said to the woman with a disgusted face, "Don't vomit in the car, throw the bag out later!"
Dong Xuebin also opened his eyes at this time, wondering how to speak?
Dong Xuebin The young man sitting next to him also frowned and muttered, "What kind of quality."
It's "I don't like to sit still", and it's contemptuous. When it comes to the elderly and women, this attitude is really too rude.
The other people in the car didn't say anything. Maybe it was nothing to do, or maybe they were used to riding in their black cars.
After a few minutes.
The minibus took the expressway.
But not long after we got on the highway, the problem started!
Dong Xuebin was still sleeping with his eyes closed, thinking about a series of things he would do after taking office. Big Man in the car, the person in charge of selling tickets, stood up, clapped his hands loudly, and said to everyone, "Everyone, listen!" The car stopped at this time, and pulled over to the side.
"What for?"
"Why did you stop the car?"
Everyone started muttering.
Big Man raised his voice and said, "Our line actually does not make any money. It is very difficult to operate. We have to cross the expressway and pay the toll. So if we divide it evenly, we will also charge everyone a certain level of toll. Ten yuan per person is not much, and it is within the range that everyone can afford. Please understand us."
Then the old man who had been pushed back stopped, "The ticket is already expensive at 100, isn't it all included? Why do I still have to pay?"
Big Man said with a straight face, "This is the rule here!"
The old man shouted angrily, "It makes no sense at all! What if I don't hand over it!"
Big Man glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Don't pay? Then get off the car! Go to the next highway exit and find a car by yourself! We don't care!"
The old man stood up and said, "We have already paid our tickets! Why should we get off the bus?"
Big Man said, "But you haven't paid the highway toll, so what do we care about you?" There was a strong threat in his words. We are on the highway now, or halfway through. If we blow people off now, how will they leave? Go to the next exit? You don't even know that it's the year of the monkey and the month of the horse! And after exiting from the exit, you may not be able to find a car to go to Jiaolin County, so Big Man and the driver chose such a location. They were obviously confident and threatened them to pay. It seemed that this was not the first time they had done this.
Everyone complained.
"What!"
"Why pay?"
"This is not legal at all!"
Big Man glared at everyone confidently, "Don't pay? Okay, anyone who doesn't pay will get off the bus! I'll see how you find a car in the wilderness!"
Arrogant!
And it's not disguised at all!
The car suddenly became a little noisy and chirping.
Dong Xuebin The young man next to him didn't seem to expect that there would be an extra highway toll. Although ten yuan was not much, it was still disgusting.
The young man stood up, took out a work permit from his arms, and gave it to the Big Man, "I am from the Jiaolin County committee. I came to the provincial capital to do business. Please give me some face, brother. We are not rich, so don't embarrass everyone."
Dong Xuebin In the blink of an eye, Jiaolin County From the county committee?
Big Man was stunned at first, but then he took the ID and looked at it, then said, "County Party Committee Office Secretarial Section? Deputy Section Chief? Su Yan?" After a pause, he obviously didn't take the other party seriously. I guess I also know the leader of Jiaolin County in the long-distance running business. "Well, your highway tolls are mine, and I'll give you face. Others have to pay!" Secretarial Section is indeed not a tough department.