Chapter 95: Master (Third Update)
Qu Jianlei’s words often leave people speechless, and this sentence was no exception.
However, although Geng Shougong was a technical big shot, since he was in a management position, he wasn’t lacking in experience dealing with people.
So he answered straightforwardly, "This winter is cold, since you’re here in Zhou Six, I hope you consider everyone."
"What the hell do I care about everyone? When I was dying, I didn’t see everyone considering me," Qu Jianlei replied gruffly.
"Give me six hundred first, then I’ll take a look... but I warn you, I might not be able to help you, but the money comes first."
"No problem!" Geng Shougong agreed without hesitation, "You come out now, I’ll hand those Silver Notes to you in person."
He wasn’t afraid to give the Silver Notes directly, unless the other party took the money and left, they’d always be within his calculations.
Qu Jianlei pushed open the door and walked out, then smiled slightly, "Even if it doesn’t work out this time, I’ll owe you one... nice calculation."
Truly a wise person! Geng Shougong also smiled slightly, "Even if you don’t repay, I can’t say anything, right?"
Qu Jianlei rolled his eyes and murmured softly, "Can I afford to lose that face?"
Indeed, someone I value! Geng Shougong’s mouth twitched a bit, "Shall we go then?"
"The Silver Notes," Qu Jianlei extended his hand and gestured invitingly.
"Would I really shortchange you?" Geng Shougong counted out six Silver Notes and handed them to Flower Scorpion, "Count them."
Qu Jianlei wouldn’t doubt the Silver Notes were problematic, he wouldn’t worry about such trifles, "I’ll just pack up some tools."
Seeing him pack some tools into a big bag, Geng Shougong instinctively asked, "So many self-made ones?"
"Self-made tools fit better," Qu Jianlei certainly couldn’t say he never really used standard tools from the start.
With a massive pile of junk, he could work as he pleased without needing to be confined by rules and guidelines.
How could Geng Shougong have imagined such a situation? He nodded upon hearing that, "Using self-made tools... impressive indeed!"
In his impression, it’s not uncommon for a Maintenance Master to use self-made tools—many self-made tools fit better than standard ones.
But someone , preparing so many self-made tools, would at least have to be a seasoned B-level Maintenance Master.
Flower Scorpion pursed his lips on hearing this, thinking he’d like to use standard tools too, but he didn’t have the means.
"The number of Silver Notes is correct, should I go into town with you?"
"Let’s go together then," Qu Jianlei nodded, "Might as well see if there’s anything to buy."
With Geng Shougong leading the way, the two of them drove into the Settlement, arriving at the heat supply center.
The guard here was strict, looking every bit like a "core area."
Even with Geng Shougong leading the way, the guard meticulously registered the nicknames of Qu Jianlei and his companion, even wanting him to remove his face cover. Latest content published on novelꜰire.net
Qu Jianlei bluntly stated: if you insist, then I won’t go in!
It was thanks to Boss Geng’s influence and his patient explanation that the guard finally let them pass.
—The crucial point being that the recent heating was indeed poor, and even the guard couldn’t stand it.
Upon reaching the heating station, Flower Scorpion was firmly yet politely stopped outside, while only Qu Jianlei was qualified to enter.
The heating station was large, and there were quite a few pieces of equipment inside.
At first glance, Qu Jianlei regretted a little: for such a large place, six hundred silver coins was still too little.
Several Maintenance Masters were inspecting there, seeing him enter, they didn’t need to think to know it was the one whose ear could serve as an ultrasound.
They didn’t come over to greet him, instead, they paused their work and stood there watching.
Truly skilled people don’t easily acknowledge their peers, especially since Geng Shougong had been boasting about this person.
It was a staff member who came over, a man in his thirties, holding a stack of documents about forty centimeters thick.
He warmly indicated, "Master Panda, this is the schematic of the equipment operation... some of it is unique to Zhou Six, please have a look first."
Fortunately, Qu Jianlei had been brushing up on his mechanical knowledge recently, otherwise, he would’ve been at a complete loss right there.
He placed the documents on the desk, spread them out, and quickly identified the type of documents.
"Here is a compiled list of solutions," the man took out another stack of papers, approximately one centimeter thick.
It turned out these Maintenance Masters hadn’t done nothing at all, quite a few solutions had already been proposed, they just needed approval.
The faces of several Maintenance Masters showed curiosity, wanting to see how this person would respond.
Originally Qu Jianlei intended to finish reading the documents before deciding, although they were thick, not everything needed a thorough read.
But to do so, he would have to quickly skim through, worrying about revealing too much rather than the calorie consumption.
His primary goal now was to hide his strengths, especially with the Sai Family’s wanted notice already reaching the Zhou Character Residence Area.
He took the compiled documents and quickly flipped through, controlling his reading speed, yet still skimming ten lines at a glance.
Seeing his page-turning speed, several Maintenance Masters couldn’t help whispering among themselves, "Can this guy really understand it?"
"Is he just putting on a show?" A middle-aged Maintenance Master couldn’t help but sneer, "Who can read this fast?"
He was the only B-level Maintenance Master on site, certified for less than two years.
He was quite discontent with Geng Shougong waiting for someone called "Panda," to arrive.
But Mr. Geng valued him highly and personally helped him pass the certification, making him a benefactor, so he couldn’t express his dissatisfaction.
Another middle-aged Maintenance Master, upon hearing this, firmly opposed his words.