The person speaking had a sallow face, and their fluffy hair resembled a bird's nest. Especially with those deep-set eyes and the stubbly beard beneath, they really looked like the classic holess person often seen in city streets.
"Old Wang! How did you get out here!"
A cry of surprise, Lin Junfu's shout undoubtedly left all the survivors present dumbfounded.
This person is the legendary Old Wang? This person is the owner of this factory?
Clearly, no one could associate the person in front of them with the public image of a big boss.
However, their way of staring rudely at soone else's face was undoubtedly impolite, so the older Zhao Yunhai quickly realized this issue.
With a smile, he broke the awkwardness and said, "Haha, so you are Director Wang. Ever since we arrived at the factory, Lin Guan has ntioned you many tis. It's great to finally et you today."
These obviously polite words, for Old Zhao, who mainly deals in academia, were not sothing he was adept at socially. However, Old Wang didn't seem to care and responded with a smile, "It's nothing, not a 'Director Wang' or anything. If it weren't for you all desperately going to the village for dicine, I might have already... Sigh~"
A long, silent sigh, this lant, which seed as ordinary as can be, was filled with the life reflections of Wang Junfa over the past half month.
In response, Lin Junfu reached out to pat the latter's shoulder, offering consolation while sternly pretending to be angry, "You know your life wasn't easy to save, so why are you wandering around? Go back and rest in the house."
Understanding his brother's worry for him, Wang Junfa gave the latter a grateful look, then gently tapped the window glass of the isolation room beside him, raised his tone slightly, and asked, "Miss Wei, can I co out and walk around now?"
Roughly ten seconds passed, and from the quiet isolation room ca Wei Yang's unique magnetic voice.
"Yes, everyone, rest assured! Director Wang's temperature has almost recovered after these two days of dication, and coming out to walk around more, basking in the sunlight, is beneficial to his physical health."
After Wei Yang finished speaking, Wang Junfa shrugged with a hint of amusent, as if to tell Lin Junfu, you can't say anything now, can you?
However, his look of dejection, due to prolonged illness, made it difficult for others to feel at ease.
Since Wei Yang had already spoken, Lin Junfu had nothing more to say, as he had entrusted hygiene and epidemic prevention work to her.
As the saying goes, don't use people you distrust, and don't distrust the people you use. Although he wasn't sure how professional her dical knowledge was, it was certainly better than his.
So...
"Alright! Alright! As Miss Wei said, you should walk around more, but if you feel uncomfortable, you must go back to rest imdiately, understood?"
"Understood, Officer, cough cough!" After all, his body was still too weak, as Wang Junfa beca slightly excited and said a few words, he began to cough uncontrollably.
Once the coughing subsided, Wang Junfa returned to the main topic, first glancing at the pile of materials on the ground, then asked noncommittally, "Were you just searching for fabric to store water?"
"Yes, Director Wang, do you... have a solution?" Sowhat doubtful, as Old Zhao himself had seen most of the clothes in the factory, he didn't think there was any material suitable for water storage here.
Even the white plastic sheets from before had mostly been used to build temporary isolation rooms. As for the remaining remnants, there were not enough to cover the entire tank.
Wang Junfa didn't answer, but instead raised his hand to point at the burly Hu Xiaodong, then gestured for Lin Junfu to wait a mont, before leading the two of them towards the main factory building.
Watching the slowly disappearing dejected figures, Zhao Yunhai wiped the sweat from his face, collected his thoughts, and refocused everyone's attention back on work.
As usual, the team was split into two groups:
Acheng and Tang Xiaoquan ford one group, responsible for nailing the wooden boxes according to Zhao Yunhai's hand-drawn plans;
While Zhao Yunhai himself worked with Wen Quanxin to build the drainage channels.
The most difficult part of the entire construction work was climbing onto the roof, sothing that initially seed simple but beca complicated due to the lack of wooden ladders in the factory area.
Fortunately, the clothing factory wasn't short of tables, and in no ti, under Zhao Yunhai's imaginative creativity, an elevated platform constructed from wooden tables and cardboard boxes was created.
Climbing to the roof with the help of the platform made the remaining work much simpler.
Wen Quanxin handed the cut PVC pipes up to the roof sequentially, where Zhao Yunhai arranged and secured them with nails.
Once everything was done, four sloped drainage channels were completed.
On the other side, Tang Xiaoquan and A Cheng also worked with tacit cooperation, nearly completing the first water tank as Old Zhao finished, guided by Zhao Yunhai's clear drawings.
All the work was progressing in an orderly manner, and the blazing sun overhead was unknowingly reaching its zenith.
"Hey, guys, we found material for water storage!" Hu Xiaodong's sowhat low voice exploded in the air, causing Tang Xiaoquan and the others, busy with work, to stop and turn their attention towards the sound.
They saw Hu Lin and another person, one in front and one behind, carrying a thick roll of dark green fabric together. Just by their heavy steps, one could judge the impressive weight of the fabric.
No wonder Director Wang asked them to help! Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
And as if to confirm his thought, as Hu Lin and his partner set the fabric down in front of everyone, they almost simultaneously staggered, and everyone heard a loud "thud," followed by dust rising all around.
"Oh my! Cough, cough!" Wen Quanxin waved away the choking dust and curiously bent down to touch the fabric's surface, exclaiming, "Wow, this material feels pretty slick."
"Hehehe!" Old Wang, dragging his sickly body aptly into view, explained while pointing below, "This is a waterproof coated fabric, up to export standards, quality-checked by ITS. We happen to have an order for foreign military supplies, to make sleeping bag linings, and I think using it to store water shouldn't be too much of a problem."
At this point, the final issue troubling Old Zhao was finally resolved. You could imagine Old Zhao's excitent at that mont, he practically grinned broadly and responded, "It's not just no problem; it's as if it was made for our water storage tank, hahaha!"
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