This chapter will introduce you to a new colleague.

I met Lao Cai by chance. This elder brother is really strange. He looks very young, but he is already a fourth-class non-commissioned officer. I heard that he went to the non-commissioned officer school at the age of 17, and then he has been here all the way to now. Now he is less than 30 years old, and the fourth-class is almost over.

In fact, this is quite good. After the fourth phase, I went back to change to a professional position, and there was still a lot of money, which fulfilled his wish to give some money.

Technician Cai others called him a technician. At first I thought that because his military rank was relatively high, the name of this technician was a respectful title.

But later I realized that the name of this technician is a teasing title, just like Zuo Sheng and Zuo Ye.

Lao Cai is also a person who can do whatever he wants and eat whatever he wants.

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The first time I met Technician Cai was because he happened to go to the convenience store to buy things with me, and then we walked back to the boat together.

The street lights on our brigade's guide bridge are dim, so they are all dark all the way. That day, Lao Cai walked with me in the dark and lit a cigarette, and started smoking leisurely.

At that time, our brigade banned smoking and was prohibited from throwing garbage into the sea. So Lao Cai's approach was purely confident that the brigade was in a dark night and no one could see him.

You said you can just smoke. Don’t throw cigarette butts around after smoking. As a result, in order to prevent others from seeing him throw cigarette butts into the sea, he threw it back with a wave of his arms, looking very casual.

"Old Cai, it's not good for you to do this. If you throw it back, do you know there is someone behind?"

"Do you have evidence that I threw it? Look at me so casually, who knows that I would throw it?"

As a result, as soon as Lao Cai finished speaking, I saw Boss Guo’s face appearing gloomy next to him.

"I know you threw it!"

"Damn Boss, why are you behind me!"

"Don't worry about why I'm behind you, let me tell you first, I saw you throw cigarette butts behind you."

"Boss, listen to my explanation. It's dark here, and no one is sure to be the one. The cigarette butt just now may not be thrown by me, and maybe it was thrown by this fat man!"

Then that day I met this turtle boy. I, a man who doesn't smoke, inexplicably framed me, and did such frame-ups in front of me. This is too straightforward, right? You are waiting for me to be away, so you can say this again?

But our boss Guo was wise and held Lao Cai's shoulder coldly, and said viciously: "Don't explain, it's just you throw it away, because the cigarette butt is still on my pants!"

When Lao Cai and I turned around, we found that the cigarette butt he had just thrown was accurately thrown on Boss Guo’s pants. The cigarette butt not only burned a hole in Boss Guo’s pants, but also stuck to Boss Guo’s pants and did not fall off.

This is how people and stolen!

That night, Lao Cai was conducting a review at the military conference and also brushed the plate for a month.

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Lao Cai has been on the boat for many years, but for some reason, the sea breeze did not blow him black, the sun did not tan, and even his clothes were clean, so he was white and fat.

Since I met him, I have been puzzled, so I asked him: "What kind of maintenance method is it that has allowed you to maintain this white and fat look for so many years in the Navy?"

Lao Cai said to me casually: "What you said is wrong. Look at me, I am a host, and I am not on the deck. Why do you think I will turn black?"

"That's true, but shouldn't you be like eggplant, dirty and oily?"

"But I don't work either!" Old Cai said to me with a cute look on his face at that time.

"Oh, you're so confident when you don't work. Are you as thick-skinned as me?"

I don’t know why, since I came to this boat, I have met shameless people who were led by this group of people. Look at these people who don’t work, they are justified and have such thick-skinned words. So everyone must believe me. I am a hardworking and very valuable fat man. I was just led by them.

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Now let me talk about the height of our Lao Cai is about the same as mine and the weight is about the same as mine, but because of his white skin, he looks like Maitreya Buddha and I look like Saddam.

People with such figures should be the same as me and have great strength. I thought so at that time, but it was not until one time when we went on a business trip with him that our two classes went to move vegetables together.

Everyone should know when moving dishes. This dish is heavy, it must be a little heavy, but it must be very heavy, but it must be much lighter than shells.

When I was moving vegetables, there were two large frames, about fifty kilograms a basket. Xiaodong and the others would definitely throw them to me, but there was no way. Who made me look fat, and the host class would definitely throw them to Technician Cai, because he looked very fat too.

So we walked to the vegetable basket silently, and then fell down at the same time. I successfully carried the vegetable, while Lao Cai successfully drifted his waist.

Someone else's waist flashed and it was just a little chuckled. Technician Cai was different. Oh my god! Then he rolled around the dock all over the ground.

When we saw Technician Cai rolling all over the ground, we all thought we were injured, and then he said his waist flashed.

At that time, all of us were amazed, especially Xiaodong looked at Lao Cai and said, "You actually have a waist??? You are like Fatty Mao, you should be the only head and butt?"

"Xiaodong, I want to break up with you!" I roared angrily.

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After being injured this time, Lao Cai applied to go to the 442 hospital for recuperation. It seems that he hasn't seen him for more than three months.

As a result, once, I happened to meet him when I was out.

I saw him walking as fast as he was running much faster than me.

As soon as I saw him from a distance, I turned around and wanted to leave. I always felt that there was nothing good about him. As expected, this bastard called me immediately. I thought I didn't hear it, and turned around and ran away.

But what's so annoying is that I haven't run away from him.

A person wearing a hospital uniform who said that his lumbar disc herniation had broken was actually running faster than me in 3,000 meters. Should I be lying inside 442? He should be on the boat to work?

As a result, Lao Cai caught up and asked me to invite him to dinner. The reason for the invitation was also very ridiculous. He said that his waist flashed three months ago, mainly because of mine. If I moved all the two baskets of vegetables in one breath, he would not have skipped.

Then you can't pull out the shit. Do you blame the toilet for not sucking out the shit?
Chapter completed!