I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

In the afternoon, two comrade reporters would stand outside the business room from time to time, looking at the forest farm and drilling machine on the opposite side, contemplating, contemplating, and contemplating again... This made them look like two master stones.

In the evening, Chen Mu couldn't help but curiously asked Guo Changgeng and Chu Fan: "You come to interview, don't you take a few photos or something?"

Guo Changgeng looked at the forest farm on the other side of the road, and said distressed: "We can't get in, in such a place...If we are caught, they can beat us and send us to the police station as thieves. of."

Chu Fan also nodded and said, "Yes, in this environment, it is too dangerous for us to rush in. Well, I used to follow the news of a black kiln factory. In that kiln factory, a reporter who came to visit the kiln factory was caught. The Lord directly beat the people to death and then found a place to bury them. It was almost inhumane."

So it's not that I don't want to shoot...

Chen Mu felt that these two comrades reporters were a little bit too careful about what they often said in martial arts, "the older the rivers and lakes, the smaller the courage".

After thinking about it, Mr. Chen decided to help: "Let's do it, I'll take you two around tomorrow, how about?"

"May I?"

When Guo Changgeng and Chu Fan heard the words, their eyes brightened, like two babies waiting for milk.

"What's wrong with this."

Chen Mu nodded: "Tomorrow you two will just follow me, talk as little as possible. As for taking pictures...you have to think of a solution by yourself."

"no problem!"

Guo Changgeng and Chu Fan replied in unison, then the two looked at each other again, and finally turned away.

The next day, Chen Mu woke up and had a good breakfast before walking out of the living area leisurely.

Guo Changgeng and Chu Fan had already got up early in the morning and were waiting in the business room. When Chen Mu came out, Guo Changgeng couldn't help complaining: "Why is it so late? It's already past ten o'clock."

Mr. Chen waved his hand: "Don't worry, it's just right now that this point is past, and people will soon hit the well. There is no time to watch you two. If you go too early, people will stare at you, how can you take pictures."

After a slight pause, Mr. Chen asked again: "How do you plan to take pictures later, tell me, I can also help you cover."

Guo Changgeng took a picture of his shoulder bag and pointed to a small opening on the side of the bag and said, "I have a hidden camera here. I will take this picture when the time comes."

Mr. Chen glanced at the camera, then turned to look at Chu Fan.

Chu Fan had been in his car last night, and he didn't sleep well all night, a little panda-eyed.

He also hung a shoulder bag, which looked very similar to Guo Changgeng's, with a small opening on it, saying, "I also have a hidden camera."

"what?"

Mr. Chen couldn't help but laugh, and compare the shoulder bags of the two people. They are exactly the same. Are you using the standard equipment that the reporter visited unannounced?

After thinking about it, he instructed: "Don't make too much of your movements later. Both people have the same bag, which is easy to be suspicious, so try to keep a low profile."

Guo Changgeng and Chu Fan looked at each other, knowing that Chen Mu was right, they immediately stood up a little straight, deliberately letting the shoulder bag hang more casually.

Chen Mu is actually not afraid. There are so many people in his forest farm. Even if Hanhai Forestry finds it, he dare not do anything. He greets him casually, and the villagers can help him snatch the people back, so he just gives two people. A reporter is vaccinated and try not to cause trouble.

Prepared properly, Chen Mu called the Uighur old man, and a group of four people walked towards the forest farm across the road.

As soon as they crossed the road, the people from Hanhai Forestry found them, and Yuan Cheng who received the news quickly walked out: "Brother Chen, why are you here? Something is wrong?"

Chen Mu glanced at Yuan Cheng. This old guy had obviously not been doing very well in the past few days, his dark circles under his eyes were big, and he looked very haggard.

"Mr. Yuan, your complexion is not so good. You have to rest after work."

Chen Mu and Yuan Cheng shook hands and smiled as soon as they came... Oh, be concerned.

Yuan Cheng raised his brows lightly and said, "Brother Chen, you are interested. Well, I'm just a little tired these past two days. Just look back and take a rest."

Wow, I can hide it...

Chen Mu has been staring at Yuan Cheng through the black technology map for the past two days, knowing that he has not lost his temper, and now he is acting so calmly, completely pretending to be.

Yuan Cheng glanced at the old Uighurs and the two reporters behind Chen Mu, and asked, "Brother Chen, what are you doing here?"

Chen Mu had long thought of an excuse and said, "Mr. Yuan, I heard that you have been unable to drill wells here. It just so happens that some of us have some knowledge in this area, so I wanted to come over and see if I can help. "

Yuan Cheng shook his head: "Thank you, Brother Chen, for your relationship. Although we have not been able to drill the well for the time being, we have made great progress. It shouldn't be long before we can drill the well... Well, it won't bother you. ."

Hold on to you...

Chen Mu laughed and said, "Mr. Yuan, it’s not troublesome. Since we are here, let’s take a look for you. Seriously, I don’t want to see that you can’t get out of the well. If such a good neighbor leaves without water, It’s a shame."

When Yuan Cheng heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched slightly.

He couldn't get out of the well for so many days in a row, and every time the water stopped flowing for half a day, it made him very crazy. Now that he heard Chen Mu's words, the stimulation in his heart can be imagined.

Chen Mu pretended to be familiar, and regardless of whether Yuan Cheng was willing or not, he walked towards the well-drilling machine, and said to Yuan Cheng as he walked, "Mr. Yuan, Uncle Aizimat After living in this area for a lifetime, if you are most familiar with the things about wells, you can let him take a look. Even if you can’t help, we won’t do any harm if we look at it, don’t you?”

Yuan Cheng has always pretended to make friends with Chen Mu. Now Chen Mu walks in regardless, and he can't tear his face, so he can only hold back the 10,000 mmp in his heart and accompany Chen Mu and the others. Walk towards the well drilling machine.

The well-drilling machine has been sounding "suddenly", and along the way, there are many mud holes on the ground, most of which are bubbling with water and pits, making it particularly messy.

When Guo Changgeng and Chu Fan saw this situation, their faces were full of excitement. The first thing they thought of was to take photos of these scenes.

However, because of Chen Mu's previous warnings, they were still very restrained. They didn't dare to make too much movement. They only adjusted their bodies slightly, and let the camera sweep these mud puddles on the ground, and probably took the shot.

Walking all the way to the well-drilling machine, Chen Mu glanced at the machine and asked, "How about it, do you have a chance to get water today?"

Yuan Cheng's tone was firm: "It should be fine."

Chen Mu smiled, then turned to ask the Uighur elderly: "Uncle Aizmati, what do you think? Is this okay?"

The locals used soil methods for drilling wells. Of course, there are no detectors. However, this is also a survival skill passed down from generation to generation by ancestors, and naturally has a certain basis and certainty.

The Uighur old man turned his head and looked at it, then nodded and said, "Look at the topography here. There should be aquifers nearby. It depends on whether you can find it accurately."

I can find it accurately, but I can't get water.

Chen Mu secretly said a word in his heart, with a careless smile on his face, and said to Yuan Cheng: "Mr. Yuan, I hope your well can be drilled as soon as possible."

Is this person...so sincere?

Yuan Cheng glanced at Chen Mu, and suddenly became a little at a loss. He just felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't know where it was wrong.