06／131 Golmud business trip diary

Friday ? Weather: windy sand Mood: dumbfounded ?13:55

Location: Zongjia Town, Dulan County. Outside the window of the infrastructure office on the second floor of Jinhui Mining is a not-so-high snow-capped mountain. The top of the mountain is covered with snow, and you can see the mottled mountain scenery. The mountain is not completely covered with snow. The wind was very strong, and the three flags outside kept fluttering in the wind. The sky was gray. The glass windows are also covered with a layer of soil and sand.

Just came down from the mountain. For the first time, I independently completed on-site measurements and communicated with Party A and the construction party. It was very windy at the scene and it was so cold that I didn’t even want to take a tape measure. I used a rangefinder to measure various data on the site and took out my mobile phone to take photos. Confirm and implement the size, function, and location of the unit. Recorded in the notebook at the construction site, everything was successfully completed on site. Feeling great about yourself.

The first time I saw it live was last year. My new colleague is an alumnus of the high school. Neither of them understood anything, and the notes I took and the pictures I drew were all in disarray. Compared to then, there has been a lot of progress now. When a person is forced into an environment, he will be able to do things he doesn't know how to do. Practice more, make more mistakes, listen more, and think more. These are very helpful in getting exposed to new jobs.

This is my first business trip to another place, Golmud, although it is still in this province. It takes 8 hours by train from Xining and arrives at Golmud Station at 10pm. Golmud is very quiet. Even if you live in the urban area, there are not many people out at night. I booked a hotel with my colleagues and went out to find a nearby restaurant for dinner. Her soup is to my liking. Not very sweet, bland. A shop run by a couple. The boss cooks the dishes, and the landlady takes the orders, pays the bills, and serves the dishes. The two of them work together in perfect harmony. After a while, their own meals were placed on the tables of three or four guests. After the couple finished their work, they sat in the corner and chatted about the day's anecdotes and trivial matters at home. Occasionally have a word or two with the guests. Ordinaryness is a blessing. That's all. At around eleven o'clock in the evening, we returned to the hotel. After washing, I lay in bed without feeling sleepy for a long time. I didn't sleep well that night.

The next day. I woke up around four o'clock in the morning. Keep lying down. We set off to our destination at 9:30, and the whole way was the Gobi Desert. The car drove on a straight asphalt road, and it took nearly half an hour to turn. At the corner, there are Tibetan Mani stones, colorful prayer flags, and wind-blown prayer wheels. Full of traces of time. Legend has it that where there are prayer flags and Mani stones, traffic accidents have occurred in the past. Therefore, they put prayer stones and hang prayer flags to pray for the souls of the dead, and also remind passing drivers to pay attention to their safety. The colorful prayer flags flutter with sadness and warmth.

Reach destination. As soon as I got off the car, I was greeted by the mountain breeze that rushed towards me and hugged me. It was so enthusiastic that I was a little overwhelmed. I was so scared that I wrapped myself tightly in my clothes, put on my hat, and stood silently by the wall. When the construction team is in place, everyone introduces themselves and gets to know each other, then goes straight to the topic. Start project negotiation and site survey. Fortunately, this girl's IQ is online at this time.

Watch it live. The three parties have explained the unfinished matters. We set off back to Golmud. Except for the first ten minutes of driving, I chatted for a while with a girl who dropped by the mountain. The rest of the time, I closed my eyes and rested, seeming to fall asleep, until I entered Golmud City.

Return to the hotel and take a short rest. Go out to change and reissue train tickets. Before leaving home, I told my colleagues that I could just bring my ID card. The other things are not needed. As a result, I went to the train station, passed the security check, and arrived at the ticket hall. My colleague went out to answer the phone and I was idle. I saw the automatic ticket vending machine on the right side of the hall and wanted to play. The machine prompted me to put my ID card in the verification area, and I woke up in an instant. Oh my god. I came out without my ID card. Really crying to myself. My IQ must have been blown away by the strong wind. Fortunately, there were very few people buying tickets and doing business. I went over and asked the conductor if it was OK to change the ticket without an ID card. The conductor sister is simply an angel. She said that as long as you have a ticket, it will be fine. Amitabha. Fortunately, I can change my ticket. I'll wait until I get home tomorrow to get a replacement, so don't worry. No rush.

Successfully completed the change. My colleagues and I walked back in the opposite direction to the hotel. Go farther and farther. She was definitely right. Finally, because of the invoice matter, I need to go back to the hotel immediately to handle it. Then we took a taxi back to the hotel. She finally admitted that she was going the wrong way. Although, I know the direction.

Returned to the hotel again around 18:30. The sun is just right outside the window. The city is as quiet as a child sleeping in the sun. 19:41 Everything is settled. Went out for dinner. Take a walk along the street. On the way, I met my sister who came to Golmud in the same carriage. What a coincidence. I walked to a supermarket and went in for a walk. 21:45. Return to your residence via the original route. Wash up. Write a running story.

22:35. Finish. Golmud. Good night.

(Enlightenment: It is not strange for anyone to meet or separate from any place or person.)

I like you lightly and accompany you affectionately.

Use silent feelings to write a story that will last forever.