"A lot."
Han Yu lowered his head to glance at the waterway map, grimacing as he said: "Director Xu, your arrival will definitely mean queuing up. I estimate that at the earliest, you'll only be able to come over tomorrow afternoon."
Xu Sanye asked subconsciously: "So you're saying we can't catch up with you."
"Unless we dock and wait for you."
"We can't stop, can't wait. We're here to help the shipping company recover its losses. We can't increase their economic losses."
Xu Sanye knocked off some ash from his cigarette, and continued, "Besides, you being faster than us has its advantages. Arriving at the sand unloading dock one or two days earlier means we can stagger the dock unloading times. Otherwise, we would need to wait then too."
Indeed, even if the lead fleet arrived one or two days earlier at the sand unloading dock, not all the barges could unload at the same time.
