"But here's the problem—he immediately asked me, where on this construction site can we find such a suitable height? We can't possibly hang ropes on the scaffolding, right?"
"At that moment, I suddenly had an idea." Wang Can's speech quickened, "Isn't there an excavator on the site? So I told Li Yong, I'd go to Mr Zhang, who operates the excavator, and borrow the keys, saying I needed to retrieve a forgotten tool."
"Actually, both of us were thinking the same thing: we could raise the boom of the excavator to a suitable position and then tie the rope to the end of the arm, that way we can adjust the height, right?"
"Li Yong found this feasible too, although it sounded a bit risky, but he was in so much pain at the time that he said he'd give it a try."
"Continue," the record clerk nearby urged softly.
Wang Can rubbed his face vigorously and continued recalling, "Then... I found a sturdy nylon rope from the shed, and also took a clean towel."
