Siheyuan: After being robbed of her marriage, she married Zheng Juan backhandedly

in the cafeteria.

Silly Zhu is indescribably happier these days.

Cheng Zhiguo had already been sentenced to death at Qin Huairu's place, and his opponent in the courtyard was Jia Xudong, a paralyzed man, which was nothing to worry about.

Although because of the misunderstanding a few days ago, Qin Huairu still likes to ignore him now, but as long as the salary is paid, no matter how big the misunderstanding is, it can be resolved.

more importantly--

Cheng Zhiguo is out of luck!
Nothing refreshed him more than this.

So now he walks with wind and hums when he cooks.

"Master, I'm back."

A fat man ran over in a hurry.

Silly Zhu hurriedly came over: "How is it?"

"I've made it clear. It's true that as you said, the Cheng surname will be unlucky in the near future. In the meeting just now, some leaders proposed to remove him from the position of team leader."

"Hey!"

Silly Zhu was extremely satisfied, "Has the proposal passed?"

The fat man shook his head: "Liang Wencheng tried his best to stop him, but he will definitely be finished in the next meeting."

That is, it didn't run away.

Shazhu doesn't think Cheng Zhiguo can turn the tide.

"Come on, I'm in a good mood today, and I'll teach you a new dish."

The fat man was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

……

Not only Shazhu, but the entire courtyard soon knew about Cheng Zhiguo.

Liu Haizhong sighed, and said to the second aunt: "Cheng Zhiguo is still young after all. In the courtyard, there is an old lady who takes care of him, and everyone has concerns, so he can do whatever he wants, but in the factory, he is a fifth-level fitter. Not at the mercy of others."

As a seventh-level worker, he naturally knew who Xu Weijun's apprentice was, and who was behind all this.

He wondered why Yi Zhonghai suddenly changed his temper and played such a blatant trick, but also felt that Cheng Zhiguo might really fall for it this time.

The factory is not like a courtyard house, where grades determine everything.

An employee of Cheng Zhiguo's level couldn't make any waves at all.

The second aunt heard the whole story, and said with a smile: "That's fine, that kid has his nostrils up all day, and he didn't look at the people in the courtyard, so it's fine to let him suffer."

Liu Haizhong thought the same way, after all, he was humiliated by Cheng Zhiguo only two days ago, so he was naturally happy to see this kid's bad luck.

But he felt that the matter this time would not end after suffering.

Maybe the job that Cheng Zhiguo depends on for survival will be lost.

The matter seemed to have settled, Qin Huairu returned home and told Jia Xudong the whole matter.

"it is good!"

Jia Xudong yelled, ecstatic.

He only felt that the depression in his chest was swept away, and his whole body was transparent and comfortable.

cool!

He Cheng Zhiguo also has such a time!
Thinking about it, this is the first time he has been deflated since he became enemies with the Cheng family ten years ago.

Jia Xudong was overjoyed. If his body was not disabled, he would probably be able to jump up. He said proudly, "We will have a big dinner tonight to celebrate! Huai Ru, go and tell Mom about this now, so that she will be happy too."

Qin Huairu's expression collapsed immediately, and he replied "Okay" lightly, and walked out.

But instead of going to the hospital, she walked to the backyard.

Jia Zhang's side should keep it a secret, on the one hand, it will let her have a long memory;

In the factory, Cheng Zhiguo really let Yi Zhonghai decide.

But in the courtyard, it is better not to provoke or not.

And when she came to the backyard at this time, she planned to have a showdown with Cheng Zhiguo to see how he would react.

But Cheng Zhiguo didn't seem to be at home, Qin Huairu asked Guangming who was learning characters at the door: "Guangming, isn't Zhiguo at home?"

Guangming shook his head: "Brother-in-law seems to have something to do recently, and he comes back very late every day."

Came back late?
Could it be that he went everywhere to ask for help?
Qin Huairu nodded and left, but didn't take it seriously.

Yi Zhonghai's influence in the factory is not ordinary, and there are countless apprentices. Except for the factory director and secretary, anyone who wants to oppose him has to weigh it.

But the factory director and secretary, why should they help him?
"Just let him play for a few more days. The more he begs, the more he will understand how desperate the current situation is."

At that time, if she hooked her hands casually, why would Cheng Zhiguo come over immediately and beg for mercy?
Thinking of his pride, Qin Huairu couldn't help but "puchi" smile.

"Crash-"

Pour out a jar of clear wine, and the intoxicating aroma fills the entire courtyard.

Lao Guitou took a deep breath, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

"Good wine!"

He couldn't help shouting.

The wine made from this special sorghum was indeed as extraordinary as he had imagined!
He couldn't wait to scoop out a spoonful, tasted it, and then exhaled freely.

In the future, I no longer need to satisfy my hunger with those bad wines in the factory.

After the taste was exhausted, he said to Cheng Zhiguo: "These are the specific operation steps. You don't need to know it just superficially. If you really want to brew this level of good wine, you need to practice over time."

"it is good."

Cheng Zhiguo said, "Master, I have something to deal with in the factory these two days, so I won't come here."

Old Guitou took another sip of wine, and asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Is there something wrong?"

"That's it."

"If you need me to come forward, just speak up. In the past few years, with my wine-making skills, I also know a lot of dignitaries in Forty-Nine City."

Cheng Zhiguo said with a smile: "Then thank you, Master, if I don't handle it well, I will definitely not be polite to you."

"Hey! Remember what you said."

Lao Guitou waved his hand, "Put these wines in two bottles and take them home."

After saying that, he turned and left.

These days, he taught how to govern the country and make wine, and the two chatted a lot.

Cheng Zhiguo is quick-witted, he learns things quickly, and he is very measured in doing things, but the idea that pops up occasionally sounds shocking and out of tune with this era.

He didn't seem to care about the current constraints at all. Although he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, in Lao Guitou's view, it was just because he didn't need it.

Just like brewing wine, once Cheng Zhiguo thinks what needs to be done, the legal provisions are just waste paper in his eyes.

So he was not worried that Cheng Zhiguo would not settle the so-called troubles, but worried that he was going too far.

This was his original intention when he said he wanted to help, he didn't want his apprentice to be finished like this.

Cheng Zhiguo found two empty bottles, filled them with wine and put them into the system.

The wine brewed in the system was almost ready to go out of the tank, so he took it back for comparison.

Back home, after eating, he went straight into the system.

Pour out the brewed wine and taste it, it turned out to be a bit sour...

Old Guitou was indeed right, he only understood the steps now, but he still lacked a lot of real skills.

However, technology is not enough, time can be made up.

He threw the closed tank into the small black room, intending to close it for a while before using it.

On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, the day before the Lantern Festival, the other two eighth-level fitters in the factory were sent out.

Cheng Zhiguo is going to do it.