Siheyuan: At the beginning, he scolded the sticks!

"500! Why doesn't he go grab it?"

The second uncle jumped up directly, looking at Zhang Long with disgust and anger in his eyes, as if he was looking at Deputy Factory Director Li through Zhang Long.

Zhang Long also looked embarrassed: "You have to widen your horizons, this 500 yuan is an astronomical figure for us, but which one of the leaders you say can't afford ten or twenty yuan for a meal?

Aren't the last gifts all fifty, and the ones who go up to fifty go up?
That random spending is our salary for several months.

You have to take a long-term view. If you think about it, if you took 200 yuan to hook up with him this time, wouldn’t it be easier to ask him to do something in the future?
Maybe if you perform well in front of him, he can show you a way to make money! "

Zhang Long's words made the second uncle quite moved, but when he thought about giving 200 yuan, he felt that his heart was in pain, the flesh on his face trembled, and his eyes were filled with displeasure.

Zhang Long didn't force it, and pretended to be kind and said: "Don't worry about this matter, 200 yuan is not a small sum, is it? Find me, I'll set up a line for you.

As for the money for striking up a conversation, we all belong to the same yard, so I won't ask you for it! "

When the second uncle heard the first half of Zhang Long's sentence, he felt a little relieved, but he was blocked again when he heard the last few sentences.

But this time, he just pursed his lips and didn't speak. He nodded towards Zhang Long, his eyes swept over Zhang Long for the last time, tightened the bowl of pork head meat in his hand, said hello, and prepared leave.

Zhang Long sent him directly to the gate of the yard, even if the second uncle didn't stop him, Zhang Long would have sent him home directly.

Seeing off the second uncle Zhang Long, he stretched his waist and went back to the yard to wake up. Seeing that it was already night, he went directly to the kitchen to prepare for cooking. Before the water boiled, he heard the yard door being opened again. He Yuzhu He stepped into the yard with two chickens.

The old lady stepped into the main house and said hello, then went straight to the kitchen with the chicken, threw the skinned chicken into the water, and took Zhang Long's place with her sleeves up.

Zhang Long was also happy to be at leisure, moved a bench and sat at the door of the kitchen, and asked:

"The director didn't stop you this week, and let you get this chicken back so easily?"

With a relaxed smile on his face, he said while boiling the chicken: "How dare he stop me now?

Brother, let me tell you, Director Zhou always took a detour when he saw me now! "

Zhang Long frowned, a little surprised, but after a little thought, he understood what was going on.

After all, when he was in Director Yang's office, Zhang Long made it clear that Director Zhou forced Ran Qiuzhu. This week, Director Zhou probably knew he was wrong, and was afraid that they would bring it up again, so he called Ran Qiuzhu over by the way. If there is a confrontation between the two sides, I am afraid that he will really suffer.

"That's fine, as long as he understands it clearly!"

He Yuzhu chuckled: "That's right, my brother is the best, brother today I will make you a drunken chicken, it's delicious!"

He Yuzhu's craftsmanship is incredible, and the cooking speed is fast, not too much. After only one hour, three dishes were served, one drunken chicken, one small stir-fried vegetables, and one soup.

The old lady was quite interested and asked Zhang Long to bring out a bottle of wine to help the fun. The three drank a few glasses of wine, and after the meal was full, He Yuzhu went to wash the dishes, greeted the old lady, and was about to go out. In the yard, Zhang Long stopped him.

"What's wrong bro?"

Zhang Long stuffed the book he got back from the third master today into He Yuzhu's hand, and took out another 20 yuan from his pocket.

"I remember that you don't go to work tomorrow, so you go to the city, go to the bookstore and buy me a book that is exactly the same, and then send it directly to Teacher Ran and his family."

As soon as He Yuzhu heard Teacher Ran, he couldn't understand what Zhang Long meant, his mouth immediately grinned behind his head, and his teeth were more conspicuous than his lips.

Immediately promised to be excited and gave Zhang Long a four-dimensional gift.

"Yes! Brother, I promise to complete the task!"

Seeing the salute with his hand raised on his forehead, Zhang Long was speechless, stretched out his hand to press the back of He Yuzhu's head, and pushed him out.

"Okay, you, then go home quickly, remember to get things done for me tomorrow!

By the way, if you return the book, you can return the book, and you are not allowed to say any more words! "

He Yuzhu was excited right now, and said solemnly: "Yes! I promise I won't say a single word of nonsense!"

"Okay, let's go."

Seeing the figure of He Yuzhu who was basically bouncing away, Zhang Long closed the door, greeted the old lady, and told her not to watch the TV as usual, and closed the door and went back to the house to sleep when it was too late .

Although when I woke up the next morning, I found that the old lady was asleep again, and the remote control was still in her hand.

The old lady Zhang Longnan had no choice but to sigh, and went to the kitchen to warm up the meal for the old lady, and then rode to the rolling mill by herself.

There was nothing to do today, basically finished work after a day of messing around, and in the middle of the afternoon Ran Qiuzhu came over with a fruit basket and told Zhang Long that He Yuzhu had delivered the book.

By the way, I also asked, "Did you buy that book new? My sister said that the book is different from his original one."

Zhang Long didn't hide anything, just said: "Oh, yes, I bought it new."

Ran Qiuzhu asked hesitantly: "It's that desk...do you want to come back?"

Zhang Long chuckled and said: "That's not true, so the book was ruined by the third master of our courtyard."

Ran Qiuzhu frowned, and said rather complainingly: "Just tell us, why do you accompany yourself! This book costs 12 yuan!"

Seeing Ran Qiuzhu's distressed eyes looking at him, Zhang Long knew that he had achieved his goal.

The 12 yuan is really nothing to him. The reason why he didn't force the third master to pay is because he wanted Ran Qiuzhu and Ran Qiuye to know what was going on.

Of course, the main reason was to let Ran Qiuye know that after all, Ran Qiuzhu's favorability with him was almost full, and her family was the next big problem.

Zhang Long stood up with a smile, said a few words of relief, told her that money was nothing to him, and told Ran Qiuzhu not to worry about it.

Ran Qiuzhu's small face was wrinkled, his mouth was pouted, his eyes were full of distress for Zhang Long, when Zhang Long's hand rubbed his head, he directly embraced Zhang Long, and put his whole body into a hug. Buried on his chest, said sullenly:
"Thank you."

Zhang Long also put his hands together and wrapped Ran Qiuzhu in his arms, and the two stood beside the table hugging each other.