Siheyuan: Start with senior technicians

Seeing Deputy Director Zhang's silence, he simply said: "Deputy Director Zhang, see if you can let Ding Rushan go back to the hospital to work."

Yang Weibiao said at the right moment, "Deputy Director Zhang, this is a bit of yak jerky. I'm sorry to trouble you."

He is giving a hint, it depends on whether the person accepts the move or not.

Unexpectedly, Deputy Director Zhang shook his head and said, "No need, I can't solve this problem."

"Deputy Director Zhang, is it because of your father? But this matter has been in the past for a long time."

Director Fang felt that he could no longer hold on to his dignity.

"Everything else is easy to talk about, but this thing can't be done."

Deputy Factory Director Zhang is not indifferent, but this is the person his father fired back then...

For a purchasing team leader of a steel rolling mill, this status is not worthy of his nod.

"No chance at all?"

Director Fang's face darkened.

"This is impossible!" Deputy Director Zhang said firmly.

Yang Weibiao's face didn't look good either, he didn't expect to miss.

"Then let me take another route. No matter what Chu Liu says, Ding Rushan will go to work."

After Yang Weibiao said this, he took Ding Qiunan and asked Ding Rushan to leave.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Ding Rushan also lifted the beef jerky on the coffee table.

"Deputy Director Zhang, we are also leaving. We don't dare to disturb you from now on." Director Fang called the three directors and also got up and left.

Deputy Director Zhang shook his head on his seat, and the secretary next to him said, "Director, that young man seems to be not simple, otherwise Director Fang wouldn't come to ask for it in person."

"He is not simple, he is also from the steel rolling mill. He has lost my father's face for this matter, so he can't do it."

At the entrance of the teahouse, Director Fang chased after him.

"Wei Biao, I'm so sorry today."

"Director Fang, I don't blame you for this. I will find another way and visit you another day."

Yang Weibiao forced himself to calm down, mainly because he was so embarrassed in front of Ding Qiunan.

Then he sent Ding Qiunan and Ding Rushan back.

"Yang Weibiao, forget it if you can't go to the Workers' Hospital."

Ding Qiunan didn't know how to comfort him.

"Who says you can't go? Just wait. I will definitely let Uncle Ding go to work at the Workers' Hospital on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year."

Yang Weibiao rode away. If it didn't work here, he would find another way out.

He was walking quite gracefully, and the cold wind blew on his face, which instantly made him sober.

Don't be impulsive about this. Go back and make plans first.

After returning home, Yang Weibiao leaned on his chair, not in a hurry to cook, but thinking about whether to strike a talisman.

Today's failure made him understand that the more magnificent the attributes, the more unstable they are.

"Brother Yang, something happened." Suddenly, Liu Guangtian ran in, leaving his door open.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Weibiao thought to himself, this can't be done. Silly Zhu, Xu Damao, Qin Huairu, etc. are not in the courtyard.

"I came back from outside and heard Mrs. Jia Zhang complaining in the middle courtyard, saying that her home had been robbed."

Liu Guangtian himself found it incredible.

"This is impossible, don't direct and act on your own!"

Liu Guangtian didn't understand what he said and was a bit ahead of his time.

"Let's go and have a look." Yang Weibiao stood up. He had to lock the door when he went out, not to mention a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

By the time he arrived at the middle courtyard, a lot of people had gathered.

"Oh, who the hell stole my ration, more than twenty kilograms of white flour, and I also lost my money. I can't survive this day."

Jia Zhang was in tears, this time it was true.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, it's still the Spring Festival. If you lose it, you can definitely get it back."

Yi Zhonghai thought it was unlikely, and quickly asked everyone, "Look at each house, has anyone been robbed?"

"I don't have one at home. I'm at home all day."

"Neither does our family!"

"No, nothing was lost."

Residents in the courtyard responded one after another, and some were unsure and quickly ran back to take a look.

Yan Bugui pushed up the frame of his glasses and said, "Jia Zhang, please stop being so arrogant. You are the poorest in our courtyard. How can this thief not be wise?"

"Old Yan, you heartless man, I have really been robbed. I have exchanged twenty-eight pounds of white flour. I only have a few pounds left. How will I live in the future?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang wiped her tears. She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it.

However, the residents in the courtyard still don't believe it.

Yi Zhonghai asked again, "Have you seen anyone come to the courtyard today?"

"I haven't seen you. It's the second day of the new year and no one in our courtyard comes to visit relatives."

"I haven't seen them either, they are all people from our courtyard."

Yang Weibiao also said, "I went out early in the morning and just came back not long ago."

"Wei Biao, why don't you show me the scene? At this time, the street and the police station are also on holiday."

Yi Zhonghai asked for help.

"Yang Weibiao, please take a look. If I can't find it, I will starve to death."

The more Jia Zhang thought about it, the more unlucky she felt.

"to make!"

Yang Weibiao didn't want to help, but felt that this matter was strange.

Now that Jia Zhang's talisman has expired, why are they still losing money? It's unscientific!

Immediately, he and everyone arrived at Jia's house.

Bangge was sitting on a chair, playing with folding paper.

"Look, everyone, I locked the grain inside, and I still have the seventy-four cents left over from buying grain."

When Jia Zhang talked about being divided into this unit, it seemed even more miserable.

"Ok!"

Yang Weibiao nodded, it was indeed missing, and there was some white flour sprinkled in the cupboard...

Everyone knew about Jia Zhang's change to white noodles.

After watching for a while, he left the room, not wanting to stay here and affect his mood.

"Wei Biao, how are you?"

Yi Zhonghai asked in a low voice, guessing that there was a hidden secret.

"It's probably Banggeng who did it, and it's unlikely that anyone else did it. I don't care about this, you can do whatever you want."

Yang Weibiao felt that it was not wrong, everything was fine, and the lock was still fine.

"Oh, I knew it!"

Yan Bugui heard it from the side and suddenly became excited. He was still thinking about his family fortune.

"Lao Yan, don't..."

Yi Zhonghai hurriedly stopped it. This matter couldn't get too big or the impact would be bad.

However, Yan Bugui was not willing to listen, so he immediately shouted, "Ms. Jia Zhang, you are a thief, you must have stolen it from Banggeng."

"What, is it a stick joke? No way!"

"Why not? Last time the third uncle's house was robbed, the police station said it was a child."

"Isn't Banggeng at home? Why don't you ask?"

The residents felt that there was a lot of excitement, and they were fine at home anyway.

It's not like Mrs. Jia Zhang has never doubted her precious grandson, but this doesn't look like it.

"Banggen, tell grandma honestly if you stole it."

"Milk, I don't have one. I went out to play in the afternoon and just came back."

Bangge shook his head for a while, this really didn't look like it.

"You really didn't lie to grandma?"