Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing left the Public Security Bureau with a happy look on his face, secretly sighing that this trip was not in vain.

Director Wu neither supported nor opposed it, which meant he tacitly agreed with Master He Daqing's idea.

What it means is that Master He Daqing makes all the decisions on his own and he doesn't care about anything. If anything goes wrong, Master He Daqing will have to take the responsibility himself.

The three laborers pushing the carts looked at He Daqing eagerly, waiting for He Daqing to pay them their wages.

It was not easy to get the salary from the official, so the three of them did not dare to speak loudly, for fear that He Daqing would arrest them and put them in prison.

He Daqing was in a good mood, so he naturally wouldn't owe Liba such a small amount of money.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?

I'll put you in jail, believe it or not?

I'm almost short of this little money from you?

Take it, no need to change, I have plenty of money..."

Inside the Red Star Steel Mill, more than twenty hooligans were digging the foundation while cursing.

"Damn He Dalu, when I get out, I'm going to take some parts off of him."

“Come on, Lai Saner, He Dalu is not someone you can easily mess with.

When they are famous, you are still working hard for them."

"Zhang Mazi, do you want to die?"

"Come on, come on, am I still afraid of a scoundrel like you?"

The two men were arguing with each other, but before they started fighting, several security team members rushed up and beat them with sticks.

"You sneaky rascals, why don't you get to work? You're itching again, aren't you?

Lai Pi San, Zhang Mazi, you are quite capable and even have the energy to quarrel. So, one steamed bread will be deducted from your dinner.

When you come to our Section Chief He’s territory, you have to coil up if you are a dragon and lie down if you are a tiger.

If anyone doesn’t believe it, just say so~”

The security team members educated these ruffians and lazy guys in a domineering manner, and even beat and scolded them from time to time.

He Daqing put his hands behind his back and swaggered into the construction site.

Looking at the security team members teaching the hooligans a lesson, he nodded with satisfaction.

You can't get used to these things.

He lit a cigarette, took out a pack of Red Peony and threw it to the security team members.

"Everyone, take it and divide it up. Oh, and call Lai Saner and Zhang Mazi over to me."

The two hooligans were kicked and beaten by the security team members and came in front of He Daqing.

He Daqing looked the two hooligans up and down with amusement.

The ruffians' originally straight clothes had shown initial results after these days of labor reform, and were now torn into several pieces.

There was no trace of the previous rebelliousness on his face anymore, instead there was a look of flattery.

This labor reform was indeed effective. In just a few days, these ruffians began to look like middle- and lower-level poor peasants.

This is all thanks to my uncle He Daqing. I am very pleased.

The two ruffians bowed with their hands clasped, smiled apologetically, and asked He Daqing in a flattering manner.

"Master He, why did you call me Lai San'er?

If you need anything, just tell me and I will be at your service."

Zhang Mazi pushed Lai Saner aside.

"Master He, I, Zhang Mazi, am willing to go through fire and water for you.

Don’t believe Lai Saner’s lies. He just said that he will remove all the parts from your body once he gets out…”

"Zhang Mazi, you're talking nonsense. When did I say that?"

"Just tell me, I swear you said it, I'll give you all my life, do you dare?"

"Why don't you dare? I'd dare to kill my 18th generation ancestors..."

He Daqing stepped forward, stretched out his legs and kicked the two hooligans to the ground one by one.

"Fuck, are you telling me a crosstalk?

Shut up, everyone.

Come with me, good things are coming to you."

The three of them went to He Daqing's office and made three cups of hot tea.

He Daqing spoke first:

“Recently, our area has been in a mess.

Many people ran to other black markets farther away to buy and sell things, and several robberies and injuries occurred.

I am now wondering whether the black market should exist or not.

The people need a market to exchange what they have and what they need.

But the black market is full of filth and corruption, and oftentimes, it conflicts with the trend from above and buys and sells things that are not in compliance with the rules.

Tell us what you think.”

Lai Saner's eyes turned, his face lit up with joy, and he said anxiously:

"Master He, this is not that simple.

I can reopen the black market. I will do whatever you tell me to do.

If you say that we are not allowed to buy or sell something, then we will not allow it to be bought or sold.

I, Lai Saner, have always been kind and generous and have a warm heart.

The purpose of organizing the black market is not to make money, but to facilitate the lives and production work of the people.

For the sake of the people, it doesn't matter if I do a little bit of hard work or suffer a little injustice.

Mr. He, just say the word and I, Lai Saner, will do it all.

Anyone who dares to hide dirt and engage in illegal activities in the black market, I, Lai Saner, will never forgive him. "

Zhang Mazi saw that it was no use, as Lai Pi San had said all the good things, and he was not good at talking, so he could not win the argument at all.

Zhang Mazi was so anxious that he turned around and pushed Lai Pi San away.

"Mr. He, I am the same, I am the same.

I can even take care of your shit and pee, I'm more loyal than a scoundrel.

If you have anything to do, just tell me to do it.

This scoundrel is so wicked that he kicked the widow's door, touched the young wife's buttocks, and peeped at the old woman bathing..."

"Master He, don't listen to what Zhang Mazi says.

Zhang Mazi climbed over the widow's wall, beat up the children, and even beat up the old woman..."

He Daqing sipped his tea and watched with great interest as Lai Saner and Zhang Mazi exposed each other's secrets.

After a while, he reluctantly stopped the two hooligans from speaking.

"OK OK.

Damn it, I told you to shut up.

Since you have guessed it, I won’t hide it anymore.

I have the idea of ​​reopening the black market, but the location needs to be near the steel mill. It's too far away and I can't control it.

Tell me how your original black market operated."

Lai Saner said anxiously:

"Master He, we have more than a dozen brothers, and each of us has different responsibilities.

I was responsible for reporting the location and time of the black market opening, and Zhang Mazi was responsible for standing guard.

Some are responsible for maintaining order, and some are responsible for keeping accounts and collecting venue fees from sellers..."

He Daqing listened carefully and finally had a preliminary understanding of the operation of the black market.

Looking at the time, it was almost time for dinner, so He Daqing stood up.

“Okay, I understand almost everything.

It's almost time for dinner, I won't keep you here any longer, go back and dig the foundation.

By the way, for dinner, I will give you an extra cornmeal steamed bread."

When the two ruffians heard the words "dinner time", they thought He Daqing was going to treat them to a meal.

They never expected that He Daqing, this old rascal, would actually ask them to go back and dig the foundation. He is simply not a human being.

We had a quarrel today and one of our dinners was withheld. Now that I have it back, I can make up for my stomach's protest.

He Daqing walked out the door and ran towards Director Yang's office.

It is not an easy task to reopen the black market.

Especially if it is to be done near the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, Director Yang is a hurdle that cannot be avoided.