Siheyuan: I have traveled through time and space and still can’t eat enough?

It was only then that Yan Jiekuang noticed that Yi Zhonghai was also in the room. He had been sitting at the table without saying a word.

After Yan Jiekuang sat down, he asked, "Uncle, what's the matter? Why are you so serious?"

When Yi Zhonghai heard what Yan Jiekuang said, he smiled and looked at him and said, "It's like this. Banggeng's leg is healed, and now he wants to find a job. But because you reported him last time, his personnel relationship was retained in the factory, so he has no..."

Before Yi Zhonghai could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yan Jiekuang: "Uncle, we can't slander good people. What do you mean I reported him? What evidence do you have?"

"Also, I heard that Bang Geng was fired because he extorted money from fellow villagers when he was showing a movie in the countryside. Why do you make it sound like he was framed?"

Seeing that Yan Jiekuang refused to admit that he was the one who reported Banggeng, Yi Zhonghai could only rephrase his words: "Yes, I said the wrong thing, and Banggeng was punished because he did something wrong."

"But now he has lost his job, can you please let him go and return the personnel relationship to Bang Geng?"

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Yan Jiekuang's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Uncle, you are wrong again. His personnel relationship was withheld by the factory. What does it have to do with me, let alone asking me to return it to him."

"You've got the wrong person. You should go find the factory leader."

Seeing that Yan Jiekuang refused to give in, Yi Zhonghai cursed him in his heart.

Ever since Banggeng's leg was almost healed, the people from the retirement group started helping him find a job.

However, when the employers heard about Bang Geng, they not only made mistakes, but also lost the personnel relationship and refused outright, no matter how many gifts or how much money they gave.

Qin Huairu had no choice but to ask the street office to issue a new certificate of return to the city for Banggeng, but no one would be stupid enough to do such a mistake.

In desperation, Yi Zhonghai, who had retired long ago, had to come out of retirement and ask for help from his old connections in an attempt to get Banggeng's personnel relationship back from the factory.

However, they were told that this was an order issued by Deputy Factory Director Li Haifeng, who did not allow employees who had made mistakes to transfer their personnel relations.

After a little thought, he realized that this matter was targeting Bang Geng. Everyone in the factory knew that Yan Jiekuang had a very close relationship with Li Haifeng.

After returning home, the people in the retirement group discussed it and decided to come to Yan to ask for help, hoping that he would let Bang Geng go for the sake of their being neighbors for so many years.

This arduous task naturally fell on Yi Zhonghai, which led to today's conversation.

Seeing Yan Jiekuang refused to give in, Yi Zhonghai could only sigh helplessly: "Jiekuang, just tell us what it will take to let Banggeng go! We will try our best to meet your requirements."

Seeing Yi Zhonghai admitting defeat, Yan Jiekuang didn't want to let it go so easily: "What are you talking about? Bang Geng is so powerful, why should I let him go? Didn't he even threaten my master? He is planning to take revenge on me."

Yi Zhonghai smiled bitterly and said with a smile: "He is young and doesn't know how to respect his elders. As his uncle, you have watched him grow up, so just let him go!"

In fact, Yan Jiekuang is only three or four years older than Banggeng, but according to the seniority in the courtyard, he is indeed the elder.

Seeing that Yan Jiekuang was still indifferent, Yi Zhonghai could only look at Yan Bugui who had been silent: "Old Yan, say something too!"

"You are the third uncle in the hospital. Banggeng has respected you since he was a child. You can't ruin his life like this!"

Yan Bugui glanced at Yi Zhonghai, then at Yan Jiekuang, and sighed helplessly: "Jiekuang, tell your uncle what conditions you have. It is better to resolve a feud than to create one, not to mention that we are neighbors."

Yan Jiekuang could understand Yan Bugui's idea. People of this era respected distant relatives more than close neighbors.

Just like in the original drama, although it is a bit exaggerated, even if there is a conflict between the two families and the other party is in trouble, they should still help each other.

Seeing that his father had spoken, Yan Jiekuang no longer had the intention to tease Yi Zhonghai, but it was impossible for him to let them go so easily.

"Uncle, I can help you to use your connections to get Banggeng's personnel connections, but this requires gifts and favors. You can't let me help you for free!"

Hearing Yan Jiekuang's resignation, Yi Zhonghai heaved a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Okay, we'll prepare whatever you need now, and we'll definitely satisfy you."

He didn't want to agree so readily, but after trying for so long, they simply couldn't find anyone who could get the job done.

Now Yan Jiekuang has finally given in. If he changes his mind because of bargaining, Yi Zhonghai will regret it to death.

Yan Jiekuang raised his eyebrows and smiled at Yi Zhonghai.

"I want the house left by the deaf old lady."

How could Yi Zhonghai agree to such conditions? Not to mention that the house did not belong to the Jia family at all, the house was worth thousands of dollars, which was too much of a price to pay.

So his first reaction was to refuse: "No, this house belongs to Silly Zhu, I have no say in it."

Yan Jiekuang didn't take his rejection seriously at all.

All he needed was Yi Zhonghai to convey this matter to the Jia family, and then naturally someone would be able to get Sha Zhu to agree.

But the face-saving work still needs to be done. Yan Jiekuang looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Dad, it's not that I don't give you face. It was the uncle who asked me to put forward the conditions. Now I have said it, but he doesn't agree."

"Then let's just pretend this never happened. You two can continue chatting while I go back to sleep."

Seeing Yan Jiekuang getting up to leave, Yi Zhonghai hurriedly called him.

"Jie Kuang, please wait a moment."

Yan Jiekuang stopped and looked at Yi Zhonghai, wanting to know what he was going to say.

"I really can't decide on the house of the deaf old lady. I'll ask the Jia family to give you 500 yuan as hard work fee. That's fine, right? This is the price for buying a job now."

Yan Jiekuang was not interested at all in the 500 yuan that Yi Zhonghai mentioned. He was no longer the same person as when he first came here, and he could not be sent away with just a little money.

Although the price of houses is not very high nowadays, the house of the deaf old lady is only worth about 1,800 yuan.

But now the educated youth have just returned to the city not long ago, and houses are scarce. It can be said that they are priced out of stock and cannot be bought at all.

Moreover, Yan Jiekuang knew very well how high the price of a courtyard house would be in later generations. Just a room like that would cost at least tens of millions.

It is still early now, and he is not planning to hoard houses. It will be time for him to take action after the reform and opening up, when a large number of people start to immigrate abroad.

However, since he now has the opportunity to obtain the deaf old lady's house, he does not want to give up, so as to avoid trouble in the future and have to calculate the people in the retirement group.

So Yan Jiekuang explicitly rejected Yi Zhonghai's proposal: "No, we want that house. You can go back and discuss it with the Jia family first."

After Yan Jiekuang finished speaking, he left the front yard and stopped talking nonsense with Yi Zhonghai.

When Yi Zhonghai told the people in the retirement group about this, Sha Zhu was the first one to lose his seat.