Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

It was less than two months after the New Year, and eating white steamed buns at home was a new thing, and eating white steamed buns was the newest thing among new things for the Jia family.

"Xiao Qiang, are you clear about this? Did you really eat white steamed buns?" Zhang Xiuzhi remembered the bag that Jia Dongxu was holding.

"Sister-in-law must be right." Xiao Qiang said confidently, "He had half a steamed bun in his pocket and he secretly took it out to show off. We all saw it."

"Okay, got it. Don't tell anyone about this. Go have fun!"

"Eh!"

After the two children left, Zeng Youqian asked, "Xiuzhi, what's wrong?"

These days, everyone keeps good food secret and no one shows it off.

After Zeng Wangcai left, the Zeng family's meals were much cheaper. It wasn't because they were reluctant to eat. One reason was that Zeng Youqian and his wife were not used to eating so much meat and fish every day. The second reason was that eating too well would arouse jealousy.

However, despite this, the Zeng family still has a courtyard house, and they are even one of the few people who eat the best in the city.

Zeng Youqian didn't think there was anything wrong with the Jia family eating white steamed buns. It was only when he found out that Zhang Xiuzhi asked about it that he felt something was wrong.

"It's rare for the Jia family to eat white steamed buns!" Zhang Xiuzhi frowned.

"It was given by Yi Zhonghai!" Zeng Youqian thought of the former First Master without any surprise, "He raised Jia Dongxu as his own son and gave him some food every month. As for whether there was any money, I'm not sure."

"No!" Zhang Xiuzhi shook her head. "Even if Yi Zhonghai gave me some, he wouldn't give me white flour. Two-grain flour is the best."

"Where did you get the flour? Are you worried about something?"

"Don't worry about this for now. Please help pay attention to the Jia family's meals these days, or see if there is anything abnormal in other aspects."

"Okay, it's a small place. If they really have something, they can't hide it."

Zhang Xiuzhi handed the matter of the Jia family over to Chen Yumei. This was a matter that only women could handle, and it was really hard for men to say.

When she went to work on Monday, Zhang Xiuzhi first went to the Security Department, said hello to the department chief Zhao Hongqing, and went to the factory office building alone.

As soon as she came out, the security chief Li Yong, the guy who was defeated by Zhang Xiuzhi in one move, appeared behind her.

"Zhang Xiuzhi, the section chief asked me to tell you that we will all go to the branch office for a meeting soon." Li Yong shouted as he chased after Zhang Xiuzhi.

"What kind of meeting is this? Why do I have to go?" Zhang Xiuzhi asked.

She has not been working for long and does not understand much about some things in the system.

During this period, Zhao Hongqing and his colleagues would sometimes go to meetings. Generally, Zhao Hongqing would go alone. If it was an enlarged meeting, he would bring the heads of the security section and the public security section.

But Zhang Xiuzhi was nothing. She was just an ordinary clerk in the security department. Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing would not be her turn.

"Regarding the recent thefts in the factory," Li Yong explained, "you have arrested the most people now, and your reputation has spread to the branch leaders, who specifically asked them to take you with them.

"Zhang Xiuzhi, this is a good thing, this is progress, it means it is easier to get promoted than others..."

"Okay, I'll be back in no time!" Zhang Xiuzhi nodded in agreement.

Wasn't it just for this moment that she worked so hard to catch people, worked so hard, and came to work in the steel mill?

She was no longer the country girl who had just arrived in the city. In addition, she frequently corresponded with Zeng Wangcai, and her horizons and other aspects expanded rapidly.

Because she had a meeting, Zhang Xiuzhi jogged all the way to the office building and went straight to the third floor.

She knocked gently on the open door of the factory office: "I'm looking for Director Zhou..."

There were quite a few people in the factory office, and they were all having morning tea.

Everyone in the office knew Zhang Xiuzhi. Some of them smiled at her, while others looked at her coldly.

What Yi Zhonghai said was right. The steel rolling mill is a small world with complicated personal connections. You never know whether the person you offended has any backers.

Zhang Xiuzhi arrested too many people during this period, and naturally offended many people. In government offices like the factory office, the upright people in them liked Zhang Xiuzhi very much, while those who had connections and were arrested by Zhang Xiuzhi naturally hated her.

"Comrade Xiuzhi, you're looking for the director, right? Wait a minute, I'll go ask if the director is free for you." A young man wearing glasses took the initiative to answer Zhang Xiuzhi's question and went to the small office next door.

After a while, the young man came out and asked Zhang Xiuzhi to come in.

Zeng Wangcai had dealt with Zhou Yongping, the factory director, once, but they were not on good terms, so Zhang Xiuzhi naturally would not have any relationship with him either.

After Zhang Xiuzhi went in, perhaps because of Zeng Wangcai's gratitude to him, Zhou Yongping's attitude was very polite.

"Comrade Xiuzhi, what's the matter that brings you to see me so early in the morning?" Zhou Yongping asked with a smile.

"Hello Director Zhou, this is what happened..." Zhang Xiuzhi was thinking about the meeting. Besides, she was not good at beating around the bush, so she went straight to Zhou Yongping's office and told him about the house.

Zhou Yongping listened to Zhang Xiuzhi quietly and did not speak for several seconds.

After a while, Zhou Yongping asked, "Comrade Xiuzhi, do you want this house for your marriage with Comrade Zeng Wangcai? Comrade Zeng Wangcai has only been in the army for a short time, right?"

As the director of the factory office, he basically knew everything that the factory managers knew, so Zhou Yongping was clear about Zeng Wangcai's abilities.

But at the same time, he also knew Yang Weiguo's character and the role he played in Zhang Xiuzhi's entry into the factory.

Therefore, the purpose of the question he asked now was very obvious, which was to find out the truth.

However, Zhang Xiuzhi said, "It's either getting married or living together."

Zhou Yongping understood immediately, and said with a smile: "Comrade Xiuzhi, it is not in accordance with the rules to allocate housing to you when you first come to the factory. Generally speaking, housing in the factory is allocated according to seniority. Of course, there are exceptions, unless you have made special contributions to the factory."

This is the current situation of housing distribution in the steel mill, but it is just one of the situations.

If you do not meet these two conditions, you can live in the factory dormitory. In addition, there are other ways, such as relying on connections.

Zhang Xiuzhi's only connection in the factory was Zeng Wangcai, but Zeng Wangcai had already left.

Zhou Yongping's official response sounded a bit like a sign of distrust, but he was not afraid because he knew Yang Weiguo would not say anything even if he knew.

"Special contribution, right? Okay, I get it!" Zhang Xiuzhi stood up without any disappointment, "Thank you, Director Zhou!"

After coming out of the office building, Zhang Xiuzhi jogged all the way. Zhao Hongqing and Li Yong were already waiting for her.

"Why are you looking for Zhou Yongping? So soon?" Zhao Hongqing asked casually.

"I want a house. The one I live in is too small!" Zhang Xiuzhi answered while unlocking her bicycle. "I didn't get one. Director Zhou said I don't have enough experience. If I want a house, I have to make special contributions."

"Haha, Zhang Xiuzhi, you are still too young." Zhao Hongqing laughed and said, "In your situation, it is definitely useless to go to him during work hours. You can either ask your boyfriend Zeng Wangcai to find a connection, or go to his house to find him. Maybe this will work."

"I won't go to him. He said it's OK as long as I make special contributions."

"Uh..." Zhao Hongqing's eyes lit up, "Now that you mention it, it reminds me that at the meeting today, if you complete the task assigned by the branch, the house will definitely not be lost..."