Siheyuan, my new life

As soon as He Daqing and He Yuzhu walked into the courtyard of No. 95 after get off work in the afternoon, they were blocked in the front yard by seven or eight residents.

Before He Daqing could speak, the residents started talking at once.

He Daqing said helplessly, "Everyone, please speak one by one. It's hard to hear what you are saying in such a mess."

Li Botao smiled and said, "Old He, we heard that the Red Star Steel Mill is expanding its recruitment on a large scale, so I want to ask you if our courtyard can get a few job quotas this time? You know, the street office promised that any young people who performed well in the Great Leap Forward will be arranged with jobs in advance."

He Daqing couldn't help but frowned. "Old Li, as far as I know, the people who were employed by the steel mill this time were all retired soldiers, and there were no job vacancies in the factory. Besides, since the street office made the promise, shouldn't you go there to find out the situation?"

Li Botao smiled bitterly and said, "Someone went to the subdistrict office to inquire today. They said that all the people there would be resettled as retired military personnel. However, there are also several young people of working age in our courtyard who are unemployed. That's why we want to trouble you to go find Secretary Zhou and help reflect the actual situation."

He Daqing noticed that the people around him were staring at him with burning eyes. He also knew that since he was now the manager of this courtyard, and it was well known that he was familiar with No. 98, he couldn't refuse anyway, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go to No. 98 after dinner, but I still have to say that since the street office has said that the steel mill's expansion is to accommodate retired soldiers, I can't guarantee that there will be jobs. In addition, I estimate that even if there are, there won't be many. Don't think that you can arrange so many people at once. After all, Jiaodaokou Street Office is not just for No. 95 courtyard that has young people of working age who need jobs."

A resident nearby muttered, "Since the old man is so familiar with Secretary Zhou's family, he should give priority to us neighbors when he has a job quota. Besides, how could such a high-ranking leader not have a job quota? It's just a matter of a word."

Although the people next to him didn't say anything in agreement, it was clear from their expressions that they were thinking the same thing.

He Daqing's face suddenly darkened. These neighbors were still as shameless as ever. They even thought of kidnapping him. So he said in a deep voice: "Since you all think so, then there is no need for me to go. In a few days, I will submit my resignation as the manager to the street office. Whoever wants to do it can do it." After that, he walked away.

He Yuzhu pushed his bicycle and glared at the person who had just spoken. He spat on the ground and sneered, "You are so arrogant. Does my father owe you money?" After that, he pushed his bicycle and walked forward regardless of anything.

Everyone present could not help but look at each other, and many people's faces did not look good.

Fang Dahu, who had been silent the whole time, snorted, "I wonder if you've lost your mind? You know how stressful a job is now, don't you? People are greedy and never stop trying to get what they want. I don't know how you, Zhou Erniu, have the nerve to say something like that. Old He has a good relationship with Secretary Zhou's family, so I agreed to go over and help ask. From what you're saying, Old He owes you money?"

The middle-aged man named Zhou Erniu said unwillingly, "Since He Daqing has such a good relationship with Secretary Zhou's family, why can't he help us neighbors? Besides, it wasn't Secretary Lin who got Sha Zhu's job back then. Why is it that when it comes to us neighbors, He Daqing doesn't care about us?"

Several people nearby also echoed the voice.

Fang Dahu was so angry that he could not help but curse, "Zhu Zi's cooking skills are no worse than those of the chefs in the restaurants. As far as I know, in the canteen of the Security Department's training base, Zhu Zi and two other chefs are usually in charge of the kitchen. Lao He rarely cooks by himself. Besides, you and Lao He are just ordinary neighbors. Now a job at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill pays at least 500 or 600 yuan. You just let Lao He talk to the leaders without saying anything. You really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

It was Zhou Erniu who spoke loudly: "Since He Daqing has such connections, what's wrong with him helping us neighbors? We are all old neighbors. As the old saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. Today, He Daqing helped everyone's family arrange work, and we will not forget his favor. In the future, when there is something happening at his family, we will definitely help." The other people also hurriedly echoed him.

Fang Dahu sneered, "It seems that Yi Zhonghai is gone, and here comes another you, Zhou Erniu. You are exactly the same as Yi Zhonghai, the extinct family. Zhou Erniu, you also have the nerve to open your mouth and chatter here non-stop. If your brain is not thrown into the toilet, think about it carefully. When Lao He's wife had a difficult delivery, Lao He asked you to help borrow a cart to take her to the hospital. What did you, Zhou Erniu, say at that time? And you, Liao Cheng, you turned around and slipped back home at that time. By the way, those of you who moved in later may not know. Please ask the old residents around you, ask them, who helped Lao He at the beginning? Now you have the nerve to open your mouth and say that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. It's really fucking shameless. It's bad luck to be neighbors with you. Okay, since Lao He doesn't plan to be the manager, I won't serve him anymore. I will hold a meeting of the whole hospital after dinner. Whoever is willing to be the manager can be the manager."

After Fang Dahu finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the guys whose faces turned blue due to being scolded, and walked directly to the backyard. He had to talk to He Daqing first. With such a group of neighbors, he really didn't want to continue being the boss.

Li Botao looked at Zhou Erniu and others with a gloomy face. He moved into Courtyard No. 95 quite late and had no idea that these things had happened. He was just being pestered by these people and had to wait for He Daqing to come back.

To be honest, Li Botao's two children are still in school, and the oldest is only thirteen years old. Even if he gets the job, it has nothing to do with his family. It's just that he has to come forward to talk to He Daqing because he is in front of the third uncle who is in charge. Now that He Daqing and Fang Dahu don't want to be the steward, he is also unwilling to show up for such a group of neighbors, so he said in a deep voice: "Everyone has heard what Lao Fang said just now. I can't serve you neighbors. I will resign as the third uncle who is in charge tonight. You can choose someone else."