Siheyuan: Say no to widows! Restart your life

A figure was busy running around, and he was sweating profusely. Especially when a group of people surrounded him and asked him questions, he was even more furious.

"Second uncle, second uncle, you always go to second uncle for big and small matters. Are you guys done yet? I told you! Go to whoever has the problem."

"Repeat that again."

"Second Master has his own business, so please stop making trouble here."

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The voice was full of anger and frustration, and his face was full of anxiety. Didn't I just say one more word? Why did I get into so much trouble? I should have known better.

Do you owe them something?

"Are you guys annoying? I told you not to ask me, don't ask me. Everyone should go to the person with the problem. In short, just do what needs to be done."

"Silly Zhu! Silly Zhu! Get out of here..."

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The voice of the man who was shouting in a hurry sounded, and he wanted to kick the door open. Although he had seen shameless people before, he had never seen such a shameless person.

"Don't think that just because you're hiding from me, you can dump everything on me. Let me tell you..."

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Liu Haizhong ran and cursed, "What's going on? The people from the street office came to look for me. How many heads do I have? What a joke."

The more I think about it, the more depressed I become.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

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A series of dog barkings were heard in the room.

His face was livid, but there was nothing he could do. He could still hear various noises coming from behind, and Xiao Dang's was particularly harsh.

"That's how you do the decoration. Make everything the same outside, but make the inside unique."

"This is a problem. We are not afraid of problems. Go find Second Uncle. He will explain it to you clearly. If you think we can do it, we will do it. If you think we can't do it, we will find someone else."

"You don't even know who the Second Master is. He's the one who has the final say in our yard."

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Hearing these words, Liu Haizhong felt his blood pressure soar. He wanted to go over and yell at her, but Xiaodang was a junior after all, and she couldn't make the decision, so what was the point of scolding her?

I felt extremely depressed.

"Hey! Isn't this the second uncle? He's a well-known figure in our hospital, a big shot..." A slightly sarcastic voice sounded, mixed with a bit of sarcasm.

Liu Hai, who was so busy that he was dizzy, looked over and felt terrible. But he couldn't lose in front of him, so he had to swallow his anger and said, "Go away quickly, I'm busy..."

"What a big air, even showing off your authority." Yan Bugui replied, humming an unknown tune and walking slowly, but his steps were very slow, as if he wanted to watch something interesting.

You told me you didn't take the money.

Who would believe it if I told them?

You have to know who led the people to raid the Lou family during those prosperous years? Who knows how much gold and silver treasures were hidden in private?

Otherwise, how do their entire family get their income?

Has a criminal record.

You’d be a fool not to doubt it.

"What do you care whether I put on airs or not?" Liu Haizhong, who was already very depressed, retorted bluntly. The most urgent thing was to find Sha Zhu and let him do what he should do.

A pair of eyes looked over with a somewhat gloomy expression. Yi Zhonghai was so angry that his teeth were itching but there was nothing he could do. In terms of seniority, he was still a second-in-command after all.

If the united front of the three managers is broken.

The loss is unimaginable.

"Why are you all looking at me? Just do what you should do. I have urgent things to do." After saying this, Liu Haizhong quickly walked towards the outside of the yard, fearing that if he was a step slower he would be entangled in endless trivial matters.

Looking at the figure leaving quickly, Yi Zhonghai took a few steps forward and asked meaningfully: "Do you feel that there is an evil spirit in this yard?"

"What evil spirit? I only see the spring breeze..." Yan Bugui said and walked towards his home.

Love to eat melon.

Love watching plays.

Doesn't mean he's a fool.

It was clear that Lao Yi wanted to use himself as a gun. He wanted to avoid such dirty and tiring work that offended people as far as possible. We were all from the same courtyard, and had lived together for so many years, so we knew each other.

There is a saying that goes, the sutra in your hand is a classic, but the monk who recites it recites it incorrectly.

Who is the monk?

Who organized it?

The answer is self-evident.

Anyway, if there is a bargain, I will take it. If there is no bargain, I will pay for it. I will definitely run away the fastest. As for the decoration of my house...

Suddenly a bitter face appeared.

Thinking of a question, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Since Uncle Er is so powerful, can you also pay for the renovation of my house?"

Liu Haizhong, who had not walked far, stumbled and nearly fell when he heard this. How big of a face does one have to have the confidence to say such words?

What do I owe him?

When and how much money was owed?

The more I think about it, the more depressed I become.

"Old Liu, please say something! Since you are so capable, shouldn't you be responsible for all the decoration of the yard? My requirements are not high. Just follow the minimum standards set by the whole hospital meeting. It will be fine as long as you don't fall behind." Yan Bugui said carelessly.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Old Yan to have such a trick. Didn't he see that he was always asked to make decisions on all matters in the courtyard? Rights and obligations are equal. Since he enjoyed this right, he should shoulder this obligation.

Nothing wrong?

Who agrees?

Who opposes?

"I also think what Old Yan said makes sense. How about you pay for all our renovation costs?" After thinking through these questions, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

Liu Haizhong was shaking with anger. When it comes to shamelessness, they are all more powerful than each other. Revenge! This is naked revenge. They are jealous of me, jealous of my authority and status in the yard: "Get out! Get as far away as you can."

"I'm telling you."

"If you continue to talk without restraint and yell without restraint, don't blame me for calling a meeting of the entire institute to discuss your problems. You will bear all the consequences yourself."

Give them face, right?

Want to break it up.

Then let’s talk it out.

The title of the steward of the courtyard is no longer a simple honorary title. He has greater power than in the old times. He can not only decide all the major and minor affairs in the courtyard, but also distribute public property.

If the mall is built.

Shops will be built on empty lots without houses, and the income will belong to the collective. What a huge fortune that will be? If you squeeze in a little, you will get more benefits than working for a year or even several years.

And this doesn’t even include the hidden benefits.

They are being unreasonable and asking me to pay for all the renovation costs of the yard. Why can't I take this opportunity to remove them from their position as the manager?

from now on.

I'm the biggest in the whole yard.