Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

At the beginning, Xu Damao and his father Xu Fugui made a plan. Xu Fugui volunteered to take a back seat in the cinema, and he also became friends with Ma Xuewu, the secretary of the Cantou Village, in order to get closer to him.

The purpose is nothing more than to enable Xu Damao to successfully take over the position of projectionist. Although it is popular in steel mills these days for sons to inherit their father's business and implement a shift system, Xu Fugui is quite young and is unwilling to retire at home.

He had to resort to this desperate measure and work as a projectionist in a movie theater, hoping to leave the position to his son Xu Damao. However, Xu Damao failed unexpectedly. It was a good opportunity now, as Li Weijun no longer worked as a projectionist at the steel rolling mill for some unknown reason.

At present, the only candidate in the entire Propaganda Department who is proficient in film projection technology and has a close relationship with all the cadres is Xu Damao.

If nothing unexpected happens, Xu Damao will easily regain the projectionist's position, and by then, he will still be as glorious and proud as before.

Because of this, Xu Damao was so excited that he completely forgot to consider Wang Fuchun's gloomy expression. Wang Fuchun, who was already in an uncomfortable mood, gritted his teeth in hatred and shouted coldly.

"Xu Damao, why are you grinning? It's working time now. You should be serious during the meeting. Do you understand? If you can't even do this basic quality of observing people's words and expressions, I think you don't need to stay in the Propaganda Department anymore. Pack up your things and get out."

The harsh rebuke frightened Xu Damao, who was still immersed in the good job, so much that his face turned pale. After shivering, he managed a trembling smile: "Chief Wang, I just thought of something happy. Please forgive me and ignore my mistakes. If there is a chance, we can have two cups of Quanjude as an apology. What do you think?"

Xu Damao thought that Wang Fuchun, who loved wine so much, would be very happy when he heard about the banquet. However, he didn't expect that Wang Fuchun didn't care about his appetite at the moment and just wanted to vent his anger on Xu Damao.

After a pause, he started to scold her, "What are you doing? All you do is eat and drink all day long. Do you think everyone is as good-for-nothing as you? You are the black sheep. It is because of you that the bad habits are spread. A small rat shit spoils the whole barrel. In my opinion, you don't need to work in the Propaganda Department anymore. Our temple is too small to tolerate your evil habits."

Seeing Wang Fuchun become a completely different person, Xu Damao was surprised for a moment, thinking that the sun had risen from the west today. He scratched his head in confusion and said, "If Quanjude doesn't like it, we can find another big restaurant. I know a restaurant that serves excellent Shandong cuisine. I heard that the chef used to be a chef in the imperial court..."

After saying that, he seemed to think that the food alone was not enough, and quickly added: "I have a few bottles of fine wine in my collection, they are quite old, they are more fragrant than honey, if Section Chief Wang doesn't mind, he will definitely love it after taking a sip..."

Wang Fuchun thought that before they arrived in southern Yunnan, he would show off his power and have a good time, and scold Xu Damao. However, after listening to Xu Damao's vivid description, he felt like a worm in his stomach. After swallowing his saliva, he found a way to save his anger.

"Don't do it again. Wine is the essence of food. It's a waste if you don't drink it. We don't have time. It's better to drink it today than today. Let's go to a restaurant tonight. By the way, you can't hide the good wine. Bring it all."

Wang Fuchun knew that he could not show off his power for many days, so he just wanted to enjoy every day as it came, and he started chatting with Xu Damao in a friendly manner.

"Ah? Just take as much good wine as you can, I'm afraid this is not..."

Hearing about Wang Fuchun's style of killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, Xu Damao was stunned. Wang Fuchun must be too greedy. He knew that aged wine was precious.

The bottles of Fenjiu that his family treasured were at least twenty years old. They were hidden in the cellar by his father Xu Fugui by chance when Xu Damao was still a child.

Due to its long storage years, there is already a paste at the bottom of the wine. Pouring a glass of it is soul-stirring, sweet and mellow. Normally, Xu Damao himself is reluctant to drink a few sips. Only when he feels craving for wine will he take a few sips with chopsticks.

It turned out that Wang Fuchun was quite greedy and asked for an exorbitant amount of money.

But then he thought, Wang Fuchun is the head of the Propaganda Department after all, and whether he can successfully take over the position of projectionist has not been announced yet, which is still an unknown. He would have to show his filial piety and reward Wang Fuchun.

As the saying goes, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. After Xu Damao pondered for a moment, he nodded almost with gritted teeth.

Wang Fuchun was naturally satisfied to see that Xu Damao was so tactful. He immediately smiled and began to praise Xu Damao for his hard work over the past few days.

How come one has to suffer first and enjoy later, as if the person who was furious and scolding Xu Damao the moment before was not him.

As for the other people in the Propaganda Department, they were already used to this. Although they couldn't figure out what Wang Fuchun had gone crazy for, as long as the result was good, it was fine.

After this little episode, the staff of the Propaganda Department got temporary peace and no longer had to worry about Wang Fuchun scolding or starting a fight. Wang Fuchun received flattery and fine wine from Xu Damao, which helped numb himself for a short period of time.

Xu Damao gained psychological comfort and support, achieving multiple goals at one stroke, and became a complete winner.

"Da Mao, I have high hopes for you. Keep working hard and don't hesitate to report any difficulties you encounter to the factory."

Although Wang Fuchun was a fat and drunkard, he was still a cadre after all, and he was an expert at making big promises.

Who can't make big promises and are not shameless and black-hearted? It doesn't matter whether the pie is eaten in the end or not, or whether the cake is divided or not, at least the beautiful vision is there.

As for the fact that you got nothing in the end, isn't it because you didn't work hard enough?

Xu Damao, who was unaware that Wang Fuchun and Li Huaide were about to lose power, was still foolishly immersed in the joy of having Wang Fuchun's favor and trust again. He went home happily and began to prepare a drinking party to entertain Wang Fuchun.

When Li Weijun and Ji Xiaotao went to the Propaganda Department to sort out their belongings, they looked at Xu Damao's rosy face. Although they were curious, they did not ask much.

It's sad to say that at the beginning, in order to make a living, Li Weijun joined forces with Qin Huairu to plan for Xu Damao's position as a projectionist.

She used the temptation of beauty and reached a consensus of interests with Ma Xuewu, the secretary of Cantou Village, to trick Xu Damao.

But now the situation has changed. Standing on the top of the mountain, Li Weijun no longer cares about the position of projectionist. Instead, he thinks that it is a good thing for Xu Damao to take over.

At the very least, it is much better than letting Sha Zhu, a young and inexperienced man, take over the position of projectionist.

"Hey, Li Weijun, didn't you go to Shanghai to purchase internal reference tablets? How come you're back so soon? Is this your sister-in-law? She's so pretty, even fairer than my Xiao'e."

Xu Damao was in high spirits because of the happy event, and he was no longer as frivolous as before. He looked at Ji Xiaotao with a reluctant look.

How could Li Weijun not know this guy's greedy and lustful nature? In the original drama, Xu Damao married Lou Xiao'e as his wife, but he himself was not stable and often took advantage of his job as a projectionist to have affairs with other women.

Later, he even developed a secret affair with Qin Huairu's country cousin Qin Jingru, and they even lived together secretly without divorcing Lou Xiaoe.

Despite such serious work style problems, Xu Damao still got away with nothing.

Including the old fox Li Huaide. Li Huaide made countless mistakes in his work style at the steel mill, but nothing happened to him. It is even said that Li Huaide went against the wind and turned the tables on Director Yang, and became the boss of the steel mill.

It only further proves that the rules these days are meant to restrain the weak and vulnerable. Only by putting shackles on you and restricting you can others sit back and relax and enjoy a peaceful life.