Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

As they were already thousand-year-old foxes, Liu Lan was too lazy to play any of the tricks from Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. After being reserved for a moment, she couldn't wait to snuggle into Li Weijun's arms.

"Sister Lan, you were thoughtful in serving the dishes this morning. It's late for us to sit down, and I thought I could only eat leftovers. I didn't expect you to think of me. Tell me, what reward do you want?"

Liu Lan rolled her eyes at her enemy with resentment, and said delicately, "I was scolded by Deputy Director Li this morning because I was slow to serve the dishes. You are a heartless person and you are not active in eating. If I didn't feel sorry for you and wanted you to eat more nutritious food, I wouldn't have taken such a big risk."

Not to mention, although Liu Lan's appearance is not as good as Qin Huairu's, her temperament is not as good as Xu Wanjun, the capable and heroic female secretary.

But every dish has its own flavor. Liu Lan has a charming and tall figure, and she has no taboos, is well-behaved and considerate.

Li Weijun really liked her. He scratched Liu Lan's nose lovingly and said with raised eyebrows, "Good sister, you are wronging me. I just finished my nutrition supplement. When I thought about how Sister Lan was wronged, I was definitely hungry, so I hurried over without even sleeping."

After a pause, he poked his head out to look outside the kitchen and said, "Look, Sha Zhu, the outsider, has also been sent away. How about starting a business? I haven't tried working in the back kitchen before."

Liu Lan pursed her lips slightly, but felt unsure. She had experienced how fiercely Li Weijun fought. If he got serious, it would definitely take at least an hour to finish.

What if a young and foolish Zhu happened to barge in at this moment and see everything?

Then Liu Lan would really be ruined in the steel rolling mill. Although she might not be good at other things, she had never made a mistake in judging people.

There was Sha Zhu and Xu Damao at the steel rolling mill, and none of them, including herself, were easy to deal with.

So after hesitating for a moment, Liu Lan suddenly had an idea: "I remember that Director Li just went to the pavilion with Director Sun to cool off and rest. There must be no one in his office..."

"You mean Li Huaide's office? That's fine!"

Li Weijun frowned at first, but when he thought that Li Huaide's big leather chair seemed nice, he readily agreed.

After arriving at Li Huaide's house, I knocked on the door and found that it was indeed empty.

Before Li Weijun had the time to lock the door, he saw Liu Lan, who was as obedient as a sheep.

Suddenly, like a tiger descending from a mountain, he rushed into Li Weijun's arms...

At the steel rolling mill, under a pavilion covered with ivy.

After sobering up, Li Huaide, who was a little more conscious, was becoming friends with Sun Jingwu, the director of the food factory.

On the side were Xu Damao's sister and brother, each with a different expression. One of them had just done something to let her husband down. Although she pretended to be calm on the surface, she was still a little nervous inside.

The other one just learned the truth, but for various reasons he could only pretend to be dumb.

While Sun Jingwu was getting up to drain the water, Xu Damao hurriedly followed and said hesitantly.

"Brother-in-law, my sister asked you to say hello to Deputy Director Li about my work. What do you think..."

Seeing his brother-in-law's face flushed with drunkenness, Xu Damao couldn't help but remind him.

Although he felt guilty, he still knew clearly which was more important, his brother-in-law or his sister.

Sometimes, knowing too much can make you unhappy...

"Oh, your sister told me about this this morning. If the Propaganda Department is not good enough, then you can take over Dad's job. I think being a projectionist in a movie theater is not bad either. I will talk to Director Li later and ask Dad to retire early. We need to go to the Personnel Department to get the formalities done."

Sun Jingwu shuddered, tied his belt, and didn't take Xu Damao's matter seriously at all.

Unexpectedly, Xu Damao's face turned bitter, and he was obviously dissatisfied with this solution. He begged, "Brother-in-law, wouldn't one more person working mean more money? Besides, we're about to get a house again. My dad is so experienced, and if he retires at this time, it will be a big loss..."

"Oh, you mean the housing allocation issue. That's the reason. Well, I'll mention it to Director Li later. I can't say whether it will work or not."

Sun Jingwu looked at his brother-in-law and after hesitating for a moment, he did not refuse.

"Have you prepared the gift for Director Li?"

"Brother-in-law, look at what you said. We are not children when we ask for help. How can we not prepare? Now we have it in our pocket. We just need an opportunity."

Seeing that his brother-in-law agreed, Xu Damao naturally thanked him profusely.

He is currently having an affair with Lou Xiao'e, the daughter of the Lou family. After they get married, they will definitely live separately and will not live in the same room with their parents.

If I don't take advantage of the housing allocation by the steel mill this time, I'll have to find a way to rent a house myself.

Although according to regulations, employees can apply for a wedding house when they get married, regulations are regulations and personnel are personnel.

There are so many people in the steel rolling mill, and it is even more difficult for gays of marriageable age to get a job.

If you don't rely on your own ability to fight for quotas and wait for the steel mill to allocate them, you probably won't have any hope until you die alone...

After returning to the pavilion, Sun Jingwu took the opportunity to tell Li Huaide about Xu Damao's situation.

The implicit meaning of his words was that Li Huaide should temporarily give Xu Damao a sinecure.

After a while, let Xu Damao go to the cinema to take over his father's job.

Li Huaide was naturally aware of the tricks involved, so he sighed in embarrassment: "Brother Sun, I know Damao's ability, but the situation is complicated. Everyone knows that the Propaganda Department is idle, and everyone wants to stay in the Propaganda Department. It would be bad to offend anyone..."

"That idle position, idle position, Damao, why don't you hurry up and pour tea for Director Li."

Sun Jingwu coughed, and Xu Damao, who was following behind him, hurried forward and took out a red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Li Huaide's sleeve without leaving any trace.

After weighing the weight, Li Huaide smiled even more: "Oh, I'm so embarrassed. If you ask me, Damao is a good kid. Although he can't be a projectionist in the Propaganda Department, he can still run a bulletin board and broadcast a sound."

When Sun Jingwu heard that he could not be a projectionist, he frowned and said, "Director Li, I have been here for so long, and I still don't know why the projectionist cannot be replaced?"

"When my dad was working as a projectionist at the steel mill, Damao was always by his side. Logically speaking, he should be the most experienced. Damao should be the projectionist this time. Do you think there's something wrong here? What went wrong?"

"Nothing went wrong! Nothing happened."

Li Huaide's expression froze and he quickly denied it.

"Why is it that Damao can't be a projectionist? Then who is Li Xuewu?"

At this time, Xu Wanjun, who had been silent all the time, coughed and whispered in her husband's ear, "The current projectionist is Director Li's great nephew."