Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

On the other side, Xu Damao was still discussing with Zhang San about how to deal with He Yuzhu.

After a long period of careful planning and repeated discussions, the two finally decided on a thorough plan, which was not only highly confidential but also able to give He Yuzhu an unforgettable lesson.

Zhang San made full use of his deep insight into the intricate relationships between neighbors and proposed a series of crucial implementation steps; at the same time, Xu Damao also relied on his accurate grasp of He Yuzhu's personality traits to further improve the traps and temptations set in the plan.

"First, we must find his weakness and attack it." Zhang San narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke with a cunning tone. "As far as I know, he is worried about the recent complaints about the canteen in the steel mill. We can take this opportunity to deliberately create some misunderstandings to distract his attention."

Hearing this, Xu Damao's eyes instantly flashed with a fierce look: "What a great idea! I will select a few trustworthy people and arrange them to spread rumors around the factory, claiming that his cooking skills are no longer good. Then, I will secretly tamper with his kitchen and leave some seemingly conclusive "evidence". In this way, he will definitely fall into a panic and be at a loss."

"More than that!" Zhang San said immediately, "We must create some trouble for his social circle. Didn't you mention before that he gets along well with the female workers in the factory? That's easy! We can carefully plan some misunderstandings to make those female workers feel resentful towards him, and eventually part ways with him and become enemies."

Hearing this, Xu Damao nodded repeatedly to show his approval, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a cold smile: "That's right, especially the woman named Li Cuihua, she can be regarded as He Yuzhu's so-called 'close friend'. If we can find a way to let her know that He Yuzhu actually spoke ill of her behind her back, the effect will definitely be twice the result with half the effort!"

In this way, the two of them talked back and forth, and their emotions became more and more excited. It seemed that He Yuzhu's miserable appearance, abandoned by his friends and relatives, had already emerged in their minds. But at this moment, Zhang San suddenly changed the direction of the topic and warned: "However, there is one thing that needs special attention, that is, you must grasp the scale in everything, and you must not do things too much, which will lead to his notoriety and complete failure. After all, we still have to continue to live in this courtyard. If the means are too cruel, I am afraid that it is very likely to bring unnecessary trouble to ourselves."

Xu Damao nodded slightly, indicating that he understood the situation in his heart: "Don't worry, I know the limits. We just want to punish that guy a little, so that he knows that we are not good people and should not be easily provoked."

Then, the two of them continued to discuss in depth every detail of the plan, making sure it was foolproof and flawless.

As the night deepened and the inky black sky slowly descended, the two of them separated and began to prepare to launch their carefully planned revenge plan the next day.

As for He Yuzhu, he was still kept in the dark at this moment, and had no idea that he was stepping step by step into a dangerous trap formed by jealousy and resentment.

He was still working hard at his busy job and daily life as usual, totally unaware of the coming storm. However, the wheel of fate had already begun to roll slowly without him noticing, and a wonderful drama of trust, betrayal and revenge was about to begin quietly in this small courtyard.

After finishing speaking, Xu Damao stood up, his eyes flashing with determination and excitement. He quickly put on his coat and picked up the bicycle key hanging on the wall, his movements neat and firm. It was late at night, and the street lights on both sides of the village road were dim and sparse, but his steps were unusually firm, as if there was an invisible force pushing him forward.

Riding on the bicycle, Xu Damao pedaled hard, and the wheels made a rhythmic sound on the bumpy village road, accompanied by the whistling night wind. His heart was full of anticipation and nervousness for the upcoming plan, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth from time to time, which was a preview of the "surprise" he was about to bring to He Yuzhu.

Back at the projection room in the village, Xu Damao pushed open the simple wooden door, and a musty smell hit him in the face. He didn't care, walked straight to the old wooden bed, took off his shoes, and lay down heavily on the bed. The moonlight shone through the window lattice, sprinkled on his frowning brows, reflecting his complex emotions.

"He Yuzhu, just wait and see." Xu Damao muttered in his heart, clenching his hands into fists, as if he wanted to concentrate all his anger and unwillingness in this small space. He closed his eyes, and his mind kept replaying every detail of the plan with Zhang San, every possible variable, and how to deal with these variables.

Time passed by, the night deepened, and in the silence, only Xu Damao's breathing and the occasional barking of a dog in the distance broke the tranquility. He gradually felt tired, but the obsession in his heart prevented him from falling asleep. He turned over and looked at the dark night sky outside the window. He felt both the pleasure of success and a subtle worry in his heart.

"I hope everything can go according to plan, but not too much..." Xu Damao muttered to himself, his voice low and full of contradictions. He knew that if the plan failed or leaked, he would face unpredictable consequences. But at this moment, he had no way out and could only bite the bullet and continue.