Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

It was as if a strong wind blew in Xu Damao's mind, blowing his thoughts into pieces, like fallen leaves flying in the sky, chaotic and complicated, making it impossible for him to calm down no matter what.

He tried his best to recall every fierce confrontation between himself and He Yuzhu, trying to find any clues or traces that could prove that the other party knew about this matter. However, those past memories were like a winding path shrouded in thick fog, blurry and confusing, making it impossible for him to distinguish them.

At this moment, a piercing telephone ring suddenly broke the silence, pulling Xu Damao back to reality from his deep thoughts. He couldn't help but frown slightly, and reached out to pick up the phone with an unhappy look on his face.

I heard the slightly anxious voice of Xiao Li from the Finance Department on the other end of the phone: "Master Xu, please come to the Finance Office as soon as possible! There are some important issues related to last month's accounts waiting for you to verify!"

Hearing this, Xu Damao agreed casually. Although he was still worried about He Yuzhu and Zheng Niang, he obviously had no other choice at the moment - he could only put these troubles aside for the time being, then quickly stood up and walked towards the finance office.

On the way to the finance office, Xu Damao walked hurriedly while thinking about countermeasures. After careful consideration, he finally made up his mind: he should concentrate on solving the job at hand first; as for finding He Yuzhu to find out the truth, he can wait until a suitable time in the future to meet with him privately and have a good talk. Maybe in this way, it is more likely to get the truth directly from He Yuzhu? Thinking of this, Xu Damao breathed a sigh of relief, and his steps became a little lighter...

The moment they stepped into the finance office, Xiao Li had already laid out the complicated accounting documents neatly on the table, as if he had been waiting for a long time. Without saying a word, Xu Damao and Xiao Li immediately plunged into this vast ocean of dense numbers and dazzling reports. Time passed by so fast that they were unaware of it.

Until the setting sun was blood-red, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window onto the ground, forming patches of mottled light and shadows, and the sky outside the window was gradually shrouded in the night and became dim. After a long and meticulous verification, Xu Damao finally breathed a sigh of relief - all the accounts were accurate! He solemnly signed his name and then slowly stood up.

However, Xu Damao did not go back to the office directly, but chose to take a detour to the lounge that He Yuzhu often visited. When he arrived at his destination, he found that He Yuzhu was the only one in the huge lounge. At this moment, He Yuzhu was lowering his head, concentrating on fiddling with a worn-out tool, completely immersed in it.

Xu Damao took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions, then gently opened the door and walked in. He tried to make his tone sound as calm and gentle as possible: "Zhu Zi, I have a few words to talk to you about."

Hearing the sound, He Yuzhu suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, put down the tools he was repairing, and made a gesture to Xu Damao to sit down.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became extremely subtle and tense, as if the air around them was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Xu Damao asked directly without hesitation, "How did you know about Zheng Niang's matter?" His words revealed an indescribable sense of seriousness.

He Yuzhu was slightly stunned, with a hint of surprise on his face. He obviously did not expect Xu Damao to ask such a direct question. He was silent for a while, as if he was carefully considering his words in his mind, and then he said slowly: "Da Mao, there are some things that you can't just rely on your own eyes to decide whether to believe or not.

You know, in this complex world we live in, there are too many things that require meticulous observation, careful and rigorous reasoning, and sharp and precise intuition to make accurate judgments! As for how I knew this... well, actually this is really not that important. What really matters is how we should take a positive approach and properly handle this difficult problem we are facing now!"

After hearing these words, Xu Damao felt even more depressed, as if a bottle of five flavors had been overturned, with all kinds of feelings flooding into his heart.

At this moment, he deeply realized a truth - no matter how He Yuzhu learned about this matter, there is no doubt that this matter has already stood between the two of them like an insurmountable mountain, forming an insurmountable gap.

However, at the same time, he also realized very clearly that, just as his colleagues who had kindly advised him had said, everyone should still adhere to the principle of "harmony is the most valuable" and work together to find a way to solve the problem satisfactorily!

When Yan Bugui got off work in the evening, he just stepped into the house under the dim light and before he could get rid of the fatigue of the day, he was hurriedly pulled aside by his wife, Auntie San. Auntie San looked anxious and frowned, as if she had finally found an outlet to vent the worries that had accumulated for a day.

"Old Yan, you have to listen to this!" The third aunt lowered her voice, but the indignation in her tone was hard to conceal. "Today, I was working in the factory. When I came out, I strolled into the workshop and heard that Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were planning to work together to find jobs for their family members in the street office without our knowledge!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui's face darkened instantly, his eyes widened, and his mouth was pursed tightly, as if a bottle of oil could be hung on it. He took off his hat angrily and slapped the corner of the table hard, releasing his dissatisfaction and anger in the dust. "These two people are really bullying us too much! We treat them well on weekdays, but they want to take all the benefits at the critical moment!"

However, after his anger, Yan Bugui gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath, his brows gradually relaxed, and a trace of deep thought flashed in his eyes. He did not immediately stand up to argue with Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai, but slowly sat back in his chair, folded his hands on his chest, and tapped his arms unconsciously with his fingers, as if he was weighing something.

"Forget it, wife, don't be anxious yet." Yan Bugui's voice was low, but it revealed an unquestionable firmness. "Going to them now will only cause a quarrel, which will not be good for us. We have to use our brains and think about how to let our family have a share without hurting the relationship."

After saying that, Yan Bugui stood up, patted the third aunt on the shoulder to comfort her, and then walked to the window, looking at the gradually quiet streets outside, with a plan in mind. There was both reluctance and determination in his eyes, as if telling himself that he would never give up easily in this silent contest.