I am doing well in the Siheyuan

"Old Liu, Old Yan, do you have anything to add?" he asked.

"I have." Liu Haizhong said bluntly. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

“Everyone is aware of the impact this incident has had on us. The good reputation that we worked so hard to build has plummeted.

Of course, the responsibility cannot be entirely placed on these young people. After all, they are young and it is inevitable that they make mistakes. "Liu Haizhong's speech was obviously well thought out. Yi Zhonghai knew his intention as soon as he heard it - since the young people cannot be blamed entirely, then as an elder, he naturally needs to take more responsibility.

But what Liu Haizhong said next surprised everyone present.

"As the second uncle of the courtyard, I neglected to guard against such things, failed to set a good example for young people, and did not provide ideological guidance for the residents of the courtyard. This is my dereliction of duty, and I would like to make self-criticism to everyone here."

Every word goes straight to the heart.

On the surface, it seems that he is taking responsibility, but in fact his intention is to force Yi Zhonghai to give up power voluntarily.

This kind of clever scheme could not be conceived by someone like him who seemed to be uneducated.

Yan Bugui remained silent in the audience, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Liu Haizhong's words were sincere, and many residents in the courtyard were quite receptive to them.

The compound has indeed been quite uneasy lately, with frequent disturbances.

Faced with such a situation, Yi Zhonghai also understood the situation and made a statement at the right time:

"Old Liu is right. With so many things happening, as the head of the hospital, I can't escape blame. The first person to bear the brunt of this is me, Yi Zhonghai."

"Tomorrow I will go to the street office and hand over my position. Since Lao Liu is willing to help everyone solve their problems, I should also help him.

From now on, I will no longer ask about the big or small things in the courtyard. You guys continue, I will go home to eat first."

"Hey……"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai turn around and leave, Aunt Yi immediately followed him.

This sudden change caught Liu Haizhong off guard, but he was still satisfied with the result.

"Well, everyone has seen what Lao Yi has done for Siheyuan over the years. His resignation this time was indeed a bit sudden."

Some people were dissatisfied with Liu Haizhong's behavior of taking advantage of the situation and angrily moved the bench back home.

However, most people still accept this fact. After all, it makes no real difference to them who is the boss.

At 6:30 in the evening, Ye Ming and Xiao Xin returned to the courtyard.

At this time, Liu Haizhong was still giving his passionate inaugural speech in the yard next door.

Uncle Liu had been waiting at the gate of the yard for a long time.

"Mr. Ye, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for so long."

"Sorry, something happened to hold me up. Is that okay?"

"It's done."

"Let's talk in the house."

Ye Ming led Uncle Liu into the house, and the uncle immediately took out four hundred and twenty yuan from his pocket.

"That batch of corn totals 3,500 kilograms. I borrowed 350 yuan from you. I will return you 420 yuan including principal and interest. Please count it."

"This is the first time I see you doing business this way, Mr. Liu."

Ye Ming was referring to the extra 20% interest.

"This is just a special case, Mr. Ye. There are always rules in doing business. If you want to buy goods from us again in the future, you have to pay a 10% transit fee."

It was obvious that Ye Ming was interested in making a long-term deal, and Uncle Liu also stated their rules in advance.

"And the quantity can't be too large. It's not a problem to distribute a few thousand kilograms of corn to various markets in the city. If there are more, we can't bear it. You should be aware of the risks involved."

Uncle Liu seemed to have laid out a gray network of interests in front of Ye Ming.

In this era, the power that can connect the major markets in the four-nine cities cannot be underestimated.

Ye Ming was curious about this chain of interests, but did not ask much.

Uncle Liu was also a man of few words. After he finished explaining everything, he left.

Adding the 60,000 gold coins in the space, Ye Ming's total assets have now exceeded the 1,000 yuan mark.

In any case, the most difficult period has passed.

Some are happy and some are sad.

It's time for Xu Damao to serve his sentence.

Although the impact has been minimized, he still has to serve three months in jail.

I lost my job, my wife left me, my freedom was restricted, and everything was back to zero.

At this moment, Xu Damao was like a walking corpse.

"This is your dormitory from now on. Reform yourself, don't cause trouble, and try to get your sentence reduced."

"Xu Damao?"

As soon as the prison guard finished speaking, a scream suddenly came from inside the room.

"Silly Pillar?"

"Hey, it's really you, Xu Damao! No, how come you came in too? Look at my memory, why should I be surprised that you came in!"

After being detained for more than twenty days, He Yuzhu still hadn't changed his harsh words.

"Look at the way you gloat over other's misfortune, Silly Zhu. Let me tell you, I only need to stay for three months and I will be out in three months."

"Not bad, you're kind enough to come in and keep me company for three months out of fear that I'd be lonely.

Hey, how did you get in?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Xu Damao rolled his eyes and found his own bed.

Then he frowned and asked, "What's that smell in this room?"

At that time, productivity was low and it was difficult for people outside to get enough food, let alone the prisoners in prison.

If you ask these prisoners about their impression of prison, the answers are almost unanimous: it is definitely not a place suitable for human habitation!

Although the meals are free,

What we drank was millet porridge that was so thin that we could count the rice grains.

Although the steamed buns are small, they are made from rough grains and are dry and cold.

It is still bearable in winter, but once the hot summer comes, the food often becomes moldy.

To Sha Zhu, the food in prison was no different from pig feed.

When he first arrived, he found it difficult to adapt and was hungry for two days. Eventually, he bowed his head to the cruelty of life, accepted the reality, and gradually got used to this kind of life.

The dormitory was small, but more than a dozen people were squeezed in.

Xu Damao's bed was right next to the bathroom, and the smell was extremely bad.

"Can this be considered a place for people to live? No, I have to change dormitories!" Xu Damao complained.

"Xu Damao, what do you have to complain about? Do you really treat the prison as your own home? Can you change it if you want? You should first think about how to get through the next three months." Sha Zhu responded.

"Shazhu, you are deliberately making things difficult for me, right?" Xu Damao asked back.

"Look at you, you are wrongly accusing me by saying this, aren't you? We grew up in the same prison, and I am considered a senior in the prison. Should I teach you some rules?" Sha Zhu said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. You are not that kind! You said you wanted to know how I got in? I didn't tell you because I was afraid of irritating you." Xu Damao looked at him disdainfully.

"Hey, you really let me guess it right? Did you offend some decent woman in the courtyard again?" Sha Zhu said half-jokingly, but he never thought that his words would come true.