Siheyuan: This is really immoral

"Of course there is no problem with that. How can I not trust the factory director and our steel mill?"

"Haha, Da Biao, I've said long ago that Lin Zhuang is a conscious and good comrade! Well, Lin Zhuang, let's meet at the state-owned hotel at 5:30."

"Haha, Director, thank you for your compliment. Director, Section Chief, I'll be leaving first."

After saying that, Lin Zhuang said hello to them and rode away on his bicycle. When Deputy Director Li and Li Dabiao were directing their confidants to move these things, Li Dabiao felt that Lin Zhuang was a really good person and said with emotion:

"Lin Zhuang is really a good person. We can make so much money together, and he is so honest."

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Deputy Factory Director Li sneered when he heard these words. He looked at Li Dabiao who looked puzzled and said, "Humph, do you really think he is an honest man? He is just a little fox. He is obviously not very old, but I don't know where he learned all these things from."

Li Dabiao was obviously promoted by Deputy Director Li, and he didn't seem to be that familiar with this. He asked Deputy Director Li nervously:

"So...then we should still be with him?"

Deputy Factory Director Li said in a teaching tone, "Da Biao, you have been working with me for many years, how come you still have those gangster methods in this regard? What does it have to do with us whether he is a little fox or not? As long as he can make us money, it's fine. Both sides just get what they need. It's fine as long as he has requirements. I'm afraid he has no desires or requests."

After saying that, he turned around and shouted to his men, "Hurry up and move it. The sooner you finish moving, the more money you will each get."

When these people heard that they would get more money if they finished the work quickly, they all sped up their work. They were naturally eager to get more money. Deputy Director Li saw that his money offensive was so effective and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. So, the majestic deputy director returned to the car and opened the door to escape the heat.

Leaving behind the busy brick movers and Li Dabiao who was thinking on the spot.

......

It's past four o'clock.

Lin Zhuang had no plans to go to Qin Huairu's place at the moment. He had to go back to the courtyard to get the pickled fish from Yan Bugui. He could find time to go see Ran Qiuye in the next two days.

When Lin Zhuang rode his bike slowly to the courtyard, he saw Yan Bugui sitting in the front yard as expected.

"Hey, Lin Zhuang, you're back today? Why... why did you come back empty-handed?"

Yan Bugui stood up and looked at Lin Zhuang as if he had seen a rich man. After realizing that Lin Zhuang had nothing in his hands, he couldn't help feeling disappointed. He sat back on the stool and fanned himself.

"What? You can't come back empty-handed? Even if I bring something back, it won't have anything to do with Third Uncle's family."

When Yan Bugui heard what Lin Zhuang said, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Third Master, how could that be the case? It's alright, just go ahead and do your work."

Lin Zhuang walked straight to the door of Yan Bugui's house, saying as he walked:

"Uncle, the fish I asked you to pickle a while ago should be almost done, right? I'll come and take it away."

Yan Bugui looked reluctant when he heard this. Although the fish was not his, if Lin Zhuang was rich enough to forget about it, then it would become his. At worst, it would be nice to hang it in his home and smell the meat.

But no matter how reluctant he was, he had no choice. Even the crazy woman Jia Zhang thought that the fish from Linzhuang had gone in, let alone himself. He walked into the house and replied:

"Third uncle, I'll give it to you right away."

Yan Bugui returned to his home and took out a short ladder to fish. The third aunt came over to help and said, "Why do you want to fish this way today? Lin Zhuang came to get it."

Yan Bugui muttered depressedly: "Yeah, alas, it would be great if all these fish were really ours."

The third aunt took the fish he had caught and consoled him, "This originally belonged to Lin Zhuang, but don't we have a reward too? Think about it, this is pickled by you using your own unique method. If Lin Zhuang tastes it and finds it delicious, won't they come back to you to pickle fish in the future? Then won't we have to raise our reward?"

When Yan Bugui heard what Third Aunt said, he rolled his eyes, pushed his glasses and said, "Hey, that's right! You've made progress. It seems that you've been married into my Yan family for so many years, and you've learned a lot of my shrewd skills..."

When the third aunt heard what Yan Bugui said, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, but her hands didn't slow down. After so many years, there were several children in the family, and Yan Bugui was the only one supporting the family with a low salary, so naturally, what he said was the final say.

After Yan Bugui caught all the fish and put them in a bag, he took the bag out and handed it to Lin Zhuang.

"Linzhuang, Uncle Sanye pickled this fish for you using his own unique method, so I guarantee it will taste great, but the bag that holds the fish...?"

Master of calculation Yan Bugui was still thinking about his bag at this time. Lin Zhuang looked at him and didn't want to take advantage of him. He said:

"This bag is really big. Put the fish in it. I won't take advantage of you. Do you think it's okay for me to give you two eggs?"

Yan Bugui didn't want to let Linzhuang, the rich man, go. He wanted to get more, so he said in embarrassment:

"Linzhuang, Third Uncle, this is a big sack. These two eggs are indeed a little too few."

Lin Zhuang looked at him and said impatiently, "Uncle, I am still willing to give you two eggs. Do you think it is easy to buy eggs outside? How about this, if you don't want them, I will go home and get a bag."

After saying this, Lin Zhuang was about to turn around and go home. Seeing this, Yan Bugui quickly pulled Lin Zhuang and said with a smile, "No, no, Lin Zhuang, Third Uncle thought about it and realized that two eggs are indeed not a small number. That's enough, that's enough."

Lin Zhuang then stopped on his way home and said, "Okay, I'll get it for you from the bicycle."

Lin Zhuang arrived at the gate of the courtyard, pretended to take out two eggs from the pocket of his bicycle, and returned to the courtyard to give them to Yan Bugui.

When Lin Zhuang tied the fish he got from Yan Bugui to his bicycle and rode outside, he heard Yan Bugui shouting at the entrance of the yard:

"Lin Zhuang, ride slower. Remember to come to me next time you pickle fish."

After Yan Bugui returned home, he turned the eggs in his hands like walnuts, and boasted to the third aunt: "Look, this bag can be exchanged for two eggs. Others don't have this ability."

......

Lin Zhuang rode his bike to an empty alley corner, picked out two big fish, packed them separately, and placed the rest in the system space.

After doing all this, he rode his bike to the state-owned restaurant that Deputy Director Li mentioned.

When I arrived, I found Li Dabiao waiting at the door.

"Chief, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."