Siheyuan: He Yuzhu is a man who dotes on his sister!

"Director He, what are you doing!"

"Director He, what are you doing!"

He Yuzhu punched Zhao Jianguo in the thigh with an expressionless face, causing him to scream in pain.

"Damn it, are you still sick?"

"No, Director He, we are all healthy and not sick."

"Yes, yes, we are not sick. We went to the workshop to work."

He Yuzhu asked them to stop and not move, threw away the matches, pinched the cigarette with two fingers, and began to reason: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"You pretended to be sick and flirted with the doctor just to see the beauty. Do you know what you are doing? To put it simply, you are a hooligan. To put it more seriously, there are people in the long line behind you who are really injured and in danger of life. You are accomplices, don't you understand?"

"If you come here and make trouble again, I will let you have a good rest."

When everyone saw that He Yuzhu was really angry and was frightened by his words, they fled one after another, leaving only a few real patients with grim expressions.

As for Zhao Jianguo, He Yuzhu threw him out to avoid blocking those who actually wanted to see the doctor.

Li Yaxuan and her colleagues expressed their gratitude to He Yuzhu. If He Yuzhu had not appeared in time, these real patients would not have received timely treatment. In such a hot day, they might have been infected, with disastrous consequences.

"To deal with hooligans, you have to make them feel scared so that they don't dare to cause trouble or act like hooligans again. You guys continue to work. I have other things to do."

After solving the trouble that Li Yaxuan was facing, He Yuzhu went straight to work to earn extra money. It was quite a lot, a full 30 yuan, but it just required cooking and drinking.

That’s right, it’s Li Zixuan.

At noon, He Yuzhu was eating in the office, and Li Zixuan called the second canteen office.

He Yuzhu knocked on the door of the courtyard house that Li Zixuan had purchased herself. Li Zixuan was wearing a skirt with black stockings wrapped around her legs. From the looks of it, it was obviously a foreign product.

If He Yuzhu likes Huang Nan's smile, then what makes Li Zixuan even more outstanding is her legs, which are slender and have a beautiful sensuality, especially the curve from the calf to the thigh, which is full of beauty.

"Come on, hurry up and cook, I'm starving."

For the sake of thirty yuan, He Yuzhu quickly went to the kitchen to make it, while Li Zixuan sat on the sofa in the main room, enjoying the fan and watching TV. After waiting for more than an hour, she got up and took out the foreign beer from the freezer that was shipped from abroad.

An expression that shows he won't go home until he's drunk.

I have to say that Li Zixuan is quite a drinker. She drank seven or eight bottles of beer. This is almost the limit for women. However, apart from some blush on Li Zixuan's face, there was no other reaction.

He Yuzhu also drank eight bottles of beer. He went to the toilet to defecate and came back to continue drinking.

Thirty dollars is enough to keep the rich woman company.

Cooking a meal costs more than half a month's salary for He Yuzhu, and even more than a month's salary for many people.

Twelve bottles. He Yuzhu couldn't drink anymore. Beer was just like water. He needed to take a break.

He Yuzhu lit a cigarette and leaned on the sofa looking outside. As for Li Zixuan, one had to admire her. She drank twelve bottles of wine but still had room in her stomach and continued to eat the food on the table.

"I'll give you 300 yuan a month. I've also asked, your monthly salary plus allowances is no more than 60 yuan. Wouldn't it be good to have a personal chef for me?"

Li Zixuan put down her chopsticks and looked down at He Yuzhu's hand, which was stroking her black silk legs. She didn't object but was not happy.

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "I still say the same thing. If you want, I can cook for you one day every week for free."

This is also the same experience, otherwise He Yuzhu would be doing nothing.

Why? Because you are the only one with money!

With your beauty, Qin Jingru and Li Yaxuan are prettier than you and they don’t have so many requirements.

Suddenly, He Yuzhu heard people arguing outside.

He Yuzhu became interested and went out to watch the show.

A couple was arguing fiercely. He Yuzhu listened to what they heard. It turned out that the couple was having trouble at work and their savings were almost gone, so they wanted to sell the courtyard house they were living in and build a house in the countryside to live a good life.

The man was not happy because this courtyard was their ancestral home.

The woman pointed at the man's nose and cursed: "Your father died three years ago, and you almost gambled away all the money he left. Now you have lost your job. The cost of living in Beijing is so high, how can you support me and my son?"

The man was also a henpecked husband, and he muttered, "This courtyard house is worth between 1,500 and 2,000 yuan. How much do you want to pay? If you plan to buy it for 1,100 yuan, isn't this giving the courtyard house away for free?"

Four hundred yuan may not buy you much in the 21st century, but in the 1960s, it was enough to buy a farmhouse, a few pigs, a few chickens, and contract a few acres of land in the countryside.

"Humph, if you make money, would I want to sell it cheaply? Fifteen thousand, do you think anyone will buy it?"

When he heard that the courtyard house cost 1,500 yuan, He Yuzhu still had more than 20,000 yuan in his spare space. Moreover, looking at the courtyard house, it was more than 200 square meters and was close to the city center. If it were placed in the 21st century, it would be worth tens of millions to hundreds of millions.

"Brother, sister, please don't quarrel. If there are any conflicts between husband and wife, discuss them more. Don't quarrel. It will hurt the harmony."

"Who are you."

The woman asked with her hands on her hips, her tone unfriendly.

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Aren't you going to sell the house? I also like this house. I heard you arguing just now. One thousand five to two thousand, right?"

Li Zixuan, who was leaning against the door frame watching the show, heard that He Yuzhu wanted to buy a house, and it was for fifteen to two thousand yuan. Isn't this a big sucker?

The configuration is the same, and Li Zixuan's courtyard house is better, and it was bought for less than 1,100 yuan. If this one had been bought for 1,500 yuan, wouldn't it be a loss of several hundred yuan?

The couple saw He Yuzhu as a sucker and wanted to make a killing.

"Brother, if you want to buy a house, let me tell you, this house of mine has a lot of history. If you buy it, it will definitely be worth it."

"Yes, our house was just renovated the year before last, and two thousand is not expensive."

The couple sang in unison, and the quarreling atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

Li Zixuan was not happy to see He Yuzhu being deceived, so she immediately stepped forward and said, "Two thousand is not expensive. Even if you buy your wife, it won't be enough for two thousand!"

He Yuzhu frowned. Li Zixuan was lucky not to be beaten for talking like that.

The man pointed at Li Zixuan and said, "How dare you talk like that? What does my selling the house have to do with you?" As he said that, the man was about to take action and give this woman who was messing with his business a lesson.

Li Zixuan didn't expect that she would be beaten for speaking out for justice.

However, before his fist landed on Li Zixuan's face, the man slapped the floor and said, "Brother, brother, my arm is about to break, let go."