Xu Damao's Thirty-Six Stratagems in Siheyuan

On Saturday, all members of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill Small Theater gathered at Donglaishun to eat shabu-shabu.

Of course, it is impossible for Xu Damao to pay out of his own pocket. With Li Huaide and Li Huaimin around, it is not Xu Damao's turn to pay out of his own pocket.

The taste of hotpot in the middle of winter is just imaginable.

"Teacher Yan, the troupe may have many tasks in the future. The department and the general factory leaders have said that they want to bring out this team from our factory. You and Teacher Xu should pay attention to it. I will ask Xiao Xu and Xiao Wu to fully cooperate with your troupe's work."

Yan Zhen saw that Li Huaide was sincere in what he said. She had also seen bigger scenes. Although she had not held a high position in the Peking Opera Theater before, she was still considered a pillar of the theater.

"Director Li, Director Li, Section Chief Xu, Deputy Section Chief Wu, don't worry. Although the troupe was established not long ago, all the members of the troupe have worked very hard. We will definitely rehearse the next play according to higher standards. Thank you to the leaders for giving us troupe members the opportunity to perform on stage. We will also do our best."

As the deputy director, Xu Damao stood up after Yan Zhen finished speaking and said, "To all the actors and staff of the Red Star Theater, today is our first gathering. Our next task is still very arduous. We have only taken the first step in a long journey. But under the leadership of Director Li, our Director Li, I believe the troupe will definitely have a better performance. Come on, everyone, bring your glasses, and in order to reassure Director Li, let's toast to him, as a sign of our determination. Cheers..."

This atmosphere, this enthusiasm, this scene...

The group of people got Li Huaide and Li Huaimin drunk and knocked them down. Fortunately, there were many men in the troupe, and Xu Damao arranged for someone to send them back.

Today, Yan Zhen also witnessed Xu Damao's ability to control the situation.

Xu Damao also took this opportunity to chat with Yan Zhen alone.

"Master's wife, how is Master doing now?"

"It's OK, but Lao Pu said he couldn't stand the cold there. There was no heating in the winter, and the wind was cold and chilly, which was a bit unbearable. But everything else is pretty good."

"Sister Pu, you and Master's wife should go back slowly. I've drunk too much today, so I won't see you off."

Pu Su drank a little too much today, and ate a little too much meat. It had been a long time since she had enjoyed eating mutton so much. She admired this junior fellow student whom she didn't know well but had a special relationship with.

"Da Mao, don't worry. It's not far away. I ate too much today. My mom and I will go for a walk first. But you drank a little too much. Is it okay for you to go back by yourself?"

"Don't worry, I don't live too far from here. It only takes about half an hour to ride a bike. It's okay. I'll take care of myself then."

Xu Damao did drink a little too much, but it was OK. Although the bike was a little shaky, it didn't affect his clear mind. He was singing the lyrics of Sha Jia Bang while riding. Not far from Zhang Zizhong Road, Xu Damao saw four or five men in military coats surrounding a woman pushing a bicycle.

As Xu Damao walked forward, he heard the man saying, "He Lihua, Yan Xiaosi can no longer protect you. You've been released from the military art troupe. If you follow me in the future, I promise to get you back to the J District Art Troupe. No one wants you now anyway, so why bother to endure it yourself?"

"He Lihua, you slut, don't be shameless. You are lucky that I like you."

"He Lihua, Yan Xiaosi is a married man. You slut, you still can't see the situation clearly. You are stupid. Stay loyal to Yan Xiaosi."

Xu Damao saw a group of men pushing and shoving a weak woman and uttering foul language, and he got drunk.

"Hey, guys, is this robbery or rape? There are five or six of you trying to take care of a woman. How shameless! She doesn't want to, but you still want to force her."

"Where did you come from, you bastard? How dare you meddle in our business?"

One man rushed over and tried to kick Xu Damao, who was lying on the handlebars of the bicycle, down. Unexpectedly, Xu Damao suddenly lifted the front wheel and swung it hard. The front fork of the bicycle hit the man's calf directly, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

When the others saw their own people fall to the ground, three more came over and rushed towards Xu Damao. Xu Damao swung the bicycle left, right, and sideways, knocking the three people to the ground again. They fell to the ground and howled, "Brother Liu, fuck him."

Xu Damao just said, "You are just a bunch of street urchins, what else do you want to do? I, Grandpa Xu, will beat you to a pulp in a minute."

Suddenly, Xu Damao felt something pressing against his head, and heard the woman shouting, "Liu Chenglong, don't shoot."

Xu Damao heard a voice in his ear: "Grandson, how about we try and see which is faster, your fist or my bullet?"

In the past, Xu Damao would have been a little scared, but now he is not afraid at all. The opponent did not shoot immediately, and in Xu Damao's eyes, he had already lost the advantage. Moreover, Xu Damao judged that it was probably some second-generation rich kid who stole the gun from home to show off, and might not really dare to shoot.

"The woman just now shouted, 'Liu Chenglong, your name is Liu Chenglong, these bastards are your followers, you are a very lively guy, you even have a gun on your waist, you must be from a very powerful background.'"

Xu Damao let go of the bicycle, and it fell to the ground with a clang. Xu Damao pointed at his temple with his finger.

"Liu Chenglong, come here, do as grandpa does, shoot. Do you dare? I'm asking you if you dare, right? Do you think you can conquer the world with just a broken gun? When I killed two spies with my bare hands before, I guess you were still peeing and playing in the mud. Come on, shoot. Liu Chenglong, can a willow tree become a dragon? It's more like a caterpillar."

Xu Damao suddenly grabbed Liu Chenglong's pistol with his right hand, pulled the safety button, then quickly took a side step and hit Liu Chenglong with his left shoulder, knocking him more than ten feet away.

After catching the spy last time, Xu Damao actually learned how to use a pistol from the police, so he was quite familiar with it. It came in handy today. It is always good to have many skills.

Xu Damao pulled out the magazine. Oh wow. There were bullets.

Xu Damao knew that this was a serious matter and he was 90% sober. If he knew that there were bullets in the magazine, he might not have been so reckless. Fortunately, there was a misunderstanding and Xu Damao did not kill him, otherwise Liu Chenglong might have at least one arm crippled.

"Hey there, that female comrade, come here for a moment." He pointed at the five or six men and said, "Don't move, or I'll kill you."

Liu Chenglong sat on the ground, unable to get up for a while. Hearing what Xu Damao said and the gun pointing at him, he was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

He Lihua walked to Xu Damao tremblingly, "Um, comrade, forget about this matter. You can't afford to offend them."

"who are they?"

"These guys are all from the JQ compound. Liu Chenglong's father is the deputy director of the compound's G Committee. He's a very shady guy."

Xu Damao was thinking “oh shit” the whole time, you really got into trouble, and ideas were racing through his mind.

Now he couldn't be cowardly, nor could he kill someone to silence him. But if he didn't remove the bomb of Liu Chenglong, he would be unable to sleep or eat.

"Who is that? He Lihua, right? Which unit are you from?"

"I'm from the Xicheng Cultural Center. I used to be in the J District Art Troupe. I live at No. **, Xishiku Street, ** Hutong 3-1. If you are implicated in this matter, I can testify for you."

"Okay, you're brave enough, go first."

Xu Damao looked at He Lihua who was a little hesitant, "Just go. If you don't leave, do you still want me to treat you to a midnight snack?"

He Lihua then turned around, got on her bicycle and left quickly.

Xu Damao lit a cigarette, held the pistol, walked to Liu Chenglong, squatted down, and said, "Grandson, where did you get this gun?"

"This gun is a souvenir from my dad. It doesn't fire. It's just for bluffing."

"Does your dad know you have a gun?"

Liu Chenglong didn't answer. Xu Damao directly hit him with the butt of his gun. "It won't go off, right? Then I'll try it out. Is it true or just fake?" Xu Damao pulled the safety and pointed the gun at Liu Chenglong. Liu Chenglong was so scared that he waved his hands repeatedly. "Man, don't do it. It can go off, it can go off. I'll tell you, my dad is..."

Liu Chenglong revealed all the details. Only then did Xu Damao turn off the fuse.

"Liu Chenglong, I think you are the descendant of a meritorious official, so today's matter will end here and be turned over. But for the gun, you can ask your father to come to me to get it. I will not change my surname or name, Xu Damao from the Publicity Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. If you feel that you have lost face today and want to settle accounts with me, I will not stop you. Just come. If you want me to die, I also have a way to make you die. Remember, Xu Damao of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, Xu Damao, the People's Guardian, I believe you can find my information. Let's go."