Siheyuan: The wife pays off the husband's debt, Huairu's mentality collapses

Then he pretended to be calm and explained quickly: "Director Yang, I just want to invite you to my house for a cup of tea and a chat, nothing else."

However, Director Yang's expression did not ease, but became even more serious.

He knew that Yan Bugui was a scheming person. Although he seemed passionate on the surface, he actually had ulterior motives.

His eyes swept over Yan Bugui, as if he was examining this self-righteous neighbor.

Yan Bugui became more and more jealous, thinking to himself: "Why does Director Yang take this bastard Su Mu so seriously? Is he really good at something?"

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes.

"Director Yang, you are too polite. We neighbors should be as close as family."

Yan Bugui tried hard to force a smile and try to ease the atmosphere, but his voice sounded a little weak.

At this time, Su Mu was standing aside and noticed that the atmosphere between the two was not right, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He knew Yan Bugui's character and knew that this man would never give up any opportunity easily.

"Uncle, it's not appropriate for you to do this." Su Mu finally couldn't help but interrupt, with a hint of firmness in his tone.

He didn't want Director Yang to be disturbed under such circumstances, and he didn't want Yan Bugui's conspiracy to succeed.

Yan Bugui's smile froze suddenly. He didn't expect Su Mu to stand up and refute him at this time. He became even more angry.

"Sumu, what do you mean? I just want to invite Director Yang to have a cup of tea, is that not okay?"

Yan Bugui's voice became sharp and sparks of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Su Mu smiled coldly and thought to himself: "This person is really shameless. He obviously wants to cling to the powerful, but he still pretends to be innocent."

"Uncle, if you really want to invite Director Yang for tea, why are you shouting so loudly here?"

"I don't think he wants to be disturbed by your little tricks." Su Mu said bluntly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

Upon seeing this, Director Yang nodded slightly, and became more and more appreciative of Su Mu's straightforwardness.

Yan Bugui's expression became even uglier, and he cursed in his heart:

"This kid is such a thorn. I really want to see how long he can last."

However, he knew he couldn't be too obvious, so he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Oh, Sumu, you are so serious, I was just joking."

Director Yang felt annoyed when he saw the two people arguing. He decided to interrupt this meaningless argument:

"Okay, Yan Bugui, I came to Su Mu today to discuss something. Let's talk about business first."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards Su Mu, with some anticipation in his eyes.

Su Mu was shocked, knowing that Director Yang's intention was unusual, so he quickly adjusted his mentality and followed Director Yang's pace seriously.

Yan Bugui was so angry that he gnashed his teeth, his heart full of jealousy and resentment.

Su Mu started to get busy in the house.

He quickly took out a small bowl of peanuts and a bottle of white wine from the cupboard, respectfully placed them in front of Director Yang, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Director Yang, please try it."

Director Yang looked at the bowl of peanuts, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Sumu, you are a very sensible boy. Few people can think of these things normally."

He picked up a peanut, chewed it gently, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.

Then, he turned his gaze to the liquor and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I usually like to drink a little wine, but I won't be polite today."

Su Mu felt relieved, knowing that Director Yang was in a good mood, so he poured a glass of wine and said softly, "Director Yang, we still have to talk about these things."

He handed the wine glass to Director Yang, his eyes full of anticipation.

Director Yang picked up the wine glass and shook it gently. The wine rippled in the glass, as if something was brewing.

His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about how to start.

After a moment, he raised his head, looked at Su Mu firmly, and said seriously: "Su Mu, I came to you today to discuss an important matter."

"What's the matter?" Su Mu's heartbeat quickened slightly, and he vaguely felt that things were not simple.

"I intend to make you the workshop manager of the steel mill."

Director Yang's voice was like thunder, shaking Su Mu's heart.

Su Mu was stunned, his mind went blank.

Workshop director? What an important position!

He knew that in order to become a workshop director, he would have to work hard for at least several years, or even more than ten years, before he could get such an opportunity.

Now, this opportunity actually fell on his head, which was simply unbelievable for him.

"Director Yang, I...I'm not qualified yet."

Su Mu stammered, a complex emotion welling up in his heart, both surprised and nervous.

"You don't have to be modest, Sumu." Director Yang shook his head slightly, his tone firm, "I can see your ability and potential in work. You are young and promising, and you are exactly the talent our steel mill needs."

Su Mu felt a warm current in his heart, and Director Yang's recognition made him very excited.

"Director Yang, I... I still feel that I lack experience. The job of a workshop director is a heavy responsibility, and I'm worried that I won't be able to do it." He tried to hide his inner nervousness with a humble attitude.

After hearing this, Director Yang smiled slightly, with a gleam of encouragement in his eyes:

"Sumu, you have to believe in yourself. Every great beginning comes from anxiety and doubt."

“I have seen the leadership and teamwork you have demonstrated in your work. You are definitely capable of leading the workshop to higher goals.”

Su Mu lowered his head, gently stroked the edge of the wine glass with his fingers, feeling hesitant.

Although Director Yang's words made him feel a little encouraged, the worry in his heart still lingered.

At this moment, Director Yang's voice sounded again, with a hint of firmness:

"I hope you can take this opportunity in stride. Workshop supervisor is not just a position, it is a challenge."

"You have to learn how to manage people, coordinate things, and solve problems. These are all things you have to go through as you grow up."

"But I'm worried that I will disappoint your expectations." Su Mu finally plucked up the courage to look directly into Director Yang's eyes, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"I believe you can do it." Director Yang's tone became more determined. "You have to understand that behind any success there are countless failures and setbacks. You are not fighting alone. There are many colleagues in the factory who will support you and help you. You just need to take this step, and time will do the rest."

A glimmer of hope gradually emerged in Su Mu's heart, as if a warm current began to spread in his heart.

He smiled slightly, feeling relieved: "Director Yang, you are right. I will try my best to live up to your expectations."

"That's what I want to hear!"

Director Yang showed a gratified smile on his face, raised his glass, and said in a heroic tone, "Come on, let's toast to the future!"

Su Mu also picked up the wine glass, his heart full of longing and expectation for the future.