Siheyuan: Picked up by a goddess in 48 years

"Xiao Lu, given our relationship, we don't need the autograph fee, right?" Yan Bugui said with a forced smile.

Lu Zhenyuan stared at him with a smile.

Yan Bugui's smile was a little stiff, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "How about a compromise? I'll write you a couplet for free during the New Year. What do you think?"

"Old Yan, is your calligraphy valuable? Or do I just not know how to write?"

Yan Bugui was immediately embarrassed when he heard this. "Then tell me, how much is the autograph fee?"

As he said this, his heart was bleeding.

He knew very well that he was giving gifts to the Du and Guo families, and that not giving one to the Lu family would make people unhappy.

Lu Zhenyuan stretched out a hand and spread out five fingers.

"Five points?" Yan Bugui asked hopefully.

Lu Zhenyuan's expression remained unchanged, but he did not retract his hand.

"Five, fifty cents?" Yan Bugui's expression became more and more unnatural.

"It's five dollars." Lu Zhenyuan told him simply.

"five yuan!"

Yan Bugui's tone of voice changed again and again, and he said hurriedly: "Xiao Lu, you said you supported me to be the manager, how could you take advantage of the situation? And it was me who helped you find out that it was the deaf old lady who spread rumors about your family!"

Lu Zhenyuan shook his head. "Old Yan, you are a teacher, how can you just say that?"

"When I asked you to gather information, did you take the benefits? Did I tell you the information about the manager for nothing? I said at that time, let's keep things to ourselves! Do you remember?"

"But you admit..."

"I have admitted that I support you as the boss, but I am not supporting anyone else now. It's just a signature fee. Old Yan, do you think our family is short of that five dollars? What I want is your attitude, Old Yan."

"Old Yan, you can't always think about taking. You have to give something while you gain. That's fair. What do you call that? That's fair! If you don't even understand that, who will obey you even if you become a manager in the future?"

Yan Bugui's face twitched, and he felt really painful.

"You wait here."

Yan Bugui returned home and said, "Give me five dollars."

"Five dollars! What for?" Yang Ruihua asked with a curious look.

Yan Bugui sighed, feeling very sad.

"I was tricked by that guy. Hurry up and give me five dollars, otherwise the price might go up later. This is the autograph fee. Please agree to let me be the boss!"

Yang Ruihua roughly understood what was going on. He felt very distressed and didn't want to take the money.

He was about to say something else when Yan Bugui raised his hand to interrupt him.

"A woman's kindness!"

Seeing this, Yang Ruihua reluctantly counted out five yuan from the piggy box.

Yan Bugui took the money, rubbed it twice, and felt reluctant to part with it.

He then put the money in his pocket, returned to the yard, and handed the money to Lu Zhenyuan when no one was paying attention.

[Ding Dong! Received 20 points of crash value from Yan Bugui.]

Wow, he is worthy of being called Old Yan. To make him pay is as good as digging his flesh, which directly broke his defense.

Lu Zhenyuan signed.

"Okay, it doesn't matter whether Aunt Mei signs or not, that's it, or you can pay Aunt Mei five dollars to sign."

Yan Bugui left with a distorted face without looking back.

Looking at his back, Lu Zhenyuan snorted twice. This was enough to teach Yan Bugui a lesson. His family was not short of the five dollars, but he couldn't let Yan Bugui suffer without paying a penny.

This stingy old man Yan is always looking for an advantage, especially recently someone has dared to fleece him, how can he not fight back?

Five dollars was neither too much nor too little. It was within Yan Bugui's affordability, but it also made Yan Bugui feel extremely painful. It was estimated that Yan Bugui would not be able to feel happy for the next few days.

After all, five yuan is enough to buy 25 kilograms of high-quality rice and flour, about 60 kilograms of fine corn flour, and about 100 kilograms of coarse corn flour!

Fine cornmeal is cornmeal, and coarse cornmeal is cornmeal mixed with crushed corncobs. The former will at most cause a little choking when eaten, while the latter will make your throat hurt.

Nowadays, most people still eat corn flour, and steamed corn bread is available on the dining tables of almost most families. Rice and white flour are refined grains, and many people only eat them twice during the New Year.

Calculated based on the cost of coarse corn flour, five yuan was enough to provide food for Yan Bugui's family for a month, which really made him feel bad.

As for whether he would be hated?

There is no need to worry. Yan Bugui is a typical profit-seeking person. As long as there is enough benefit, he is not afraid of offending him. He will only think about how to take more advantage to make up for the loss.

As for asking him to cause trouble, Old Yan would not easily do something that is thankless.

After collecting the money, I went back to the house to wash my hands and eat.

The front yard has calmed down, but the middle yard and the back yard are still bustling.

He Daqing from the Central Courtyard is not at home. Yi Zhonghai is confident whether he can become the manager. In his opinion, the Chen family is not an obstacle, and the Jia family will naturally be on his side.

So he just needs to deal with He Daqing.

But He Daqing was not at home every day, so he could roughly guess where he was going. It was not a big problem. At most, he could arrange a table for them to chat, and his position as the boss would be secured.

The backyard is really lively.

Xu Fugui and Liu Haizhong were both staring at the steward's position, and they kept exchanging glances all the way back to the backyard.

Both the Wang family and the Huang family wanted to get involved, but seeing the intense fight between the two, they wisely chose to withdraw. After all, in terms of ability, neither family was as good as the Xu family and the Liu family, and they were the last to move in according to the order of moving into the courtyard.

Those who moved in first feel inferior, similar to the first come, first served mentality.

"Lao Xu, do you want to compete with me?" After returning to the backyard, Liu Haizhong was the first to lose patience and speak.

Xu Fugui was not afraid either.

"Old Liu, this manager is a man of ability, so there is no point in saying that."

Liu Haizhong looked anxious, but before he could speak, Xu Fugui continued, "But it's not impossible for me to give up the competition."

"Yeah! Really?"

Glancing at Liu Haizhong's innocent look, Xu Fugui curled his lips secretly, "Really, but you have to pay something."

Liu Haizhong is not well educated, but he is not stupid either, and he immediately understood.

"How much do you want?"

Xu Fugui smiled, "Forget it, there's no need to talk about money, but I support you to become the manager in the future. You have to help my Xu family in this courtyard from now on."

"No problem! As long as you let me be the manager, your Xu family's business will be my business!" Liu Haizhong patted his chest and made the promise. The fat on his face trembled and his face flushed with excitement.

Xu Fugui looked at him with disgust, waved his hand and went back home.

"Dad, why did you just give up and let that fat guy in Liu Haizhong be the manager?" Xu Damao, who had been following beside them but couldn't get a word in, finally couldn't help but ask.

Xu Fugui glanced at him.

"It's not just for you!"

"Why is it just for me? You have to be the boss for me!"

Looking at this brainless son, Xu Fugui was somewhat angry at his lack of fighting spirit.

At first he did want to compete, but suddenly he thought of his son having to start a family in the future, so he planned to leave the house to his son and move out with his wife.

His son doesn't have much potential, so as a father he has to make preparations early and arrange everything that can be done.

This kid has now mastered the technique of projecting movies. He can take over his job at the steel mill in the future. As for himself, he can find a job at a movie theater, although the pay may not be as good as at the steel mill.

But it was enough for the couple to live on.

Therefore, there is no need for him to fight for the position of the manager. It would be better for him to do a favor and wait for him to move out of the courtyard. Old Liu will take care of his own boy based on their friendship today.