Siheyuan: The Qing Dynasty is back

The woman surnamed Dong said again: "Those two young men. One of them beat up the workshop director in the workshop, and was eventually ostracized by the director and sent here."

"There is another one. I heard that he was a gangster outside. He argued with everyone. In the end, no one wanted him, so he was sent down here to work."

"As for the three disabled ones, they are all retired from the battlefield and don't have many connections, so they were assigned here."

"But those three were a little dissatisfied and thought their leader was unfair, so they didn't listen to anyone and just muddled along."

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai completely gave up.

He didn't dare to provoke these people.

After thinking for a while, Yi Zhonghai said uncertainly: "Sister Dong, how did you two get here?"

The woman surnamed Dong leaned towards Yi Zhonghai and whispered, "I heard that the woman came to work here in order to change her household registration and buy a formal job."

"But I heard that her husband's brother is a leader of the neighborhood office. He's a very powerful one."

Yes! They have a backer.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the woman surnamed Dong speechlessly.

"As for me, there's nothing much. Anyway, I've been working here the longest, and all of them came here after me."

Well, although Yi Zhonghai didn’t believe that this Dong guy would be so simple.

But just because he has worked here the longest, he is also a veteran.

Yi Zhonghai sighed, and there was no solution for the time being. He needed to go back and think about it carefully, and then make plans slowly later.

He looked back at those people, they were still chatting and joking, not paying any attention to him at all.

Yi Zhonghai returned to his lounge in despair.

Sha Zhu was quite hardworking. He found out everything about Yi Zhonghai before he got off work.

After he got the news, he immediately ran to He Daqing.

He Daqing, who was drinking tea, was startled when the door was pushed open, and he almost choked on his tea.

This made He Daqing so angry that he picked up a book on the table and threw it at Sha Zhu.

Sha Zhu was about to speak when he saw the book flying towards him and caught it in fright.

"Dad, what did you do? Why did you throw away such a good book?"

After saying that, he quickly handed the book back to He Daqing.

He Daqing grabbed the book and started hitting Sha Zhu on the head.

"What do you think I'm doing? How many times have I told you to knock before coming in? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Sha Zhu was beaten so hard that he ran away. He begged for mercy while hiding, "Dad! Dad! I'll remember. I'll knock on the door next time."

After hearing this, He Daqing hit harder.

"Next time! How many next times have you given me? When did you change? I'm going to teach you a lesson this time!"

"Dad! I will definitely remember this time. I will definitely knock on the door next time!"

After beating Sha Zhu up, He Daqing felt a little better.

He sat back at his desk and said unhappily, "Tell me, what's wrong with you coming here so suddenly?"

Sha Zhu touched his head and said carefully, "Dad, I found out everything. Do you know where that old man Yi Zhonghai was transferred to?"

"Where did you go?"

"The cleaning department! Dad, you'll never guess what he does in the cleaning department?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to fart, just fart! What are you talking about?"

"Hey! He was transferred to be in charge of the toilets here, which are the ones that Niu Dan and his gang are in charge of."

He Daqing asked curiously, "What happened to that group of people? Is there anything wrong?"

Sha Zhu laughed and walked to He Daqing's desk.

He said with a sly smile, "Dad, you haven't been here long. Niu Dan and his men are not easy to deal with. Even the leaders dare not intervene. Yi Zhonghai went to the right place this time. He will suffer in the future."

Next, Sha Zhu reported the brilliant achievements of those people to He Daqing.

He Daqing was also very happy after hearing this.

These people are enough to give Yi Zhonghai a hard time.

After get off work in the afternoon, He Daqing just returned to the gate of the courtyard and saw Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui talking there.

When Yan Bugui saw He Daqing, he greeted him as usual, "Daqing is back!"

He Daqing nodded and said, "Old Yan, what important matter are you discussing with our Director Yi?"

Yan Bugui asked in confusion: "Daqing, what is Director Yi? You don't mean Old Yi, do you?"

Yi Zhonghai didn't want to pay attention to He Daqing. But now He Daqing mocked him in front of him, how could he bear it?

"He Daqing, what do you mean? What is Director Yi? Explain it to me clearly."

He Daqing said with a smile: "Old Yi, why are you so anxious to talk to me? You have been promoted, haven't you? I am congratulating you."

"You said you are in charge of four toilets, so you are the director of the toilets, right? Isn't it right for me to call you Director Yi?"

"Listen, just by hearing this name, I know that you, Yi Zhonghai, are a high-ranking official."

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he pointed at He Daqing and cursed: "He Daqing! Don't be so complacent! Let's wait and see!"

After saying that, he turned around and went back angrily.

He was too embarrassed to argue with He Daqing here. If everyone knew that he was the director of the toilet, he would be even more embarrassed.

Yan Bugui watched Yi Zhonghai being squeezed out by He Daqing, and came over curiously and asked, "Daqing, tell me, what's going on?"

He Daqing said with a smile: "Didn't Yi Zhonghai tell you? He has been transferred to the cleaning department and is responsible for the sanitation of the four toilets in the factory. Isn't this a promotion? Am I wrong to call him Director Yi?"

Yan Bugui was also happy when he heard it.

"Hey, just now Lao Yi just told me that he went there to be a team leader, managing more than a dozen people. It turns out that he was responsible for cleaning the toilets!"

"It's normal that the director, who holds such a high position, is embarrassed to tell you."

"Think about it, who in the factory doesn't go to the toilet? As long as you go to the toilet, you are in Yi Zhonghai's territory, so you have to obey him, right?"

Yan Bugui knew that He Daqing was mocking Yi Zhonghai and said this on purpose.

He smiled and gave He Daqing a thumbs up.

"It has to be you. Old Yi always suffers at your hands. I admire you!"

He Daqing He Daqing smiled, chatted with Yan Bugui for a while and then went back.

Otherwise, Yan Bugui is the publicity director of Siheyuan.

By dinner time in the evening, most people in the courtyard knew the name of Director Yi Zhonghai.

The next morning, everyone was on their way to work together.

Yi Zhonghai was walking to work with everyone when He Daqing came behind on a bicycle.

When he passed Yi Zhonghai, he did not forget to turn back and say something.

"Director Yi, go to work!"

Now everyone on the road turned to look at Yi Zhonghai.

Some people didn't understand what Director Yi meant, so there was naturally someone beside them to explain it to them.

This made Yi Zhonghai very angry, but He Daqing had already ridden away on his bike, leaving him with no place to vent his anger.

In the days that followed, Yi Zhonghai also became a jerk. Everyone was too embarrassed to call him Director Yi in public, so they all called him Director Yi in private. Even if he wanted to manage things, he couldn't.

What gave him the most headache were his subordinates.

Now he has been squeezed out and can't command anyone at all.

Yi Zhonghai also saw through it, and spent every day alone in the lounge as a lonely man.

Time passes slowly and it is almost the end of the year.

The work of the three experts was also completed.

At noon on the last day, Carl was eating lunch while talking to the translator beside him.

Xiao Song listened and nodded.

After a while, Xiao Song came to He Daqing in the kitchen.

"Master He, are you busy?"

When He Daqing saw that it was Xiao Song, he smiled and replied, "It's Xiao Song! What's the matter?"

Xiao Song said, "Nothing, just those experts want to talk to you, are you busy?"

He Daqing didn't know what these people wanted to see him for. He also knew that after today, they would leave. They probably wanted to say goodbye now.

"I'm not busy. Since they called me, let's go over and take a look."

I followed Xiao Song to the private room where Karl and his friends were having dinner.

Carl happily said in broken Chinese: "Nihao, drink sir!"

He Daqing shook his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Karl, your Chinese is still so bad!"

Xiao Song translated He Daqing's words to Karl, who smiled bitterly and said, "Your Dragon Country's language is too difficult to learn. I really can't learn it."

Hans next to him also said: "Yeah, I still don't understand it. When is the 'convenient time' you mentioned?"

He Daqing now has a very good relationship with these experts. He often cooks Chinese food for them in different ways to suit their tastes. This makes these foreigners who have never seen the world praise their food.

So in their spare time, they would ask He Daqing for some knowledge about Chinese food.

He Daqing would also brag to these foreigners about the breadth and depth of Chinese cuisine based on his later experiences, or share some of the glorious history of the Dragon Kingdom.

This made them admire and praise the ancestors of the Dragon Kingdom again and again.

"Mr. Karl, I wonder what you want to talk to me about? I heard that you have finished the work today, right?"

Karl nodded and said, “Yes, Mr. He. We want to ask, will you go to the next place with us?”

He Daqing listened, shook his head and said, "That may not be the case. I am a worker in the steel mill. If you go to other factories, they will arrange better chefs for you."

Karl and the other three all shook their heads and said, "No, Master He. You are the best chef I have met since I came to Dragon Country. Your dishes are so delicious. We all hope that you can go to the next place with us."

"Mr. Carl, we have many chefs in Dragon Country. Many of them cook better than I do. Maybe you'll meet a better chef when you go to the next place. You should try different flavors."

Seeing He Daqing's resolute attitude, Karl and the others did not force him and had to chat with him for a while. It was considered the final farewell.

He Daqing also accompanied Karl and the others, and they chatted until the afternoon when they had to go to work.

He Daqing looked at the kitchen. The stove that was specially modified to entertain these foreign experts might never be used again.