Siheyuan: I stand for Xu Damao because he is my brother

Qin Jingru was thoughtful. Many of what Jia Zhang said coincided with her own...

She is a very practical person. If Qin Huairu hadn't interfered in the TV series, she would really have married Sha Zhu.

Seeing that Qin Jingru really listened to her, Qin Huairu gave her a few more instructions and went out to work.

Coincidentally, Xu Damao and his brother also came out from the backyard pushing their bicycles. When the two sides met, Qin Huairu snorted loudly!

She twisted her big butt and walked forward panting.

Xu Dacan scratched his forehead and asked, "Brother, do you think walking can be faster than riding a bicycle?"

Xu Damao was really mean: "How could that be possible! I remember one time, Banggeng stole someone's things. He ran ahead and a group of people on bicycles chased him from behind, just like a cat chasing a mouse. It was so miserable!"

Qin Huairu almost fell flat on the ground in the yard, her face flushed as if she was constipated: "Xu Damao, you are slandering me!"

He Daqing is Sha Zhu's Achilles' heel, and Bang Geng is Qin Huairu's Achilles' heel.

How could her eldest son, Jia Geng, the only son of the Jia family, the chosen one, steal something? They were ruining the reputation of Bang Geng!

Xu Damao pushed the cart past Qin Huairu with a look of disdain on his face: "Virtue, look at yourself, in this yard, except for that stupid guy Shazhu, who else doesn't lock the door when they go out? Who are they guarding against? Do I need to tell you?"

Qin Huairu threw the lunch box to the ground and was about to make a scene!

As a result, Xu Dacan raised his arm and lifted her onto the cart, and kicked the cart as well.

The cart rolled over, and Qin Huairu screamed in fright...

Watching the two brothers walking away, Qin Huairu realized that things were about to change in this courtyard.

From now on, no one can suppress Xu Damao!

"..."

As the year-end approaches, the car team has become busy.

As soon as he got to work this morning, Zhao Guoqing told Ma Qiang, "Director Yang will be using the car this afternoon, so hurry up and change the oil this morning. Did you hear me?"

Ma Qiang didn't even have the right to say no. He had to do whatever the shift supervisor told him to do.

But he was not without ideas. He rolled his eyes and said, "Master Zhao, I can't do this job alone. Let Xu Dacan help me."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Guoqing said bluntly: "Get lost! What time is it now? He may go out with Deputy Director Li at any time."

Finally, he said: "If you can do it, do it. If you can't, you don't have to come after the New Year. There are plenty of people willing to do it!"

Of course not. The car class is a place where many people are trying their best to get in.

Looking at the two people smoking and drinking tea in the duty room, Ma Qiang almost bit his teeth off!

Damn it, they just bully him all day long and make him do all the dirty work alone.

Ma Qiang secretly swore in his heart: "Wait, don't let me catch you two!"

Behind the lenses, a pair of triangular eyes were filled with vicious eyes...

Working with resentment is the most undesirable thing.

It was less than 10 o'clock in the morning. Xu Dacan was reading a newspaper alone when he heard Ma Qiang scream outside.

He picked up the mug and took a sip of tea, then finished reading this page before folding the newspaper and going out to check.

Under the lift, Ma Qiang was soaked in engine oil...

From head to toe, oily black, which means it is both black and shiny.

Ma Qiang couldn't accept it and stood alone under the jeep with a confused look on his face.

Xu Dacan sighed, walked over and said to him, "Go wash up quickly, and go home to change clothes after you're done."

Ma Qiang seemed to have finally found someone to vent his anger on. He tore off his gloves that were soaked in engine oil and threw them towards Xu Dacan!

How can this person not know what is good for him?

The wire gloves are stained with motor oil. If it sticks to your body, you can’t wash it off!

Xu Dacan jumped back, dodged, and went straight into the house. What did Ma Qiang’s life or death have to do with him?

When Zhao Guoqing came back, he was furious again: "What happened to you? You can't even do such a small thing! Look at what you have done to yourself? The key is that you delayed the leader's use of the car. Can you bear the responsibility?"

As the old saying goes, there must be something hateful about a pitiful person. If Ma Qiang had listened to him and left, and gone back to take a shower and change into clean clothes, Xu Dacan would have looked at him with a higher regard.

But he was just waiting for Zhao Guoqing to come back and scold him! I really don't know how he got into the car class with his EQ...

Ma Qiang was told to go home and take a shower and change clothes. Zhao Guoqing came in with a gloomy face, glanced at Xu Dacan who was writing furiously, and asked him, "What are you writing? You look so serious."

Xu Dacan took out a cigarette, slid along the angle steel welded table to Zhao Guoqing, and said without raising his head: "Respond to the call, study actively, and practice your penmanship while writing an essay."

Zhao Guoqing didn't believe it at all: "You're the only one who writes prose?"

Xu Dacan said righteously: "Master, please don't talk nonsense. Come and take a look. Whose name is on it?"

Zhao Guoqing walked over to take a look and found that the signature was Li Huaide's name...

What else could he say? All the complaints he had made before were suppressed in his stomach.

What Xu Dacan copied from memory was an excellent essay from the 1970s, which was just right for Li Huaide to use now.

This is just like Fan Xian traveling back in time and reciting Tang poetry. Whoever writes it down first gets it. Can it be called plagiarism when it's something scholars do?

As a leader, if you want to go further, you not only need to understand production and politics, but cultural cultivation is also very important.

This is also an important part of Xu Dacan's upward management and leadership.

As Xu Dacan wrote, he explained: "I asked him to go wash up and go home to change clothes 40 minutes ago. But he didn't appreciate it and threw his gloves covered in motor oil at me. I almost wanted to share a few fables with him."

Zhao Guoqing lit up a cigarette and asked doubtfully, "A little story?"

"The stories are titled 'Mr. Dongguo and the Wolf', 'Lü Dongbin and the Dog', 'The Farmer and the Snake', and 'Hao Jian and the Old Lady'."

Zhao Guoqing was speechless for a long while...

He seemed to have learned the first few, but which text was the last one, Hao Jian, from? I really couldn't remember, and I gave it back to the teacher after leaving school!

Seeing that Xu Dacan had finished writing the essay, Zhao Guoqing discussed with him, "Ma Qiang is really useless. Why don't you drive for Director Yang at noon?"

Xu Dacan stood up and took out gloves from the drawer: "Master, what you said, can I take your job? I'll go change the oil."

After Xu Dacan left, Zhao Guoqing shook his head and said with a smile: "This kid..."

Coming to the bottom of the lift, Xu Dacan looked at the oil pan of the jeep in confusion.

At that time, cars didn't even have oil filters. It was just a matter of tightening a screw. I don't understand how Ma Qiang managed to get engine oil all over himself in such an easy-to-operate position?