Siheyuan: Since 51

Lin Zhiyuan was suspicious, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Did you fail to wish the leaders of the Federation of Trade Unions a happy new year?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Li Huaide sat up and sighed, "You, the leader of the Industrial Bureau, I'll take you to visit him later. As for the Federation of Trade Unions, I don't know anyone there, so you have to find a way to go there too!"

Lin Zhiyuan's heart moved, then he understood and chuckled.

"No need. I'm still young, so I'll just practice a little more!"

Hearing this, Li Huaide became anxious.

"You are young, which is an advantage. Think about it, you are 17 years old now, a th-level section chief. If you work hard, you can become a deputy director at the age of . Your future is bright."

bright?

Strong winds sweep in, and the taller the tree, the more dangerous it is!

Muttering to himself, Lin Zhiyuan said earnestly, "Brother Li, to be honest, I don't have such big ambitions. If I can stay in the regular department and live peacefully for the next twenty years, I will wake up with a smile in my dreams."

Li Huaide was so disappointed that he said angrily, "You have to move up even if you don't have ambition. The officialdom is a countercurrent."

Lin Zhiyuan shook his head and curled his lips indifferently.

"If you want to quit, just quit. It's lonely at the top. But if you want, I'll help you. I hope that in ten years, the steel mill will be upgraded to a full-time department. You can be in charge of the steel mill, and I can be a full-time section chief under your wing and live a good life."

What is a good brother?

I don’t care about my own future, I just think about Old Li!

These are fucking half brothers!

Li Huaide was so moved that he almost cried. It took him a long time to calm down.

"Good brother, I won't say anything more. As long as I am still in the steel mill, I will never let anyone target you. Today, I, Li Huaide, make this clear!"

"It's done!"

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled, "We have a deal. You get promoted and I stay at the grassroots level."

Seeing Li Huaide glaring, he continued, “Why, Brother Li, this is my greatest wish, are you not going to help?”

"I..." Li Huaide didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Okay, okay, we'll talk about it later. We don't know what's going on yet!"

After smoking a few cigarettes and chatting for a while, Li Huaide left.

Lin Zhiyuan returned to his desk and continued his creation of Hong Sao.

Looking at the information I have collected, I feel a lot of emotions. I can only say that when times of crisis come, there are people with capital letters everywhere!

Just before getting off work, Xu Fugui came hurriedly.

The two sat down on the sofa and couldn't wait to complain.

"Master Lin, the more I think about what happened last night, the more aggrieved I feel. I was clearly reminding everyone, but now I'm the villain. Don't you think this is unreasonable? Otherwise, can you give me some advice?"

Lin Zhiyuan passed out a cigarette and said with a smile: "Old ginger is afraid of boiling water. If you add it a few times, it will lose its flavor."

As he spoke, he lit a cigarette, took a puff, and slowly blew out a few smoke rings.

"If someone wants to suffer a loss, you should be a good person and help them! Suffering a loss is a blessing, so let him have great fortune."

Xu Fugui is not stupid, but his thinking is limited. After Lin Zhiyuan's enlightenment, he reacted immediately, his eyes flashed, and he revealed a sneer.

"As for boiling ginger, just watch me. As for blessing, I'm better at it."

After a few words, it was time to get off work.

The two walked side by side, out the door, chatting and waiting for the others.

Ten minutes later, almost everyone was there, except Qin Huaiwu.

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but frowned, "Second Uncle, where is my Xiaowu?"

Liu Haizhong was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the crowd. He was stunned and then slapped his forehead.

"Well, look at what's happened. He asked me to tell you that he has something to do tonight and won't be home for dinner."

"What can happen to him?"

Lin Zhiyuan muttered and gestured, "Then let's go!"

The entrance of the courtyard.

Xu Damao's face was full of anxiety. He paced back and forth. When he saw Xu Fugui from afar, he ran towards him.

"Dad, all the windows in our house were broken by the deaf old lady."

"what?"

Xu Fugui stared with his eyes wide open. Before he could even take any action, trouble came knocking on his door.

After a long while, he said angrily, "Okay, okay, you want to play, right?"

He turned around, waved and shouted, "Lao Yi, no, he is an uncle, hurry up."

More than ten meters later, Yi Zhonghai was immersed in Jia Dongxu's flattery when he was interrupted. He frowned slightly, and without thinking much, he immediately quickened his pace.

He came to Xu Fugui and said unhappily, "Old Xu, what are you shouting about?"

Xu Fugui curved his lips and said, "You are a selfless and selfless uncle in our hospital. My glass was broken, shouldn't I ask you for justice?"

"what?"

Yi Zhonghai was stunned. "Who would be so idle as to smash your glass?"

Xu Fugui stopped Xu Damao from speaking and sighed, "Come on, do we need to hold a meeting on this?"

Yi Zhonghai threw away his cigarette butt and nodded vigorously, "Open it, you must open it."

Xu Fugui raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I feel relieved when you say that."

After saying that, he glanced at Xu Damao and said, "Da Mao, run an errand and notify the people in the hospital to hold a meeting immediately."

This saved him the trouble, so Yi Zhonghai had no objection and walked back leisurely.

Easy home.

The deaf old lady and the middle-aged lady were sitting in the inner room chatting and laughing.

In the living room, Yi Xiaobao was lying on the table doing his homework.

Arriving at the door, Yi Zhonghai waved his hand and said, "Mingxin, move the table!"

As he said this, he lifted the door curtain and walked in.

Hearing the noise, an old lady came out and asked, "Lao Yi, why did you ask Ming Xin to move the table?"

Yi Zhonghai said nonchalantly: "Someone broke the glass in Xu Fugui's house and found me. Shouldn't we have a meeting?"

As soon as he walked out of the inner room, the deaf old lady poked him with her cane, "Zhong Hai, I broke the glass."

Yi Zhonghai was startled, then frowned, "Old lady, why are you smashing other people's glass for no reason?"

The deaf old lady sneered and uttered two words, "Establish your authority."

Yi Zhonghai picked up the can and was making tea. Hearing this, he was speechless.

"What kind of authority are you trying to show off? Aren't you just causing trouble for me?"

The deaf old lady sighed, "Why don't you understand? If you don't support me, how can I help you out if something like last night happens to you again?"

Yi Zhonghai slowly stopped what he was doing and began to think quietly.

After a long while, he suddenly realized, "I understand. You want everyone to be afraid to mess with you, right?"

The deaf old lady nodded slowly, but she had other thoughts in her mind.

Zhong Hai, don’t blame me, an old woman, for plotting against you. I had no choice!

If I were useless, it would be fine now that the two families would just eat together.

What should I do if I have a headache or a fever and you don’t take care of me?

Yi Zhonghai seemed to be thinking about something, and then asked, "Then please tell me, how should the conference be held?"

A hint of pride flashed across the deaf old lady's lips, "Drive normally, I just look down on this villain, he should pay the money if he deserves it."

As he spoke, he took out a brand new second edition RMB from his pocket, pulled out a five-yuan note, and slapped it on the table.

"You can earn a reputation by coming forward. As for me, I am old and I am bound to be a little jealous. What do you think?"

Yi Zhonghai laughed, "That makes sense!"