Siheyuan: Since 51

"Team leader, Ma Nianzu from Ma's Grain Store has escaped."

Lin Zhiyuan had expected this, so he didn't find it strange. He asked casually, "When did this happen? Have we got all the soybeans yet?"

"arrive."

Liang Zepeng smacked his lips, "Ma Nianzu is really cruel. He cheated a lot of people before he left."

After lighting a cigarette, Lin Zhiyuan gestured, "What's going on? Tell me."

"Aren't we going to buy 50 tons of soybeans? If Ma Nianzu doesn't have any, we can find another grain store to borrow from.

As a result, after the soybeans were delivered to us, Ma Nianzu and his entire family disappeared without a trace overnight.

Moreover, I also heard that Ma Nianzu has borrowed a lot of foreign debts recently, tut tut tut..."

Lin Zhiyuan was startled and frowned as he asked, "Will it implicate our factory?"

"No. We purchase through Ma Ji and have no intersection with other grain stores."

Lin Zhiyuan was relieved and waved his hand.

"Then don't worry about it. It will rain if it does, and my mother will get married if she does. As long as it doesn't affect our factory, it's fine."

As he was talking, he remembered something and asked, "Where is Xu's Cloth Shop?"

"Xu Ji? They're pretty normal!"

Lin Zhiyuan didn't care after sending Liang Zepeng away.

This is just the beginning, and there will be more to come.

Perhaps the only thing that people talk about with great interest is that before Ma Nianzu left, he played a trick of borrowing something but not returning it.

I had already memorized "Cai Gen Tan" by heart, and now I could only digest it slowly.

It was changed to "Around the Fireside Night Chat" and Lin Zhiyuan was immersed in it.

Noon, canteen.

Zhou Liping was holding the lunch box, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Zhiyuan, the purchasing team is better. I'm bored to death in the warehouse every day."

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at Zhou Liping and scolded him with a smile.

"Don't give me that! You were promoted to a regular employee, got a raise, and joined the organization. Weren't you still showing off a few days ago?"

"Hahaha, don't I want to work with you?"

"roll roll roll!"

After the meal was ready, they sat down.

Zhou Liping said as he ate, "Zhiyuan, my old man arranged a blind date for me, guess what?"

"I won't guess."

"You are such a boring person."

Zhou Liping curled his lips, and then said proudly: "The girl is a college student, a cultured person, an intellectual."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his head, put down his chopsticks, and jokingly said, "Is she not interested in you?"

"That's impossible!" Zhou Liping raised his eyebrows. "He's good-looking and a cadre, so he's naturally in control."

"Stop being so cocky. How can that girl be worse than you after graduation? Tell me in detail."

Zhou Liping chuckled, "The granddaughter of the old man's friend. He went to visit her a few days ago and mentioned her casually. Then he arranged a blind date for her."

"And then, what are you doing now?"

Zhou Liping couldn't help but look embarrassed, "This... this is not confirmed yet."

"Not sure? What the hell are you talking about?"

Lin Zhiyuan was speechless for a while, "I thought you were going to get married soon, but it turns out you are just unrequited love?"

Zhou Liping was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll ask in the next two days."

Lin Zhiyuan was afraid of misleading Zhou Liping, so he quickly said, "Calm down, I just said it casually, just follow your own ideas and don't listen to my nonsense."

East wing.

Manyu Lam and Yu Shui Ho were playing cat's tangle with smiles on their faces, looking particularly happy.

Qin Huairu is sewing shoe soles. She has been free recently and has just started learning from Aunt Yan. She is sewing one stitch at a time, not very fast but very serious.

Lin Zhihao's shoulders drooped slightly, his head hung, and his eyes had lost their former luster, as if he was thinking about something.

As soon as Lin Zhiyuan entered the door, he saw this scene.

Before she could say anything, Qin Huairu quietly reached out and pointed at Lin Zhihao.

Lin Zhiyuan understood immediately and walked around the coffee table, "Zhihao, why didn't you go out to play?"

The school is on summer vacation, and if Lin Zhihao doesn't disappear every day, he's crazy.

It's rare to see such a quiet and somewhat lost scene.

Lin Zhihao raised his head and said listlessly: "Brother, I have a good friend who is leaving."

"Let's go, where to?"

"He didn't know either. He just said he wouldn't see me again."

"Who?"

"Xu Baoliang, do you still remember?"

"Him, I know."

It is not surprising that the Xu family left as this is the general trend.

However, Lin Zhihao has always been lively and cheerful. He could accept the departure of his second aunt calmly. Now he is so sad, which makes Lin Zhiyuan very confused.

"Zhihao, it's also a farewell, why are you unhappy only this time?"

"It was hard before, but I felt better thinking that we would meet again in the future. This time is different, we won't be able to meet again in the future!"

Lin Zhiyuan rubbed Lin Zhihao's head and comforted him, "Who says we won't meet? There will definitely be a chance in the future."

Lin Zhihao raised his head abruptly and stared at Lin Zhiyuan, "Brother, are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, who can predict the future? You shouldn't be sad now. Instead, you should think about whether you should prepare a gift for him and say goodbye properly."

Biting his thumb, Lin Zhihao thought hard for a long time, then raised his head, "Brother, what do you think I should give you as a gift?"

"Then you have to think about it slowly."

Seeing that Lin Zhihao's mood had recovered, Lin Zhiyuan immediately stood up and said, "I'll go cook."

After thinking it over and over again, Lin Zhihao had no clue, so he got up and ran back to his room.

Open the desk drawer and you will see his treasures inside.

Picture books, bullet shells, wooden guns...a huge mess.

After picking and choosing, Lin Zhihao felt that none of them were suitable.

"It's so annoying. These were all given to me by my uncles and aunts. Is it wrong for me to give them to others?"

Leaning back in his chair in a daze, Lin Zhihao saw a pen holder and was immediately delighted.

The pen holder is oval in shape, blue-gray in color, with some natural bumps on the edges, giving it a very textured feel.

The interior is smooth, and the three words "Lin Zhihao" at the bottom explain its ownership.

"That's it!"

Muttering, Lin Zhihao picked up the pen holder and poured it onto the table.

Pencils, erasers, knives and other items were scattered on the table.

He ran to Lin Zhiyuan again and asked, "Brother, can I use this pen holder?"

Lin Zhiyuan glanced sideways, took a look, and said with a smile: "Sure!"

At the side, Lin Manyu glanced at it, frowned and asked, "Zhihao, the pen holder was made by big brother specifically for us, are you willing to give it up?"

"I'm willing to give it up. Big brother can make it anyway. I'll ask him to make another one for me later."

Lin Zhihao raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Brother, you will definitely do it for me, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone rolled their eyes.

The next day, in the morning.

Lin Zhiyuan's office.

After the greetings, Qiao Zhuqing spread out a map the size of a newspaper.

"Comrade Lin, come and take a look. Our leaders have approved that this area can be given to your steel mill, with a total of 1,500 rooms."

Lin Zhiyuan walked forward with a smile on his face and looked down carefully.

The map simply outlines a small area, with streets, alleys, and courtyards clearly marked.

Among them, three colors of lines circle many squares.