Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

In the cafeteria's office area, Wu Zhiqiang's voice was loud and echoing.

He stood in front of his seat, gesturing with his hands, his face filled with excitement, and looked across at Liang Hongying with his sharp eyes.

"Sister Liang, you went too late. You didn't see the scene when the cakes were just out of the oven. When the fragrance spread, it was amazing!"

He waved his hands as he spoke, his eyes flashing with exaggeration and teasing, "Guess what I saw?"

Liang Hongying curled her lips slightly, obviously she was already used to Wu Zhiqiang's temper. He just loved to talk nonsense.

But she still cooperated and asked, "Oh, what did you see?"

When Wu Zhiqiang heard this, he was immediately satisfied, as if he had achieved some sense of accomplishment.

"I saw Zhou Dazui from the purchasing department, his saliva was almost flowing down his chin. It made me laugh to death!"

As he spoke, he covered his stomach with his hands, as if a funny scene was replaying before his eyes and he couldn't help laughing.

The purchasing department he mentioned is directly under the logistics department, and Zhou Dazui is a colleague named Zhou. They usually don't get along well.

After seeing Zhou Dazui’s embarrassing appearance this time, Wu Zhiqiang didn’t mind helping him promote his products.

Liang Hongying knew everything about the little grudge between the two of them, and she just shook her head helplessly at Wu Zhiqiang's gloating.

"You! You should be more careful! It's just a small matter. Why are you fighting with each other?"

He smiled, scratched his head, and said nonchalantly: "Sister Liang, I just want to have fun, I know my limits."

He changed the subject and began to praise again, "But having said that, the director's cooking skills today are really impressive, we are in for a treat!

I just don’t know if the kitchen will continue to make it in the future, otherwise we won’t be able to enjoy such delicious food.”

Liang Hongying was sitting in her seat. When she saw He Yuzhu coming in, a smile appeared on her face.

She nodded at Wu Zhiqiang: "The director is here, why don't you just ask him?"

Wu Zhiqiang turned around quickly when he heard this, and saw He Yuzhu walking into the room. He quickly went forward to greet him with a warm face.

"Director, you're back! You really opened our eyes today! Your cooking skills are amazing."

As he said this, he gave a thumbs up and praised He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu felt comfortable with the compliment. He smiled slightly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw it to Wu Zhiqiang.

"Haha, it's just so-so! We're a bit rushed today, so let's just make do with what we have!"

Wu Zhiqiang quickly caught the cigarette box, and when he saw that they were good cigarettes, his eyes suddenly lit up and his smile became even brighter.

But listening to He Yuzhu's Versailles quotations, he was a little confused. For a moment, he didn't know whether this was modesty or just making do?

However, none of these affected him from continuing to praise others, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Director, you are a real person who never shows your true colors! I didn't expect that such delicious food is not your true level. You are really an expert among experts!"

He Yuzhu laughed out loud and patted Wu Zhiqiang on the shoulder: "Okay, I'll go back to the office first."

"Director, take care!" Wu Zhiqiang respectfully saw He Yuzhu off.

He Yuzhu passed by Liang Hongying's desk, nodded to her, and continued walking inside.

When Wu Zhiqiang saw He Yuzhu enter the office, he turned his gaze to Liang Hongying, and only then noticed Liang Hongying's indifferent attitude.

He couldn't help but feel suspicious and asked tentatively, "Sister Liang, have you known this a long time ago?"

Liang Hongying did not answer directly, but gently unscrewed the pen cap, made a few random strokes on the manuscript paper, and nodded lightly.

Wu Zhiqiang knew Liang Hongying's background very well, but he didn't expect that she had already found out everything. It seemed that his attempt to please her was correct.

Considering what happened this morning, it seems like someone is trying to take the initiative.

He lit a cigarette, walked back to his seat and sat down, starting to wonder if he could benefit from it.

As night fell, in an ordinary courtyard house in the old city, a light came from a side room and noisy voices could be heard outside the house.

A dim light bulb hung on the beam, and its light illuminated the cabin brightly.

The eight-immortal table in the room was filled with delicious wine and food, and the food residues on the table revealed the atmosphere of a feast.

There were three people sitting around the table. One of them was a woman with a gentle face. She held a wine jug and poured wine for the other two with light movements.

There was a hint of cunning in her eyes, and she quietly guided the people in the main seat to drink one cup after another.

The person sitting in the main seat was Yi Zhonghai, who was already drunk and flushed with wine, and was obviously immersed in the long-lost joy.

Yi Zhonghai drank the wine in the glass and turned his gaze to the woman beside him, Widow Xu, with a dazed look in his eyes.

He had been devastated since his divorce, not only because of the financial loss, but more importantly, there was a risk of his biggest secret being leaked.

It's not that he didn't think of taking action, but before he could make up his mind, Wang Yayan had already left Sijiu City.

During this period, Yi Zhonghai met Widow Xu by chance, helped her out, and they gradually got in touch.

Unexpectedly, during this period of dealing with him, he actually got over the previous blow, and after drinking this wine today, he felt even more refreshed.

When Widow Xu saw his eyes looking at her, she narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze clear, and hurriedly refilled Yi Zhonghai's glass of wine.

She picked up the wine glass in front of her and toasted him: "Master Yi, I toast you another glass!"

As he raised his glass, his words were filled with gratitude, "These days, you not only helped Xiaolang transfer to another school, but also gave me a job in the kitchen.

I really don’t know how to repay this kindness.”

Yi Zhonghai felt a warm feeling in his heart as he listened to her gentle words. He looked at Widow Xu, who looked even more graceful under the light.

His throat rolled unconsciously, and he picked up the wine glass and clinked it with hers lightly: "Xiao Xu, this is a piece of cake for me.

You two just need to live a good life, we just want to help others."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, then burped with satisfaction.

Widow Xu drank the wine and a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She guessed that Yi Zhonghai had drunk enough, so she gave a subtle wink to the other party, asking him to continue drinking.

"Master Yi, you are truly a man of high character! You are worthy of being the head of your hospital! I'll toast you again on behalf of my sister!"

These words really touched Yi Zhonghai's sore spot. He liked to act like a big shot and interfere in the family affairs of his neighbors.

This makes him appear superior to others, and he feels an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

After receiving the compliments, Yi Zhonghai felt even more elated and finished another glass without realizing it.

After drinking the last glass of wine, Yi Zhonghai could no longer hold on and his eyes slowly closed.

His body involuntarily leaned forward and finally fell on the table, snoring softly.

Widow Xu's eyes lit up, she quickly put down her wine glass, walked lightly to Yi Zhonghai's side, and called out in a low voice: "Master Yi! Master Yi!"

After calling out to him many times but seeing no response from Yi Zhonghai, she patted Yi Zhonghai's cheek with relief and confirmed that he was drunk and unconscious.

Widow Xu turned her head and looked across, and said softly, "Come over and help, get him to the bed."

Upon hearing this, the person opposite immediately stood up. Together, they helped Yi Zhonghai up and slowly walked towards the bed.

"Okay! It's finally done!"