Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

In the early morning, the sky was covered with a thick layer of gray clouds, and the cold wind pierced through the clothes like needles and pierced the bone marrow.

He Yuzhu looked up at the low-hanging sky, thinking to himself that the first snow seemed to be approaching quietly.

He wrapped his coat tightly, got on his bike and headed for work.

After arriving at the unit, He Yuzhu greeted Uncle Zeng. Today, he did not go straight to the cafeteria as usual, but turned and walked in another direction.

On the day of the beginning of winter, I had a simple reunion with Cai Quanwu, after all, this relative was a bit awkward.

If the older generation had not passed away, Cai Quanwu would not have visited the He family. This matter is still not decent after all.

This is a preliminary acquaintance between the two parties, and they can visit each other during the New Year and other holidays in the future.

He Yuzhu saw that Cai Quanwu was making trouble, and although this was related to his meeting his destined person, he didn't know whether he should help him.

When he implicitly offered to help him, Cai showed no gratitude and still firmly refused.

He Yuzhu could only put this idea aside and help him again when he had the chance in the future.

The next day, Tang Mingping delivered the developed photos to the door.

He Yuzhu also sorted out the other materials. Today was the day for him to submit the evidence and he went straight to the prosecutor's office.

The prosecutor's office, with its unremarkable name, is responsible for monitoring discipline throughout the department.

Its status is equivalent to that of the Personnel Department in the Ministry, and its authority is stronger.

He Yuzhu had already figured out the route and had prepared all the information, so he just had to submit it directly.

It's just a matter for a small purchasing agent, so there's no need to use a sledgehammer to crack a nut. There's no need for him to mobilize other resources.

As for the involvement of personnel from other units, the procuratorate is not a pushover.

Dealing with some cadres who are not above the department level is a piece of cake.

Passing through the busy office building, He Yuzhu arrived at the single-family building where the prosecutor's office was located.

The building is made of red bricks and has eye-catching slogans painted on the walls, making it look particularly solemn.

At the side door, people were walking in a hurry, and their occasional glances were mixed with curiosity.

After all, the work they do is offensive, so few people come here on their own initiative.

Colleagues in the prosecutor's office all enter through the side door, and when they have tasks they also go through the side door, and rarely go through the main door.

He Yuzhu ignored the gazes directed at him and walked steadily into the small building.

After entering the small building, he looked around and, following Grandpa Zeng's instructions, turned right and walked towards the office on the side.

Seeing the wooden sign on the door frame, He Yuzhu nodded slightly and walked in.

It is not yet the official working hours, and there are not many people sitting in the office area, so it seems a bit empty.

A male clerk sitting near the door heard the noise, turned around and looked over, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

When he saw that He Yuzhu was a stranger, he frowned and thought to himself, I haven't heard that there is a new person in the office?

Soon, he collected his thoughts, stood up and went to meet him, his voice cautious: "Comrade, may I ask who you are..."

He Yuzhu looked at him with a smile and stretched out his hand: "Hello comrade, I am He Yuzhu, from the company cafeteria."

The clerk subconsciously held He Yuzhu's hand, but a ripple appeared in his heart.

He seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

He thought about it for a moment and suddenly realized, isn't this the canteen director who has become famous recently?

"It's Director He! Nice to meet you! The recent changes in the cafeteria are really impressive." The clerk's attitude immediately became enthusiastic.

He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows, not expecting his name to be heard here, and responded politely.

"No, no! Serving everyone is what I should do."

The clerk let go of his hand, led He Yuzhu to his desk, took out a cup and poured water: "Drink some water to warm it up first."

He Yuzhu took the teacup and thanked him quickly.

The clerk looked at He Yuzhu with a puzzled look on his face, "Director He, what brings you here today?"

He Yuzhu put down the teacup, opened his backpack, took out the prepared documents inside, and handed them to the clerk solemnly.

"I have not been in the company for long, but I have discovered some problems. This time I came here just to report these situations."

"Oh?" The clerk took the file bag and frowned, thinking that He Yuzhu was referring to some issues related to canteen procurement.

He slowly untied the string at the mouth of the bag and reached in to take out the document to check it.

When he saw the detailed records and the photos taken, his brows gradually twisted into a knot and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

I didn’t expect that behind the seemingly inconspicuous buyer, there was such a large material reselling network.

By the time he saw the complex network of relationships involving multiple units at the end of the document, he realized that the matter was beyond his scope of handling.

The clerk's face suddenly became solemn. He quickly stuffed the information and photos back into the file bag and looked at He Yuzhu solemnly.

"Director He, please wait a moment. I will report this to our director."

He Yuzhu had expected this and nodded gently: "Okay, then you go ahead and get busy."

The clerk took the file bag and walked hurriedly into the inner room, his footsteps sounding particularly hurried.

As time went by, the office area gradually became lively, and people's curious or puzzled eyes fell on He Yuzhu from time to time.

He Yuzhu sat leisurely on the stool, holding a teacup in his hand and taking a sip occasionally.

Hearing the familiar footsteps approaching, He Yuzhu put down his teacup, turned his head and saw that it was indeed the clerk coming.

At this time, there was a look of joy on his face, and he nodded to him from a distance.

He Yuzhu stood up, knowing that everything was fine, and prepared to say hello before returning to the cafeteria.

The clerk came closer with a smile on his face and excitement in his eyes. This time He Yuzhu's contribution was not small.

"Director He, I may have to trouble you again. Our director wants to see you."

He Yuzhu was a little surprised. He didn't know why their director wanted to see him. The information he provided was already very detailed.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go!"

Seeing that he agreed so readily, the clerk relaxed his expression, stepped aside to make way, and led the way enthusiastically.

The two walked one after the other towards the director's office.

Soon, the two arrived at the office door. The clerk walked forward and tapped on the door.

"Knock knock knock~" There was a crisp knock on the door.

"Come in!" A steady and powerful voice came through the wooden door, carrying a hint of majesty.

The clerk stepped sideways, made room, raised his right hand slightly as a gesture of invitation, smiled, and turned to leave.

He Yuzhu nodded to thank the clerk and pushed the door open.

As he entered the office, his eyes involuntarily swept across the office.

Compared with the slightly crowded office in the cafeteria, this place seems more spacious and bright.

However, the office's furnishings are simple, without any ostentatious decorations.

Finally, He Yuzhu's gaze fixed on the middle-aged man who was buried in a pile of documents behind the desk.

He was wearing a slightly old-fashioned suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and his brows revealed a kind of awe-inspiring temperament.

He Yuzhu didn't hesitate and walked towards the desk with firm steps, his footsteps echoing in the office.