Only children in Siheyuan make choices. I want them all.

"We're leaving too!" Sha Zhu, Yu Haitang and Yu Li said hello and went to work.

After leaving the courtyard, Nan Yi immediately went to the machine repair factory, found the canteen director, and told him that he was planning to get married and needed a letter of introduction and a half-month wedding leave.

When the canteen director heard this, he frowned, sighed and said, "Comrade Nan Yi! Our machine repair factory is short of staff. Can you take a few days off? How about seven days?" He knew that Nan Yi was not easy to deal with, but still hoped to minimize the impact on work.

However, Nan Yi didn't buy it. He widened his eyes and shouted, "What do you mean? It is my right to take half a month's wedding leave. Why are you deducting my wedding leave? Not even half a month less a day!" His voice echoed in the office, making people look sideways.

The canteen director looked at him helplessly, thinking: This Nan Yi is really a troublemaker, too difficult to deal with. But he didn't dare to offend Nan Yi, so he had to compromise and said: "Okay! I'll come to work as soon as my wedding leave is over."

Nan Yi agreed, but he sneered in his heart: Humph, I will be transferred to the steel mill in half a month, then you can wait for me to come back! He was full of pride.

Soon, Nan Yi successfully got the letter of introduction and returned to the courtyard in a happy mood. At this time, he happened to meet Yu Li who had just returned from home.

"Yu Li, have you got all your things?" Nan Yi asked with a smile.

"I've got them all! Have you got the letter of introduction? Have you applied for marriage leave?" Yu Li nodded and then asked in return.

"Everything is done. Why don't we just go and get the certificate instead of going home? After getting the certificate, we can have a meal at a restaurant outside to celebrate." Nan Yi suggested.

"No need for that! It's such a waste to eat out. Besides, your cooking skills are much better than those in the restaurants. Let's just go home and cook for ourselves." Yu Li said unhappily.

"Okay! I'll listen to you. Let's get the certificate today!" After saying that, Nan Yi and Yu Li held hands and walked towards the street office.

At this time in the courtyard, Zhang Jianjun and Lawrence had also finished a day's morning exercise. They were in the living room, discussing where to go for fun in the afternoon.

"Brother Jianjun, I want to go to Beidaihe. Not only can I escape the summer heat there, but I can also see the sea. How about we go to Beidaihe?" Qin Jingru acted coquettishly and cutely.

"Beidaihe is too far away from us. We will have to stay there if we go there. What if an important person comes to see me in the next few days and delays my work?" Zhang Jianjun politely declined.

"Then where do you want to go? I'm tired of going to other places nearby. I might as well stay at home." Qin Jingru spread her hands and said helplessly.

"Lawrence, do you have any good suggestions?" Zhang Jianjun looked at Lawrence with a smile.

"Master, we have been to many places these days and have played all the games we could. I don't even know where we have been!" Lawrence answered helplessly.

"Well, you guys take your time to think about it. I'll go to the kitchen to cook first. It's almost noon now." Zhang Jianjun was about to get up when he saw the big shot walk in with a middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket and glasses.

"Jianjun, where are you going? My old comrade is very interested in you, so I brought him over to see you. By the way, Old Chen, this is the Comrade Zhang Jianjun I told you about. What do you think of him?" The big shot patted Zhang Jianjun's shoulder kindly.

"Good! Good! You look very energetic, like the rising sun at eight or nine o'clock, full of energy!" Old Chen said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen! I wonder what you want to do for me?" Zhang Jianjun asked knowingly.

"I heard that you are very good at kung fu. Can you come to the army and be an instructor?" Mr. Chen immediately explained his purpose.

"Okay, okay! But..." Zhang Jianjun hesitated to speak.

"Just what? Stop fooling around with me, didn't we agree on this in the beginning?" The big shot scolded impatiently with a dark face.

"Oh, that's not what I meant. What I meant is that the martial arts I learned are too against the will of heaven. If the person who learns it has bad intentions, it will cause huge harm to the society in the future." Zhang Jianjun expressed his concerns in front of the big shot and Mr. Chen.

"What harm? Are you unwilling to teach me? Are you using this excuse to brush me off?" The big shot frowned and asked with dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Zhang Jianjun was too lazy to explain. He immediately took a kitchen knife from the kitchen and handed it respectfully to the big shot.

"What do you think of this kitchen knife? Is it sharp?" Zhang Jianjun asked with a smile.

The big shot didn't know what Zhang Jianjun was up to, but he still patiently touched the blade and said, "Not bad! Your kitchen knife is very sharp, but what does it have to do with you being an instructor?"

Zhang Jianjun immediately took off his shirt, revealing his muscular eight-pack abs, and said to the big shot with a smile: "It matters! You can chop me with a kitchen knife!"

The big shot thought he had heard wrongly, and said in disbelief: "Are you sure? I want to chop you with this kitchen knife?"

Zhang Jianjun patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, just chop wherever you want! It doesn't matter where you are."

Upon hearing this, the big shot immediately put the kitchen knife on the table and criticized seriously: "Jianjun, what do you mean by this? You are only nineteen years old this year, you can't make such a joke."

Zhang Jianjun was speechless. He had been standing there for a long time, and in the end the big shot thought he was fooling around.

"Lawrence, come here!" Zhang Jianjun turned and looked at Lawrence.

"Okay, Master!" Lawrence immediately picked up the kitchen knife on the table and chopped Zhang Jianjun's head and shoulders fiercely, leaving the big shot and Old Chen stunned.

"Stop! Stop! Call a doctor immediately." The big shot reacted and immediately shouted loudly.

"I'm fine! No need to call a doctor! If you don't believe me, just take a look." Zhang Jianjun took the kitchen knife from Lawrence and handed it to the big shot with a smile. He saw that the kitchen knife, which was originally intact, was now covered with dense cuts on the blade.

"I understand!" said Mr. Chen with sudden enlightenment.

"Old Chen, what do you understand? Why are you so surprised?" the big shot asked unhappily.

"Jianjun, are you trying to say that the skills you practice are too powerful, and you're afraid that some people will become a factor of social instability after learning them?" Old Chen asked with a smile.

"You're right! That's what I mean. If you learn my skills, not only will you be invulnerable to swords and guns, but you can also become extremely powerful. I'm just afraid that those people with bad intentions will learn it..." Zhang Jianjun stopped here, and the rest depended on them to figure it out on their own.

"Well! I will consider this matter. Jianjun, it's almost noon, you should go and cook. I haven't eaten your cooking for several days, and I'm a little greedy." The big shot nodded seriously.

"Okay, you sit down first. Wife, please pour tea for the two elders." After saying this, Zhang Jianjun ran into the kitchen.