Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Street Office.

After Director Zhang closed the door, he said in a deep voice, "Zhao Xiyan, what do you mean? Houses cannot be bought and sold. This is the rule. Don't you know that?"

"I know."

Zhao Xiyan chuckled and said, "It seems that your street office doesn't have the money to repair the house..."

"No matter how rotten the house is, it is still the property of the neighborhood office." Director Zhang said with a glare.

"Aunt, I knew this house belonged to your street office." Zhao Xiyan said with a grin.

If it is a house owned by the street office, it will be easy to deal with.

As long as Director Zhang writes, the house will be his.

"How do you know that the house belongs to the street office?" Director Zhang said unhappily, "If it belongs to any other unit, then your money will be wasted..."

"Hey, Auntie, I know how good you are to me."

Zhao Xiyan smiled and said, "If this house belonged to a certain unit, you would have reminded me a long time ago."

"You are so smart."

Director Zhang sighed slightly, "But the subdistrict office really doesn't have the money to repair the house. It's better for you to repair it. At least it will look better when they come to inspect it."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Zhao Xiyan was overjoyed.

It's done.

"What are you thanking me for? Five hundred dollars for two rooms, just give it to me quickly." Director Zhan said with a straight face.

"five hundred?"

Qin Huairu jumped up in shock.

"Here."

Zhao Xiyan took out a handful of big unity from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Well."

Qin Huairu and Director Zhang both looked at him with strange expressions.

Where did this guy get so much money?

Especially Qin Huairu, she has been keeping an eye on the back door recently.

Bei Qing didn't show up at all, where did Xiao Zhao get all the money?

The two were about to speak when they saw Zhao Xiyan take out a contract and hand it to Director Zhang.

Director Zhang read it carefully and couldn't help but exclaimed in delight, "Good boy, you have become a writer?"

"Writer? Doesn't he say he sells songs?" Qin Huairu frowned slightly.

"Yes, you said you were selling songs. Where's the song contract? Let me see it." Director Zhang said anxiously.

"I didn't sell the songs, I gave them away." Zhao Xiyan sighed.

"No, they didn't give you copyright fees?" Director Zhang frowned, "Which unit took your song away? Tell me and I'll seek justice for you..."

"Aunt, what does my uncle do?" Zhao Xiyan asked in surprise.

"Don't worry about it. Just tell me who took it." Director Zhang said unhappily, "It's fine if you bully others, but now you bully me. I'll skin him like a tiger..."

"Minister of Culture." Zhao Xiyan said in a low voice.

"Wan Youlin?"

Director Zhang sneered, "How dare Old Wan bully others? I will go find him tonight..."

Damn it.

Zhao Xiyan looked at her in surprise.

Director Zhang must be of some importance since he could find the Minister of Culture so easily.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Director Zhang laughed and scolded, "I said I would seek justice for you, and I will definitely help you seek justice."

"That's not the case."

Zhao Xiyan said helplessly, "Minister Wan wanted me to work in the Ministry of Culture, but I couldn't bear to leave my aunt, so I refused... Even if I refused, I still had to give an explanation, so I gave him the copyright of the song, but he donated the copyright fee to the soldiers on the front line."

Bang!

Director Zhang knocked him on the head and shouted angrily, "You are playing tricks on me, kid?"

"How dare I."

Zhao Xiyan licked his face and said, "I haven't finished what I was saying yet."

"Go away, go away. I'm annoyed just looking at you."

Director Zhang pretended to be unhappy and said, "Hurry up and sign the letter and get out of here. Your yard is full of troubles..."

"Aunt, it was not Xiao Zhao's idea to repair the toilet." Qin Huairu reminded in a low voice.

"You are just too naive."

Director Zhang said, "This guy must have deliberately reminded them to repair the toilet in order to take over the two houses next door. Otherwise, with his personality, if a toilet was built next to his house, wouldn't there be a fight?"

Zhao Xiyan is a very cunning boy.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he handed over the money that Yi Zhonghai and others had spent on repairing the toilet, and said something like "I am guilty, I am a bad guy"... It makes people's teeth ache just by listening to it.

Qin Huairu blushed when she heard this.

She looked at Zhao Xiyan with quite annoyance. This guy actually didn't tell her, causing her to worry about this matter all day long.

"Hey, aunt, you can't destroy my glorious image. This couple still has to live together." Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"You are the only one who still has a glorious image?"

Director Zhang put away the documents and scolded with a smile, "Get out of here quickly, don't be so rude to me. I have to go home and cook."

"Okay, thank you Director Zhang for your kindness... Director, you also have to tell Bei Qing to come over tomorrow." Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"I know, get out of here."

Director Zhang waved his hand to send the people away, but he was amazed in his heart.

This guy is really talented. He can get 20 yuan for every thousand words.

Siheyuan.

As soon as Zhao Xiyan entered the door, he saw everyone in the yard standing there.

"Hey, everyone is waiting for the feast?"

"Eat your uncle."

Sha Zhu said angrily, "Zhao Xiyan, you are really nothing..."

"You're not a thing yet."

Zhao Xiyan sneered, "What did I tell you yesterday? I said you are not allowed to build toilets here... What did you say? Now that something has happened, you are blaming me. Are you still human?"

"You are a country bumpkin, and you took the responsibility. Can the director blame you?" Liu Haizhong said in a deep voice, "But you donated the money... Is that your money?"

"What's wrong with the country people? Are the country people eating your rice?"

Zhao Xiyan glared and said, "Liu Haizhong, you were born in the Forty-Nine City? After all these years, you are still a seventh-level blacksmith. If I were you, I would have been killed by accident."

Liu Haizhong was so angry that he was shaking all over.

"Then what's so great about you?" Yan Bugui said sinisterly.

"I didn't say anything to you, so don't say anything."

Zhao Xiyan said disdainfully, "With a salary of more than 30 yuan a month, don't fucking have so many children. There's an old saying that goes 'If you don't teach your sons, it's like raising a donkey'... Look at your three sons. Apart from giving them food to eat, what else can you give them?"

"If I were your father, I would have slapped you a long time ago..."

"you……"

Yan Bugui was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Xiao Zhao, that's not what we meant..."

Yi Zhonghai hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "It is not allowed to build toilets in the yard. Didn't we just know that?"

"Who said you can't build a toilet in the yard? Did you say that?"

Zhao Xiyan took out a cigarette and put a match to his lips.

Well.

He turned his head and saw Liu Guangfu's smiling face.

"Brother Zhao..."

"Liu Guangfu, what are you doing?"

Liu Guangqi angrily shouted, "This beast has hurt us so badly, and you are still flattering him?"

"If I don't flatter him, should I flatter you?"

Liu Guangfu curled his lips and said, "I make matchboxes with my mom every day at home. I don't even have a job... Dad bought you a job, but he didn't buy one for me."

"Ouch."

The whole yard was in shock.

Why did Liu Guangfu suddenly become so tough?