Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

Hou Mingjun is the on-duty leader of the night shift, and Pu Lao is the on-duty leader of the morning shift.

At six o'clock in the morning, Hou Mingjun can go home after handing over his work to Mr. Pu.

Unless he was particularly tired, Hou Mingjun would usually wait for Chen Changan to arrive at the factory around seven o'clock and chat with him briefly before going home.

Even though they lived in the same compound and worked in the same factory.

But Chen Changan was on a normal shift, he worked the night shift. During the day when Chen Changan was on an activity, he would sleep at home. And when he was at work, Chen Changan would sleep.

If this goes on for a long time without seeing each other, the relationship will probably become distant.

Hou Mingjun thought a lot. As Chen Changan's direct descendant, he had followed Chen Changan since the honeycomb coal factory and it was impossible for him to separate from Chen Changan.

I just come home an hour later every day, but I'm used to it anyway.

Unfortunately, there are only a few qualified workers in the entire pharmaceutical factory, and it is impossible to select anyone to be promoted to deputy factory director and replace him to work the night shift.

Standing at the factory gate, I saw Chen Changan coming on a motorcycle from afar.

After Chen Changan parked his motorcycle, Hou Mingjun chased him to his office and asked, "Director Chen, why did you come so early today?"

After all, it would be better not to let the workers in the factory see what he did in front of Chen Changan. Otherwise, the image he had worked so hard to build among the workers would collapse.

Moreover, a few words between two people sometimes will affect many decisions in the pharmaceutical factory, and they must not be allowed to be overheard by others.

Chen Changan also found it funny to see Hou Mingjun acting like a lackey in front of him.

Although Hou Mingjun looked like a lackey in front of him, in the eyes of the workers in the pharmaceutical factory, Hou Mingjun was ruthless and impartial. Many workers heard that Deputy Director Hou was coming.

No one dared to slack off. Even if they were pretending, they had to pretend to be working seriously.

The workers all knew that if Hou Mingjun saw them not working seriously or violating the factory rules, they would at least be scolded.

Workers of this era did not understand what it meant to play the good cop and the bad cop.

But they just felt that Chen Changan was amiable and a good leader, while Hou Mingjun was a powder keg that could ignite at any time.

If they saw how Hou Mingjun acted in front of Chen Changan, it would definitely overturn their three views. However, the greater possibility was that the label of Hou Mingjun as a living devil would be replaced by that of a lackey.

Chen Changan knew in his heart that Hou Mingjun had no backer and he was his only backer. Hou Mingjun was using this method to express his loyalty.

Ignoring Hou Mingjun's antics, he directly asked, "Did you know that a man introduced a girl to Liu Guangtian in the yard yesterday?"

After hearing what Chen Changan said, Hou Mingjun said, "I got up late yesterday and didn't see what happened, but I heard about it later.

I didn't expect that an old man would introduce a girl to Liu Guangtian? Isn't it obvious that the weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken, and he has no good intentions? "

Chen Changan said, "Uncle has been acting a bit aggressively recently, probably because Shazhu lost his job.

Ever since Sha Zhu lost his job, he had conflicts with Liu Guangtian and Xu Damao.

Liu Guangtian, the big boss, has already started to take action, and Xu Damao may have already taken action in a place we can't see.

You should be careful in the yard and don't get into conflict with Shazhu recently. First see what the old man means before making any decision.

After all, Sha Zhu is the second person chosen by the uncle to take care of his old age, and he may also be the last one. He probably wants to drive out those who often oppose Sha Zhu from the courtyard."

Hou Mingjun understood what Chen Changan meant immediately after hearing his words.

"Don't worry, I know what to do. Liu Guangtian, Cai Yinghong and the others, no matter what, that's our front yard's business, it's not his turn to intervene.

I am not familiar with Xu Damao, and I don't care about the relationship between him and Sha Zhuyiye. But I personally arranged Liu Guangtian.

If you want to deal with Liu Guangtian, can you do it without even telling me?

"A man is just a worker after all, he takes himself too seriously, doesn't he?"

After Chen Changan saw that Hou Mingjun probably knew what was going on, he didn't care anymore. He said directly, "You can handle it yourself, don't make a big deal out of it.

Okay, your eyes are red, go back to sleep."

Hearing Chen Changan's words of concern, Hou Mingjun smiled, turned around, and went home to sleep.

Just as Hou Mingjun left the factory, a short man with shifty eyes walked into the Chinese medicine hospital.

After entering the hospital, he looked around first, and then turned his gaze to the crowd who were preparing to line up for a massage.

Then he pulled a patient next to him who was about to see an old Chinese doctor for pulse diagnosis and asked, "Comrade, may I ask, which doctor is so good that so many people line up to see him?"

Looking at this shifty-looking man, his clothes were dirty and covered with morning dew. He must have walked a long way to get here. He said casually, "You are not a local, are you? It's normal that you don't know this."

This is not that doctor. This is the special department of this Chinese medicine hospital, called the Rehabilitation Department.

People queuing up are all going to the rehabilitation department for massage. After the massage, their whole body will feel comfortable.

The price is not expensive, so there are a lot of people lining up. If it were a little later, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get a seat this morning."

Seeing the other person enjoying it, the man nodded, let go of him, and quickly walked to the end of the line and stood in line.

Within a few minutes after he lined up, the hospital staff immediately shouted, "Okay, okay, those who haven't lined up yet don't need to line up anymore.

We can only accommodate so many people this morning. It will be useless to queue up for more. Those who want a massage can queue up in the afternoon. "

After hearing what the staff said, the people who had just arrived at the hospital and were about to queue up looked helpless.

I just want to relax with a massage, why is it so difficult? Do I have to get up early in the morning and queue up at the hospital? This station takes most of the day, it's better not to have a massage.

After most of the morning, it was finally the man's turn.

Just now, I took off my dirty coat and shoes and lay down on the massage bed as requested by the other party.

A person nearby immediately became unhappy and looked at him with contempt, but said to the person who was massaging him, "Can't anyone be allowed in for massage in your hospital?

It's okay if the clothes are a little dirty, after all, the bed sheets are washed by your hospital. But can you ask the people who come for massage to wash their feet thoroughly before coming?

This foot odor is not just his problem. Doesn't he know that his feet are smelly?

You come here for a massage to enjoy yourself, but you are arranged to have such a smelly person next to you, is this enjoyment?"