Siheyuan: After I moved in, the compound became a mess

Wang Dabao really didn't care about it. He had experienced too many such things in his previous life. It was just a matter of social etiquette!

Although Wang Dabao is only a deputy section chief, he works in the Security Department. In theory, he is at the same level as the workshop director in the factory. But unless someone's brain is completely rusty, no one would compare the two.

"If you ask me, Chief Wang of the Political and Legal Affairs Department has three reasons for his enthusiasm for you."

Feng Biao walked while thinking, until they arrived in front of the security department building, he looked up and said, "Wang Ke, do you want to listen?!"

"Please don't say that I'm good-looking." After hearing what Feng Biao said, Wang Dabao became interested. Then he thought about it and came up with two points. He wanted to hear what Feng Biao's three points were.

"Wang Ke, you're right. With your looks, you can really act in movies. Your appearance is much softer than those actors."

Feng Biao said seriously, "Everyone likes to interact with good-looking people. This is human nature. This is just one of the reasons."

"Well, I look gentle, right? Just take it as a compliment. It will give me a way out if I stop being a section chief." Wang Dabao continued, "Go on."

Feng Biao thought of the secret he had kept before, and when Wang Dabao asked him, he immediately replied, "The second reason is definitely because of the nature of our security department. Section Chief Hu was a man of few desires before, so it was very difficult to invite him to dinner. Now that you're here, everyone's eyes are on you."

Wang Dabao nodded and glanced at Feng Biao imperceptibly.

There are many meanings in Feng Biao's words, but they are also meant as a good reminder.

"The third one may be related to your deeds."

"My deeds?" Wang Dabao asked with a smile, "Are you talking about the last time we escorted the workpiece?"

"You may not know this, but you are now regarded as a great figure in the factory."

The two of them came to the door of the security team's duty room. Feng Biao took two steps forward and pushed the door open, letting Wang Dabao in first. He then said, "It's like Zhao Zilong reincarnated. I've heard three versions of this."

"Wow, three more versions. Would you mind Captain Feng explaining them to me again..."

Wang Dabao sat on the chair and looked at Feng Biao with amusement, as if the story he heard from Feng Biao was not about himself.

Feng Biao felt a little embarrassed. He found a clean cup, put some tea leaves in it, and then picked up the thermos to pour water. "Someone said it was a relative of one of your soldiers. They said you killed people in the enemy camp with a knife and took the head of the enemy leader back directly."

"So Zhao Zilong has to call me his little brother!"

Wang Dabao almost fainted after hearing this, and quickly waved his hands, "Come on, don't say any more, I can't bear to listen to you no matter what."

Feng Biao chuckled and said, "What follows is even more mysterious, but if you don't want to hear it, I won't tell you about it."

Feng Biao handed the teacup to the table in front of Wang Dabao, as if he had thought of something, "By the way, Wang Ke, you want this quota for a relative at home, right?"

"Yep."

Wang Dabao nodded, "I have an uncle who has just retired from the army and has nothing to do, so I want to find him a job."

That’s right, Wang Dabao thought of this matter when he returned to Wangjialou Village, but he did not say hello to his third uncle Wang Tiemin at that time. He thought it would not be too late to talk about it after the matter was done, and if it didn’t work out, he would have a way out.

Hearing that Wang Dabao was indeed looking for a job for his relative, Feng Biao smiled and said, "Before, you got rid of Zhao Zhongyi and his lackeys. Now the security team is short of manpower. Your relative is a veteran. I think you might as well come to the security team and be my deputy."

Wang Dabao stared at the edge for a while, which made Feng Biao confused.

"Aren't you afraid that my relative will gain a foothold in the security team, and then I will remove you and let him take your place?" Wang Dabao looked at Feng Biao calmly.

"You're talking about this?"

Feng Biao took a sip of tea from the teacup, put it on the table with a thud, and said proudly, "Wang Ke, you underestimate me, Feng Biao. If your relative has that ability, I will take the initiative to give up the position of captain."

"Don't think I sit in the duty room all day smoking, drinking tea, and chatting with my brothers. In fact, all the big and small things in the factory are in my head!"

Feng Biao smiled mysteriously, stretched out his hand and patted his big head. He smiled a little proudly, as if he was showing off to Wang Dabao.

As a result, he was silenced by Wang Dabao's words.

"But I only see you sitting in the duty room all day smoking, drinking tea, and chatting with your brothers!"

"This..." Feng Biao was choked by Wang Dabao's words and was a little unable to keep up with the conversation. "You'll have to look at this later. You just got here not long ago."

Wang Dabao nodded: "Oh, that's fine, then Lao Feng, you should show more in the future."

After staying in the security team's duty room for a while, Wang Dabao looked at his watch and saw that it was almost four o'clock, so he prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he quietly went to the second floor, peeked inside through the crack in Section Chief Hu's door, and saw that Section Chief Hu was still reading the documents. He then returned to the security team's duty room and told Feng Biao to find Section Chief Hu if he had anything to do, and that he would leave first.

When he returned to the courtyard, Wang Dabao was relieved not to see Yan Bugui as soon as he entered the door.

Comrade Yan still loves his work!

As a result, before he even passed the old Yan's wing, Yan Jiecheng rushed out of the house.

"Uncle Dabao, Uncle Dabao, wait a minute."

“Yes, it is solved.”

Wang Dabao stopped pushing his bicycle and looked at the other person in confusion, "Don't be anxious, catch your breath first, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Jiecheng shook his head like a psychopath: "Nothing, oh no, there is something wrong."

Before Wang Dabao could speak, Yan Jiecheng hurriedly said, "That's it, Uncle Dabao. What do you think of me being the third uncle?!"

"What the hell?!"

Yan Jiecheng's words confused Wang Dabao, "Isn't Third Uncle your father?"

"No, no, I just want to run for the compound mediator position as well." Yan Jiecheng waved his hand and explained.

Wang Dabao made a hissing sound, indicating that he understood. He then continued, "Jie Cheng, it may be difficult for you to run for the mediator position. Your father, Old Yan, is a mediator. If you succeed in the election, then you will have two uncles in your family. What do you think these people can do?"

Wang Dabao was really speechless. Why was it that when it came to promoting and appointing young cadres, all kinds of people wanted to get a piece of the pie?

Before it was Jia Dongxu, and now Yan Jiecheng has popped up. I wonder if some other character will appear in the evening.

"Jiecheng, does your father know about this?" Wang Dabao felt that Yan Bugui must not know about this, otherwise Yan Jiecheng would not have such an idea.

Not to mention that Wang Dabao was unhappy, he would definitely not be able to pass Liu Haizhong's test.

"My dad doesn't know yet. I wasn't at home last night. I just came back and heard my mom talking about it." Yan Jiecheng laughed and took out two deflated cigarettes from his trouser pocket. "Uncle Dabao, don't despise me. Smoke first."

There wasn’t even a cigarette box, which made Wang Dabao’s mouth twitch.

No wonder I felt a little uncomfortable when I saw him running towards me just now. It turns out he was afraid of breaking the cigarette.