Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

That's right, he had to go and see if the money he had received from others during this period had been discovered by the aunt. If the money was taken away by the aunt, he would be finished. What about the 700 yuan he gave to Director Li? Even if he didn't eat or drink, there was only yuan here. Would Li Huaide really help him then?

Yi Zhonghai quickly ran into his room, turned over his pillow, and took out 1500 yuan from the pillowcase. He was relieved when he saw his money. Fortunately, the aunt didn't know his money was here, otherwise he would be really finished.

Yi Zhonghai then closed the door, took out all the money and counted out 1,000 yuan. After all, these were all for Li Huaide to help him settle his affairs. Of course, he also knew that Li Huaide would definitely make a fortune from it, but shouldn't he leave him 500 yuan? Besides, he was able to hold on to a big thigh this time, so he could make money, and it wouldn't affect him that much. But how did Yi Zhonghai know that Li Huaide made a thousand yuan from him with tears in his eyes?

After counting out the money, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but sigh as he looked at everything in the room. Was he really going to be alone in the future? What was the meaning of life in the future? Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to wash up with a depressed mood. After all, he still had to go to work in the afternoon, otherwise it would be bad if Director Li misunderstood him.

Yi Zhonghai cleaned up his room and the deaf old lady's room at home in the morning, and then locked the deaf old lady's room. After locking the door, he realized that he didn't seem to have the key. Well, he would go back and smash the lock and get a new one, but Yi Zhonghai didn't know that the house already belonged to Su Xingchen. What he did was trespassing.

Yi Zhonghai had no appetite for lunch, so he made some noodles, took the money and went to work.

Su Xingchen slept until almost eleven o'clock and then woke up leisurely. He was not in a hurry to find Yan Bugui. Just kidding, gossiping is not as important as eating. He got up and locked the door first, then prepared a bowl of large-cut noodles and two baskets of steamed buns in the space and sat at the dining table to eat. It was so comfortable to have a mouthful of hot food in this winter. After eating all these, Su Xingchen still felt a little unsatisfied, so he prepared a bowl of tomato and egg soup from the system and drank it, and then he felt much better.

After finishing the meal, Su Xingchen burped and walked towards Yan Bugui's house. Yan Bugui had just finished his meal, and he still couldn't stop the children from eating fish, so Yan Bugui had to ask the third aunt to kill the fish for the children.

"Knock knock knock. Is Third Uncle home?" Su Xingchen walked to the door of Yan Bugui's house and knocked hard.

"Home, home. I'm coming. Why are you knocking on the door so hard?" Yan Bugui said as he walked out. Although he complained about Su Xingchen's strong knocking force on the door, he was still very happy in his heart. He had waited for a whole morning and finally Su Xingchen came.

"Oh, did the Third Master have a good lunch?" Su Xingchen saw the half fish left on the table when he came in, but no one had touched the fish. Su Xingchen thought they were full, but in fact Yan Bugui didn't let them eat it, saying that it would be more flavorful if heated up in the evening.

"Oh, no way. Have you eaten? If not, I'll get you a pair of chopsticks so we can eat." Yan Bugui was just being polite.

Of course Su Xingchen knew that he was just being polite, "I've had it, Uncle San."

"Okay, let's sit over there and talk." Yan Bugui said as he led Su Xingchen to the seat next to him. The children here couldn't hear them, so it was perfect for gossip.

Su Xingchen didn't hesitate at this point and started chatting about gossip with Yan Bugui.

Yi Zhonghai on this side also rushed to the steel rolling mill workshop. He first went to the workshop director to cancel his leave. "Director, I'm here to cancel my leave. I felt a little unwell this morning, so I asked Liu Haizhong to help me apply for leave." Yi Zhonghai came to the workshop director and said.

The workshop director was already somewhat dissatisfied with Yi Zhonghai's recent leave, and today Yi Zhonghai asked someone to ask for leave again, "Yi Zhonghai, what's wrong with you? Why do you ask for leave all the time? You didn't oversleep in the morning and asked for leave, so you can come in the afternoon when you want? It seems that you have the final say in this factory. Don't take advantage of the fact that you are an eighth-level worker and do whatever you want. I don't think other eighth-level workers in the factory are like you." The workshop director was naturally dissatisfied with Yi Zhonghai's behavior.

After hearing what the workshop director said, Yi Zhonghai's smiling face immediately darkened. Why is the workshop director like this now? He was very polite to him before. Could it be that he knew that he was going to be the deputy director and wanted to show his power to him? Yi Zhonghai was really overthinking this, because Li Huaide had not had time to give suggestions to the factory. This was purely because the workshop director was unhappy with Yi Zhonghai. Who made him say something that made others unhappy?

"Director, I did feel unwell this morning and asked Liu Haizhong to ask for leave for me. I'm much better now and wanted to come to work. Is there any problem? I don't understand what you are talking about, but I know that I did nothing wrong." Yi Zhonghai said to the workshop director.

"Hmph, I tell you, Yi Zhonghai, I don't care whether you feel uncomfortable in the morning or not. Just because you keep asking for leave during this period, even if you are absent from work this morning, it won't work no matter who says it." The workshop director became even more excited when he saw Yi Zhonghai like this, and he even talked back to me. Fine, then I'll let you know the consequences of talking back.

"Why? I clearly asked for leave, why do you count me as absent from work?" Yi Zhonghai said this and threw the dirty gloves on the table directly at the workshop director.

How could the workshop director bear such anger? He was indeed not as skilled as Yi Zhonghai, and was only a fifth-level forger, but I was the workshop director. Did Yi Zhonghai want to shit on my neck? He rushed over and was about to hit Yi Zhonghai, and at this time, their movements had attracted the nearby workers, who quickly pulled the two people who were about to fight apart.

"Director, calm down. Stop hitting me. It's not necessary!"

"Master Yi, stop fighting. This is the director. Calm down!"

"He is nothing. With his skills, he is still a director? I think he is no better than shit, nothing!" Yi Zhonghai struggled hard to break free and cursed at the workshop director.

What the workshop director hates most in his life is people saying that his skills are not good enough. This really hits his pain point, "You are Yi Zhonghai! What's wrong with my skills? Why can't a level 5 worker be a director!"