Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

What Yan Bugui wanted to ask Cao Xing to do was naturally his work issue.

The school was closed and all the teachers went out to do manual labor.

There is endless work to do every day, but someone like Yan Bugui, with a physique, really can't do it.

I have been teaching and educating people for decades. I don't care about disciplining them. But at first I really can't stand doing this kind of physical work.

Yan Bugui is now very envious of Ran Qiuye.

Not only has Ran Qiuye been transferred to work in the Education Bureau, but I heard that her parents no longer have to work and have directly retired to enjoy their old age.

He knew that all this was thanks to Cao Xing. Not only had his salary been cut in half, but his health would not be able to bear it if it continued like this, so he thought of finding Cao Xing for help.

Cao Xing didn't know what he wanted, so he asked.

"Third uncle, since you are willing to spend money to do this, I think this matter is not small."

Yan Bugui didn't care about Cao Xing's ridicule, but just smiled bitterly.

"I sweep the streets every day now, eight times a day, and I can't stop no matter whether it's clean or not. My body can't take it anymore. Cao Xing, I know you are very capable, can you help me?"

Cao Xing thought it was something else, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of thing.

He knew that this was just the beginning for Yan Bugui and he would have to suffer for the next ten years.

"This is going to cost a lot of money, Uncle, are you willing to spend it?"

When Yan Bugui heard that there was a chance, he nodded quickly and said, "I'm willing to give it to you. You tell me how much money I want. As long as I don't have to do this kind of physical labor anymore, I'll give it to you."

Cao Xing thought for a moment and said, "It should be three hundred yuan."

"What? Three hundred?!"

Cao Xing smiled and said, "Don't be surprised. You know who dares to take money in this world. How can you succeed without showing some sincerity?"

Helping Yan Bugui is just a matter of a word from him, but if this person is too easy to get, people will not cherish him. Cao Xing is not a pushover.

Yan Bugui thought for a while, and finally nodded with difficulty.

"Okay! I'll pay for the three hundred. I'll go home and give it to you."

Seeing Yan Bugui really going back to get the money, Cao Xing couldn't help but be surprised.

This damn stingy Yan Bugui was actually willing to take out three hundred yuan and didn't even bargain. This made Cao Xing feel embarrassed.

Three hundred yuan is a lot for Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, but it is nothing. But for Yan Bugui, it is his entire fortune.

Cao Xing originally wanted to scare him off and make him retreat. After all, in the original drama, Yan Bugui managed to hold on for ten years.

I didn't expect that Yan Bugui would really give up all his assets to change his job.

If you think about it carefully, in the original drama, Yan Bugui had no connections to help him. Now that he has Cao Xing, a man with great connections, it is natural for him to change jobs if possible.

Cao Xing secretly sighed that people's life is not easy nowadays. It's like this in Beijing, let alone other places.

It didn't take long before Yan Bugui came over with money in his hand.

"Cao Xing, please count the money. I counted it three times and it's definitely accurate to the last penny."

Cao Xing took the money, which was in both small and large amounts, and was obviously money that had been collected.

Looking at Yan Bugui's extremely painful expression, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Uncle, don't feel bad. This money is not wasted. You will know later."

Yan Bugui nodded. He knew that what Cao Xing said was set in stone, but he still felt painful to lose the huge sum of 300 yuan just like that.

He had to spend every penny carefully, let alone three hundred, which was almost like costing him half his life.

"I trust you to do the job, so I will listen to you."

"No problem. Paying for work is a principle that has never changed. If you take money but don't do the work, are you still a human being?"

Yan Bugui nodded and walked towards his home silently.

Cao Xing looked at his back, weighed the money in his hand, and understood somewhat what Yan Bugui was thinking.

Yan Bugui probably realized that this kind of situation would not last long, so he wanted to change jobs at all costs.

It has to be said that Yan Bugui has a spirit of desperate efforts.

But Cao Xing knew that life would become increasingly difficult for teachers like them in the days ahead, and the money Yan Bugui had spent was well spent.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

There were not many people on the cold streets, only a few figures were sweeping the streets with brooms.

Among them was Yan Bugui.

The sun was shining brightly today, but a cold wind blew, and even though Yan Bugui wore two cotton jackets, he couldn't keep out the biting cold.

"Old Yan, when do you think our life will end?"

The people sweeping the streets with Yan Bugui were all his former colleagues. They were not much stronger than Yan Bugui, but they were also shivering from the cold, and the skin on their hands had cracked.

Yan Bugui lowered his head while working, and replied without raising his head: "Old Zhou, why do you care so much? Just get back to work, and you won't feel cold if you sweat."

Old Zhou snorted and said, "Humph, it's getting worse every year. This is not what we intellectuals should do, don't you think, Old Yan?"

Yan Bugui remained silent and ignored it. He didn't dare to say this now.

Seeing him like this, Old Zhou said with disdain: "What a coward! Do you know what freedom of speech is? Maybe if we protest, we won't have to endure this kind of life anymore."

After hearing this, Yan Bugui hurriedly looked away, fearing that he would be implicated by this guy.

Seeing him like this, Old Zhou was even more disdainful and did not hide the contempt in his eyes.

Yan Bugui knew that if Old Zhou had this idea, something bad would happen sooner or later, so it would be better for him to stay away from him to avoid getting himself into trouble.

He pretended not to see Lao Zhou's contemptuous look. After all, he was already used to the feeling of being looked down upon.

He was waving a broom while working, wondering how many days it would take Cao Xing to get the job done for him.

Just as I was thinking about it, a staff member from the Education Bureau came to my door.

"Comrade Yan Bugui, right?"

Yan Bugui was stunned. He didn't know this person.

"I am, you are..."

The staff member did not make things difficult for him and directly handed him a document.

"I'm from the Personnel Department of the Education Bureau. I came to the Street Office to do some work. By the way, I'm going to give you this document."

"The documents for me? Have I done something wrong?"

Yan Bugui was shocked. In those days they were all undergoing labor reform and were afraid of seeing any official documents.

Because these documents often contain suggestions on how to deal with them, etc., which is not a good thing anyway.

Old Zhou, who was not far away, burst into laughter when he saw this scene.

"Old Yan, the higher-ups are not going to transfer you to clean the toilets, are they?"

When Yan Bugui heard this, he became even more frightened and took the document tremblingly.

The staff member also heard what Lao Zhou said, frowned, and shook his head.

"Comrade Yan Bugui, don't be afraid. You are not going to clean the toilet. This is your new appointment. You will not have to do this kind of work anymore."

Aren't you going to the toilet?

Yan Bugui looked at the document and was immediately stunned by the words on it.

"This this……"

He saw that the content was somewhat incoherent.

Seeing this, the staff member of the Education Bureau also smiled and said, "You have been transferred to the Archives Office of the Education Bureau, and now you are the director of the Archives Office."