Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Chapter 210

"Minister Zhao, I'm just saying that. After all, there are too many people reporting the situation. If you mind... let's forget about it." Director Zhang shook his head.

"How can we forget about it?" Yan Bugui said unhappily, "Director Zhang... Zhao Xiyan is so reckless. If something happens, the house will be taken back by the steel mill."

"Yes, yes, this is the property of our street office." Yi Zhonghai also hurriedly agreed.

"Then you are still the property of the steel mill."

Zhao Xiyan chuckled and said, "Yi Zhonghai, why don't you give your money and wife to the street office for safekeeping. In case you die... the street office can also find a good family for the aunt."

"Hey, Zhao Xiyan, you can't promise this." Xu Damao pretended to be unhappy.

"That's right, what if I leave tomorrow... look at my mouth." Zhao Xiyan sighed.

"Okay, okay, Zhao Xiyan, you are arrogant, right? Just wait, you will have your share of troubles, and your term as deputy minister will also end." Yi Zhonghai shouted angrily and walked away.

"Alright."

Director Zhang clapped his hands and said, "This is entirely voluntary. Since Minister Zhao disagrees, our street office will not force it... Captain Chen, let's go."

"Okay."

Captain Chen handed a cigarette to Zhao Xiyan and followed her.

Everyone also looked at Zhao Xiyan sideways. If they could not beat him, they would have killed him.

"Old Yan, do you want me to tell you a piece of news..." Zhao Xiyan chuckled.

"Do you have any news to tell me?" Yan Bugui pouted.

"You said, so many people in our yard hate you, if... I say if, someone sent a letter to report Yan Jiecheng, do you think he can only be an apprentice in this life?" Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"Zhao Xiyan, what do you know? An apprentice was reported by someone, and he still wants to be promoted?"

Liu Guangqi raised his eyebrows slightly when he was halfway through his words.

Xu Damao, Sha Zhu and others also looked at Yan Jiecheng with bad eyes. Old Yan was cunning and difficult to deal with, but he couldn't deal with Yan Bugui... Can't he deal with you, Yan Jiecheng?

"Zhao Xiyan, what the hell do you mean by that?"

Yan Bugui was shocked.

Yan Jiecheng was even more frightened and trembling all over.

If someone really reported him, it would be over.

No matter whether the report was right or not, for apprentices, the leaders all adhered to the principle of "better to kill the wrong person than to let him go."

"I don't mean anything, it's just that I don't understand." Zhao Xiyan said sincerely.

"Zhao Xiyan, you will not die well." The third aunt screamed.

"Speaking of which, there is one more thing..." Zhao Xiyan sighed, "Today I went to the Personnel Department to play, and I saw Yan Jiefang's name on the recruitment list for the steel mill. My hand shook... I actually crossed out his name. Sorry." "You..." Yan Bugui took two steps back in fear, fell to the ground, and then began to cry with his face covered. "Zhao Xiyan, I think you are almost there." Liu Haizhong gloated, "If you keep talking... Old Yan will hang himself at your door, what will you do?" "I'm just joking with the third uncle." Zhao Xiyan sighed, "Not to mention that Yan Jiefang didn't report the steel mill... I'm the Minister of the Propaganda Department, and I'm the deputy. Can the Director of the Personnel Department let me do whatever I want?" Puff! Everyone laughed at once. "Zhao Xiyan, fuck your uncle." Yan Bugui was broken. He remembered that he didn't register Yan Jiefang for the steel mill at all. "Tsk, Third Uncle, you are an elder and a scholar... How can you scold people?" Zhao Xiyan said dissatisfiedly, "Next time someone reports Yan Jiecheng, remember to add 'Yan Bugui has a violent personality and likes to scold students'... Ouch, you still want to hit people?"

Yan Bugui held the hoe and stared at Zhao Xiyan.

If it weren't for the fact that this beast was so powerful, I would have given up my identity as a "scholar" and died with him today.

"Okay, everyone, have fun, I'm going home."

Zhao Xiyan hugged Qin Huairu and walked towards the southwest corner.

"Third Uncle, hit him on the head."

"That's right, you gave birth to three sons in vain?"

"If it were me, I would have to kill him today."

...

Everyone started to make a fuss.

Yan Bugui threw away the hoe without saying a word and walked towards his house.

There is a long way to go, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Southwest corner.

"Xiao Zhao, have you finished your newspaper business?" Qin Huairu asked curiously.

She was not worried at all whether Zhao Xiyan could pay back the money, not to mention that Zhao Xiyan had connections outside... the royalties were enough to pay back the debt.

Although she felt sorry for him, Zhao Xiyan donated almost all of his royalties.

"It's almost done."

Zhao XiyanHe yawned and said tiredly, "50,000 newspapers tomorrow... If they can be sold out, it will be easier to carry out work in the future."

He was not a servile person who had to do this newspaper.

But Wang Dongchun, Li Li and An Xin had been with him for a long time and were quite respectful to him. The positions in the steel mill were very competitive.

If ordinary people did not have any adventures, it would be a waste of money to be a cadre. So since there was no position, they should live a better life.

"That's good."

Qin Huairu scolded, "We have been like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl these days... If this continues, I will not agree."

"Well, didn't you say you would sleep at Xiao'e's place today?" Zhao Xiyan pretended to be surprised.

"You dare."

Qin Huairu glared, "If you dare to leave tonight, I... I will fight you."

"Just kidding."

Zhao Xiyan pinched her pretty face, "I'm going to take a shower..."

"I'll get you clothes."

Qin Huairu immediately followed.

"No... didn't you say you were going to get clothes?" Zhao Xiyan said in surprise.

"I'll help rub your back first, and then get clothes later."

Qin Huairu blushed and pushed him into the bathroom and locked the door.

The next day.

Steel rolling mill.

Propaganda department.

Zhao Xiyan sat in the office, and it was quiet outside the door.

Xu Damao and others looked at the door of the Propaganda Department with a stern face. Not only Zhao Xiyan, they were also waiting for news.

Half an hour later.

The four great kings came back with a group of people.

"Director Li, how is it?"

Xu Damao immediately came over.

"I said, what does this have to do with you?" Wang Dongchun glared, "Do you still want to be the director? The factory is not very satisfied with this blackboard newspaper..."

"Hey, you are still interested in me, right?"

Xu Damao rolled up his sleeves.

Bang!

Wang Dongchun slapped him to the ground with a slap.

"You are the director, and I am also the director... What? I don't want to be the director anymore, and you don't want to be the director anymore?"

"You..."

Xu Damao covered his face, but he was a little happy in his heart.

This old guy is so irritable, it's probably that this thing has not been done.

Sizzle!

The door of the minister's office was opened.

"Director Xu... Can you do it? If not, then let someone else do it?"

Zhao Xiyan frowned and leaned against the door.