Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Street Office.

After Director Zhang closed the door, he said in a deep voice, "Zhao Xiyan, what do you mean? Houses cannot be bought and sold. This is the rule. Don't you know?"

"I know."

Zhao Xiyan chuckled, "It's because your Street Office has no money to repair the house..."

"No matter how bad the house is, it is the property of the Street Office." Director Zhang glared.

"Auntie, I know this house belongs to your Street Office." Zhao Xiyan said with a grin.

If it is the house of the Street Office, it will be easy to deal with.

As long as Director Zhang writes, the house will be his.

"How do you know that the house belongs to the street office?" Director Zhang said unhappily, "If it belongs to any other unit, then your money will be wasted..."

"Hey, auntie, I know how good you are to me."

Zhao Xiyan smiled, "If this house belongs to a certain unit, you would have reminded me a long time ago."

"You are so smart."

Director Zhang sighed slightly, "But the street office really doesn't have the money to repair the house. It's better for you to repair it. At least it will look better when the higher-ups come to inspect."

"Thank you, auntie."

Zhao Xiyan was overjoyed.

It's done.

"What are you thanking me for? Five hundred yuan for two rooms, give it to me quickly." Director Zhan said with a straight face.

"Five hundred?"

Qin Huairu jumped up in shock.

"Here."

Zhao Xiyan took out a big unity from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Hmm."

Qin Huairu and Director Zhang looked at him strangely.

Where did this kid get so much money?

Especially Qin Huairu, she has been keeping an eye on the back door recently.

Bei Qing didn't show up at all, where did Xiao Zhao get all this money?

The two were about to speak, but they saw Zhao Xiyan took out a contract and handed it to Director Zhang.

Director Zhang read it carefully and couldn't help but said happily, "Good boy, you have become a writer?"

"Writer? Didn't you say you sell songs?" Qin Huairu frowned slightly.

"Yes, didn't you say you sell songs? Where is the song contract? Let me see it." Director Zhang said anxiously.

"I didn't sell the songs, I gave them to them." Zhao Xiyan sighed.

"No, the higher-ups didn't give you copyright fees?" Director Zhang frowned, "Which unit took your songs away? Tell me, I'll go and seek justice for you..."

"Aunt, what does your uncle do?" Zhao Xiyan said in surprise.

"Don't worry about it, just tell me who took it." Director Zhang said unhappily, "It's okay to bully others, but if you bully me, I will skin him alive..."

"Minister of Culture." Zhao Xiyan whispered.

"Wan Youlin?"

Director Zhang sneered, "Old Wan, you dare to bully others, I will go find him tonight..."

Fuck.

Zhao Xiyan looked at her in surprise.

Director Zhang must be a big shot to find the Minister of Culture so easily.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Director Zhang laughed and scolded, "I said I would get justice for you, so I will definitely get justice for you."

"That's not the case."

Zhao Xiyan said helplessly, "Minister Wan wanted me to work in the Ministry of Culture, but I couldn't bear to leave my aunt, so I refused... If I didn't refuse, others would have to give an explanation, right? I gave him the copyright of the song, but he donated the copyright fee to the soldiers on the front line."

Bang!

Director Zhang knocked him on the head and scolded, "Good boy, are you playing with me?"

"How dare I."

Zhao Xiyan licked his face and said, "I haven't finished my words yet."

"Get out, I'm annoyed just looking at you."

Director Zhang pretended to be unhappy and said, "Hurry up and sign and get out, your yard is full of troubles..."

"Auntie, it was not Xiao Zhao's idea to repair the toilet." Qin Huairu reminded in a low voice.

"You are too naive."

Director Zhang said with a smile, "This kid probably reminded them to repair the toilet on purpose, just to take advantage of the two houses next door. Otherwise, with his personality, if he built a toilet next to his house, wouldn't he fight?"

Zhao Xiyan is a cunning kid.

He handed over the money for Yi Zhonghai and others to repair the toilet as soon as he opened his mouth, and said something like "I am guilty, I am a bad person"... It makes people's teeth ache.

Qin Huairu blushed when she heard this.

She looked at Zhao Xiyan with a rather angry look. This guy actually didn't tell her, causing her to worry about this matter all day.

"Hey, aunt, you can't destroy my glorious image. This couple still has to live together." Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"You are the only one who still has a glorious image?"

Director Zhang put away the documents and scolded with a smile, "Get out of here quickly, don't be here with me and Choupin, I have to go home to cook."

"Okay, thank you Director Zhang for your kindness... Director, you have to tell Bei Qing to let him go tomorrowCome here." Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"Got it, get out."

Director Zhang waved his hand to drive him away, but he was amazed in his heart.

This kid is really talented, he can get 20 yuan for a thousand words.

Siheyuan.

As soon as Zhao Xiyan entered the door, he saw everyone in the yard standing there.

"Yo, everyone is waiting for the feast?"

"Eat your uncle."

Sha Zhu said angrily, "Zhao Xiyan, you are really not a thing..."

"You are not a thing yet."

Zhao Xiyan sneered, "What did I tell you yesterday? I said that toilets are not allowed to be built here... What did you say? Now that the incident has happened, you blame me. Are you still human?"

"You are a countryman, and you took the responsibility. Can the director blame you?" Liu Haizhong said in a deep voice, "You are so good, you donated the money... Is that your money?"

"What's wrong with countrymen? The country people are eating your rice?"

Zhao Xiyan glared and said, "Liu Haizhong, you were born in the city? You have been working for so many years and you are still a seventh-level blacksmith. If I were you, I would have been killed by a car accident."

Liu Haizhong was so angry that he trembled all over.

"Then what are you so proud of?" Yan Bugui said sinisterly.

"I didn't say anything about you, so don't talk too much."

Zhao Xiyan said disdainfully, "For a salary of more than 30 yuan a month, don't give birth to so many children. The old saying goes, 'If you don't teach your sons, it's like raising a donkey'... Look at your three sons, what else can you give them except giving them a bite to eat?"

"If I were your father, I would have slapped you a long time ago..."

"You..."

Yan Bugui almost vomited blood out of anger.

"Xiao Zhao, everyone doesn't mean that..."

Yi Zhonghai hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "It is not allowed to build toilets in the yard. Didn't we just know that? ”

“Who said that toilets are not allowed in the yard? Did you say that?”

Zhao Xiyan took out a cigarette and a match was placed to his lips.

Hmm.

He turned his head and saw Liu Guangfu’s smiling face.

“Brother Zhao…”

“Liu Guangfu, what are you doing?”

Liu Guangqi scolded, “This beast has hurt us so badly, and you are still flattering him?”

“If I don’t flatter him, should I flatter you?”

Liu Guangfu pouted and said, “I make matchboxes with my mother at home every day, and I don’t even have a job… Dad bought you a job, but he didn’t buy one for me.”

“Wow.”

The whole yard was stunned.

Why did Liu Guangfu suddenly become tough?