Siheyuan: Don't mess with me

As for the housing management department’s disagreement with the room change!

This thing doesn't exist!

We are all workers in the factory, and all we can exchange is the right to live, and we want to take care of the old workers!

Let's not talk about commendation! Bringing a big red flower is definitely qualified.

If the Housing Authority dares to disagree, they can sue to the Industrial Bureau and win.

"Master Xu! Although two bedrooms and one living room are good, they are a bit too small. I don't think about how I can give birth to ten or eight children after I get married? I'm afraid I won't be able to live together!"

Seeing Xu Erqiang's expression of disbelief, Zhou Cong gave him another answer.

"Master Xu, this is a good thing!"

"It's just that you haven't had enough of having to go out to the bathroom in the middle of the night!"

"If you get diarrhea or something like that, don't mention the taste!"

Melon eaters are everywhere!

No one thought that Zhou Cong would exchange the building for Xu Erqiang's bungalow, and everyone was talking about it.

What about the look in Zhou Cong’s eyes?

Of course, it is similar to the expression everyone usually has when they see Silly Zhu fawning over Qin Huairu.

"Exchange a building for a bungalow, and it's also a building for engineering cadres!"

When Zhou Cong and Xu Erqiang talked about this, they did not go behind anyone's back.

Liu Haizhong also heard it on the other side.

The thoughts that were quite oppressive just now suddenly became alive again.

If I could move to this building, I would always be able to see the factory leaders when I go in and out, and at the end of the day I would be familiar with them.

I can't figure out which words I usually say, but if they hit the point, the leader will have them in mind.

Then when he is the leader, isn’t he just holding the reins?

"Zhou Cong, I'll switch with you!"

The more I thought about it, the more beautiful it became in my bangs. A chrysanthemum bloomed on my old face that was gloomy just now, and it turned out to be a trot rushing towards me.

"Second uncle, you can't do this!"

Seeing Liu Haizhong coming closer, Zhou Cong shook his head like a rattle.

"Why can't I do it? I have three big tile-roofed houses, okay? The house is no worse than Lao Xu's!"

Liu Haizhong shouted.

Then, he even took another step forward and said, "Section Chief Zhou, if you change houses with me, I will hold you accountable for hitting me!"

"You're an old lamp. I won't replace the one you have with four compartments. I will replace your three compartments. Is there something wrong with me?"

Seeing Liu Haizhong using the fact that he beat him as a bargaining chip, Zhou Cong felt so annoyed!

That is, in the workshop!

If it were in another place, Zhou Cong would have killed him long ago.

The most you can do is apologize to him in person, bow or something.

Benefit without giving up, and gain a good reputation as someone who knows his mistakes and can correct them.

Both face and dignity!

"Girl, it's really hard to create a personal profile! You have to have a very strong psychological quality.

At the very least, you have to endure it and not slap others!

From this point of view, that old Juehu Yi Zhonghai is really a master!"

Although I kept scolding in my heart.

But the expression cannot follow the mood.

Zhou Congqiang spread his hands with a smile on his face, "Second uncle, this is not a matter of a few houses. Even if you have a hundred houses, I can't trade them with you!"

"What? My house is not a house?"

Liu Haizhong was unwilling and asked angrily.

"Of course your house is a house! It's just that all the leaders live in the building. You beat the children every day, causing ghosts to cry and howl, and affecting the leaders' rest!"

While Zhou Cong was explaining, he acted innocent and looked at the melon-eating workers around him.

"Hahaha!"

It is not a secret that Liu Haizhong beats his children every day, even many people in the factory know about it. There are even rumors that brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu are not his biological children.

Otherwise, why would he treat the eldest brother Liu Guangqi like a filial father, while treating the second and third children as if they were enemies?

The words he said made the surrounding workers burst into laughter.

"Besides, who doesn't have a guest yet? The guest of the factory leader is not the leader of the Industrial Bureau, but also another factory director.

Second uncle, you said that if you beat your child and people hear it, people will think that our factory raises pigs in the family building?

Doesn’t this affect the image of the factory?”

Then he struck again, and Zhou Cong gave Liu Haizhong a helpless expression.

"I can change. I will never spank my children again!"

One sentence made Liu Haizhong's face suffocate as much as a purple eggplant, and he kept yelling in his heart.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but he really didn't want to give up the cadre building and the possibility of promotion, so he suppressed his anger and asked.

"There's a saying! It's easy to change a country, but it's hard to change your temperament!"

"I'm sorry, Second Uncle, I really don't believe you!" A series of words only made Bangzhong so angry that he kept breathing out of his nostrils.

I really wanted to pick up the moving tool next to me and give Zhou Cong a brain-blowing blow.

But adults are adults.

It is because they can suppress anger with reason.

He could only look at Zhou Cong with hatred, then turned and returned to his work station.

"Please come in!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Deputy Director Li adjusted his sitting position where Ge You was lying.

The door is open!

Zhou Cong and Xu Erqiang walked in.

"Chief Zhou, is something wrong?"

Deputy Director Li asked with a straight face, sweeping away his enthusiasm for Zhou Cong in the morning.

"Director, I have something to report to you!"

Zhou Cong walked up to him nonchalantly, "Didn't the factory just give me a room? I want to change housing with Master Xu! I want you to give me instructions so that I can go to the Housing Management Department to handle this matter.

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"You want to change rooms with Master Xu!"

This sentence made Deputy Director Li adjust his sitting posture again and put his hands on the table.

"Yes, Master Xu is old, and his wife's health is not very good, and she has some gastrointestinal problems. Living in a building, it is convenient to go to the toilet and so on!"

Zhou Cong said.

Although Zhou Cong was talking about Xu Erqiang’s family difficulties.

But how could Deputy Director Li not hear that Zhou Cong was showing his loyalty to him?

After thinking about it, Factory Director Yang allocated the house to Zhou Cong through the factory affairs committee, and he turned around and gave it to ordinary workers.

It was such a slap in the face! Not to mention it hurt, but it still made a few snapping sounds.

And the most interesting thing is that this is so true.

For the sake of the livelihood of the old workers in the factory, leading cadres would rather trade their buildings with the old workers.

No one, including Factory Director Yang, dared to say a word of "no" about such behavior.

"Xiao Zhou, you are very good!"

Standing up, Deputy Director Li patted Zhou Cong heavily on the shoulder twice.

"I just did what I should do, and it's all thanks to the factory director for your usual guidance!"

Zhou Cong threw another flattery.

At the same time, I also secretly praised Deputy Director Li's unique skill of changing faces in Sichuan Opera.

Just now, he was pointing cold fingers at thousands of people, looking majestic towards himself, and being rude to others.

In the blink of an eye, he bowed his head and became a ruzi ox, acting like spring breeze turning into rain, moistening things silently.

No worse than myself!

Sure enough, there are many experts among the people!