Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"Hey, I'm afraid you'll go and get him." Zhao Xiyan said embarrassedly, "Xu Damao and He Yuzhu had a fight at the factory gate, and Section Chief Wang said that the leader had to go and get him personally..."

"Go away, you're the only one with so many ideas."

Zhang Zhichen lowered his voice and said, "Tell me the truth, where did you get this bicycle coupon?"

"Minister Wang gave it to me."

Zhao Xiyan complained, "You said you gave me the coupon, but you didn't give me the money, what are you doing?"

Bang!

Zhang Zhichen gave him a slap on the face, and laughed and scolded, "Don't be ungrateful, you can't buy this ticket even if you have money..."

"You don't have a bike yet, or I can give it to you." Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"Who said I don't have one?"

Zhang Zhichen said with a smile, "In the past, our Propaganda Department was not valued, and I didn't get any good things from it... But after you came, our Propaganda Department has become popular."

"What benefits did the higher-ups give?" Zhao Xiyan asked curiously.

"Two directors, one bicycle ticket." Zhang Zhichen whispered, "This is the first time our factory purchases, and there will be another round tomorrow... Prepare the money, I'll get you one."

"Okay."

Zhao Xiyan rummaged through his pockets, took out a big unity, counted out 150, and handed it to the stunned Zhang Zhichen.

"No, where did you get so much money?"

"I can't say, but it's legitimate income." Zhao Xiyan smiled.

"You..."

Zhang Zhichen's eyes rolled, and then widened.

"Don't tell anyone about this."

Zhao Xiyan hurriedly said, "If someone knows about it, it will be fun."

"How much is a thousand words?" Zhang Zhichen whispered.

"Well, you also write articles to make money?" Zhao Xiyan was surprised.

"My wife doesn't have a job, I have three daughters and a son, and if I don't think of a way to make money, my family will be unable to make ends meet." Zhang Zhichen smiled bitterly.

"How much do you give me?" Zhao Xiyan asked curiously.

"Eight, how about you?" Zhang Zhichen whispered.

"Twelve." Zhao Xiyan said calmly.

"Only twelve? That shouldn't be the case."

Zhang Zhichen frowned and said, "This "Swordsman" is so well written, it should be fifteen, right?"

"Boss, I'm a newcomer." Zhao Xiyan said helplessly.

"Well, that's right."

Zhang Zhichen patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay, you're going to be famous... Fifteen per thousand words is a matter of minutes."

"Thank you for your advice." Zhao Xiyan smiled.

"Don't tell anyone about my affairs, and I won't tell anyone about your affairs either." Zhang Zhichen said seriously.

"I'm afraid of becoming famous, what are you afraid of?" Zhao Xiyan said in surprise.

"I'm also afraid of becoming famous."

Zhang Zhichen said helplessly, "If the factory leaders know about this, won't they have to ask me to write their manuscripts? I don't even have time to write my own manuscripts, how can I have the energy to help them?"

"That makes sense."

Zhao Xiyan stretched out his hand, "Let's high-five and swear. Whoever tells others will be a bastard..."

Snap!

"Okay."

Zhang Zhichen clapped his hands with him, "By the way, the money is given to me, and you have to give me the ticket too."

"No, doesn't the factory have a ticket?" Zhao Xiyan asked curiously.

"Get lost."

Zhang Zhichen said unhappily, "The Propaganda Department only has one ticket. If I give it to you, where can I get it..."

"Okay."

After Zhao Xiyan stuffed the ticket into his hand, he chatted for a few more words.

Then he went back to the radio station to continue fishing.

He waited for a long time, but Lou Xiaoe didn't come back.

After copying two thousand manuscripts, he fell asleep.

I don't know how long he slept.

When Zhao Xiyan woke up, the sun outside had gone out.

He was startled and looked up at the clock on the wall.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was five fifty-five.

He got up and packed his things, and waited until six o'clock.

He pressed the bell for leaving get off work.

This is why almost no one checks on the radio station.

The bells are all manual when going to work in the morning and leaving get off work in the evening.

After Zhao Xiyan checked the power supply and locked the door, he was about to go downstairs when he saw Xu Damao blocking the stairs.

"Hey, Brother Xu, are you heartbroken again?"

"I'm losing your grandmother's legs."

Xu Damao glared and said, "Zhao Xiyan, you are great... You became the director by flattering others."

Zhao Xiyan moved his head to the side and said respectfully, "Minister..."

Fuck.

Xu Damao was so scared that his legs went weak, but he didn't dare to look back.

Zhao Xiyan bypassed him and went straight to the stairwell.

Xu Damao felt something was wrong. There was no minister.

He rushed down, but as luck would have it, he tripped over something and suddenly rushed towards the figure in front of him.

"Chief Wang, be careful..."

"What?"As soon as Wang Hu turned around, he was knocked out by Xu Damao who suddenly pounced on him. He rolled on the ground twice before he stabilized his body.

"Section Chief Wang, are you okay?"

Zhao Xiyan hurriedly helped Wang Hu up and scolded, "Xu Damao, I have to say something to you... Section Chief Wang punished you because he was doing his duty. It's not good for you to retaliate like this."

Fuck.

Xu Damao was suddenly startled and immediately cursed, "Zhao Xiyan, fuck your grandma, if you hadn't called Section Chief Wang, would I have hit him?"

"Ah..."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiyan immediately looked at a loss, "Brother Xu, it's my fault, I'm sorry."

He bowed to Xu Damao.

This time, Xu Damao can't mess with him anymore.

"Stationmaster Zhao, why are you apologizing to this guy?"

Wang Hu reached out and grabbed Xu Damao by the back of his collar, "You just reminded me to be careful, I heard it clearly... It was this beast that hit me on purpose."

"No, Section Chief Wang, I really didn't mean to... I just tripped over something."

Xu Damao was about to cry.

"It wasn't your mother."

Wang Hu directly slapped him in the face and said angrily, "Don't even think about going home today, come with me to the security room..."

After that, he grabbed his collar and walked towards the factory gate.

"Zhao Xiyan, your uncle..."

"You dare to curse people, don't you?"

Wang Hu slapped him in the face again and said loudly, "Stationmaster Zhao, if this kid dares to mess with you, tell me and I'll beat him to death."

"Section Chief Wang, Brother Xu may not really mean it." Zhao Xiyan said hypocritically.

"Stationmaster Zhao, you are too kind-hearted. If this guy didn't do it on purpose, I would have dug out this pair of eyes today." Wang Hu sneered.

Kind-hearted?

Xu Damao was dumbfounded.

Wang Lao Hu, why don't you listen to what you are saying?

This guy almost beat three people to death in the yard.

"Hey."

Zhao Xiyan sighed.

"Look, look at your uncle."

Wang Hu gave Xu Damao a slap on the head and dragged him away.

Zhao Xiyan stood there until the two figures disappeared.

Then he walked to the stairs, picked up the remaining transparent tape, and waved his right hand, and the tape disappeared.