Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Deputy Factory Director Jiang enthusiastically held Wang Weidong's hand and said: "Director Liu, it is our honor for you to come to the steel rolling mill. Don't leave today at noon. I asked the small canteen to prepare some home-cooked food, and asked Director Yang and the others to

One piece, let’s have a nice drink.”

"It's okay to eat and drink. As for Factory Manager Yang, don't alert them. My visit to the steel rolling mill this time is a bit private, so it's not convenient to alert so many people."

Upon hearing that it was a private matter, Deputy Director Jiang's interest became even higher.

In terms of rank, Wang Weidong is the factory director, one level higher than Deputy Factory Director Jiang. It is not an exaggeration to call him the leader of Deputy Factory Director Jiang.

If the leader can entrust personal matters to you, it shows that he trusts you.

"Okay, Factory Director Liu, if you have anything to do, just say it. As long as I can handle it, I will never refuse." Deputy Factory Director Jiang and Wang Weidong have only met once and have no close friendship. When expressing their stance, they obviously had some concerns.

Restrained.

Wang Weidong took out a piece of Huazi from his handbag and placed it on Deputy Director Jiang's table: "You accept it first, and we will talk later."

"Ah? This, this, this is so embarrassing. I'm doing things for you and I'm collecting things. Wouldn't that be a slap in my face!" Deputy Director Jiang was a little flattered. He picked up the cigarette and wanted to return it to Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong waved his hand and said: "One thing is another thing. I can't lose my friends. This is how I always do things. If you don't continue, then I will leave immediately."

Seeing Wang Weidong's insistence, Deputy Director Jiang could only put the cigarette in the drawer with anxiety.

Wang Weidong then continued: "I have a friend whose wife works in a textile workshop. You also know that the textile workshop is dirty and hot, which is very bad for the body. His wife has been married for several years and has not been able to get pregnant.

He suspected that it was because he worked in the textile workshop. I heard that there was a vacancy for the announcer at the steel rolling mill, and I thought of you, brother."

"Is there a vacancy for the announcer? Why didn't I know..." Deputy Director Jiang suddenly understood when he saw Wang Weidong's strange smile. He nodded hurriedly and said: "Oh, there is indeed a vacancy. Now

There is only one announcer, and Lao Liu from the logistics office came to me to report this matter a while ago. I have been busy these days and neglected it."

"Having a baby is a big deal. The higher authorities are now advocating that there is strength in numbers. As leaders, we should implement the policies of the higher authorities and solve problems for the masses. I have accepted the responsibility. By the way, what is the name of that girl?

name?"

This matter is not difficult for Deputy Factory Director Jiang, and the reasons given are reasonable and reasonable.

Wang Weidong told Deputy Director Jiang the specific information about Qin Jingru. Deputy Director Jiang wrote it down on a piece of paper and said: "You wait here for a while, I will help you with it now."

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Wang Weidong was busy at the steel rolling mill, and the beasts in the courtyard were also busy.

Yi Zhonghai came to Jia's house early in the morning carrying a bag of stick noodles. Qin Huairu was worried about running out of food, but was overjoyed to see the stick noodles.

"Oh, godfather, you'd better be nice to me."

"Needless to say, I still expect you to support me in my old age!"

Yi Zhonghai knew that Qin Huairu was a smart man, so he stopped hiding it. After handing the stick noodles to Qin Huairu, he stared into Qin Huairu's eyes.

"Huai Ru, this time Liu Hongchang is coming with a lot of force, and with the little thief Xu Damao behind him, my position as the first uncle may not be preserved."

When Qin Huairu heard this, she understood immediately, and the smile on her face faded a bit.

"Godfather, you have been the master of the courtyard for decades. Over the years, you have managed the courtyard in an orderly manner and won the title of civilized courtyard several times. The street office has praised you several times. If it weren't for Xu Damao in our courtyard,

If you are this bad guy, you will definitely become a role model.

At the end of each year, the residents can still get 2 kilograms of meat coupons. If any family has difficulties, you always take the initiative to help. Who in our compound is not convinced by you?

Although Liu Hongchang is the director of the factory and his position is a little higher than your eighth-level fitter, he has just arrived and is not considered a member of our courtyard at all. The residents have no feelings for him, so who would choose him to be the boss!"

Yi Zhonghai held the table and sat down slowly: "Please pour me some tea."

Qin Huairu took the enamel jar, picked up the thermos, and poured a cup of tea into the enamel jar.

"Would you like some more tea?"

"How can I drink without tea?"

"...Only Gao Broi is left in the family. As you know, Jia Zhang and Bang Gang have both moved into the fence. I am the only one left in the family. Life is so difficult."

"Okay, high breaking is fine too."

Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter and earns ninety-nine yuan a month. His life is better than that of ordinary people, and he doesn't drink high or low on weekdays.

He took the enamel jar from Qin Huairu and took a few sips to dispel the chill in his heart.

Yi Zhonghai then continued: "Huai Ru, you are still too young. There are many human ways that you cannot see. It is no better than before. In those days, the residents just came to the courtyard, and they were afraid of being kicked out. I am a big man.

No one dares not to listen.

After so many years, the residents have become old residents. They have long regarded the house as their own, and they don't take me as an old man seriously at all.

Besides, people are all short-sighted. They only see your shortcomings and will not see your advantages. You have done so many good things for them, but they will not remember it. As long as you do one bad thing,

They will remember it forever.

Over the years, in order to maintain the unity of our compound, I have offended many people, and these people will definitely take advantage of this election to cause trouble."

Qin Huairu snickered in her heart, now you know you are afraid, why didn't you expect such a day when you were showing off your power?

but.

Qin Huairu clearly knows that now she and Yi Zhonghai are actually tied together. With Yi Zhonghai as the great uncle, she can happily harvest wool in the courtyard. Liu Hongchang is an upright person. Once he becomes the great uncle,

, then Qin Huairu will never have a good life.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Godfather, if you have any questions, just tell me. If you can help, I will definitely help."

"The thing is like this, you also have many friends in the courtyard. You should contact your friends now and ask them to vote for me over the weekend."

After listening to Yi Zhonghai's wishful thinking, Qin Huairu pretended to hesitate and whispered: "Godfather, you have forgotten. You just said that people nowadays are short-sighted. If you don't give me some benefits, who will take the risk?"

I vote for you at the risk of offending Liu Hongchang. Liu Hongchang is the director of a large factory and is also a well-known figure in the capital."

This vampire may sound grand, but he is actually taking advantage of the opportunity!

Yi Zhonghai believed that he treated Qin Huairu well. Without his help, Qin Huairu would have been unable to survive.

He never expected that Qin Huairu would take the opportunity to make a request.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he could only face the reality and said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, tell them, as long as they vote for me, each family will receive twenty kilograms of stick noodles."

The value of twenty kilograms of stick noodles is only 20 cents. There are more than 200 people in the courtyard. Even if they give out 100 gifts, plus the money to buy food stamps, it is only 40 yuan. Yi Zhonghai has not even looked at this small amount of money.

In the eyes.

"Okay, don't worry! I'll do it now." Qin Huairu stood up, walked to Yi Zhonghai, and stretched out her hand.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the white palm with a confused expression: "What?"

"Money. People are serious these days. If you talk nonsense, who will believe it!" Qin Huairu said: "Is it possible that you want to buy the stick noodles yourself and send them to you?"

Yi Zhonghai nodded: "It's not convenient for me to come forward, so you should go."

He took out forty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Qin Huairu. After Qin Huairu put the money into his pocket, he stretched out his hand again.

"...What else do you want?"

"Money? I am a weak woman, and I have more than two thousand kilograms of stick noodles. You don't want me to carry it back alone, do you? I have to hire a flatbed truck." Qin Huairu said confidently.

"Okay..." Yi Zhonghai almost gritted his teeth and took out five dollars from his pocket and patted it into Qin Huairu's hand.

"I'll leave this matter to you. If you fail, don't blame your godfather for teaching you a lesson!"

Qin Huairu narrowed her eyes with joy: "Don't worry, godfather, it's not like you don't know my level as Qin Huairu. As long as I take action, I guarantee that everyone in the courtyard will vote for you obediently."

"It better be this way!"

Although Yi Zhonghai was almost beaten to death, his mood improved a lot.

With Qin Huairu's help, the position of the First Master should be stable.

After being a master for so many years, the name "Yi Zhonghai" has penetrated into Yi Zhonghai's bones, and he cannot lose this title.

Although Qin Huairu was greedy, he was very decisive in doing things. After sending Yi Zhonghai away, he began to prepare to implement Yi Zhonghai's plan.

Of course, hiring a flatbed truck is impossible. With that kind of money, you can buy several kilograms of stick noodles.

Qin Huairu twisted her butt and came to Shazhu's house.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were three knocks on the door, and Shazhu opened the door. Seeing Qin Huairu standing outside, Shazhu was so happy that he almost fainted.

Ever since he failed to save Bangge, Qin Huairu had noticed that his eyebrows were not eyebrows and his eyes were not eyes.

Seeing Sister Xiao Qin, who had been so considerate to him in the past, turn into an enemy, Silhu's heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife.

"Sister Xiao Qin, you, why are you here?"

"What's wrong? Can't I come?"

"Yes! That's what I asked for! Come in quickly and I'll pour you some tea."

"Just go in, I'm busy! There's something I want you to help me with."

"What's going on? Tell me, I'll definitely help."

Qin Huairu then explained everything about buying stick noodles. After hearing this, Shazhu immediately agreed with his chest high.

"This is a small matter. I have worked in the canteen for so many years and have long been familiar with the comrades at the grain station. It's just two thousand noodles, which cost twenty yuan, and two thousand kilograms of food stamps. If there are no food stamps, it will cost forty yuan."

Yuan, do you have...that much money?"

Silly Zhu swallowed and spat subconsciously. Although he was greedy for Qin Huairu's body, his pockets were empty, so he had to put his ugly words ahead.

"I know all of you men are unreliable!" Qin Huairu glanced at Si Zhu, angrily took out forty yuan from his pocket and waved it in front of Si Zhu's face.

"See? I have money!"

Seeing the money, Shazhu felt relieved: "Then wait for two minutes, I haven't eaten yet."

After saying that, Shazhu went into the house, ate a black steamed bun, drank an enamel jar of tea, and then burped.

"Let's go to the pigeon market first."

In the past, the Pigeon Market was only developed late at night or in the morning. In this era, the Pigeon Market has almost become an all-day market.

Considering the needs of the people, people on the streets turn a blind eye and only send people to patrol the streets when encountering major incidents.

It was a coincidence that when Qin Huairu and Shazhu went to Pigeon Market, the small policeman also got the order.

"Recently someone reported that some people were reselling cultural relics in the Pigeon Market in Xinzhimen. We contacted the security departments of several factories and gathered more than 200 security officers to conduct a patrol of the Pigeon Market in Xinzhimen. This time

The target is an antique vase.”

The so-called street patrol is actually very simple. It means arresting all the speculators and delinquents in the pigeon market and interrogating them one by one.

If you only buy items necessary for daily life, the items will be confiscated and criticized.

The real targets are those speculative ticket dealers and cultural relic dealers.

Most of the recent tasks of the small policeman were to mediate neighborhood disputes. He felt very honored to be able to lead a team to carry out such a task, and immediately patted his chest and promised to complete the task.

In this era of relaxed policies, people in the pigeon market no longer cover their faces. Roadside stalls no longer cover their faces. Food, meat and other commodities are placed on the roadside.

Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu walked around the pigeon market and found no stick noodles. Most of the food on the roadside was brought by commune members from surrounding suburbs. It was usually flour, soybeans, peanuts, etc. The price of stick noodles was cheap.

, the members ate it themselves and would not bring it out in exchange for money.

"There is no other way. It seems that I can only exchange some food stamps and buy stick noodles at the grain station." Qin Huairu shook her head a little annoyed. She originally planned to buy some cheap stick noodles at the pigeon market, which could save a lot of money.

Buying food stamps from ticket sellers is risky.

In order to avoid being caught by others, ticket dealers always use the method of separating money and notes when trading notes.

In other words, the money and the ticket are not in the possession of the same person. When you pay the money, the ticket seller tells the news to his companion, who then gives the ticket to the person who bought the ticket.

"I know a ticket office. People in the industry call him Fatty Yu. He has been doing this kind of business for more than ten years. He is very reliable." Silly Zhu took the initiative to give an idea.

Qin Huairu has been to the pigeon market, but she usually sells tickets and has never bought tickets.

Not knowing anyone he knew, he could only follow Shazhu to a corner.

At the corner, a fat man with big muscles and round waist was leaning against the wall, smoking and looking at everything around him with sharp eyes.

"Fatty Yu, big business is here." Silly Zhu shouted loudly as he was far away.

Fatty Yu frowned and subconsciously took two steps to the side.

"Hey, hey, don't leave, I've found a big business for you." Silly Zhu didn't know what was going on and immediately followed him.

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