Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

In order to make atonement for her crime, Qin Huairu did not delay her work and carried a cloth bag filled with stick noodles and delivered the noodles from door to door.

"Aunt Zhang, I am Huairu. This is a gift from my uncle to your family."

The aunt Zhang family took the bag and looked at the stick noodles inside. She was a little confused and raised her head to look at Qin Huairu.

"Bangzi noodles? Huairu, why did you give me stick noodles? This is the first time in so many years."

Qin Huairu turned around to see if there was no one else behind her, waved to Aunt Zhang, and whispered after Aunt Zhang came over.

"Master Yi is the kindest person at heart. I just got the bonuses from the past two months, so I thought of giving some benefits to everyone.",

The aunt of the Zhang family looked at Qin Huairu suspiciously and said with a straight face: "Huairu, we have been neighbors for decades. We all know each other's situation clearly. Can the uncle give me stick noodles?"

?If you don’t make it clear today, I won’t dare accept this stick noodle.”

With that said, she stuffed the dough bag into Qin Huairu's hand.

Qin Huairu pushed her away quickly: "Auntie, just accept it. This is really my heartfelt wish."

The eldest aunt of the Zhang family grabbed Qin Huairu's hand and said, "I really can't accept it. You also know that our family is all honest people. If you eat something of unknown origin, you won't feel at ease."

"Oh my, aunt, do you really want me to speak so clearly?" Qin Huairu secretly resented that this old woman was so stupid that she couldn't even see the bright side, and she had lived so old in vain.

However, seeing that the Zhang family's aunt refused to accept her, Qin Huairu could only wave to the Zhang family's aunt again, squeeze her eyes, and said: "Auntie, isn't there an election for the grand master in our compound this weekend?

Comrade Yi Zhonghai has been a master for so many years and has rich experience. He has also been working for the welfare of our compound over the years. He is eager to help solve any family trouble. And that Liu Hongchang is an outsider, and we don’t know him well.

I think it is more appropriate for Comrade Yi Zhonghai to serve as the first uncle."

"Ouch...you wanted me to elect a master, so you deliberately gave me Bangzi Noodles." After Auntie Zhang realized it, she curled her lips and said, "Hey, why didn't you tell me earlier? You hurt me.

It’s no use worrying. Who you choose is not a choice, Huai Ru, don’t worry, by the weekend, I will definitely choose Yi Zhonghai.”

When Aunt Zhang happily entered the house carrying a cloth bag, Qin Huairu stood at the door feeling angry and funny.

Since when did the moral standards of the courtyard residents drop to this low level?

They dared to accept this kind of thing that clearly violated the regulations openly.

After a moment, Qin Huairu smiled bitterly and shook her head. Why did she think so much? As long as they accepted the stick noodles and promised to elect Yi Zhonghai as the boss at the weekend, she would have completed the task. If all the residents were masters who did not eat food and salt.

, she will be in big trouble now.

In the subsequent process, Qin Huairu abandoned the nonsense in the past and directly told the residents that if they elected Yi Zhonghai as the first master, they would get stick noodles. More than two thousand kilograms of stick noodles were quickly distributed.

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However, not everyone accepted the stick noodles. There were also seven or eight families in the compound who said that electing a chief minister was a sacred matter and could not be done in any evil way.

After persuading for a long time with no results, Qin Huairu could only tell Yi Zhonghai about the matter.

"You mean, most of the residents in the compound have accepted Bangzi Noodles, and these are the only ones left?"

After hearing what Qin Huairu said, Yi Zhonghai was overjoyed.

Qin Huairu nodded: "I've almost lost my temper with these families. They just won't accept it. There's really no other way."

Yi Zhonghai stood up and said: "Just seven or eight companies will not affect the overall situation at all. As long as I get rid of Lao Liu and Lao Yan, we will be sure to win this election!"

"You're sure of winning, you're sure of winning!" Qin Huairu cheered!

Yi Zhonghai said: "As long as I can continue to be the master, I will find a way to get rid of Lao Liu or Lao Yan first, and then let you be the master in charge."

"Really!" Qin Huairu was ecstatic. If she became the steward, it would be more convenient for her to borrow things in the courtyard in the future.

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand: "Okay, we'll talk about these things later. Write down the names of those seven or eight families. Since they don't know what to do, don't blame me for being rude in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes, they dare not give you face, they are tired of living!"

Qin Huairu picked up the pen from the table and wrote the names of the uncooperative residents on a piece of paper.

Yi Zhonghai took it, carefully folded it, sandwiched it among the pages, and turned to look at Qin Huairu.

"Now is a critical period. Please work harder these two days and help me blow some air in the courtyard."

"Don't worry, I promise to complete the task!" Qin Huairu responded positively.

After Qin Huairu left the Yi family, Yi Zhonghai took out a bottle of Maotai liquor from the cabinet, put it in his cotton-padded jacket, and went to Liu Haizhong's house.

Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai have always been at odds with each other. A while ago, they even had a heated argument with Yi Zhonghai's goddaughter Qin Huairu. When he saw Yi Zhonghai coming, he didn't even bother to give up his seat. He picked up a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp: "Old man

Yi, rare guest, what kind of wind brings you here today?"

Yi Zhonghai was not angry because of Liu Haizhong's indifference. He took out the bottle of Maotai wine from his arms and put it on the table.

"Old Liu, do you think I have brought you something good?"

"Oh, Moutai!" Liu Haizhong's eyes lit up when he saw the bottle. He rushed over and held it in his hand for a closer look, as if he had seen a treasure.

A look of joy appeared on his fat cheeks.

"It's still the exported Moutai. Tsk, Tsk, Lao Yi, where did you get it?"

Although Liu Haizhong is a seventh-level blacksmith with a monthly salary of more than 70 yuan, he still has to support his three sons and his wife, plus he has to drink a bottle of wine every day. So he can only drink 1 cents and 2 a bottle.

Bulk liquor, now seeing Moutai, my whole body started to tremble.

Yi Zhonghai said: "You also know that I am an eighth-level worker and often attend meetings organized by ministries and commissions. This bottle of wine was given to me by a leader attending the meeting."

Although the seventh-level workers are one level different from the eighth-level workers, their treatment and status are indeed very different.

For example, Yi Zhonghai can often attend meetings, while Liu Haizhong can only work in the workshop.

Rubbing the delicate and smooth wine bottle in her bangs, she exclaimed: "Hey, you are the eighth-level workers who are well treated."

Yi Zhonghai winked at Liu Haizhong: "How are you? Are you confident in this year's promotion exam?"

"What kind of confidence do you have? As you know, I am getting older and my memory is getting worse and worse. To be promoted to the eighth-level worker, I have to pass the cultural exam. I failed every time. Besides, young people are getting more and more serious now."

It's getting better and better, and my little skills are no longer good. If that time five years ago... eh..." Liu Haizhong became angry when he mentioned this matter.

In the promotion exam five years ago, Liu Hai performed well in the Super League and finally passed the cultural class. However, he lost technically to worker Zhang from the machinery factory, which was his most promising opportunity to be promoted to the eighth level.

Yi Zhonghai said: "I'm here this time to tell you good news. You know my former apprentice Xiao Gao, right?"

"Is he the one who was specially recruited by the ministry?" Liu Haizhong said.

"Yes, yes, I met Xiao Gao during a meeting a while ago. He is now in charge of promotion examinations in the ministry... If you need it... um..." Yi Zhonghai said halfway and stopped talking.

He blinked at the bangs and made a show of being mysterious.

"You mean, you can help me pass the promotion exam?" Liu Haizhong was ecstatic.

Yi Zhonghai waved his hands and pretended to be mysterious: "Haizhong, I didn't say that, this is illegal. As the master of the courtyard, can I do such illegal things?"

"I understand..." Liu Haizhong was even more convinced that Yi Zhonghai had such ability. He also reacted at this time and looked at Yi Zhonghai with a smile: "Old Yi, today you are drinking Maotai and drinking wine again."

You want to help me, is there anything you need my help with?"

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Yi Zhonghai said: "No, absolutely not. We have known each other for decades. Although we sometimes have inconsistent opinions due to trivial matters, the cooperation between us is still very pleasant. What if the Siheyuan

Now that the first uncle has changed, it will be difficult for you to find a good partner like me again."

Liu Haizhong finally understood at this time and said with a smile: "You old fox, I told you that you are not so kind. Don't worry, I don't have a good impression of Liu Hongchang either. Xu Damao was originally my die-hard supporter, but now he turned around

Go lick Liu Hongchang, which makes me very unhappy. If my bangs are unhappy, then someone will suffer."

"Okay, then we've settled."

Yi Zhonghai felt funny in his heart when he saw Liu Haizhong's proud look.

He is indeed a brainless guy who would believe such a clumsy lie.

How could an exam as important as the promotion exam be rigged?

Yi Zhonghai does have a disciple named Xiao Gao, and he is indeed in the ministry now.

However, after he left the steel rolling mill, he had no contact with Yi Zhonghai.

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After taking care of Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai came to Yanbu Gui's house again.

Compared with Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui is more difficult to deal with. This guy's calculations are too shrewd. If his appetite is not satisfied, he will never let go.

Sure enough, when he saw Yi Zhonghai coming to the door, Yan Bugui immediately waved his hand to the third aunt: "Old lady, I remember that the old Zhang family in the compound next door lent us two spoons of salt last year and still didn't return it. Go and remind us."

"Brother Zhonghai, please sit down for a minute." The third aunt poured tea for Yi Zhonghai, opened the door and went out.

The room fell into silence. Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui looked at each other for a long time, neither of them spoke first.

The white hot air in the enamel jar gradually became thinner and thinner, and time passed bit by bit.

In the end, Yi Zhonghai couldn't hold it back. He took a sip of tea from the enamel jar and looked at Yan Bugui with a smile: "Old Yan, you are the one I admire most in our compound. Others think you are the third uncle."

If you are not responsible, you will only retreat when things happen. But they don’t know that you are the smartest person in our compound."

Yi Zhonghai didn't mean to compliment him. The population of Yan Bugui's family was about the same as that of the Jia family. As a teacher, Yan Bugui's monthly salary was only more than thirty yuan, but he raised several children without sucking blood.

They were all grown up, and the eldest son and the second son both got wives.

Moreover, the Yan family bought the first bicycle and the first TV set in the courtyard.

All of this is due to Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui said: "Lao Yi, we have known each other for decades, so don't talk empty words. I know you came here today to vote. Tell me what price you are prepared to pay."

"It's easy to talk to smart people." Yi Zhonghai slapped him.

"Five yuan? Ha, Lao Yi, five yuan is indeed a lot. If it were just my family, it would definitely be enough." Yan Bugui looked at Yi Zhonghai coldly and said: "But are you sure, the little you gave me

Can Bangzi Noodles really buy off those residents? Yes, it is those few whose children were able to enter the Steel Rolling Mill Elementary School through my connections."

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, his face turned livid: "Yan Bugui, are you going to poach me? That's too unethical."

Yan Bugui held his arms in his arms and said, "Lao Yi, are you honest about bribing the residents with stick noodles? The two of us won't talk about the other. I'll tell you the truth, I don't know who is the boss in the courtyard.

I'm not interested at all, all I'm interested in is money. As long as you give me fifty yuan, I promise not only to not ruin your business, but also to vote for you with all my family's votes."

"Fifty yuan! It's equivalent to two months of Qin Huairu's salary. Why don't you go and grab it?"

Yi Zhonghai threw the enamel jar on the table and stood up angrily. He stared at Yan Bugui and said, "Old Yan, don't go too far."

"Am I going too far? How much money have you secretly deducted from the money raised for the Jia family over the years? Or haven't you hacked all the living expenses that He Daqing sent to Silly Zhu and He Yuyu? Lao Yi, don't

I thought that if I did it secretly, no one would know. Even if a swallow flies from the sky, it will leave a shadow!"

"Don't talk about those old things!" Yi Zhonghai was shocked. In recent years, he had made a lot of money with the help of his identity as a master. He thought he was very careful and would not be discovered. Unexpectedly, Yan Bugui found out.

Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth and said: "Twenty yuan! Do you want it?"

"Thirty dollars!"

"twenty five!"

"make a deal!"

Yan Bugui was not willing to offend Yi Zhonghai to death. Yi Zhonghai seemed to be in good terms, but in fact he was a villain. If anyone offended him, he would definitely take revenge.

He was very satisfied to be able to exchange a ticket for twenty-five yuan.

Taking the money from Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui put it into his pocket and said: "Old Yi, I think you are the only one in our compound who is most suitable to be a master. You are upright and willing to help others. Although Liu Hongchang

I have the position of factory director, but no prestige in the compound."

Good guy, after receiving the money, his face changed immediately.

Yi Zhonghai also admired Yanbu Gui's ability to adapt to the changing circumstances.

"Haha, when I succeed the first uncle, I will have to rely more on you, the third uncle."

"Don't mention it, I'm just interested in making money." Yan Bugui curled his lips disdainfully.

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