Siheyuan: take the farm with you to rebirth

Chapter 289 Situation

If people in the courtyard saw this scene, they would definitely say: "Impossible, this must be a staged photo."

When Qi Guoqiang heard the words, the hesitation and cunning on his face disappeared instantly, and he changed to a kind expression and looked at the woman and said, "Yes, let's go, this old guy is like this every time, coming and going in a hurry. "

The scenery in the room was not bright, and the woman's cheeks became softer and softer. She didn't speak, but just looked at each other quietly.

After a long time, she smiled sweetly, stretched out her hand gracefully, grabbed an apple and handed it over.

At this time, the kind expression on Qi Guoqiang's face has changed again, filled with something called desire,

But he was not in a hurry, but quietly took the apple from the woman's hand, and ate it with great enjoyment, with a satisfied look on his face.

But when he showed this expression, the woman's eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible disgust.

She quickly covered it up again, and said in a gentle tone: "Isn't that great? Otherwise, I'm afraid I will suffocate to death in the house."

As she spoke, her voice gradually became aggrieved, which was rather pitiful.

Qi Guoqiang's soul was almost taken away immediately, and he looked at the woman distressedly, and coaxed like a child: "It's okay, it's okay, there will be no next time, and if someone comes, I will just disappear."

"No, how can you delay your serious business because of me." Hearing this, the woman immediately replied, even with a look of trepidation.

Seeing her like this, Qi Guoqiang's expression became softer, and his slightly rough palms slowly covered the woman's white and smooth palms, rubbing them.

His tone also became domineering, and he waved his hand and said directly: "Why not? I will do anything for you. Of course, divorce will take some time. You also know that Tigress's family is still..."

He didn't continue to say the following words, as if the two of them knew each other, and the woman didn't continue to entangle, but nodded lightly.

Then he slowly stood up and walked gracefully toward the room. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around, smiled, and crossed his fingers.

In the staff building of the Fifth Rolling Mill.

Factory Director Zhao Yuanfang was also sitting on a chair smoking a cigarette, with a hint of anger in his expression. As if he remembered something, he slammed the table and shouted: "Where is my tea? Every day, make a tea grinder." Grinning, what's the use of raising you, I might as well raise a dog."

Hearing this roar, the kitchen door was slowly pushed open, and a thin little boy came out.

The boy was not very old, and even less tall, holding the teacup tremblingly, as if he would fall at any moment.

His eyes were full of fear, and the teacup in his hand became more stable as his fear intensified.

It wasn't until he put the tea on the coffee table that he took a long breath and relaxed a lot, but there was a hint of hatred in his eyes that glanced at Zhao Yuanfang from time to time.

Zhao Yuanfang is also a man in his 50s, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a somewhat refined temperament, which just doesn't match the angry expression on his face at this time.

He slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip, frowned slightly, and then looked at the little boy with a bit of bad eyes and cursed: "Damn, who told you to make tea with warm water? Don't you know I like hot tea? The hotter the better."

Following Zhao Yuanfang's angry shout, the little boy's body began to tremble continuously, and the look of fear became more obvious.

But no matter how scared he was, he still didn't cry. Instead, he gritted his teeth and silently went to get the cup.

When Zhao Yuanfang saw his appearance, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said sarcastically: "Hmph, I didn't expect that everything is not good. You have inherited the stubbornness well. You have nothing to do with your unlucky father. Exactly the same."

With that said, just when the little boy was about to approach the teacup, he waved his big hand and knocked the teacup to the ground.

The white glass collided with the ground and exploded immediately, the tea and glass splashed randomly, shooting everywhere.

"Ah!" The little boy was suddenly startled, took a few steps back, looked at the broken glass in panic, and then looked at Zhao Yuanfang.

Zhao Yuanfang just sneered, turned his head and no longer looked at the little boy, but said to himself: "Who leaked the news about my money? Not many people know, it seems that I have to find time to find out. checked."

Unexpectedly, just when he said this, the boy who was just picking up the glass fragments on the ground showed a happy smile, but it just flashed away.

Inside the staff building of the Eighth Steel Wire Factory.

Fang Ning, the director of the steel wire factory, looked at the documents on the table, snorted coldly, and muttered to himself: "Hmph, it's just that the share is getting less, and I'm anxious, and I'm showing off with me. What's the use of power?"

His house is also more than [-] square meters with two bedrooms and one living room, but it is different from the previous two factory directors.

There is no one else in his house, only a few scattered photos to prove that he, too, had family.

It was a photo of a woman and a child, but they were all black and white headshots, with an incense burner and fresh fruits in front of them.

Although fruits are much cheaper this season, the supplies are limited after all, and they are still not within the reach of ordinary families. Most of them only buy some during the holidays.

From the outside, this behavior of directly using fruits as tribute is really wasteful and cannot be wasted anymore.

Of course, it also proves that the two people in the photo are also very important to him, and he does not hesitate to be criticized by others.

No one in the room replied to him, and he seemed to have been used to this kind of silence for a long time, and continued to talk to himself: "Your workers are workers, so aren't our workers workers? In previous years, you had the most shares. Yes, I didn’t see some of us, and now we have the most, so I asked us to go to a meeting, I want to see how capable this new deputy factory director is.”

His voice was not loud and he could only wander around the living room, looking extremely lonely.

After finishing speaking, he fell into silence again, looked at the empty room, and finally said firmly: "No matter what, I can't let my people suffer."

At the same time, the directors of all the large and small factories in the entire Forty-Nine City also reacted differently. Regarding tomorrow's gathering, some scoffed, some were full of joy, and more waited and watched.

And the instigator of all this, He Yuzhu, was sitting obediently at the dining table at this time, with his chopsticks hanging in the air and unable to fall.

On the opposite side were three staring eyes, moving with the movement of his chopsticks, as long as his chopsticks deviated from the dishes in front of him, they would stare angrily, and He Yuzhu quickly retracted them in fright.

But the moment it is retracted, there will be an instant glaring gaze from the other side, making it vacillate.

(End of this chapter)