Teacher He of the Siheyuan

He Daqing saw that Xu Damao was already on the road, so he didn't say any more.

As long as it is something that is good for him, a bad guy like Xu Damao will not let it go.

Director He's hard work with such a red heart is all for the harmonious coexistence of the courtyard and the building of a happy home.

Yi Zhonghai and Xu Damao had no son to take care of the elderly, and the other had a father who had an accident and ran away without fatherly love. If the two of them could recognize a godly relative to support each other, they would definitely bring a lot of joy to the uncle's old age.

He Daqing, who was riding to the rolling mill on his bike, couldn't help but feel a little proud of this brilliant idea, and by the way, why don't he also arrange for Yi Zhonghai to steal the holy stick.

After recognizing a good godson and then recognizing another godson, the grandpa will no longer have to worry about pension issues.

This is a major issue in Yi Zhonghai's life, and he knew that he would be crazy.

Hey.

Yi Zhonghai, how can you thank me.

Isn't your salary high? It's not too much to take out a small coffers!

You dig my son and miss my little widow. In the final analysis, you still consider the issue of pension.

Now with the help of He Daqing, Yi Zhonghai directly had a good son and a good grandson.

Gee.

These two are more restless than the other, and the old man's life in his later years may be more lively than mine.

He Daqing wandered all the way to the factory in a good mood, and made a card for himself.

After taking a sip of tea, Director Wang came over.

"Where is the old man, I'm here to ask for a cup of tea"

Unceremoniously, Wang Weiqiang pulled the chair over and poured tea for himself.

"Old Wang, you are a busy person. Why did you come here so early in the morning? Is it a good thing?" He Daqing didn't dislike this familiar person, as long as he didn't disturb Liu Lan when he brought the eggs.

It will definitely be embarrassing for female employees to be disturbed by old men when they are pursuing progress.

Wang Weiqiang obviously didn't know about He Daqing's general perception of him, but he took out a pack of cigarettes and handed him one.

He Daqing narrowed his eyes, isn't this the same bag of peonies I gave you last time, this old boy just opened it now.

Should he be said to be frugal or generous.

Wang Weiqiang approached curiously and asked, "Old He, isn't this great leader's house very grand?"

"You kid is really lucky to have the big boss send a car to pick you up. I haven't been treated like this in the factory for so many years."

Director Wang, with a somewhat sour tone, is the one who bends down and bows even to a senior leader's secretary. The thickest thigh he has hugged in his life is Director Yang.

It's no wonder that He Daqing, who is favored by great leaders, is envious and jealous.

"Old Wang, let's not comment on the big boss's affairs, we small people don't need to comment, they are people flying in the sky," He Daqing said in a secretive manner.

"As for you, as long as you follow Director Yang closely, good luck lies ahead."

When Deputy Factory Manager Li takes over, and Factory Manager Yang sweeps the streets, you can also help clean the toilets.

He Daqing didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"People who have been in a car have a different level of speech than those who have not." Wang Weiqiang complimented before talking about the purpose of his visit this time.

"Old He is struggling with supplies now, and the workers complain about not being able to eat oil and water. It's almost the end of the new year. Can you think of a way to contact friends and get some pork over here?"

Director Wang looked at He Daqing expectantly.

As soon as He Daqing heard it, he knew that he represented the factory manager Yang. Now it is the time of mass production at the end of the year, and many factories are trying to find ways to provide materials to encourage workers to produce more and improve performance.

Director Yang's subordinate He Daqing obviously didn't intend to let go of such a capable person. The more than 1000 catties of pork last time shocked him a little.

"The fact that the workers want to eat meat is a big deal, and I've been trying to find a way." He Daqing exhaled a puff of smoke ring, scratched his head and looked a little embarrassed.

"Last time, they sold some of the pork to our factory because of my face. My friend took a risk by doing so. Don't ask for such a good thing in the capital."

Wang Weiqiang looked respectful, "So Director He, you have the ability. No one else can get pork, but you can get it. You are the one I admire the most, brother."

This is not a lie. In this year, it is absolutely amazing to be able to get thousands of catties of pork at one time, and most of them are pork belly and plum meat.

That is, the last time Director Yang got two pigs, he begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother, and it took the boss's strength to settle it.

"My friend and I grew up wearing the same crotch. I can't let him take risks anymore. My conscience will be disturbed."

He Daqing looked hesitant and tangled.

Wang Weiqiang tentatively said, "How about adding 600 yuan, just the same amount of pork as last time?"

"This person is my dear friend, and I treat him like a brother, isn't that hurting him?" He Daqing still shook his head and refused.

"Old He, I know that you are a person who attaches great importance to emotions, but there are so many workers in the factory waiting to be fed, you can't ignore it." Wang Weiqiang panicked in a panic, and resorted to the method of emotion.

"Aren't we brothers?"

"You got it wrong"

"I mean extra money"

Wang Weiqiang was completely speechless...

Co-authoring with loved ones, relatives, friends and brothers is for sale, and they say how affectionate and good-looking they are, but in fact it is still a business.

He Daqing explained to him that the money was not for himself but for friends to dredge up relationships.

"This is using your money to do your business, I didn't get a penny of it"

Wang Weiqiang looked like you took me for a fool. You are fooling me. I believe you may not earn much.

But if you don’t earn a penny, you are the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva who has come to save sentient beings.

But Wang Weiqiang couldn't imagine that He Daqing didn't earn a penny, but earned all the money, and he still earned it standing up.

If you don’t buy it, no one will force you. If He Daqing goes to the Pigeon Market to let the wind out, brother Aoki will definitely ask him very respectfully to take the goods after one stop, without any counter-offer.

There is no way things are worth the price.

Wang Weiqiang also wanted to understand that the money was not paid by himself. In the final analysis, it was signed by the factory manager Yang and it was the end of the year. With this batch of pork, it was nothing to spend a small amount of money on the business relationship.

So I took the initiative to add another two hundred, which is 800 yuan.

He Daqing looked reluctant, and reluctantly agreed, "Old Wang, this is just for your sake, otherwise I won't even think about it."

"In this way, I will find time to run around again. You also know that many factory managers go to the breeding farms and slaughterhouses in winter."

"I'm going all out this time, even if I pull my face down and beg him, I will definitely handle this matter well."

Wang Weiqiang was also a little moved when he heard it, he didn't expect that he had such a big face in He Daqing's place.

In return, he was very sensible and took out 50 catties of food stamps and handed them over.

He Daqing accepted it with tears in his eyes.