From Siheyuan to Hong Kong Island Tycoon

Early the next morning, Sha Zhu and He Daqing stood by the sink and washed up before going out to buy steamed buns, while Ran Qiuye cooked some millet porridge at home.

After breakfast, Sha Zhu went to work with Ran Qiuye on his bicycle. Director Li specifically asked Sha Zhu to go to the factory early today. Important guests are coming to the steel rolling mill for inspection at noon today.

Yi Zhonghai watched Sha Zhu and Ran Qiuye ride away, his eyes filled with gloom. Now his only wish is to see Sha Zhu's family destroyed, only in this way can he dispel the hatred in his heart.

Yi Zhonghai was going to go to the backyard to find Liu Haizhong and tell him some specific details when reporting Silly Zhu. After all, Liu Haizhong's pig brain might make some mistakes.

Liu Haizhong was eating steamed buns and porridge. He felt very satisfied after taking a bite of pickles mixed with sesame oil.

Being able to have such a meal when you get up in the morning is already more than what most of the neighbors in the courtyard eat.

Yi Zhonghai opened the door and said with a smile: "Old Liu is eating. Let's go together when we go to work later."

Liu Haizhong said angrily: "Lao Yi, I'm not talking about you. You are already dozens of years old. Why don't you knock on the door when you enter someone's house?"

"Thankfully you are still the second uncle in the courtyard. Your ideological consciousness is too low."

Hearing Liu Haizhong's words, Yi Zhonghai cursed in his heart: "Why are you so angry, Fatty Liu? I didn't offend you so early in the morning, so why are you venting your anger on me?"

Yi Zhonghai said with some embarrassment: "Old Liu, I forgot this moment. I will pay attention to it next time. Don't worry about these small details."

Liu Haizhong pretended to be generous and said: "Lao Yi, forget it this time, my stomach is not feeling well this morning, I will go alone later."

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Liu Haizhong and immediately made a guess. It seemed that someone might have said bad things about me to Liu Haizhong last night.

Yi Zhonghai said seriously: "Old Liu, we have been neighbors for decades. If I do something wrong, you can tell me in person."

Liu Haizhong put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, wiped his mouth and said, "You also know that we have been friends for decades, so why did you push me into the fire pit?"

"You asked me to report Shazhu and He Daqing, and you hid behind to watch the fun. Do you really think that I, Liu Haizhong, am a fool?"

Liu Guangtian in the room said silently: "Dad, if it weren't for my reminder, wouldn't you have been treated as a fool by Yi Zhonghai?"

Yi Zhonghai secretly screamed, it seemed that someone had given Liu Haizhong an idea.

Yi Zhonghai immediately said righteously: "Old Liu, you will think of me so much. Is this the kind of person I, Yi Zhonghai, is in your eyes?"

"You are now the eldest man in the courtyard. How could I lie to you? You must have misunderstood me."

"I admit that I was not careful about this matter, but it was also for the sake of the harmony of our compound."

After Liu Haizhong heard Yi Zhonghai's words, he was also a little at a loss.

At this moment, he felt a little guilty about Yi Zhonghai. He felt that he might have really misunderstood Yi Zhonghai.

Liu Haizhong said with some shame: "I'm sorry, Lao Yi, maybe I misunderstood you, but we have to consider the matter of reporting Silly Zhu in the long term."

When Yi Zhonghai heard Liu Haizhong's apology, his contempt for him deepened, and he deceived Liu Haizhong without any effort.

You have such a pig brain and still want to be a big man. When you are no longer useful, I will be the first to deal with you.

Yi Zhonghai pretended to be serious and said: "Old Liu, what kind of friendship do we have? It will be good if the misunderstanding is resolved."

"But you're right, we don't have sufficient evidence yet, so rashly reporting Silly Zhu and He Daqing won't get any benefits."

"I'd better listen to you and think about it in the long term."

Liu Haizhong said with a smile: "Lao Yi, how can we become master stewards? Our minds and intelligence are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

When Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu heard Liu Haizhong's words in the back room, they couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Our dad's IQ is really hopeless."

The two brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu were often beaten, so they were too lazy to persuade Liu Haizhong.

Yi Zhonghai continued: "Old Liu, you have finished your breakfast. Let's go to work together. I will talk to you on the way."

After a while, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong staggered out of the courtyard door.

On the way, Yi Zhonghai said to Liu Haizhong: "Old Liu, I don't care whether Shazhu's TV came from the right place or not. This kid is really too selfish."

"It's okay if you don't call us to eat. This TV should be contributed to let everyone watch it together."

"As a human being, you can't always think about yourself. It's time for us to rectify the atmosphere in the compound."

Liu Haizhong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a smile: "Lao Yi, you paid more attention, why didn't I think of it?"

"If there is such a good thing as a television, it should be shared with everyone. You are right, you can't be too selfish."

After the two arrived at the steel rolling mill, they first went to their respective workshops. Before leaving, Yi Zhonghai said to Liu Haizhong: "Let's go to Shazhu to talk about this together tonight."

At this time, Sha Zhu was happily preparing food in the kitchen, completely unaware that he was being plotted by Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong again.

At Jia's house in the Siheyuan, Banggeng slept until noon and didn't get up until noon. When he saw the remaining steamed buns and pickles on the table, Banggeng felt a little dissatisfied.

He immediately shouted towards the door: "Grandma, I'm hungry, hurry up and cook for me."

Jia Zhang put down the shoe sole in her hand and said, "Aren't there steamed buns and pickles on the table? You can take a bite first."

Banggeng thought to himself: "If you like to eat Wo Wo Tou, go ahead and eat it. That pickle almost killed the salt seller. I will never eat this thing again."

"If you don't cook for me, I will just go out to the restaurant with the money and eat whatever I want."

Thinking of this, Bangge limped out of the door. Jia Zhang asked doubtfully: "Banggen, where are you going?"

It's a pity that Banggeng didn't pay attention to her at all, and the stick in Zhu's hand moved faster and faster.

When Banggan came to the restaurant, he ordered a few stir-fried dishes. The waiter kindly reminded him: "You ordered so many dishes, can you finish them all by yourself?"

Banggeng’s meal was a little less expensive, costing nearly three yuan.

Banggeng replied directly and forcefully: "I am willing to order so many dishes, do you care?"

The waiter was a little depressed. How could he meet such a customer on his first day at work?

After all the dishes were served, Banggian began to eat without any trace of appearance. He looked like a refugee fleeing from famine. Who knew he thought he had been hungry for many days.

He didn't care about the criticism and criticism from the people around him, and secretly scolded them for being poor.