Siheyuan: Happy He Yuzhu

He Yuzhu was a little confused when he heard about Li Yun. He knew that Li Yun had a heart disease, but the accident seemed to have happened many years later.

He Daqing helped Li Yun when he was sent to the hospital, but did not help at the subsequent funeral.

For He Daqing, he had no objection at all to sending people to the hospital. After all, it was about saving people's lives.

As for the subsequent funeral, although several peers in the yard came to persuade him, He Daqing's attitude was very clear and he did not want to get involved with the Yi family.

Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong both came to He's house to persuade them for a long time, but were finally rejected by He Daqing with a cold face.

This is nothing, after all, Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong are just doing their best. No one in the whole yard knew the disgusting things Yi Zhonghai had done back then.

As for He Yuzhu, it was more troublesome. The people who came to him to persuade him were all well-known figures in the alley.

For example, an old man surnamed Yang thought he had a lot of face. He pretended to be worth 258,000 yuan and said in front of He Yuzhu: "Zhuzhu, as the saying goes, it's better to untie enemies than to make knots. Even if you don't remember Yi Zhonghai's good deeds, you should still remember them. It’s good to remember Li Yun. After all, she was kind to you brothers and sisters back then. Now that Li Yun is gone, it’s reasonable for you brothers and sisters to go and see her off.”

The old man's son became a small leader in a street match factory. What can I say about this industry? There is no big output. Unlike the steel rolling mill, which is an industry that everyone pays attention to.

But these days, this kind of small factory is an industry that every street office attaches great importance to.

Because it is related to the daily necessities of many low-income families.

Paste a matchbox! Many female comrades did it at that time.

Therefore, as a small leader of this factory, I, this old man, are always supported by people in the whole alley every day.

He Yuzhu smiled but said nothing.

The old man couldn't help but get angry when he saw He Yuzhu looking like this. He shouted: "Zhuzi, as the saying goes, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences. Believe it or not..."

He Yuzhu sneered and said: "Do you believe what I say tomorrow? I won't be able to transport any raw materials from the match factory."

"Gah..." The old man almost didn't catch it in one breath. The old man couldn't care less about being angry now, his eyes were full of fear. He forced a smile and thought about a few words for the occasion.

But He Yuzhu didn't give him a chance and said directly: "In the next month, the trucks in the steel rolling mill will perform important tasks. Go back and ask your son to bring a message to their director. This month, we will not borrow the trucks in the steel rolling mill. I, He Yuzhu, said it."

"Zhuzi, Section Chief He, you, you, this, you, that, I didn't mean that..." the old man stammered in explanation.

"Two months." He Yuzhu continued to increase the pressure coldly.

The match factory run by the street is small, with only twenty or thirty people inside and outside, so naturally there is no special truck.

The raw materials for their factory are supplied by several large car factories on the same street.

The leader of the steel rolling mill said it was in passing, but He Yuzhu usually arranged for an empty truck to pull it for them.

This is the reason why we don’t look at the monk’s face to see the Buddha’s face.

Even if He Yuzhu didn't care about the two or three ducks in the match factory, he still had to look after the street office's face.

He Yuzhu said this to the old man, it doesn't matter if it's a scare or it's true.

They are all things that are written on his pen. The leader of the steel rolling mill offered help, and he was in no position to refuse. But it is He Yuzhu who has the final say as to how many days it will take.

If there was no car to go to the upstream factory of the match factory, or if He Yuzhu refused to help the match factory out of cargo transportation safety, even the leader of the steel rolling mill would not trouble He Yuzhu for this trivial matter.

The old man left dejectedly and dejectedly. He still had to think about how to explain to his son when he went back.

Usually in the alley, people look down on him because of his son. But he probably forgot that He Yuzhu, as a middle-level cadre in a steel rolling mill with tens of thousands of people, was not comparable to his son's small factory with dozens of sizes.

To put it bluntly, even though the current director Wang of the subdistrict office is several levels higher than He Yuzhu, he is still polite to He Yuzhu.

There is always someone to say something sarcastic about this kind of thing.

Li Yun appeared again as a good person. Not only in the courtyard, but also in the entire alley, her reputation was pretty good.

Then someone must use this matter to comfort the He family and his son to let go of their hatred or something.

Like the old man, when he walked to the front yard, he saw old money. The old man took Lao Qian and just complained, but he didn't say that He Yuzhu was using his official tools for personal use. But to say that he has good intentions and so on, that must be said.

In the end, the old man did not forget to ask Lao Qian to help persuade He Yuzhu, saying that he had spoken a bit harshly just now, but he had good intentions.

Lao Qian replied directly, "It doesn't hurt your back when you stand and talk."

The old man was speechless because he didn't dare to face Old Qian.

Not to mention his son Qian Zhongda, who was untouchable by everyone, even old man Qian was one of the top figures on the street.

These days, people don't rank based on money or position under their butts. For those who really reach a certain position, it is not their turn to be ranked by their neighbors.

Therefore, even if Old Man Qian is just a guard, his status in the world cannot be compared to that of the eighth-level Gongyi Zhonghai deputy director or any of the Qing Dynasty people.

This thing seems to be over, but it also seems to be just the beginning.

The old man probably thought that He Yuzhu didn't dare, or that he didn't dare to tell his son about that matter.

The old man's son didn't come to apologize that night, so He Yuzhu stopped all the materials from the match factory starting the next day.

One day, two days, the match factory didn't respond.

It wasn't until the third day that all supplies were out of stock and production stopped that the match factory became anxious.

A call was made to the logistics department of the steel rolling mill. Deputy Director Li ignored the other party at all and hung up the phone once he found out.

A week later, the director of the match factory had no choice but to complain directly to the sub-district office.

Director Wang of the sub-district office called Director Li directly, and Deputy Director Li gave him some face. After asking the officer below, he replied to Director Wang: "We have already taken care of the transportation department. I guess there will be no cars going in that direction during this period!"

Director Wang knew what he was saying.

Since He Yuzhu sold favors and directly arranged for a car to be pulled, he must let Director Wang know about it. Even if he mentions it casually, he doesn't expect Director Wang to remember this favor.

But at least Director Wang will know about it.

Now that Deputy Factory Director Li has given the explanation and the Transportation Department has not arranged it, it must be the match factory that has offended someone.

Director Wang would not get angry with He Yuzhu over a match factory. But she still wanted to know what was going on.

So after getting off work that day, Director Wang saw Uncle Qian at the concierge and chatted for a few words.

Uncle Qian didn't fully understand this matter, so he could only tell the truth. That old man took himself too seriously when he spoke.