Siheyuan: Fighting against the beasts under the pressure of the system

"Hello, my name is Zhang Minghui, and I'm a family member of a factory employee. I was hospitalized a few days ago, and Director Yang brought someone to the hospital to see me."

"Well, after I was discharged from the hospital, I also wanted to thank Director Yang for caring for the employees in the factory."

"So I came to the factory to see Director Yang."

Upon hearing this, the elderly security officer in front of him let down his guard, grinned and laughed.

"Zhang Minghui, why does it sound so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere before."

The elderly security officer muttered to himself.

Zhang Minghui had a smile on his face.

"Hey, it seems that everyone in the factory has heard about this even before I came to work."

"Uncle, my father's name is Zhang Guoliang. He died while catching enemy spies. I am his son Zhang Minghui."

Upon hearing this, the elderly security officer immediately realized what was going on.

"You must be the family member of the martyr who was beaten into the hospital by Sha Zhu."

"I've heard about your story, too. Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai are really worthless."

After taking a look at Zhang Minghui, he was deeply moved when he saw how thin and weak the child was.

"You came to the factory to thank Director Yang."

"Okay, come over and register, and I'll find someone to take you there."

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After the registration was completed, a young security officer was called to take Zhang Minghui into the factory.

After walking for a few minutes, the security officer brought Zhang Minghui to a three-story building. The factory director's office was on the third floor. They knocked on the door of Director Yang's office.

The security officer went inside to report first.

Zhang Minghui was waiting outside. Less than a minute later, the young security officer came out and spoke to Zhang Minghui with a smile.

"Go in, Director Yang is waiting for you. I'm going back first. If you need to leave later, just go out directly."

After thanking the security officer, Zhang Minghui knocked on the door twice gently. Only after hearing the voice inside did Zhang Minghui go in.

It's a question of respect.

After entering, Director Yang was sitting in a chair and looking at Zhang Minghui with a smile.

Just now when the security officer said that Zhang Minghui came to see him, Director Yang was very happy.

Zhang Minghui is a person who knows how to be grateful. Although he is young, he is really good at dealing with people. This is because of the good education given by his parents.

Also, after I handled the matter last time, I reported it to my old leader and he also praised me for handling it decisively and without causing too much impact.

The last incident has already reached the ears of the old leader, which means it is quite a big deal, and the old leader has also mentioned it.

"If we hold on for a few months, Director Yang will be promoted to the position."

After hearing the news, Director Yang was extremely happy. He would be the second in command of the factory from now on, and his power would be greatly increased.

So when I heard that Zhang Minghui came to see me, I was very happy.

Seeing Director Yang's smile, Zhang Minghui also got the idea.

"Uncle Yang, I'm discharged from the hospital today, so I came to see you first."

"As the factory leader, you helped me a lot last time. Thank you, Director Yang, for caring about the families of the employees and solving the practical needs of the workers in the factory."

"I exchanged a lot of cigarette coupons with the doctors in the hospital and bought you two packs of cigarettes, two cans of food, and some candy."

"Thank you!"

After saying that, he bowed to Director Yang. When Director Yang heard this, he was also deeply moved. Look at this kid, he has the ability to do things and he speaks so well.

"Minghui, Uncle Yang received your thanks."

"It is my duty to care about the factory workers. Your father is a senior worker in the factory and has made many outstanding contributions."

"Because he died heroically while catching spies, he is a martyr recognized by the country. Minghui, please don't be so formal with me. Uncle Yang will be very happy that you can come to see him."

"As for the things, just take them back. You are still young and weak now. You are the only one left at home. Don't spend money recklessly. Save them well."

"Thank you, Uncle Yang."

Zhang Minghui also expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

"Uncle Yang, you don't need canned candy, so take the cigarettes! I smoke, and I only smoke the ones that cost a few cents. Daqianmen cigarettes are 4 cents a box, which is a bit expensive. You should smoke them."

"Hahaha, kid, you've already learned to smoke at such a young age."

"But try to smoke less. You are still weak now, so try to smoke good cigarettes. Your uncle Yang is a big factory director, so he has plenty of good cigarettes."

"Since you smoke and you came to see Uncle Yang today, Uncle Yang can't just let you go back like this."

"Wait a minute," he said, and then he took out two boxes of Zhonghua cigarettes from the cabinet next to him. I don't know if they are Big Zhonghua or Small Zhonghua. These are special cigarettes.

"These two boxes of special cigarettes are given to you by Uncle Yang, and I'm also giving you some fruit tickets."

"Haha, kid, stop smoking."

When Zhang Minghui saw the Zhonghua cigarettes that Director Yang took out, he smiled like a flower.

"Uncle Yang, this is the legendary special supply cigarette. Good fellow, only someone of your rank can smoke this kind of cigarette. When I get to work, I will definitely buy some good cigarettes and good wine and come to see you."

"You clever little thing. Go back and take good care of yourself, and wait for your succession. The factory has already adjusted your position and transferred you to the Propaganda Department, and compensated you with the status of a cadre."

“This job is very easy.”

"Thank you, Uncle Yang. Then I will go back. I will listen to you and take care of my health."

Zhang Minghui left the office building and laughed happily. Director Yang got the upper hand. I knew that if I gave him cigarettes, a leader like Director Yang would not just sit there and watch.

Now that I have finished all the things that needed to be done, I finally feel at ease.

People in this era are all down-to-earth people who are making contributions to the country, but interpersonal relationships are still very important. We still need to understand more and be polite.

In the past few days, Zhang Minghui has slowly integrated into this era.

Everybody was so enthusiastic, and most people spoke directly, saying what they thought without hiding anything. It was probably because they were interacting with ordinary people.

Zhang Minghui thought to himself.

Just like the courtyard where I live, if I wasn’t familiar with the plot, who would have imagined what the situation was with these people in the courtyard.

Also, don't look at the current era with the eyes of future generations. The three views formed by future generations are different from the current era.

Zhang Minghui was relieved, but Jia Zhang was in trouble.

When he faced the police at the police station, he was honest and did not dare to do anything wrong, because he had a good attitude towards admitting his guilt, was a first-time offender, and was an illiterate rural man.

So the public security comrades did not make things too difficult for her.

The police station imposed a seven-day detention as a punishment. After Jia Zhang was sent to the detention center, he began to liberate himself.

She yelled as she saw the police walking away.

"Oh my God, is this a pigsty? This is not a place for people to stay. Oh my old man."

Then Jia Zhang pointed to the best and cleanest place.

"Don't you see that I'm old? Hurry up and give me the place. Really, you don't know how to respect the elderly. No wonder you were arrested here."