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

"Fugui, don't worry about this. I have my own arrangements."

After hearing the master say that there were arrangements, Xu Fugui didn't dare to ask more questions. Over the years, what you should know would definitely be told to you, and it would be useless to ask about things you shouldn't know.

Then Xu Fugui lowered his head and said unwillingly.

"Master, the middleman I contacted seems to have had an accident. It seems that they failed and were arrested."

Lou Bancheng nodded without saying anything more. He had guessed that this would be the result, otherwise why would someone sneak in and warn him.

It seems that the opponent should not be underestimated!

"Fugui, go investigate the details. See if you can find out who is involved in this matter."

Over the next few days, the Lou family slowly mobilized personnel to find out the situation.

January 9

Zhang Minghui went out to the toilet early in the morning and saw a lot of old men and women gathered at the entrance of the alley, chatting animatedly.

Zhang Minghui stopped and listened for a while.

I just realized that the old men and women were talking about the Daqing Oilfield.

The news was reported on the newspapers and radio, and everyone was talking about it enthusiastically.

Wow, the Daqing Oilfield has come out. Zhang Minghui knows better than them the importance of the Daqing Oilfield. The reserves of this oilfield are astonishing and it ranks among the best in the world.

It has also made great contributions to domestic economic development and energy security.

After discussing with the uncles and aunts at the entrance of the alley for a while, Zhang Minghui returned to the yard and saw Yan Fugui chatting with the third aunt in the yard.

Zhang Minghui walked forward a few steps and leaned forward to speak.

"Uncle San, he hasn't left the hospital yet. Go to the entrance of the alley and take a look. The uncles and aunts at the entrance of the alley are chatting lively."

Yan Fugui adjusted his glasses and asked in surprise.

"Minghui, is there any new news?"

Zhang Minghui smiled and spoke loudly.

"Hey, Uncle San, we were all having a great time talking about the Daqing Oilfield yesterday!"

After hearing this, Yan Fugui lost interest in continuing the conversation and spoke softly.

"I know this is helpful to our country, but it has nothing to do with ordinary people!"

Zhang Minghui rolled his eyes and spoke casually.

"Uncle San, you are wrong. How come it has nothing to do with us ordinary people? The oil field has been discovered, but it is useless to just discover it. We have to mine it, and there is a shortage of people everywhere."

"Hey, if there is no job, apply for transfer and you will have a job."

As soon as Zhang Minghui said this, the men and women in the front yard started a discussion.

"Minghui's words make sense. If I go there, I will definitely become a formal employee. But it's not easy to apply!"

"Besides, if this goes away, it will be hard to come back."

Everyone started talking about it. Zhang Minghui saw the reactions of his neighbors and knew that the matter was settled. This was just an idea Zhang Minghui came up with on the spur of the moment.

He knew that many young people in the hospital had moved out, but they still couldn't find a job.

Zhang Minghui said this just to see if they would be tempted. He knew how hard it was to work in the Daqing Oilfield, and he had heard about the story of Iron Man Wang Jinxi.

However, this matter needs to be looked at separately. The suffering will only happen to this generation, and their descendants will enjoy all this. According to Zhang Minghui, there are huge benefits to being a child of an oil family.

They will enjoy advantages in all aspects such as education, economy, and social status.

This can be inherited from generation to generation.

Hearing the neighbors' discussion, Zhang Minghui smiled with satisfaction and decided not to get involved in the matter. When passing by the Intermediate Courtyard, Wang Lizhu suddenly called Zhang Minghui.

Wang Lizhu's call really surprised Zhang Minghui. He had no experience with these two brothers. They just greeted each other when they met. He asked.

"Brother Lizhu, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the water pool, many women turned their heads.

Wang Lizhu took Zhang Minghui into the house. After entering the house, Wang Limin immediately greeted them warmly and handed tea to Zhang Minghui.

Wow, the enthusiasm of these two brothers made Zhang Minghui instantly wary. You know, if someone is too nice to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.

Zhang Minghui didn't say anything. He just kept drinking water from the big teacup in his hand with relish.

Wang Liming gave Wang Lizhu a look, and Wang Lizhu understood and spoke.

"Minghui, we have lived in the same courtyard for such a long time, but we have never interacted with each other. I will prepare some wine and food later, and we brothers will drink together. How about it?"

The more outrageous the words became, the more Zhang Minghui became more alert.

"Hey, brothers, don't be so polite. I have to cook for my sister later, so I don't have time to drink. So, if you two have anything to say, just tell me directly."

"I will help if I can, but let's make it clear if I can't. Do you two agree?"

Wang Liming clapped his hands with a smile and praised loudly.

"Look at Minghui. Brother, you need to learn from Minghui. He speaks so steadily. He is a man who gets things done."

"We have always heard from our neighbors that Minghui is mature and steady in his work. Today, we two brothers have finally learned from him."

"Now that you've said that, Minghui, let's get this straight. We want to borrow some money from you."

Zhang Minghui looked at the two brothers calmly, thinking to himself.

"Borrowing money, what are you thinking? With the character of you two brothers, lending money is like throwing meat buns at a dog, it will never come back."

But I didn't say anything. I just wanted to see how these two brothers performed.

Seeing that Zhang Minghui didn't respond, Wang Liming smiled bitterly and began to speak.

"Minghui, you also know the situation of our courtyard. Since moving into our courtyard, its reputation has become worse day by day. Look, we two brothers haven't even got married yet!"

"That's not the case! Don't you think so?"

Zhang Minghui nodded repeatedly in cooperation but said nothing.

"Minghui, many young people have moved out now. My brother and I also want to move out and rent a house outside, but we don't have much money, so we want to ask you for help."

Zhang Minghui glanced around the room and began to speak.

"I understand what you two brothers said. I support your actions very much. Alas, you really can't stay in our hospital for long, otherwise you will be single for the rest of your life."

Wang Lizhu saw that Zhang Minghui refused to mention money and spoke unhappily.

"Minghui, now that we've come to this, you have to support us brothers for once!"

Hey, seeing Wang Lizhu's little gangster look, Zhang Minghui said happily.

"I support it. Of course I don't. But I don't have any money! I asked Director Wang from the Street Office to keep it. She said she would give it to me when I grow up."

“All the neighbors in our yard know about it.”

Wang Liming's face darkened and he spoke threateningly.

"Minghui, what's the matter? You don't want to give us two brothers face, right?"