Siheyuan: A blessed place to start

Old Yi hesitated and stood there awkwardly, trying to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. It was all his fault that he was too impulsive and almost fell into Xiao Weiguo's trap.

Seeing that he didn't react, Xiao Weiguo spoke slowly, "Old Yi has been very angry recently, but I won't argue with him. After all, I am the boss in the courtyard! As the boss in charge, I have some tolerance and I am generous and magnanimous!"

Everyone in the audience looked at each other, their thoughts still seemingly stuck on the scene of the fight just now. If nothing else, this force alone was enough to shock everyone.

Especially Lao Zhang!

Although he has the qualifications, he is not good in terms of fighting strength. His son is as thin as a chicken and is not as good as him!

So I started to back off in my heart. I thought that with the removal of the two bad apples, Lao Yi and Lao Liu, the courtyard would finally be cleared up and see the light of day. But I didn't expect that the newcomer was like the new wave behind the Yangtze River, pushing the old wave to the grave.

What's more, it would be embarrassing to lose to a young man who is several years younger than me!

"Does anyone have any objections to this? If so, please raise them as soon as possible, otherwise we will continue the meeting!"

As he spoke, Xiao Weiguo put his hands in his pockets and walked back and forth in front of the crowd twice, looking around at everyone, looking for anyone who dared to object.

After looking back at Yan Laoxi, who was sitting in the center with a serious expression on his face, Xiao Weiguo slowly walked forward.

"Old Yan, we are now a team. We must work together to serve the people and restore the reputation of the compound as soon as possible. Although your Jie Cheng just broke up, as long as we eliminate those potential rumors outside, I believe he will find a blind date soon."

Yan Fugui looked up at Xiao Weiguo, and for a moment he couldn't find anything wrong with what he said.

Jie Cheng is already at the age to get married, but now he has been dumped by Yu Li and still has no one to fall in love with. Jiefang is also about to reach the age to get married.

Two little boys were born in this notorious compound. If they continue like this, I'm afraid no one will dare to marry in.

Seeing the general trend, Yan Fugui quietly stood up and returned to his position.

Xiao Weiguo smiled and patted his shoulder, implying that Lao Yan performed well.

Then he sat at the head seat at the eight-immortals table and looked around. The general public seemed to be fine, after all, whoever was in charge would not affect their lives.

If Xiao Weiguo can restore the reputation and seek benefits for their hospital, they will still support him very much.

But Fatty Liu in the crowd was so angry that he gritted his teeth. It was something that he had dreamed of doing, but Xiao Weiguo got it so easily?

That's the throne of a great man, ah...

Old Liu kept scratching his head in frustration. He didn't have many hairs to begin with, and now they were even more messy. His hair was sticking out on his head, and he was really going crazy inside.

Jia Zhang was so angry that she was groaning. Seeing Xiao Weiguo taking the position, she stood up in a rage and prepared to take her position.

"Jia Zhang, stop!"

As the saying goes, a new official will start with three things to do, and this one was started by Jia Zhang.

"I feel sick all over and I want to go home and rest!"

Jia Zhang covered her face as she spoke, her eyes full of grievance.

Xiao Weiguo wanted to stop her, but he thought that it was his first day sitting here and it would be inappropriate to target her everywhere.

Just let it go!

"Okay, you can go home and rest if you feel unwell, but you must accept all the spirit of the meeting. Lao Yi will convey the spirit of the meeting to you later, but you must not fail to keep up with the pace of the main group because of laziness!"

After saying that, he continued speaking.

"Next, we will continue to elect the second uncle. Anyone who would like to recommend themselves can speak freely. What we are talking about is just one word: fairness! Justice! Openness!"

Xiao Weiguo spoke word by word, and the crowd looked around to see who had the courage to do so.

Only Old Yi sat back in the corner slowly with a sullen face, while Jia Zhang was also preparing to go home dejectedly.

Doesn't she actually want to make a big fuss?

She was going crazy and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to blackmail Xiao Weiguo, but what she said was taboo in the organization. Not to mention reporting it to the police, even if it was reported to the streets, she would be in trouble.

At the very least, you will receive criticism and education; at the most, you will have to go to the small dark room and enjoy it.

When she thought of what happened in the small dark room, she quickly shut her mouth and decided that if she continued to provoke Xiao Weiguo in the future, she would not let him get hold of any evidence against her.

Lao Zhang looked at Xu Damao, Xu Damao looked at Lao Zhang, and they both stood up and raised their hands almost at the same time.

"I want to run for the second uncle!"

"Hey, what a coincidence, I thought so too!"

The two of them were arguing with each other, and the atmosphere was full of tension, which made Old Yan very anxious.

"No, Xiao Weiguo got this position because he is capable, and I must be the second uncle! There is no doubt about this, because besides Xiao..."

"Old Yan! You have to be tactful when speaking in such a serious situation. I am the manager now..."

Xiao Weiguo was not afraid of the tediousness and began to guide Yan Fugui step by step, and Yan Fugui followed the conversation.

"You are the most important person in the courtyard!"

"Oh, that's right, so you should call me..."

Old Yan's three views almost collapsed in an instant. What was going on? Should he call him "uncle"?

But although I caught up with the idea, I couldn’t bring myself to speak it!

Yan Fugui was stubborn for a long time but still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. Xiao Weiguo was not much older than Yan Jiecheng. They were not of the same generation at all. How could he call him uncle?

"That... Xiao... Weiguo, this is not good!"

Xiao Weiguo clicked his tongue and began to persuade him earnestly, "What's wrong with that? You should do your job and not mix up the names! Besides, Uncle is just a title. It's not easy for the Third Uncle to set an example. Wouldn't that make people laugh at you?"

Xiao Weiguo hinted clearly, and Yan Fugui hesitated for a long time, but finally spoke up in order to keep his top three position.

"He's an old man, we have to take our time with this matter!"

Xiao Weiguo tried hard not to laugh like a pig. It didn't matter if the noise didn't sound nice. As long as he bravely took the first step in history, his next steps would be lighter and it wouldn't be so difficult to speak.

"Okay, let's get back to business. If you're interested in the position of Second Master, hurry up and sign up. No more waiting after the deadline!"

Xu Damao and Lao Zhang both raised their hands, and Yan Jiecheng felt very dissatisfied when he saw Xu Damao raising his hand.

Even more dissatisfied with Xiao Weiguo than Yan Fugui!

What qualifications does he have? He is just a projectionist. I am a regular worker in a textile factory. I am not less wealthy than him. If he can do it, so can I!

So, in front of everyone, Yan Jiecheng bravely took the first step in history.

Yan Fugui was stunned. How dare you compete with me for the position of Second Uncle? You are so filial!

He slammed the teapot and angrily scolded his own son.

"Go wherever you want. You think you can be the boss even though you have so little experience. You haven't even grown all your hair yet. Go home and stop embarrassing yourself."

"Old Yan! I have to say something to you. We are talking about democracy and fairness. You have committed a serious violation of principle and must correct your mistake!"

Yan Jiecheng finally got someone to speak for him. His demeanor was different from before. He straightened his back and held his head high.