Siheyuan: Pioneer in anti-corruption, fighting against evil!

Wang Zhize took Xueqing around the city. He first went to a department store and bought her some new clothes, then took her to a restaurant for a nice meal. After finding the location of the waste recycling station, he was able to prepare for the follow-up plan with peace of mind.

But Wang Zhi also had his own concerns: he had little experience in taking care of little girls. It was easy to take care of her, but he didn't know where to start with her special needs. He had originally thought of getting along better with the neighbors, and maybe asking someone to help look after the child, but now it seemed that he couldn't rest assured about the neighbors in this courtyard.

Marrying a wife is naturally the best solution, but the scars on his face have not healed yet, so he will make plans after they heal.

"Brother, look, there is a scrap collection station ahead."

Wang Zhi looked back in the direction Xue Qing pointed, and saw the words "Scrap Collection Station" clearly written on the doorplate. Wang Zhi's eyes lit up, and he secretly admired Xue Qing's cleverness, who recognized these words in such a short time.

He knocked on the window of the reception room and asked the old man inside, "Hello, sir. Is Stationmaster Hou here?"

#### Preface

The security guard glared at the young man. Wang Kun and his girlfriend Xiaoyu were standing in front of him.

"Young man, what do you want to do with Stationmaster Zhang?" the old man asked casually, but his eyes were sharp.

Wang Kun handed over the cigarettes and the letter of introduction signed by Director Wang. "This is a letter of introduction from the district office. I want to buy some furniture."

The old man ignored the letter and just took the cigarette. Then he pointed to a small room not far away and said, "That's Stationmaster Zhang's office. Go in by yourself."

Wang Kun led Xiao Yu into the room and introduced himself to Stationmaster Zhang who was sitting behind the desk: "Stationmaster, I'm Wang Kun. I'm newly assigned here and need to buy some furniture. This is the letter of introduction written by Director Wang himself."

Stationmaster Zhang took the letter and looked at Wang Kun curiously after reading it: "Director Wang just told Yi Mingshan to sell the old furniture at home a few days ago. Why are you here to buy some again?"

Wang Kun frowned slightly when he heard this. He thought the furniture was sold to people who really needed it, but he never thought it would end up in a waste recycling station.

"Stationmaster Zhang, there is a misunderstanding here. The furniture in Yard 40 was not sold under Director Wang's instruction. She was totally unaware of it. When she accompanied me to the newly assigned residence yesterday, she realized that the furniture had been disposed of."

Stationmaster Zhang frowned upon hearing this, as if he thought this question was serious: "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely sure, you can go and ask Director Wang directly." Wang Kun answered firmly.

Stationmaster Zhang said nothing more and asked, "Do you want to buy back these old furniture or choose new ones?"

It was still uncertain whether the old furniture could be used again, and Wang Kun really didn't want to spend money on useless things: "Can I take a look at the situation first?"

Stationmaster Zhang understood his idea. Young people naturally did not want to use old items. "Don't look at them. Those furniture need to be repaired before they can be used. If you have the budget, you might as well buy some new ones."

Is there any need to choose? Wang Kun nodded without hesitation: "Of course, buy new ones."

In view of Director Wang's relationship, Station Master Zhang personally took Wang Kun to the waste recycling station. Wang Kun originally thought it was a place full of shabby things, but after actually walking in, he found that many things were just old, not completely broken.

### Trading starts

The station has almost become a large second-hand market, with many items being well preserved and showing almost no signs of use.

Wang Kun's eyes were immediately attracted by a pile of furniture in the corner of the warehouse, especially the exquisite red sandalwood beds. He knew that red sandalwood has always symbolized nobility in Chinese history, and only the royal family could use it during the Ming and Qing dynasties. Now that these treasures are here, how can he miss them?

"Stationmaster, I think these furnitures are nice, can I buy them?"

Stationmaster Zhang took a look and said, "The quality is indeed good, but they are heavy and expensive. Are you sure you can afford it?"

For Wang Kun, these treasures are worth it even if it means losing everything he has: "I just got out of the army and have some savings. Since I came across them, of course I have to buy them all."

Stationmaster Zhang stopped trying to stop them upon seeing this, but considering that Wang Kun could not move the furniture by himself, he helped find eight temporary workers and three vehicles to transport the furniture back to the courtyard.

Along the way, Wang Kun was generous and paid each person 50 cents for wages and 50 cents for the car as well.

When they arrived at the courtyard, everyone had already finished their work for the day and gathered around to ask why Wang Kun bought such expensive furniture. Wang Kun ignored their speculation and moved the furniture into the house.

At this time, the neighbor Lao Zhao was fiddling with his second-hand bicycle at the door. Seeing Wang Kun come in without saying hello, he dropped his tools and went back to the house with an unhappy look on his face.

Wang Kun stopped at the door and carefully checked the door lock. The door that was originally locked had obviously been pried open and the lock stolen. Now he understood the whole story. It must have been revenge by Yi Mingshan and others.

Although he could solve the problem himself, he wanted to take this opportunity to teach these people how to deal with it correctly. So, Wang Kun dialed 110 in front of everyone.

This sudden action surprised everyone. The residents of the courtyard had never seen anyone take the initiative to call the police, so this experience left a deep impression on them.

Li Lei stood outside the door and waved to several uncles, saying, "Wait a moment, uncles. I clearly locked the door when I left this morning, but now the lock is missing. I guess someone broke into the house and stole something. I'll give you 50 cents. Please help me watch the door while I call the police."

Several uncles were moved by Li Lei's generosity and were willing to wait for a while. However, Li Lei did not notice that his actions attracted the attention of his neighbor Aunt Zhao San.

Aunt Zhao rushed back home and shouted to her husband, "Old man, something terrible has happened!"

"What's the big deal? What are you yelling about?" The old man disagreed.

"Li Lei is going to call the police!" Aunt Zhao said anxiously.

“Why did he call the police?”

"Do you remember how Bangzhu pried open Li Lei's door this morning and entered his house? Now that Li Lei has discovered that his house has been robbed, of course he has to call the police!"

When the old man heard this, he immediately jumped up from the sofa, ran to the door at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, and stopped Li Lei who was about to go out.

"Li Lei, don't be anxious. You can't call the police!"

"Uncle Zhao, why can't you call the police?"

When the old man heard the word "Uncle Zhao", he felt uncomfortable and quickly corrected Li Lei: "Don't call me Uncle Zhao. You are new here and may not understand. The three of us have the final say in our yard. You are not allowed to call the police."

Li Lei was so confused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He wanted to go to the neighborhood committee to complain about these uncles again. He felt that these people were quite experienced in handling trivial matters, but when it came to important matters, they were afraid that they would be unable to handle them.

Li Lei suddenly remembered that these people in the courtyard would never dare to go against Yi Zhonglin and others. Since Old Man Zhao obviously wanted to stop him, let him try.

"Well, if you can handle it, then give it a try. If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, I'll have no choice but to call the police."

When Old Man Zhao saw that Li Lei agreed, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to find Yi Zhonglin to report the situation.

"Old Yi, something big happened! Li Lei's house was robbed."

"Great! Come on, Lao Zhao, let's go to my house for a drink in the evening and celebrate. Then call Lao Liu, let Xiaohua cook, and ask Cuiping to buy some delicious food." Yi Zhonglin said excitedly, clapping his hands.

"Old Yi, you are so straightforward. To be honest, I haven't had a drink in a long time." When Zhao Sandie heard the taste of the wine, he forgot his original intention for a moment.

"Don't come home until you're drunk tonight! By the way, what's the matter with you coming to see me?"

"Li Lei is going to call the police!" Only then did Zhao Sandie remember his important business.

"How can this be possible? Why didn't you tell us about such a serious matter earlier? If you call the police, how will people view our yard? Why didn't you stop him?"

Zhao Sandie blinked and thought to himself that they were treating each other just fine, why did they suddenly become so hostile?

"I stopped it and am waiting for you to deal with it now."

After hearing what Zhao Sandie said, Yi Zhonglin breathed a sigh of relief. "Since he's stopped, that's good. As for how to deal with it... let him wait, we'll talk after we finish drinking."

However, Zhao Sandie was not blinded by the alcohol this time and continued, "No, if we don't go, Li Lei will definitely call the police."

Hearing this, Yi Zhonglin's face instantly turned ugly and he had to stand up and prepare to deal with it.

Qin Huaimei had already noticed the noise in the house and was waiting at the door to ask what happened.

Seeing that Qin Huaimei and Zhang Xiaohua were both present, Zhao Sandie had to change the subject: "Qin Huaimei, tell Lao Yi about this. I'll go to the back to find Lao Liu."

Qin Huaimei looked confused, "Uncle Zhao, what's going on?"

Yi Zhonglin didn't understand either: "Did Lao Zhao make a mistake? He said that Li Lei's house was robbed and he was going to call the police."

When Zhang Xiaohua heard that they were going to call the police, she immediately stopped monitoring Qin Huaimei, hurried back to the house and told Bangzhu not to go out for the time being.

Qin Huaimei didn't know the thief was her own son, but she still supported the rules of the courtyard: "Uncle Zhao, this won't do. Calling the police will affect the reputation of our courtyard."

"Yes! This Li Lei is too ignorant. We have to go and explain the rules to him." Yi Zhonglin said as he walked towards the central courtyard.

However, just as he arrived at the gate of the middle court, Yi Zhonglin suddenly stopped, thinking of the experience of being slapped by Li Lei yesterday, and did not dare to step forward alone. Liu Haizhong was also unwilling to step forward, fearing that Li Lei would attack him.

Zhao Sandie was getting impatient and kept urging Liu Haizhong. "If we call the police today, it will affect the reputation of the Siheyuan. The Siheyuan will not be rated as a civilized courtyard and will not receive any rewards."

"Why don't you explain the situation clearly?" Liu Haizhong finally couldn't help but ask.

"Let's talk as we go. This morning, the rod pry

Lin Zhongyang couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. In the past, Li Dazhong always ran in the front at this time. But this time, Li Dazhong actually backed out, which was simply intolerable.

Zhao Qiang had noticed Lin Zhongyang and Shen Yuting standing at the gate of the compound, but he didn't see Chen Bogui, so he didn't say much. Now that Chen Bogui has come, Zhao Qiang is no longer willing to wait.