Siheyuan, my new life

He Daqing took another sip of white wine, and then whispered, "Son, remember this, the world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit. Yi Zhonghai and his men have been bullying the 95th courtyard over the years, and have actually harmed the actual interests of many residents, especially Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui secretly colluded with some residents and drove Xiao Fan, who originally lived in the front yard, away through public voting. Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui are also used to being self-righteous in the 95th courtyard, and they don't use their brains to think about it. Xiao Fan claimed to be an ordinary security guard in the security department of the machinery factory, and these two guys actually believed it. Zhuzi, let me ask you, can an ordinary security guard who has just retired from the army be directly assigned to two ear rooms in our courtyard?"

He Yuzhu sneered disdainfully, "Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui really deserve their bad luck. That Xiao Fan is definitely a cadre, and he must be a cadre above the section chief of a powerful department. It's good enough for an ordinary security guard to be assigned an annex room."

He Daqing nodded with satisfaction. "I only noticed these things after I arrived at the Security Department training base. Xiao Fan is a combat hero who returned from the Northern Dynasty battlefield. He had won military merits, but he chose to retire because of his injuries. He was assigned to the machinery factory security department as a captain, so he was able to be assigned two side rooms at once."

At this point, He Daqing couldn't help but slap his thigh: "Damn, if it wasn't mentioned tonight, I really overlooked it. Li Botao in the front yard must be a section chief in the meat processing factory."

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes at his father and said, "Do you think that everyone is like some people who become canteen directors at the deputy section level and want to hang a sign around their necks, fearing that others would not know about it?"

He Daqing, whose thoughts were exposed by his son, glared at him deliberately: "Do you still want to listen? If you don't want to listen, get out of here and don't delay my meal."

He Yuzhu could only sigh helplessly: "Okay, I won't say anything, please continue."

He Daqing proudly took a sip of Erguotou liquor before continuing, "Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui connected with some residents of No. 95 Siheyuan who worked in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, and convened a general meeting of the whole courtyard to pass an open vote. Yan Bugui wrote an application, requesting that Xiao Fan be driven out of No. 95 Siheyuan. Xiao Fan was not willing to accept this, and the next day he went to the Jiaodaokou Street Office and directly reported the actual situation in No. 95 Siheyuan to the leaders of the Street Office, and at the same time proposed to move out of that Siheyuan. For such a combat hero who had just returned from the battlefield of the Northern Dynasty, he was openly excluded. If the Street Office did not deal with it immediately, Xiao Fan would report it to the higher authorities, and even the leaders of the Street Office would be implicated. So the Street Office called Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, the three managers, over, criticized them severely, and asked them to make a deep self-examination. These three guys returned to No. 90 Courtyard No. 5 never mentioned the criticism they had received, but Xiao Fan was not going to let them and the residents of Courtyard No. 95 off. He found his old leader in the army, who is now the director of the machinery factory, and reported his experience in Courtyard No. 95, Nanluoguxiang. The director directly notified the Jiaodaokou Street Office that in the future, the machinery factory would never recruit residents of No. 95, Nanluoguxiang, otherwise the Jiaodaokou Street Office would no longer have recruitment quotas. From then on, not to mention the recruitment quotas for the machinery factory, even other units would not have a quota for Courtyard No. 95. Someone in our courtyard went to the street office to ask why people in other courtyards and miscellaneous courtyards were arranged to work, but there was no job for Courtyard No. 95. Finally, after learning the reason from the street office, all the residents who had connections tried their best to move out of Courtyard No. 95, and there were many more who didn’t know the real reason at all.”

He Daqing picked up the cigarette on the Eight Immortals Table, lit it and took a puff: "Zhu Zi, if you were a resident and found out that your child was deliberately not given a job by the Street Office because of what Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui did, what would you think?"

He Yuzhu said disdainfully: "Those with better tempers can only curse Yi Zhonghai behind his back. Anyway, Yan Bugui is already in prison. If you meet someone with a particularly bad temper, it would be strange if they don't put Yi Zhonghai in a sack. Anyway, no matter which kind of person it is, I guess they hate Yi Zhonghai, this damned man, in their hearts."

He Daqing smiled smugly and said, "Yes, first they were implicated by Yi Zhonghai and his gang, and it was hard for the children of the residents of No. 95 Siheyuan to get jobs from the street office. Then, because of the scandal that Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family had recently caused, our Siheyuan has a bad reputation now, and some families' search for partners for their children has been affected. The matchmakers on the street have said that they will not do business with No. 95 Siheyuan in the future. Under such circumstances, do you think these residents will report all the shitty things that Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family have done over the years to the leaders of the street office and the police station? If that happens, not only Yi Zhonghai, but also the Jia family will suffer."

He Yuzhu frowned: "You've been talking for a long time, but you still haven't said why the second and third uncles are so proactive this time?"

He Daqing lowered his voice, "First, they really can't stand Yi Zhonghai's behavior, and they all hate Jia Zhang and the Jia family; second, they all have children aged 17 or 18, and they have to get married and start a family in the next few years. If the reputation of No. 95 Siheyuan is still not good, it will affect their children's lifelong events; third, it's a work issue. I promised them that I would report to Secretary Lin's mother, Secretary Zhou of our Jiaodaokou Street Office, at an appropriate opportunity about the actual situation of our Siheyuan. I hope that in the future, we can treat other Siheyuans nearby equally in terms of job arrangements. Most importantly, I promised to give them one of the two job quotas that Deputy Director Li of the Steel Rolling Mill gave me. Do you understand?"

He Yuzhu curled his lips after hearing this: "No matter what, you are all just thinking about yourselves, right?"

He Daqing glared at his son and said, "Are you willing to work hard every day, and then go home to hear Jia Zhang's screams and howls in the courtyard? Are you willing to listen to Yi Zhonghai's nonsense? Besides, I don't plan to take a penny from those two places. After all, we are different now. Don't ruin your reputation for a thousand or eight hundred yuan."