Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

After Xu Damao had been recuperating in the hospital at public expense for a period of time, although he was no longer as angry as at the beginning, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Every time I think about it, I still feel a dull pain.

He still couldn't figure out what kind of magic potion Li Weijun had given Ma Xuewu that made this old fox change his mind at the last minute and actually do such a stupid thing as stuffing newspapers into the introduction envelope.

And there was that old beast Zhao Kaitai, who issued the letter of introduction against his conscience. It was clearly Xu Damao who stayed up late to show the movie because he was hungry and thirsty, but in the end it all became a wedding dress for Li Weijun.

As a result, the screening assessment, which had been a sure success, ended in complete failure.

No matter how depressed I am, it's not a good idea to lie in the hospital all the time and close my eyes and ears. I still have to go back to the Propaganda Department to listen to the arrangements.

So after completing the discharge procedures, Xu Damao had a makeshift lunch at a fly-in-the-wall restaurant downstairs.

As soon as I finished eating, I rushed to the steel mill, thinking that I could take a nap in my room during the lunch break.

But when I arrived at the lounge, I found that the door of the room was locked from the inside out.

I tried pushing it, but it didn't move at all.

"Strange, why would Li Weijun lock the door in broad daylight when he has nothing to do?"

Xu Damao was about to knock on the door and shout with a puzzled look on his face, but he pricked up his ears and faintly heard a distinctive groan coming from the room.

It was as if she was suppressing something extremely exciting, crying quietly at one moment and laughing quietly at another.

"Is this a hidden beauty in a golden house? There is a woman in the room!"

Who is Xu Damao? He had affairs with so many widows while the movie was playing.

As soon as he heard the catching sound, he instantly understood the situation in the room.

He stopped knocking on the door and smiled, "Li Weijun, Li Weijun, back when we were in Canned Village, that woman Jiang Yingying ruined my chance. Now, I have finally got the evidence against you. I always say that there is no cat that doesn't steal fish. You deserve it!"

After thinking about it, Xu Damao was not in a hurry to interrupt, but just waited outside the door.

He thought that after he was done, he would catch the man red-handed and use him to threaten Li Weijun. If nothing else, it might be possible to make Li Weijun give up being the projectionist voluntarily.

However, Xu Damao learned from his father Xu Fugui that Li Weijun not only worked as a projectionist at the steel rolling mill, but also served as a purchasing agent.

This time he happened to run into him. If the threat was successful, his father Xu Fugui would not have to retire early to leave a position for him.

Although showing movies in a cinema is not exposed to the wind and sun, life is very comfortable.

But there is not much profit to be made in the cinema. Customers take the seats according to the tickets they buy. There is no need to manage you at all. The projectionist is just a tool.

Punching in to work every day is boring, and what’s more important is that there is no way to have private contact with the boss.

The Propaganda Department is different. Except during festivals, there are no fixed working hours at all.

Every now and then, he would secretly give some internal reference films to the factory directors and cadres, which not only helped him to build up his personal connections, but also earned him tips.

Whenever there is a famine, we can go to the countryside to show a few movies, and we will have everything we need to eat...

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Xu Damao's lips. He put his ear against the door with a wicked grin, eavesdropping on the movements in the room.

It was okay at the beginning and I didn’t feel tired yet.

Until a quarter of an hour, a full fifteen minutes had passed.

The eavesdroppers already felt backaches and their muscles were exhausted, but the noise in the room did not stop.

"Could it be that Li Weijun is the reincarnation of a donkey?"

Xu Damao was sweating profusely and muttering something sourly.

It was a scorching hot season, and people were passing by from time to time.

It's not a good thing for Xu Damao to squat at the door and eavesdrop in such a strange posture. If you don't know, you might think that he is angry and has some mental problem.

After thinking for a moment, I decided to wash my face and go to the toilet before coming back and wait and see what happens.

Li Weijun, who was fighting fiercely, smiled when he heard Xu Damao leave the room.

When Xu Damao first arrived, Li Weijun, whose five senses had been significantly enhanced, already knew it.

It was clear what this kid was planning as he squatted at the door.

If the opponent was Liu Lan, he might have really been defeated today.

However, if Xu Wanjun were to use this trick, how would you respond?

Thinking of Xu Damao's stunned look later, Li Weijun smiled and looked at Xu Wanjun, who raised her little face and looked extremely charming.

Pretending to be panicked, he said, "Sister Wanjun, isn't it wrong for us to do this? You are a married woman, and I was sent by the factory to entertain you. If this matter is spread by someone with ulterior motives, then won't we both be in trouble?"

Xu Wanjun, who was squinting her eyes and standing on tiptoe, stroked Li Weijun's face with her hand.

She said nonchalantly, "Hosting? Isn't this a hospitality? I am very satisfied. If anyone talks nonsense, I will tear his mouth to pieces."

Listening to Xu Wanjun's decisive and domineering remarks as a queen, Li Weijun was satisfied.

Nowadays, compared to being able to “have enough food to eat”, no matter how much grievance you suffer, it’s not a big deal.

For someone like Xu Wanjun who is always short of food, it is impossible for her to stop eating so heartily just because of some disturbance.

Not to mention that everyone was resting and no one noticed. Even if someone did notice, who would know that she was the women's secretary of the food factory?

Thinking of this, Xu Wanjun felt much more at ease.

Another quarter of an hour later, Xu Damao, who had washed his face and taken a nap, hurried over and heard that the noise in the room had not subsided.

He finally let go of his worry, as he was afraid that Li Weijun would sneak out while he was away.

Seeing that no one in the room noticed, I continued to do what I was doing.

Xu Damao was unhappy again. Could he really be so cruel?

I was thinking about all sorts of things in my mind when suddenly a loud voice came from inside the room.

"Oh!"

This was followed by some whispering and the sound of clothes being put on.

Realizing that the job might be done, Xu Damao rubbed his hands excitedly and made up his mind to extort money from the customer.

"Damn you Li Weijun, you've finally been caught in a trap today. If I don't torture you till you're skinned alive, I wouldn't be..."

Suddenly, the locked door flew open.

Xu Damao was just impatiently preparing to pounce in like a wolf to catch someone, but he ran head-on into a beautiful woman with short, neat hair, delicate features, a face covered in sweat, who looked heroic, yet a little lazy.

"This is you, sister! Why are you here? It wasn't you just now in the room?"

Xu Wanjun, who had just opened the door and was about to slip out, looked at Xu Damao who was talking incoherently in front of her.

I panicked for a while...

"Xu Damao, aren't you lying in the hospital?"