Siheyuan: This is really immoral

Xu Damao's incident was just a small episode. You know, even if he wanted to find out whether Xiaoyu was pregnant, he would have to wait at least two or three months!

This period of time may seem fleeting to others, but to the anxious Xu Damao, every minute and every second seemed extremely long. He would be restless all day, with various possible outcomes constantly appearing in his mind. Sometimes he was looking forward to good news, and sometimes he was worried about what accidents might happen.

Lin Zhuang naturally lived his "ordinary" life, and this incident never caused any waves in his life.

In the blink of an eye, it was time to load the aid goods. Ye Qiangguo called me over for a talk early in the morning.

After arriving at this place, Lin Zhuang was surprised to find that everyone seemed to be spinning like a top, all immersed in their work, busy as hell. When he walked past these people, he saw that almost everyone was holding a thick stack of documents in their hands.

In stark contrast to later times, these documents were not streamlined, nor were they optimized with advanced technologies such as computers to store information. Each stack of documents was like a heavy book, weighing heavily on people’s hands.

Lin Zhuang knew very well that for such a department, the closer it got to the end of the year, the greater the intensity and pressure of work would be. After all, the year was coming to an end, and various affairs needed to be summarized, sorted out and filed.

However, the more serious situation is that it is a disaster year, which undoubtedly adds a lot of extra burdens and challenges to the already heavy workload.

Lin Zhuang came to Ye Qiangguo's office. After entering, he carefully looked at his face and said, "Uncle, have you had a good rest recently?"

"Your medical skills are really good! That sleeping pill is very useful. It's not like the one I got from other doctors before. The smell was a bit unpleasant..." Ye Qiangguo gave him a thumbs up and praised him generously. After Lin Zhuang sat down, he started to talk about business: "The forces supporting Xia on the other side of the sea have contributed a little bit of strength. Among them... a force named Lou on Hong Kong Island has made a great contribution."

Lin Zhuang naturally understood the meaning of Ye Qiangguo's words. After all, his uncle knew that the Lou family had gone out.

Moreover, given his uncle's status, there was no need to single out the family for discussion. The point of singled them out now was nothing more than a roundabout way of telling Lin Zhuang:

The Lou family you care about is doing well now and is able to make large donations.

"That's great... Although they are not in the country, they are definitely concerned about the motherland." Ye Qiangguo did not say it clearly, so Lin Zhuang would naturally not be so stupid as to ask further questions.

Speaking of Lou Bancheng, his talent in the field of business is undoubtedly unquestionable. He has had many conversations with the other party, and time and again, in a subtle and clever way, he has talked about many business skills and those exquisite little tricks from later generations.

These skills and methods shine with the light of wisdom like bright stars. Some of the unique marketing techniques even made the knowledgeable Lou Bancheng applaud and marvel at them.

Because of this, he had no doubt that the other party would be able to take root and grow steadily after going to Hong Kong Island. He firmly believed that with the valuable experience and strategies he taught him, coupled with his own outstanding talents and hard work, he would be able to shine in the more free stage of Hong Kong Island, where competition was fierce.

The two chatted for a while, and Lin Zhuang asked, "Uncle, the medicinal wine will be ready tomorrow. Can we go to your house to have a couple of drinks tomorrow night?"

liquor?!!

Ye Qiangguo suddenly became interested, and the tiredness in his eyes was swept away. He said with some excitement in his tone: "The medicinal wine is ready? What are you waiting for? Tonight..."

At this moment, Ye Qiangguo, who was talking nonstop, suddenly became as limp as an eggplant hit by frost. His originally high spirits instantly fell to the bottom.

It turned out that he suddenly remembered that he had to attend a very important meeting later. The meeting was scheduled very tightly and he had no idea when it would end.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiangguo couldn't help but frown and sighed.

However, not long after, he took a deep breath, and the gloom on his face quickly dissipated, replaced by a look of determination.

Never mind, never mind, let’s do it tomorrow. It’s only one day away anyway.

Having made up his mind, Ye Qiangguo regained his spirits, turned his head to look at Lin Zhuang beside him, and solemnly reminded him: "Then let's make it tomorrow, you must not forget this matter! !"

Lin Zhuang smiled and nodded, and then just chatted for a few words... before being kicked out by Ye Qiangguo. Yes, that's right, he was kicked out.

After discussing today's matters, and learning the pleasant surprise of being able to drink tomorrow, Ye Qiangguo immediately sent Lin Zhuang away, saying he had to be busy with work.

Lin Zhuang also walked out with a little helplessness, then after a little thought, he went to Wen Lian's house.

When Lin Zhuang arrived at Wen Lian's house, he exchanged a few pleasantries and then walked into Wen Lian's small room, saying that he needed to rest for a while.

At this moment, Wen Lian couldn't help feeling a little worried. She was afraid that Lin Zhuang would be disturbed during his rest, so she quickly told her younger brother Wen Yong to stay in the living room honestly and never enter the room to disturb Lin Zhuang's rest.

She looked at Wen Yong seriously, with an unquestionable look in her eyes, and Wen Yong nodded obediently, indicating that he would definitely listen to his sister's instructions and would not act naughty.

Just like that, Wen Lian felt relieved and gently closed the door, allowing Lin Zhuang to rest peacefully inside.

Lin Zhuang handed the meat he had taken out of the space in advance to Wen Lian, entered the room, lay on the bed, and then entered the system space.

"Brother Tongzi! I want to choose the supplies to donate!" After getting the confirmed news from Ye Qiangguo, Brother Tongzi asked him to choose and confirm the supplies, but he had delayed it until now.

"Ding! Please choose!!"

Lin Zhuang had already made a decision on the amount of supplies needed, and he had calculated the specific amount long before he took office as section chief.

Without much hesitation, he said to the system: "380,000 kilograms of flour and rice each, exchange for 200 pairs of king pigs, no piglets this time."

"Ding! Three hundred and eighty thousand kilograms of flour and rice, and points to exchange for two hundred pairs of breeding pigs. Confirm?"

"confirm."

The system voice stopped asking questions, and that indifferent voice echoed in Lin Zhuang's mind again: "Ding! Donated."

Hearing the system's confirmation, Lin Zhuang's heart instantly calmed down, and then his expression relaxed.

Although it was still morning, Lin Zhuang had no plans to go back to the steel mill.

Although he was promoted to section chief, his main responsibility in the steel rolling mill was still to purchase unplanned materials...On this point, during dinner that day, Director Yang and Deputy Director Li reached a rare consensus.

This is a plus point in their working career. Moreover, just based on the fact that every time they go to a meeting, there are basically a lot more favorable faces in the department. And the most important thing is... Lin Zhuang spending less time in the factory will have many benefits for the two factory directors.

Although Director Yang is not as ambitious as Deputy Director Li, he is not stupid. Naturally, he does not want the Logistics Department to fall completely under the control of Deputy Director Li again.

Deputy Director Li’s purpose is stronger and more obvious.

The first is, if Linzhuang is at the steel mill every day, who will purchase the supplies? Without the unplanned supplies purchased by Linzhuang, how will his wallet stay full?

Second, if Lin Zhuang really started to do a good job as a section chief, wouldn't he have wasted his efforts to support a deputy section chief? Isn't this just trying hard to find a good subordinate for Lin Zhuang? ?

His original purpose of supporting a deputy section chief was that since he could no longer touch the position of section chief, he could not ignore the logistics department, so the main purpose of this deputy section chief was to undermine Linzhuang.

Of course, the power behind Linzhuang is so huge that he seems to be at ease in handling various affairs, but even so, he will never do things without any room for maneuver and extremely decisive. Because he knows that too much is as bad as too little, if he really pushes things into a desperate situation, it may eventually lead to unpredictable consequences. Therefore, he just carefully adopts some strategies and means to try as much as possible to find out where Linzhuang can bear the bottom line. Only by accurately grasping the opponent's bottom line can he have a clear mind in the subsequent confrontation and better control the situation.

Lin Zhuang was not unaware of this, but he was happy with it.

It was enough for him to be a section chief. Wouldn't it be tiring to go to the steel mill every day? How could he be free now?

How high an official position is considered high?

Have you not seen Director Qi? ?

He wasn't someone who wanted to climb up the system. He had no interest in the position of factory director. His uncle had asked about it before, and he could easily be transferred to the Materials Management Bureau.

But these are unrealistic...

Because he cannot escape from the plot of the Siheyuan for the time being.

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In a blink of an eye, after Lin Zhuang neatly handled all matters related to the donated materials, he gently closed the door and walked out of Wen Lian's warm little room with brisk steps.

Wen Lian had just finished her busy housework, with a few beads of sweat on her forehead, but she didn't care to take a break. Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window and the time not yet for dinner, Wen Lian decided not to rush to cook. So, she turned and walked into the kitchen, and skillfully began to prepare the ingredients for lunch.

When everything was arranged, she slowly walked to the center of the living room and sat down gently, her eyes fixed on the door. Time passed by minute by minute, and finally, the door of the small room was slowly pushed open.

She stood up almost impatiently, rushed to Lin Zhuang in two steps, then opened her arms and hugged him tightly, buried her head in Lin Zhuang's shoulders, and asked softly with a gentle and concerned voice: "Why did you say you wanted to rest as soon as you came back today... Are you too tired? Or did you encounter any troubles?"

Lin Zhuang felt her warm embrace and caring words, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked her back, then she lowered her head to look into his eyes and replied with a smile: "It's not that serious, it's just that I encountered some really weird things last night and didn't get enough rest. But it's okay, you should be able to recover after a little rest."

After hearing Lin Zhuang say that he was fine, Wen Lian's heart finally settled down. She nodded like a docile little rabbit, indicating that she believed in what Lin Zhuang said, and she was very sensible and stopped asking questions.

Deep in Wen Lian's heart, Lin Zhuang had already become the omnipotent man, as if there was nothing in the world that could stump him.

No matter how complicated the situation or how difficult the problem was, Lin Zhuang could always easily turn danger into safety, showing amazing wisdom and ability. Therefore, she did not doubt Lin Zhuang's words at all, because in her opinion, a powerful person like Lin Zhuang would definitely not be stumped.

In the heart of this little girl, Lin Zhuang is the person who can hold up the sky in front of her weak body. In her cognition, Lin Zhuang is already the most powerful person.

After lying in Lin Zhuang's arms for a while, she suddenly woke up, raised her head and asked, "Did you eat this morning? If not, I'll make it for you now."

"have eaten."

He started to develop the habit of eating breakfast after he went to college in his previous life.

There was no way. When he was in school, I didn’t know if it was the school that was crazy or the major he chose, but he had to get up at 8 a.m. five days a week!!

Moreover, the mornings are almost full of classes, or there is a break in the middle. If he doesn't eat breakfast and has to endure the whole morning, he probably won't survive a semester... Of course, despite this, there are still people he admires a lot. A buddy in the dormitory next to his class, for the sake of his goddess, gets up at 7:20, rain or shine, washes up, and buys breakfast for two.

In the morning, he would pull up his pants, brush his teeth, run to the cafeteria to buy buns and soy milk, and then walk towards the classroom leisurely... As for the bell, probably only freshmen cared about it.

Of course, the bell for the end of get out of class is something I’ve cared about for four years.

Later, when he went to work, he went from a junior cowherd to a junior cowherd and then to an intermediate cowherd before he traveled through time. How could he have the iron will to endure the torture without eating breakfast?