The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

After get off work in the afternoon, Liu Minghui was still thinking on his way back to the courtyard that when he was free, he would go to Hong Kong Island to talk to Lou Zhenhua.

Like this time, the matter was reported to the higher-ups without even discussing it with him, which put Liu Minghui in a passive position.

"Hey, uncle, what are you doing here? Why don't you come in?"

When I arrived at the gate of the courtyard, I saw Liu Haizhong wandering around the gate, walking back and forth with his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, Liu Minghui became very curious and asked.

Liu Haizhong raised his head when he heard him shout, and saw a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

Liu Haizhong has it really difficult. Today, Yi Zhonghai was promoted to level eight fitter, but he failed.

Originally, Liu Haizhong was planning to take the seventh-level blacksmith exam, so that he wouldn't lose face, but things never go as planned.

When Liu Haizhong was operating, he didn't know if it was because he had been idle during this period, but he actually messed it up accidentally, and finally he could only regretfully fail the assessment.

When Liu Haizhong saw that it was Liu Minghui, he responded with a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "Nothing, just strolling around. Haha, you should go in quickly. I see your wife has returned from get off work."

Liu Haizhong didn't want to chat with Liu Minghui for fear of being asked about the specific details of the assessment, so he could only signal Liu Minghui to go back quickly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Minghui looked at Liu Haizhong with a hint of sarcasm and said, "Uncle, isn't it just that you failed the assessment? Is it really necessary that you dare not even enter the courtyard gate?"

What Liu Haizhong didn't know was that his assessment results had already been known, and Liu Minghui was teasing him like this at this time.

Liu Haizhong looked a little ashamed when he heard this.

There was no way. Before the test, Liu Haizhong had made a big fuss about it, as if he had a sure hand on the test result. But now he had failed. How could Liu Haizhong, who had always been so proud, accept this?

"No, I'm just thinking about something here. Failing the test is not a big deal. I can just take it next time. I'm sure I'll pass it."

Liu Haizhong looked like he had given up. Since the truth had already been revealed, he didn't hide it and said directly to Liu Minghui, "Don't underestimate Lao Yi, he's only a level 8 worker. I can take over, too. After all, Lao Yi is a few years older than me."

"Yes, I am not defeated. I will defeat him sooner or later."

Liu Minghui looked at Liu Haizhong, who had gone from a depressed look to full of fighting spirit in just a few words, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Liu Minghui felt that Liu Haizhong was dreaming. Apart from other things, Yi Zhonghai didn't have so many thoughts. As for Liu Haizhong's desire to become an official, if he had applied it to work, he might have caught up long ago.

However, Liu Minghui didn't want to discourage him. Instead, he showed an expression of approval and said, "I support you, try to pass the level 8 exam directly next time."

As soon as the words came out, Liu Haizhong smiled broadly, patted Liu Minghui's shoulder and said, "Not bad, you understand me. I have always thought so. Lao Yi is not much better than me. If he can do it, so can I."

Liu Haizhong, who was originally in a bad mood, was convinced by Liu Minghui's few words. He was no longer afraid of meeting people asking questions and turned around and walked towards the yard.

"Going home for dinner."

Liu Haizhong strode inside, leaving Liu Minghui alone here.

Seeing this, Liu Minghui smiled helplessly and said, "Tsk tsk, it's only level eight. It's good enough to reach level seven."

After all, in Liu Minghui's memory, Liu Haizhong also thought that in the end he was just a seventh-level blacksmith and was firmly suppressed by Yi Zhonghai.

...

In the Intermediate Courtyard, Yi Zhonghai was chatting with a few people in high spirits. These were all workers from the steel rolling mill. They all knew that Yi Zhonghai was now an eighth-level fitter, so of course they came over to curry his favor.

Apart from anything else, if you encounter something you don’t understand, you might be able to ask Yi Zhonghai for some technical guidance.

"Uncle, you're back. How was the assessment today?"

Just at this moment, a woman in the yard saw Liu Haizhong coming in from outside and asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, everyone, except those who worked in the steel rolling mill and had seen Liu Haizhong's assessment, pricked up their ears and listened.

Liu Haizhong had just given himself a boost, and his fighting spirit was still high. When asked about this, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and replied with a look of regret: "Alas, I failed. I can only try harder next time."

"I see. We thought you passed the test just like Master Yi."

The person who just spoke said with a little regret.

"Yes, yes, if it passes, maybe we can have two good meals. Now it seems that we only need one."

Another woman said regretfully.

Yi Zhonghai just told them that he would set up a few tables in the yard on the weekend and invite everyone in the yard to have fun.

Liu Haizhong's breath stagnated when he heard this, and he couldn't help but look at Yi Zhonghai not far away. He saw that Yi Zhonghai was talking to someone with a smile on his face.

This sounded an alarm bell in Liu Haizhong's heart. In his opinion, Yi Zhonghai was coveting his position as the eldest uncle and trying to win people's hearts.

Liu Haizhong couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. Although Yi Zhonghai's reputation had been damaged before, he had only lost some face. Having been the boss for more than ten years, Yi Zhonghai's prestige in the courtyard was unmatched by others. If Yi Zhonghai really made up his mind to fight for the position of boss again, Liu Haizhong couldn't say what would happen.

Thinking about this, Liu Haizhong walked up to Yi Zhonghai and said to him with a forced smile, "Congratulations, Old Yi, you have been promoted to level eight fitter. Are you going to treat us this weekend?"

Yi Zhonghai was talking to someone else. When Liu Haizhong said this, he turned around, looked at Liu Haizhong and said politely, "Yes, this is a happy event. I plan to pay some money and let everyone be happy."

"Old Liu, you can't be absent. It's been a long time since the three of us drank together. We must drink to our heart's content."

Yi Zhonghai became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke. Liu Haizhong was right. Yi Zhonghai really intended to compete for the position of uncle. However, he did not intend to be the first uncle. Instead, he set his sights on Liu Minghui's position as the third uncle.

After Yi Zhonghai's observation, it was found that Liu Minghui didn't care about the affairs of the courtyard at all. In addition, it was troublesome for Liu Minghui to manage the central courtyard because he lived in the front courtyard. He planned to use this reason to compete for the position of the third uncle.

So we have to win over Liu Haizhong. After all, with Liu Haizhong's support, this matter will be much easier to handle.

Yi Zhonghai planned to find a time to talk to Liu Minghui, and he believed that Liu Minghui would understand him.

Yan Bugui, who was standing by, also smiled and said, "Yes, it has been a long time since the three of us drank together. I think this is a good opportunity. It just so happens that there has been no happy event in the hospital for a long time."

Yan Bugui was serious about the banquet, so he was very active and wanted to help Yi Zhonghai get everything ready.