Siheyuan's opening rejection of the elderly care group

Li Huaide's office,

He Yuzhu knocked on the door and put the information in his hand on his desk. He found that Li Huaide looked a little sad.

"Director, why do you look so worried?" He Yuzhu asked curiously.

"Aren't they the experts in our factory? They are all old but still working so hard. I'm afraid if something happens to them, I won't be able to explain to my superiors. I want to give them some nutritional supplements, but I don't have anything. Isn't this worrying?"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. What do you want from me?" Li Huaide asked, picking up the documents on the table.

"Director, these are the factories where Team Leader Wang used to be in charge of purchasing. You need to sort them out."

"After all, we have captured Team Leader Wang. Those who have contact with him may not be innocent either. We are just worried that they will not cooperate in the future for fear of danger."

Li Huaide picked up the list in his hand and took a look at it. "It's okay, Zhuzi, I will contact their factory manager later. If they can continue to supply us, we will use them. If not, I will contact other units."

"You have to work hard too. I'll support you from behind. But if you have nothing else to do, go to other factories and build some relationships. If that doesn't work, show off your cooking skills and treat everyone to a meal."

"Director, I understand and I will definitely not let you down," He Yuzhu nodded. As long as Li Huaide supports him, everything will be easy.

"By the way, I heard that your wife's nephew and Qin Huairu's cousin went on a blind date," Li Huaide suddenly asked about gossip after talking about business.

"They went on a blind date a few days ago and they were attracted to each other," He Yuzhu nodded.

"I don't know how Qin Huairu is doing after returning to her hometown," Li Huaide suddenly sighed.

"Director, are you still thinking about her?" He Yuzhu looked at Li Huaide with a strange expression.

"After all, we have communicated with each other for such a long time. Although I disliked her later, as long as we are married, we will be grateful to each other for a hundred days." Although Li Huaide said this, the expression on his face was very obscene.

Qin Huairu, who was being talked about by the two men, was also being bullied at this time.

Qinjia Village is a small village far away from the city.

The entrance of the village,

"Erzhuzi, how did Qin Huairu become a fool and was driven back from Sijiu City?" a villager asked her companion while looking at Qin Huairu's back.

"How should I know? Although he is a fool, he has a good figure," the villager who answered him had a very obscene expression.

At this time, the third villager came over with a smirk on his face. Looking at Qin Huairu, who had a low intelligence but an outstanding figure, his heart was filled with passion.

"You say that city people are different. Even though they have given birth to children, they are much better than the yellow-faced women in our village."

"Do you think her dead husband died of exhaustion on her belly?" several people said, and they came to Qin Huairu quietly with a look of impatience.

"Qin Huairu, what are you doing?" the man named Erzhuzi said as he reached out and touched Qin Huairu's face.

"Who are you? My mother doesn't allow me to talk to strangers." Although she only has the IQ of a three-year-old, Qin Huairu is not a fool after all, and her speech is relatively clear.

"You have been in the village for such a long time. We are all from the same village. I have some candy here. Do you want to eat it? All you need is for you to let me kiss you," another villager began to seduce Qin Huairu with a lustful look.

When Qin Huairu heard that there was candy to eat, her eyes suddenly lit up. With her current IQ, the only thing she cared about was food and drink. When the villager saw that she did not refuse, he also started to behave himself.

"Stop it! I want to see who dares to bully my daughter." Just as the villager was busy and happy, a loud shout came from behind him.

Qin's father rushed up with a carrying pole in his hand, and the villager who was taking advantage of Qin Huairu was knocked to the ground by the carrying pole before he could answer.

"boom",

After that, the carrying pole continued to hit the villager, leaving him with a black eye and a swollen face.

"If you dare to bully my daughter, I will kill you," Qin Huairu's father cursed while waving a carrying pole.

"Uncle Qin, we were just joking." The beaten villager found an opportunity to stand up and immediately started to run away.

"You are joking, how can you joke like that?" Qin Huairu's father insisted, and when the time was right, he hit him in the lower body with a carrying pole.

The villager, in so much pain, covered his lower body with his hands, knelt on the ground and screamed.

Their fight here also attracted the attention of the villagers, and they all gathered around.

At this moment, Qin Huairu was clapping her hands at the scene in front of her, feeling like she was watching a play. In her mind, she was still thinking about the difficult words that the villager had just said, about having candy.

The person who was beaten and screamed by Qin Huairu's father was Zhang Sanlei, a well-known rogue in the village.

"This is too tragic. What did San Lei do again? His face is covered in blood."

"He was too brutal. He must have been beaten badly," the male villagers felt a chill in their lower body as they watched San Lei kneeling on the ground with his hands covering his genitals with a distorted face. They swallowed their saliva and hid behind.

"Mr. Zhang, see if you dare to bully my daughter again," Qin Huairu's father stopped only after he saw the villagers surrounding them.

"Huairu, don't be afraid, your father is here," Qin Huairu's father comforted his daughter at this time.

"Candy, I want candy. Didn't you say you would give me candy?" Qin Huairu broke free from her father and came to San Lei to ask for candy.

"How dare you lie to my daughter?" Qin's father went up and kicked Zhang Sanlei again, but happened to kick him on the nose, and blood immediately flowed out.

"Uncle Qin, stop," shouted the village chief who had just arrived.

Zhang Sanlei, who was lying on the ground, also recovered at this time. When he saw the man coming, he hurriedly shouted, "Second brother, save me, I am almost beaten to death by him."

"Take all the people to the village committee for resolution. Stop Sanlei's bleeding first. If anyone dares to do it again, I will let the militia lock him up. Everyone else can go away," the village chief was a little angry when he saw Zhang Sanlei's miserable condition.

After saying that, the village chief turned around and walked towards the village committee.

Came to the village committee.

"Uncle Qin, today you have to give me a reasonable explanation as to why you beat San Lei like this,"

The village chief said somewhat unhappily.

When Qin's father saw Zhang Sanlei, who was badly injured, he regretted that he had hit him too hard.

At this time, Qin's mother rushed over and jumped out from the side, "Boss, what's wrong with talking?"

Her man is the pillar of the family. If anything happens to Zhang Sanlei, the sky will fall on her family.

"Village chief, I watched Zhang Sanlei bullying my daughter from afar."

"I beat him with a carrying pole,"

Qin Huairu's father said coldly.

"Village chief, our boss was a bit harsh, but if San Lei hadn't bullied my daughter,

"He couldn't possibly be so harsh."

"Village chief, please show some mercy."

"Erzhuzi, is what he said true? He was at the scene at that time."

The village chief asked with a frown.

"Village Chief, I don't know what's going on either."

"Just now the three of us were chatting with Qin Huairu and just teasing her a few words. I don't know why Uncle Qin suddenly went crazy."

Erzhuzi quickly cleared himself of the charge, otherwise he would be implicated if anyone were to hold him accountable.

He wished he could leave here quickly and not get involved in their affairs.