Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

"Zhu Zi, I support you. If anyone embarrasses you in the future, just come to me."

"Okay, Mr. Liu, you go ahead and do your work. I'll be back first~"

"Wait, I have two bottles of good wine here. Your aunt doesn't let me drink recently. You can take them so that I don't lose control."

The good wine that Mr. Liu mentioned is definitely good wine.

"Mr. Liu, I won't be polite then."

He Yuzhu didn't expect that he would have an unexpected surprise during this trip. So should he report his work to Mr. Liu more often in the future?

With the order signed by Mr. Liu, any transaction between any unit and the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill must be a direct transaction, and triangular debts are not allowed to be used as collateral.

A single stone can cause a thousand ripples. Many people have been jumping up and down for a long time, just to force He Yuzhu to compromise. Some of them even bought a lot of cheap triangular bonds from other places at low prices and are using these cheap triangular bonds to short-sell and make money.

Otherwise, why did they use up so many favors? Now, a piece of notice has turned these triangular debts in their hands into a pile of waste paper, but it is almost the same.

"Damn it, you said you were going to make a fortune, but you spent so much money and only got such a bunch of rags of paper. It hurts my butt to go to the toilet."

The young man who was called a bald man by the middle-aged men also had cold sweat on his head. He had instigated the eldest master Baihu to come to the capital just to have some soup. Now, he had never expected that the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill would be so stubborn and unyielding.

"Mr. Bai, do you think that factory director surnamed He has lost his mind? This steel mill is not his own. He is doing us a favor. Can we ignore his benefits?"

Young Master Bai also felt that the factory director was sick. Which factory director is not busy making money nowadays? If the factory is out of money, just ask your superiors and cry about being poor, and there will be money. What a stubborn person.

The bald man's brain also works quickly.

"Mr. Bai, what do you think if we give some money to the factory director surnamed He? Are we not being polite enough?"

When Baihu heard this, he felt that what Laizi said made sense. Isn't that what his own father did? He was righteous and upright during the day, but he was very lazy at night. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such a comfortable life, and his mother wouldn't have allowed his aunt and her to sleep on each side at night, while his father slept in the middle.

"Laizi, I've also thought of that. You've followed me for so many years and it's not in vain. Your brain has become much more flexible. I guess others haven't thought of this yet. Go and find out where the factory manager surnamed He goes to and from get off work, and we'll stop him."

Laizi said with disdain in his heart: "If you weren't a fool who is easy to fool, I wouldn't follow you. After all, all your girlfriends were given to you by me after I used them. You, a fool, haven't realized that it's a good thing to spend your money to sleep with your girls."

"Mr. Bai, you are the smartest person in Shanghai. I will go right away, but this person needs to be taken care of. Please see."

Baihu took out a few big black tens and handed them to Laizi, saying, "Laizi, if you get the job done, I will give you a reward."

Laizi kept saying that he would do this job beautifully.

It was easy to find out He Yuzhu's whereabouts. After all, not everyone could refuse the two dollars for asking directions given by Laizi. Only Young Master Bai thought that asking for directions would cost dozens of dollars.

In order to show that he had put a lot of effort into getting this done, Laizi strolled around the city for a while before slowly walking back.

Along the way, Laizi was still savoring the feeling he had just had.

He said with a proud look on his face: "I don't have any other skills, but I have a good nose for hidden doors. Not only did I spend only fifty cents, but I got it done in a row. I feel good."

I also bought some big buns for Bai Shazi, each costing three yuan. How could such a grown-up young master eat buns that cost only a few cents each?

Baihu, who had been hungry for the whole afternoon, felt unhappy instantly when he saw Laizi bringing him a few broken buns.

"You bastard, you're just giving me this to eat???"

"Mr. Bai, don't underestimate these buns. They are the famous Goubuli food that someone brought back from Tianjin. They cost three yuan each. I think only you, Mr. Bai, are worthy of eating such authentic buns."

Sure enough, Baihu was happy when he heard it.

"Laizi, you are right. Only someone of my status is worthy of eating such delicious buns."

After saying that, he started to eat voraciously without caring about his image.

After eating, he did not forget to say: "Laizi, these three yuan buns are delicious, but there is not enough meat. Tomorrow you tell that person that I will pay five yuan a piece, and you ask him to put more meat."

When Laizi heard that the boss would agree if he added a few cents, he thought that he would make a small fortune.

So he struck while the iron was hot and complained for ten minutes about how hard he had worked and how far he had run. Then he said with lingering fear:

"Mr. Bai, I almost broke my legs running. I finally found out the route of the factory director surnamed He."

When Baihu heard this, he became excited and kept praising Laizi for his excellent work. He promised to reward him greatly after the task was completed.

The next day.

Baihu and Laizi got up early in the morning before dawn. They squatted on the roadside where He Yuzhu had to pass on his way to and from get off work, waiting for him.

How could Bai Shao, who had been living a life of luxury since childhood, have never suffered such a great suffering? He was thinking that after the matter was done, he would ask Laizi to find a secret door for him to vent his anger.

He Yuzhu, who was "trained" by Lou Xiaoe last night, is taking a nap with his eyes closed in the back row.

"crunch~"

"Xiao Li, what's going on?"

"Brother Zhuzi, there is someone blocking the road ahead~"

He Yuzhu's first reaction was that he had run into a reckless outlaw. Why was he so excited that he immediately pulled out his gun?

"Comrade, the person in the car is Director He, right? I'm from Shanghai and would like to make friends with Director He. Here is my letter of introduction." Baihu imitated his father and said.

Xiao Li also took it and took a quick look at it before saying, "Brother Zhuzi, there is no problem with the letter of introduction."

"Bring it to me and take a look."

He Yuzhu took a look and found it was a letter of introduction from Shanghai No. 1 Machinery Factory, and the man's surname was Bai. He Yuzhu had been familiar with these large state-owned factories, and it turned out to be a second-generation boss.

So I got off the car.

Baihu didn't expect that the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill was such a big factory, but the factory director was actually younger than him.

"Director He, I want to do business with you. This is a little token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

He Yuzhu thought to himself, this guy couldn't be a fool, why did he block him so early in the morning just to give him a gift?

When I took a quick look, I realized that I had spent a lot of money. There must be at least 30,000 big black coins in this bag.

The driver, Xiao Li, was also struggling with whether he should report the incident. He was very conflicted.

"I wonder what business Comrade Bai wants to do with me?"

When Baihu heard this, he thought there was hope.