Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

"Brother Hui, you are talking about Zhu Zhixin, right? This guy is good, so it's settled then."

Seeing that He Yuzhu's attitude did not allow him to be refused, Ren Zhengfei was "forced" to accept it.

"Zhu Zi, I won't pay you for what you arranged. Also, don't even think about using the company's money to buy a car. I'm keeping it for materials."

Seeing Ren Zhengfei looking at him warily, he looked like a typical miser.

"Old Ren, I found you a nearly new Beijing Jeep. As for what car you can ride in the future, it depends on your own ability, Old Ren."

Ren Zhengfei was full of energy now. He urged under the influence of alcohol: "Zhu Zi, you are familiar with Beijing. I will leave the venue and company registration to you."

"Mr. Ren, no problem. Just let me take care of these things. You should think about how to recruit talents."

"Hey~ Zhuzi, I actually found a few like-minded friends. As soon as you find the venue, they will come to help me."

Researchers of this era all have their own aspirations, and this "unswerving" spirit is very admirable. The longer He Yuzhu stays in this era, the more he finds that the people of this era are very "pure".

So he thought silently in his mind that since Mr. Ren was so kind, he could not remain silent and just invest an additional 1.5 million. He had the conditions and would not endure the hardship without any effort.

Father Lou and Lao Cao watched He Yuzhu expand his business. Lao Cao couldn't help but joked, "Old Lou, it seems that your son-in-law is going to surpass you, Lou Bancheng."

"Lao Cao, you sound unhappy when you say that. I am proud to be surpassed by my own son-in-law."

"Zhu Zi, stop talking here. The food is getting cold."

Lou Xiaoe made them another cup of tea and brought it over and said with a smile.

He Yuzhu received the signal and picked up his glass, smiling and jokingly said, "Everyone, let's have a drink together, otherwise, Xiao'e will punish me again tonight."

"Ha~ha~"

Lou Xiao'e blushed after being teased by He Yuzhu, and thought: "Since you like being punished so much, if you can't pay the public grain three times tonight, give it a try."

After the meal, even Ren Zhengfei, who doesn't drink much, had a red face and started talking incoherently, which was quite funny.

Only Meng Xuhui, who had something on his mind, secretly raised fish while drinking. Although he also felt a little "ashamed", he thought about finding an opportunity to make up for it later.

……

In a small western-style building in Shanghai, a group led by Fang Zhouzi were drinking sake and looking depressed.

"Old Fang, have you read the newspaper? The construction of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital in Beijing has started with great fanfare. If our World Anti-Traditional Chinese Medicine Association does not fight back, I am afraid that no one will fund us in the future."

Fang Zhouzi's face was also livid at this time. As a "well-known public intellectual" active in some small newspapers, he has been busy popularizing the origin of chess to some of his "followers" recently. He wants them to understand that Chinese chess originated from "White Elephant Asan".

He just wants to create conflicts and spark discussion among everyone, so that he can become famous and his "views" can be heard on such a big stage.

Unexpectedly, just when he was about to rise, the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was built with great fanfare, which gave him a loud slap in the face.

It would be nothing to say that he is starting work normally, but the key is that the support of a group of bigwigs such as Ji Changwei has shaken many of his "followers" and they no longer donate to the "Zhouzi Technology Foundation" he founded. This is going to directly destroy his foundation.

"Old Wu, you are right. We must fight back, and we must fight back fiercely. We cannot let those Chinese medicine scammers continue to cheat. We must not only be public intellectuals in Shanghai, but also public intellectuals in China and the world."

When Fang Zhouzi, with the cooperation of his right-hand man Lao Wu, was brainwashing a group of people from the World Anti-Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, at this moment in the He family study.

"Zhu Zi, this is the information that my brothers and I have collected over the past few months about Fang Zhouzi and his group. Take a look."

Taking the thick stack of information from Meng Xuhui, he said, "Brother Hui, you have worked hard these past few months. You should take a good rest these few days. If nothing unexpected happens, once the news from Beijing spreads to Shanghai, these people will not give up. Maybe I will have to trouble you to go to Shanghai."

"Zhu Zi, now that you've said that, I'll just treat my return to Shanghai as a visit to my family. I can't wait to do that. If you need me, I can go back tomorrow."

"Brother Hui, don't do that. My sister-in-law will be dissatisfied with me. I'll leave the information here and I'll take a look at it slowly. You can go back first. I think there will be a big battle waiting for you tonight. I've prepared some tiger bone wine for you. I can only help you up to this point."

Meng Xuhui's old face turned red, and without any hesitation, he opened the bottle of tiger bone wine handed to him by He Yuzhu and took a few gulps.

"Zhu Zi, I'll leave first."

Watching Meng Xuhui and his family leave, He Yuzhu said bluntly: "Brother Hui, you are really a master of time control."

"Zhu Zi, what are you mumbling about?"

"Wife, it's okay. I'm going to the study to get something. You go back to the bedroom and wait for me."

Lou Xiaoe smiled gently: "You are sensible."

When he arrived at the study, He Yuzhu also took a few gulps of tiger bone wine and picked up the information brought back by Meng Xuhui. In case he couldn't "satisfy" it in one go later, he would have a reason to shirk responsibility.

Back in the bedroom, looking at Lou Xiaoe, who was wearing a bellyband and black stockings, a combination of Chinese and Western clothing, He Yuzhu felt a heat in his lower abdomen.

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After the fierce battle, Lou Xiaoe was exhausted and didn't even bother to clean up the mess, so he fell into a deep sleep.

He Yuzhu, who had regained his strength, cleaned up both himself and Lou Xiaoe, collecting the "criminal" evidence that should be collected and throwing away the rest.

When he returned to bed, He Yuzhu couldn't fall asleep again. He felt that he was the one who was still addicted.

"Just drink two sips next time. Four is too much."

He Yuzhu shook his head hard to calm himself and his second brother down, then picked up the documents on the bedside table and started looking through them.

Meng Xuhui is indeed a qingbao master. He found out the forces behind several people right away.

Most of Fang Zhouzi and his group have had experience studying abroad in Jiaopenji, so they immediately knew where the roots lay.

"It seems that the foot basin chicken is still determined to destroy Chinese traditional medicine and wants to make a comeback."

The thought of the remarks that Fang Zhouzi made on the Internet in later generations was enough to make He Yuzhu determined to kill him and strangle him in the cradle before he even sets sail.