I messed up the Siheyuan

After confirming that his daughter had entered her room, An Youdao immediately picked up the phone next to him and dialed.

"Hey! ... Connect me to the Sijiucheng Steel Mill."

"The Sijiucheng Steel Mill! I'm looking for the head of the security department - Chen Qiang!"

"Hey! ..., is that Qiangzi?"

"I am An Youdao!"

This sound was almost a roar, and it almost scared Chen Qiang on the other end of the phone to death.

"Hello, Chief. I am Chen Qiang. Please give me your instructions!"

"Let me ask you..." An Youdao said angrily, "Today, in the guard room of your steel mill, were you the one who introduced Xiao Ran to that Wang... Wang Ping?"

"Yes, Chief." Chen Qiang on the other end of the phone replied carefully: "Xiao Ran called me and asked me to stop Wang Ping at the gate.

She..., she seemed to want to follow Wang Ping to handle the matter of Wang Ping's family changing houses.

If there is anything wrong with this matter, please criticize me, Chief!"

"I don't criticize shit!"

"Go home and ask your wife about this matter. Let her tell you whether you did the right thing or not."

"Oh, right! Xiao An broke his leg when he was doing some work with Wang Ping. He may have to stay at home to recuperate for a few days."

"Please ask for leave from the factory for her!"

After saying this, An Youdao hung up the phone with a thump.

"Old An..." Lu Minghui complained, "Why don't you ask Qiangzi about it? That Wang Ping?"

"Why are you asking about him?"

"Oh my!... How can you be so cruel as a father?" Lu Minghui accused: "Didn't you notice...? Our Xiaojie treats that boy a little differently?

Let’s not worry about this matter for now, what will happen in the future?

But if we find out more about the young man's situation first, won't we be able to have a better idea of ​​what's going on?"

"This..." An Youdao pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly, "Okay! I'll find someone tomorrow to find out about that kid's situation."

"What do you mean tomorrow?" Lu Minghui asked in confusion, "Why don't you just give Qiangzi another call?"

"How much can he, a security chief, know about others? Even if he knows, it's only one-sided." An Youdao waved his hand, "Okay, don't worry about it. I promise to investigate the guy thoroughly..."

......

Before, when Wang Ping took An Ran away from the courtyard, Yan Fugui was lying on the window of his house, watching secretly.

After seeing the two people leave, he began to frown and think.

After a moment, perhaps he thought of something, and he chuckled with a smug look on his face.

At this time, the second aunt, who was wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen outside the house, walked in.

When she saw Yan Fugui's expression, she came over, patted him, and said, "Boss, what are you thinking about?"

"What are you thinking about? Hehe..." Yan Fugui smiled proudly again, "I!... found a good marriage for our eldest son."

"Marriage?" The second aunt was stunned for a moment, then asked curiously, "Master, what kind of marriage? Which girl?"

"Here!" Yan Fugui pointed towards the gate, "The couple who just left?"

"Uh!...You mean...? The girl in Hirako's house?"

"Yeah!" Yan Fugui nodded, "That girl is not only good-looking, but also has a good family background!

"Take this bicycle for example!" He pointed at the lady's bicycle parked under the window of Wang Ping's house and said, "This is a new bicycle!

I just checked, it shouldn't have been riding for long.

Moreover, what she was wearing was also unusual.

Oh! By the way...the girl was wearing a ladies watch!

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! ...

If she marries into our family...hehe...all these things will belong to us."

"Master, you are daydreaming." The second eldest said disdainfully: "If the girl can follow Pingzi home, she must be Pingzi's girlfriend!"

"No!..." Yan Fugui shook his head, "I asked Pingzi.

This girl also works in the steel rolling mill.

Two people went out to do some work together, and when they were nearby, the girl accidentally fell down.

Pingzi brought the man home and treated his wounds.

Oh! ...By the way...

Pingzi also seemed to say that this girl was an executive at a steel rolling mill.

hey-hey...

This is even better.

If our Xie Cheng marries her, maybe he can use her connections to get a job in the steel mill!"

"Ah!... If that's the case, that would be great." Second Auntie also became excited, "Boss, what do you want to do about this?"

"Hmm!" Yan Fugui pondered for a moment and said, "We are now...

I don’t know what the girl’s name is, nor do I know where she lives?

So this matter...still has to be done through Pingzi.

Hmm! ...Just wait!

When Pingzi comes back, I'll have a chat with him...

Oh! ...I'll help the girl wipe the bicycle first.

I looked at the car just now, and it was covered with a lot of dust!

In the future, if that girl marries into our family, the car will belong to us.

Don’t dare to spoil such a good thing.”

So, when Wang Ping returned to the courtyard, he found Yan Fugui carefully wiping Anran's bicycle.

Moreover, the car was originally parked under the window of his house.

But now, Yan Fugui pushed him to their door.

This made Wang Ping a little confused!

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Oh!... Pingzi is back... Have you sent the girl back?" Yan Fugui asked with a smile.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Wang Ping asked again.

"This bike is really nice!" Yan Fugui put down the rag in his hand, with a look of envy and admiration on his face, "I guess!... This bike has only been ridden for a few days.

Look...

The burrs on the wheels haven't been smoothed out yet?"

Wang Ping frowned: What does this old man mean? Is he deaf? Or is he pretending to be confused?

"Uncle, let me ask you again..." Wang Ping said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Oh!... I saw that the girl's car was covered with a lot of dust." Yan Fugui said casually: "I just wiped it off for her."

"I..." Wang Ping almost couldn't hold his breath.

However, although Yan Fugui moved the bicycle without permission, the other person had good intentions, so he couldn't say anything.

After Wang Ping parked his bicycle, he walked to the door of Yan's house again, "Okay! Uncle, let me thank you on behalf of the owner of the bicycle." As he said this, he was about to push the bicycle away.

As a result, he was stopped by Yan Fugui.

"Pingzi, don't worry about pushing the cart..." He said with a smile: "Who knows!... This cart will be parked in front of our house in the future."

"What?" Wang Ping was stunned. "Uncle, please explain clearly. What do you mean by...?"

Will this car be parked outside your house from now on?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Fugui just laughed and did not directly answer Wang Ping's question.

Instead he started rambling on.

"Pingzi!...Where's your brother Jie Cheng!...He's already 22 years old, so he's not young anymore."

"As a father... I have always been thinking... that I must quickly find a marriage for him..."

These words made Wang Ping frown slightly: I'm a 17-year-old boy, and I'm not a matchmaker, why are you telling me these?

"Uncle, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't beat around the bush."

"It's getting late, and I have to go back to cook!"