Siheyuan: Since 51

Sarcasm is a way of showing off one's power.

Ke Yuehan and the other two realized that it was futile to continue to argue, so they soon decided to leave.

Lin Zhiyuan sat firmly on the sofa, not even bothering to put down his crossed legs.

Seeing this, Pan Fei went to send it off as a representative.

Feeling that the few people had gone far away, Lin Zhiyuan walked straight to the desk and looked through the documents.

It is impossible to launch thousands of large factories all at once.

There are many factors to consider, some first and some later, some south and some north.

Pan Fei has been busy in the past two months and has led people to sort things out.

Page after page, if I found anything unreasonable, I would mark it with a pen and make annotations.

After much effort, the light industry is expected to take off soon, so Lin Zhiyuan is naturally extremely serious.

About half an hour later, Pan Fei returned.

He tidied the coffee table and made another cup of tea for Lin Zhiyuan.

"Director Lin, is it appropriate to fight hard?"

"Why is it inappropriate? I was almost killed. Isn't it appropriate to be angry?"

Lin Zhiyuan said casually, raised his head, looked at Pan Fei, and asked again.

"I wanted to act in a play, but who knew there would be an unexpected gain. What does this mean?"

Pan Fei immediately chuckled, "It means we can make a lot of money again."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh and shook his head slightly, "Stupid, it means I can control them."

……

However, John Ke and the other two left the Special Economics Bureau and returned to the Mao Bear Museum together without any hesitation.

Entering the door, Chilvo was indignant.

Damn Lin Zhiyuan, is there something wrong with him?

There are three of us, why are you picking on me?

If you can't hit the big one, then hit the furry bear. Is that human language?

Do you have any shame?

……

He muttered a few times, glared, and said viciously: "Ke John, I need a perfect explanation. Lin Zhiyuan is a bastard, why do you still give him political achievements?"

Lucian shook his head slightly, his tone very gentle.

"Chilvo, don't be impatient. I think John Ke did nothing wrong. If it were you, and you were set up and almost lost, would you be angry?"

John Ke walked to the window, looked at the street view, and added leisurely.

"Yes, if Lin Zhiyuan is calm, we should reflect on whether he is extremely cunning or Rabbit has some other plan."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Now, the facts have proved that Lin Zhiyuan is still young and inexperienced, and Rabbit has no vision for development. Isn't this good news?"

Chilvo stroked his beard and frowned in thought.

After a long time, I seemed to have figured it out, but I was still unhappy.

"That makes sense, but seeing his arrogant look, I was very angry."

Lucian smiled and advised patiently.

"That's totally unnecessary. We can give him a small favor, win over a key figure, and help him complete our plan. No matter how you look at it, we can make money. Angry? No, on the contrary, we should be happy."

John Ke slowly turned around and sat down on the sofa.

"Since he has a stain, he is eager for political achievements, so let's satisfy him. We don't ask him to be grateful to us. As long as he has no ill will towards us, he is our non-staff member."

As he spoke, the conversation changed.

"Let's talk about it. What kind of political achievements will help the plan and appease him?"

Chilvo raised his eyebrows and blurted out, "Of course it's building materials."

Lucian curled his lips, somewhat speechless, and immediately refuted.

"Are you delivering political achievements or making money? If it were you, what would you do?"

Chilvo laughed awkwardly, "The light industry has been completely covered, so the only thing left is heavy industry. If the materials are not good, you can't give us the equipment, right?"

Hearing this, John Ke raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flashed, and he asked with a smile.

"Why not? How about cement equipment? Even if it develops, it won't hurt."

……

Lin Zhiyuan didn't know that the three kind-hearted people were preparing to give him cement to seal his heart, and were negotiating further with Pan Fei about the allocation of the factory.

Until the moonlight paved the ground, it was finally done.

Lin Zhiyuan stretched and shook his stiff neck.

"That's basically it. You can go back and make arrangements and go into more detail. There's no rush for this. Once you get the gifts they sent, contact the Light Industry Bureau."

"clear."

Leaving the Special Economic Bureau, he walked leisurely towards the west.

Passing by Chen's house.

I could faintly hear shouting and cursing, and when I listened carefully, it seemed to be the voice of the brigade commander.

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but frown and went forward to knock on the door.

Soon, Mrs. Chen opened the door.

"Zhiyuan, it's you, come in quickly."

Lin Zhiyuan lowered his voice and asked, "Why does it sound like Uncle Chen is cursing?"

"Well, he's cleaning up the dick."

"Chen Jian, what did he do?"

As they were talking, the two of them walked into the yard.

The sound coming from the west wing was clearer.

"Stand still for me. You've graduated from high school, are you having fun?"

"You are a bunch of people who have nothing to do. You hang out every day. You have made me lose face."

……

Mrs. Chen looked helpless and nodded her chin towards the west wing.

Lin Zhiyuan nodded in response, walked straight forward, and shouted through the door.

"Hey, hey, someone is being naughty at home!"

In less than three seconds, the door was opened and the brigade commander's face turned pale.

"You little brat, if you have anything to say, come in and say it."

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and crouched down to go in.

With a bang, the door was closed again.

Inside the house, Chen Jian leaned against the wall, standing straight, but his face was full of dissatisfaction.

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Tell me, Chen Jian, what did you do again?"

Chen Jian stiffened his neck and said nothing.

The brigade commander returned to the table and sat down, sneering, "He's been missing all day, so he must be up to no good."

Lin Zhiyuan turned around, winked at the brigade commander, and then curled his lips.

"Uncle Chen, I have to say a few words on behalf of Chen Jian. How can you be so arbitrary? You should at least understand the situation, right?"

"Humph, he should talk about it." The brigade commander slammed the table and said angrily, "I've been asking him for a long time, but he can't say a word."

"Then you must be asking in the wrong way. Look at me."

After responding with a smile, Lin Zhiyuan turned around and asked again.

"Okay, if you don't agree, just say it. If you don't say it yourself, you won't be scolded unfairly."

Chen Jian took a long breath, snorted, and then spoke, his tone mixed with grievance.

"My classmates and I are exercising. I want to join the army."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, puzzled, "Just join the army, why hide it?"

"I'm going to the South, where I can make achievements."

The brigade commander said unhappily, "You're still going to the South. You'll just be a soldier there. What merit can you achieve?"

Lin Zhiyuan followed Chen Jian's thoughts, explaining openly and advising him secretly.

"Go to military school for a few years first, then join the army. Look at Zhihao, isn't that the case? Only when you have your own abilities can you benefit the army, otherwise you will be a burden..."

After speaking patiently, he looked at Chen Jian who was thinking and waved his hand.

"Go ahead, go back and think about it carefully. We can talk again in a few days. If you are worried about Uncle Chen, you can call me over to speak for you."

Chen Jian glanced at the brigade commander, saw that there was no objection, nodded, and strode out of the room.

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Chen Jian's back, put away his smile, closed the door, walked forward and sat opposite the brigade commander.

"Uncle Chen, tell me, what's going on? I don't believe you would get so angry for no reason."