Siheyuan: Since 51

After a sleepless night, the old man's anger subsided.

It is a bit far-fetched to say that it was the master who advised and Lin Zhiyuan played a supporting role.

Winter is coming, the wind is rising and the clouds are rolling, and snow is bound to fall all over the sky.

The snow falls mercilessly, without distinguishing between good and evil.

How could the old man not understand?

But understanding does not mean being able to accept it.

Acceptance does not mean giving up.

It is not possible to defeat the strong with the weak; it is necessary to deliver a thundering blow point by point.

……

The next day, it was bright and clear.

After having breakfast at his teacher's house, Lin Zhiyuan walked out of the red wall and came to the Special Economic Bureau.

As soon as I stepped through the gate, I ran into Sun Ping'an.

"Hey, Brother Zhiyuan, why are you here so early?"

Lin Zhiyuan took a glance and couldn't help but chuckle.

"You're still talking about me. Look at your appearance. How long have you been here?"

Sun Ping'an raised his right hand, pinching his index finger with his thumb, leaving a slight gap.

"Not long, just a little earlier than you. Brother Zepeng was attacked, and I'm worried that someone might harm the unit. Come here early and show people around so that you can feel at ease."

As he spoke, he showed concern and asked, "By the way, is Brother Zepeng okay?"

"My arm is slightly injured, but it's not a big deal."

Lin Zhiyuan responded, narrowed his eyes slightly, and patted Sun Ping'an on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, someone will give him an explanation."

……

office.

Lin Zhiyuan made himself a cup of tea, smoked a cigarette, leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Before I knew it, I fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I was covered with a down coat and lying on the sofa.

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously and he slowly sat up.

Because I slept with my arm pressed down, I felt numbness and soreness in my right arm.

I subconsciously clenched my fists to relieve the pressure, and heard voices of conversation in my ears.

"Secretary Wan, our Forestry Bureau has been under a lot of pressure recently. We are taking a break after finishing work. Please sit for a moment. I will go in and take a look."

It was Pan Fei's voice. Lin Zhiyuan quickly put on his shoes, stood up and walked out.

"Secretary Pan, don't worry, let's wait."

Another voice came, strange and deep.

……

When I opened the door, I saw Pan Fei preparing to push the door open.

After looking over, I saw a middle-aged man and a young man who had just sat down on the sofa in the living room.

The middle-aged man was about fifty years old, thin, with thick eyebrows and wearing a pair of glasses.

The young man was a little fat and had a respectful attitude, sitting only one-third of his buttocks.

"Director Lin, are you awake?"

Pan Fei exclaimed in surprise, then turned sideways to gesture.

"Let me introduce you. This is the secretary of the Jinmen Wanxing Division, and next to him is the secretary Dai Jun."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded slightly and hurried forward.

"Secretary Wan, Secretary Dai, I'm sorry, I stayed up all night last night and accidentally fell asleep just now."

At the same time, Wan Xingshi and Dai Jun also stood up.

The two sides shook hands and Master Wan Xing smiled heartily.

"It's okay. It's all for work. It's also my fault for not informing them in advance."

"You're welcome. Come on, let's go into the office and talk."

……

office.

Sit down and exchange greetings.

After Pan Fei served the tea, Master Wan Xing signaled Dai Jun to leave as well, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Master Wan Xing sighed, looking depressed.

"Comrade Liang Zepeng was attacked on his way back from inspecting the down jacket factory. I deeply apologize for this and feel a little ashamed!"

Lin Zhiyuan didn't know much about Master Wan Xing and just laughed it off.

"Secretary Wan, this is not your business, don't worry about it."

Master Wan Xing shook his head again, "I didn't do my job well, otherwise this wouldn't have happened."

Then he looked at Lin Zhiyuan and said, "Don't worry, I will investigate this matter thoroughly. I will not show any leniency to the criminals. I will give an explanation to Comrade Liang Zepeng and the Special Economics Bureau."

Lin Zhiyuan was still brief and direct, "Then thank you for your help."

Master Wan Xing hesitated for a moment and lowered his posture again.

"Director Lin, please don't relocate the factory. This affects the livelihoods of tens of thousands of people..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but frown and raised his hand to stop him.

"No, Secretary Xingshi, who told you that the down jacket factory is going to move? Let's not talk about whether this matter is related to the down jacket factory. Even if it is related to the livelihoods of tens of thousands of people, as you said, we will not act rashly..."

After listening patiently, Master Wan Xing frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he suddenly smiled and said, "I've made a fool of myself by showing you this. I'm afraid someone is trying to deceive me."

……

Next, no business talk, just small talk.

After lunch, Wan Xingshi and Dai Jun said goodbye and left.

Lin Zhiyuan sat in the office, secretly complaining.

It's unreasonable to ask for forgiveness by carrying a thorn stick on your back.

Beyond the words, it seems like someone is interfering.

Whether it's acting or fact.

I’m afraid the earlier prediction was correct and there is a story behind Zepeng’s attack.

Being involved in internal strife and encountering unexpected disasters?

The parasite was causing trouble and was caught red-handed?

Not simple!

……

Pan Fei made tea, put today's newspapers on the desk, and stood quietly opposite Xu Damao.

A few minutes later, Lin Zhiyuan came back to his senses and asked casually.

"Xiao Pan, Solovikov and Lucian, what time is the appointment?"

Pan Fei knew by heart that there were visitors coming, and blurted out, "Three o'clock."

Lin Zhiyuan picked up the People's Daily and nodded.

"Well, there's still more than an hour left. If you have something to say, just tell me. If not, I'll read the newspaper for a while."

"Yes."

Pan Fei took out a small notebook and began to report.

"Ze Peng was attacked just after leaving the city. He is still in Jinmen Hospital. The problem is not serious. He applied to come back."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

"Just stay in Tianjin. Someone will give him an explanation. What's the point of coming back? To put pressure on him, or to fight to the death?"

Pan Fei chuckled and helped explain, "Well, he's thinking about the inspection plan."

Liang Zepeng reported to Lin Zhiyuan before leaving.

A sudden attack on Tianjin caught the Red Star Down Jacket Factory off guard.

Next, as the end of the year is approaching, the factories below will probably relax. Only by going west to Guisui to visit the cashmere factory can we understand the real situation.

I have to say, it’s a good plan.

It’s a pity that no one expected that they would get injured before achieving success.

Lin Zhiyuan did not explain too much and his tone was firm.

"Tell him that there is no rush for the plan, and that he should stay in Tianjin to rest and calm the others down."

"Ok."

Pan Fei liked Liang Zepeng's pragmatic style very much. He wanted to plead for him, but he endured it.

"Hao Deqing called and wanted to meet with you again. I followed your instructions and declined the offer, saying that I was busy recently. He said he wanted to continue the cooperation. If gold is not okay, is copper mine okay?"

Lin Zhiyuan lit a cigarette and remembered that his family was short of copper, which was not a problem.

"Okay, let's make an appointment. Let's go in three to five days and take some time to sit down!"

……

three o'clock.

Solovikov and Lucian came together.

Greetings, making tea, and smoking cigarettes.

The two were obviously in a good mood, especially Solovikov, who had a big grin on his face.

"Mr. Davari, you don't look very well. Work hard and take care of your health."

Lucian followed suit, "Yes, health is more important. There is no end to the work."

Lin Zhiyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and just smiled.

"Well, I had something urgent to do last night and didn't sleep all night. Let's be quick. I need to rest after we finish talking."