Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

Because of Sha Zhu's movement, He Daqing, who had finally had a rest today, also left the room.

Seeing his son delivering coal to He Daqing, he was not angry, but felt a little relieved that his son was not that stupid.

"Old He, it's so early in the morning, why don't you sleep a little longer? You just got married and are in love with your wife."

"Why are you staring at her?" He Daqing asked puzzledly.

"Nonsense, of course I want you to get your wife pregnant as soon as possible." He Daqing said obscenely.

He Daqing rolled his eyes when he heard that and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"He Daqing, I think you are scared to death?" Seeing that He Daqing was too lazy to pay attention to him, He Daqing continued to tease.

"Haha, whatever you say, just say whatever you want, I don't care about you!" He Daqing said with a sneer.

"Old He, you're not shy, are you?" He Daqing suddenly asked seriously.

"I'm shy? If you have the guts, just come and try!" He Daqing answered without hesitation.

He Daqing was slightly surprised when he saw He Daqing's calm expression.

"This guy has changed so much. In just a few days, he has gone from being a wimp to being fearless.

It seems like I have hit a wall this time." He Daqing said secretly.

"Forget it, just bear with it for now. Lao He, just wait and see. One day, you will realize that having a wife is not such a good thing."

Thinking of this, He Daqing gave a lewd smile and started pushing the cart away.

He Daqing looked at He Daqing's back and snorted coldly.

"You deserve to be single!" He Daqing spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground.

He Daqing sat in the room for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong with his body, so he got on his bike and went to haul coal. Now was the time when the price of coal was not so expensive.

"Hey, why is this kid riding so slowly?" Just when he was halfway there, He Daqing discovered that he was falling behind.

He Daqing thought about it and slowed down, waiting for He Daqing to catch up.

After a while, He Daqing finally caught up.

"Hehe, Old He, you can't run away." He Daqing said with a grin while pedaling his bicycle.

He Daqing looked at He Daqing's smug look and snorted with disdain.

"Old He, you have become an eighth-level worker, and I haven't congratulated you yet!" He Daqing said with an envious expression on his face.

He Daqing was very proud after hearing this, and said with a slight smile: "Thank you, it's nothing, I'm already an eighth-level worker, I may become a senior technician in the future."

"What? You thought of senior technician?" He Daqing's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at He Daqing in shock, unable to believe that He Daqing said this.

He Daqing glanced at He Daqing and said proudly: "Yes, what's wrong?"

He Daqing looked envious and jealous. He stamped his feet fiercely and muttered, "Damn it! I have worked so hard these past few months and have not gained anything. And you, you son of a bitch, have actually been promoted!"

Looking at He Daqing's angry eyes, He Daqing felt even more proud.

"Haha, He Daqing, I don't think you'll be able to surpass me in this life!" He Daqing said.

"Hmph, what are you so proud of? I just don't believe it. It's just a promotion, isn't it?" He Daqing said angrily.

"Haha, then you just wait patiently. I'm leaving first. Bye!" He Daqing laughed and rode away on his bike.

"Damn it, I'm so pissed off." He Daqing cursed angrily.

After He Daqing went to haul coal a few times, he turned on the radio he had just bought and there happened to be a storytelling program.

"This program is very good and worth listening to." He Daqing said to himself.

After dinner, He Daqing took two bottles of Red Star Erguotou and left the house.

"He Daqing, drinking so late?" Qin Huairu asked in surprise when she saw He Daqing coming out with two bottles of wine.

"Well, my friend asked me to go out for a drink. You go to bed first and don't wait for me. I'll be back soon!" He Daqing said.

Qin Huairu looked at the wine in her husband's hand, nodded, turned and walked into the bedroom.

He Daqing walked out of the courtyard, turned the corner, and saw the jeep parked there.

"Brother, what do you want from me so late at night?" He Daqing came to the jeep, opened the door and got in.

As soon as He Daqing got on the car, he smelled a pungent smell of cigarettes.

In addition to the driver, there was a young woman in the car.

She is not ugly, but she has a kind of vixen-like charm.

"Hey, brother Daqing is here. Come, have a cigarette to relieve your fatigue!" The girl handed a cigarette to He Daqing and said with a charming smile.

"I've quit, sister-in-law. I think it's better for you to quit smoking." He Daqing politely declined her cigarette.

"Tsk, quitting smoking is so troublesome. I'm not a heavy smoker." The girl pouted.

"Sister-in-law, can we change the subject?" He Daqing said.

Seeing that He Daqing didn't seem to welcome her, the girl stopped talking.

The car sped along the road for some distance and then stopped in front of a building.

"Brother Daqing, this is it. The environment here is quiet and suitable for discussing private matters." The man pointed to a three-story Western-style building in front.

"Okay!" He Daqing nodded, locked the car, and then walked into the small western-style building with the man.

"Boss, you're back!"

As soon as He Daqing stepped through the gate, he met a young man who greeted him with a smile.

"Xiaohu, long time no see!" He Daqing also smiled.

This young man is called Chen Hu and he is Director Yang’s secretary.

"By the way, where is your boss?" He Daqing asked.

"Oh, the boss is in the study on the second floor." Chen Hu said.

"Okay, I'll go up first." After He Daqing said this, he went straight to the second floor.

"Brother Daqing, I'll go down first." Chen Hu shouted behind He Daqing.

Arriving on the second floor, He Daqing knocked on the door.

A moment later, the door was opened, and a gentle man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a goatee stuck his head out and looked at He Daqing.

"Brother Zhou, you are here?" the gentleman said with a smile.

"Director Yang!" He Daqing said with a smile.

It turns out that this gentleman is called Yang Hao.

"Please come in, the old man is talking about you." Yang Hao invited He Daqing in with a smile.

"Haha, my dad is in a good mood today." He Daqing said with a smile.

As soon as He Daqing sat down, he saw Yang Hao take out a bag of tea from under the counter, then make a pot of tea and bring him a glass of water.

"The old man has been in a particularly good mood these days. He was even talking about you last night." Yang Hao said as he poured tea.

"Is Director Yang's illness really cured?" He Daqing asked in surprise.

"Haha, thanks to your Ganoderma lucidum, there is hope that my disease will be cured." Yang Hao said with a smile.

"The old man said that if you send some more, he will transfer me to Beijing to be his bodyguard." Yang Hao said.

"That's great. I'll ask someone in the south to buy more tomorrow." He Daqing said excitedly.

"Okay, this is what you promised, don't forget it." Yang Hao said with a smile.

The two chatted idly, and soon He Daqing felt bored.

"Where is the old man?" He Daqing suddenly asked.

"He's practicing calligraphy upstairs. I'll go and inform him for you." After saying this, Yang Hao stood up and walked towards the study on the second floor.