Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

The next day.

After taking a shower, Zhao Xiyan saw Zhang Youyi standing in front of the table with her head down, and a middle-aged couple sitting on the stool.

When the two heard the noise, they turned around and happened to see Zhao Xiyan.

"Mr. Zhang, no wonder your daughter is so bewitched by him. Zhao Xiyan has a good-looking face." Zhang's mother chuckled.

"Go to hell, is this the time to talk about this?" Zhang Benqing glared at her and waved to Zhao Xiyan, "Boy, come here..."

"Eh."

Zhao Xiyan walked up to him obediently.

"sit."

Zhang Benqing pointed to the stool.

"uncle and auntie……"

Zhao Xiyan called out politely before sitting on the stool.

"Xiao Zhao, how many people are there in your family? What unit do you work in now?" Zhang's mother asked with a smile.

"Well."

Zhao Xiyan looked at Zhang Youyi in surprise.

Zhang Youyi blinked helplessly. She wanted to explain the situation to her parents, but Zhang Benqing and his wife simply refused to listen. Besides, no one in the yard would say that Zhao Xiyan was a cadre, right?

"What are you looking at her for? Do you want her to answer for you?" Zhang Benqing snorted coldly.

"That's not the case."

Zhao Xiyan took out a cigarette and handed it over.

China?

The corners of Zhang Benqing's mouth twitched slightly.

The cigarette box is very new, most likely it has been newly opened, and the cigarettes are not damp, most likely they are smoked daily.

What is this guy's background?

"Xiao Zhao..."

Zhang's mother shouted.

Zhao Xiyan got angry with Zhang Benqing, then he said seriously, "Uncle and aunt, I work at a steel mill, and I used to be the head of the Propaganda Department..."

"cadre?"

Zhang Benqing was stunned at first, then flew into a rage, "How old are you? You've become the head of the propaganda department of the steel mill? Can you become a full-time official at your age?"

"Ahem...Deputy Director."

Zhao Xiyan coughed twice.

"Deputy director? Then aren't you at the same level as my old Zhang?" Zhang's mother widened her eyes.

"That's not the case either."

Zhao Xiyan said helplessly, "I did some things and offended some people... Now, I was seconded by the Nanluoguxiang Subdistrict Office."

"You are such a fool."

Zhang Benqing scolded, "What rank is a subdistrict office director? At most, he is a section-level cadre. Some subdistrict office directors are even deputy section-level cadres. It's better for him to rest at home than to be seconded."

"Can I bargain with the organization?" Zhao Xiyan said quietly.

"you……"

Zhang Benqing was almost choked to death by this sentence.

"Old Zhang, please speak politely. You have been in the business for most of your life and you are only a deputy director. How old is Xiao Zhao? Don't act like an elder."

Mother Zhang rolled her eyes at him and then smiled, "But... Xiao Zhao, your uncle is right. This secondment is not suitable for you. If you go back, it's still unclear whether there will be a position for you."

"I am currently the deputy director of the Nanluoguxiang Subdistrict Office, at the section level, and the deputy editor-in-chief of the Workers' Daily, at the deputy division level..." Zhao Xiyan said with a wry smile, "I came to the Subdistrict Office on secondment because Director Zhang and I are friends. When I first came to Sijiucheng, she helped me a lot, so I agreed to let her be the deputy director."

"To be honest with you, uncle and aunt, even if I don't go to work, I won't starve to death with the salary from the Workers' Newspaper."

"Double pay?"

Zhang Benqing and Zhang's mother were both stunned.

"What do you mean by double pay?"

Zhang Youyi was unconvinced and said, "The Workers' Daily was originally founded by Zhao Xiyan... If he had not been allowed to leave, he would now be the editor-in-chief and president."

"It's none of your business. Shut up." Zhang Benqing glared, "How old is he... He's the editor-in-chief of the Workers' Daily now. I don't know how many people are watching him. What do you know?"

"Humph."

Zhang Youyi smacked her lips and said nothing more.

Indeed, she didn't understand the affairs of officialdom.

After all, she is just a small clerk in the supply and marketing cooperative.

"I heard that you were married once?" Zhang's mother looked at Zhao Xiyan and said, "Can you tell me what happened?"

"People in our courtyard wanted to force me to divorce my ex-wife, but they never found a chance... Later, when I was given a leave of absence, they informed my father-in-law that I was fired and asked my eldest brother-in-law to take over the position."

Zhao Xiyan lit a cigarette and said calmly, "To be honest with you, I want to remarry my ex-wife."

"hiss."

An Xin and others who had been eavesdropping took a deep breath.

Is this guy crazy? He said he wanted to remarry his ex-wife in front of his current girlfriend?

Qin Huairu's face was full of smiles. This little rascal was a man with a conscience.

"Then why don't you remarry?"

Zhang Benqing's expression eased slightly.

"My ex-father-in-law's family is targeting me every day. My brothers-in-law now have jobs and want to get regular jobs. They also want to renovate their house... all of this costs money."

Zhao Xiyan shook his head and said, "So the matter between me and my ex-wife has been delayed again and again. As for Youyi and I, it can be said that it was a coincidence that we met."

"Director Zhao, to be honest, I have been spoiled by us since I was young. Before liberation, your uncle was already a cadre, but he has been unlucky in recent years, which is why he has not made any progress."

Zhang's mother said sternly, "You are a person with your own ideas. I believe you can handle the relationship with your ex-wife. I only have one request, that my Youyi should not be wronged."

"I can guarantee you this." Zhao Xiyan said seriously.

"As for the betrothal gift, I'll give you double the amount you give me..." Zhang's mother said with a smile, "There are only two of us, your uncle and I, so we don't need much money. When you have a child, send it to me and I'll take care of it for you."

"Why are we talking about this?"

Zhang Benqing said unhappily, "The matter has not been concluded yet, and I have not agreed yet."

"Okay, then you decide." Zhang's mother said helplessly.

"Zhao Xiyan, we live in Xicheng, and Zhang Youyi's workplace is also in the supply and marketing cooperative over there. You have to find her a job." Zhang Benqing said in a deep voice, "After all, her workplace is too far away... This is not right."

"I can try this. The steel mill or the street office will do. Even the Workers' Daily will do..." Zhao Xiyan turned his head and looked at Zhang Youyi. "Where do you want to go?"

"I want to go to the steel mill, but I don't want to go to the workshop." Zhang Youyi said in a soft voice.

"What? Are you still picky?" Zhang Benqing said with a straight face, "Working anywhere is a job. How can you be so picky?"

"I don't want you to transfer me."

Zhang Youyi said dissatisfiedly, "How many people have you offended over the years? Don't you know it? You want to transfer my job... our director won't even give you face."

"Zhang Youyi, how can you talk like that?" Zhang's mother scolded, "You have grown wings now, you can fly, right? Believe it or not, I will beat you in front of your father..."

"No, I won't talk anymore."

Zhang Youyi immediately lowered her head.

Even though her father is fierce, he has never touched her since she was a child.

But my mother is different. She really dares to hit herself.