Siheyuan: I am reborn as a good person He Yuzhu

In the afternoon.

He Yuzhu is concentrating on writing his thesis at home and is about to finish it. Chen Xueru is on vacation at home today.

Wearing a cheongsam, she turned on the phonograph and danced alone. The phonograph was playing the famous song "Song Girl at the End of the World" by Zhou Xuan, the singer of the Republic of China.

Both Chen Xueru and He Yuzhu love this song very much.

The reason why He Yuzhu likes this song is not only because it sounds pleasant to the ears, but more importantly, when he hears this song, his proficiency system will issue a notification sound: "[Vocal Level 6: /100 million][Vocal +1][Vocal +1][Vocal +1][……]"

Although He Yuzhu seldom sang actively, he could not have been bad at music with the help of the proficiency system in college.

I looked at the system page: "[Music Theory Level 5: /10]" Facing these skills,

He Yuzhu thought that he could still use his skills in this day and age. In the future, with these skills, he might be able to participate in talent shows and other activities. "Let's go."

"Uncle Guan is waiting for us in the tavern."

After a while, He Yuzhu and Chen Xueru went to the tavern together.

Chen Xueru followed him in and saw several people sitting at a nearby table talking. He Yuzhu recognized Zhou Daqiang and Uncle Guan at a glance.

When he saw Uncle Guan, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. It seemed that an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.

He looks very much like He Yuzhu's biological father.

If you don't look closely, it seems that there is no difference between the two.

However, if you look closely, you can tell many subtle differences. Seeing this face, He Yuzhu couldn't help but feel angry.

This also made him feel a little relieved - when he was about to trick the antiques out of these people, the guilt in his heart seemed to fade a little.

"He Yuzhu."

Zhou Daqiang stood up immediately after seeing He Yuzhu. The people around him also realized that today's protagonist had arrived, and many of them automatically moved aside. One person even made room for He Yuzhu. He sat down.

"Are you He Yuzhu?"

"I heard that you own a Ru porcelain bowl from the Song Dynasty?" "Is that true?" Mr. Guan asked directly.

He seemed extremely excited. But at this time, He Yuzhu did not respond.

He just took out a small bag from his coat pocket.

Then, a small plate made of Ru porcelain was placed in front of everyone.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone present lit up.

Guan Lao almost held his breath and stretched out his hand to pick it up. But He Yuzhu quickly stopped him: "Be gentle."

"If you break it, you can't afford to pay for it." He could only force a smile: "I understand." In fact,

In his hands were only some small items from the late Qing Dynasty. To be honest, these were not treasures. Although they had a market price, in front of real antiques, such as the Ru porcelain from the Song Dynasty in front of him, the difference was like heaven and earth. Ten top-quality Qing Dynasty collections might not be worth a piece of Ru porcelain from the Song Dynasty.

For this reason, Guan Lao slowed down his movements, carefully picked up the porcelain, and after examining it carefully, his eyes almost widened. He even seemed to have ignored his breathing.

"This is real!" "It is from the Song Dynasty!" Guan Lao exclaimed. The other porcelain lovers at the table were also shocked. "Is this real?" "This is really a treasure, priceless."

"Where did you find it?" He Yuzhu did not answer. How could he tell them that he took it from the enemy's secret room?

This is equivalent to leaking military secrets. "This is a confidential matter," he added.

"But I still have a lot of these things in my hands." When he finished speaking, everyone present reacted strongly. Guan Daqiang, Zhou Lao and others all took a breath and looked at each other in disbelief.

"Can you allow us to see something else?" "Give us a chance to open our eyes?"

"If you are willing, we hope to exchange some items and become friends! After all, we both have a hobby of collecting." Guan Lao's suggestion was not demanding and was within his ability, but he had other thoughts on whether to agree or not.

If you agree immediately, you will not be able to arouse expectations and desires, just like being at the gambling table, and you feel itchy when you see other people betting; but when you really participate in it, you will immediately feel released, and the new hope is to expect profit. It is like when a fisherman envies others for catching fish; but when he holds the rod and line by the water, he no longer has an anxious mentality, and the only remaining wish is to hope that the fish will be caught as soon as possible.

But as long as he cannot be satisfied, he will gradually feel restless. The longer the time goes, the more impatient he will become, and eventually he will lose his mind. The same is true for people like Guan who are obsessed with antiques. This is what He Yuzhu learned from that beast Yi Zhonghai.

A way to manipulate people. First, he had to keep him interested. "Let's talk about it another day."

"Of course we can make a deal. It all depends on how you ask for it."

Uncle Guan asked impatiently, "When are you willing to make the deal?" He Yuzhu hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll tell you when I'm free."

After saying this, He Yuzhu chatted with them for a while before leaving. He knew that he had planted the seeds of desire in their hearts. When the next transaction came, they would become extremely eager. Just waiting for the final closing.

As soon as he reached the door of the tavern, He Yuzhu suddenly ran into Zhou Zhichun, the director of the institute. Seeing Zhou Zhichun, He Yuzhu immediately stepped forward to greet him:

"Uncle Zhou."

"Are you here for a drink?"

Zhou Zhichun was silent, with a serious look on his face, as if he had come specially to visit. He pulled He Yuzhu aside, outside the wall of the tavern, and said in a somewhat reprimanding tone:

"How come you have become such a bad guy?"

"Then Lei Zhiming is not a spy at all."

"You just wanted someone to teach him a lesson, but you casually labeled him a spy."

"Do you know what this means? If there really are spies, that's the Ministry of Public Security's business. The most we can do is temporarily arrest them in an emergency and then hand them over to the Ministry of Public Security for processing."

"Fortunately, I reviewed it myself."

"Lei Zhiming did do bad things, but he is not a spy."

"I know about the conflict between you two. I understand that you want to vent your anger."

"But you have to remember."

"If there is a similar situation that requires my intervention again, I must not do it in the name of 'catching spies', otherwise it will implicate our entire police station."

He Yuzhu was also terrified when he heard this. It was indeed true.

Any mistake on the sensitive topic of spies would affect the safety of all colleagues in the police station.

He Yuzhu felt deeply guilty when he thought of this: "I'm sorry, Uncle Zhou, I was careless."

Zhou Zhichun patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder and said, "Be more careful next time."

"Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry. I'll buy you a drink." Zhou Zhichun sneered:

"Drinking alcohol during work hours is against the rules."

"Let's talk about it next time." Then he left.

He Yuzhu then returned with Chen Xueru, laughing and talking on the way. When they returned to Wang Mingde's house, they just opened the door and found that Wang Mingde was hiding something, and seemed to be very worried about being discovered by He Yuzhu and Chen Xueru.

The two immediately noticed something was wrong. "What are you hiding?"

Chen Xueru was straightforward and impulsive. She stepped forward and grabbed the object behind Wang Mingde, unfolding it and taking a look.

It turned out to be a letter.

When He Yuzhu saw the letter and Wang Mingde's nervous look, he guessed who the sender was. Chen Xueru also roughly understood the source of the letter. She took out the letter and read it carefully for a few minutes before handing it to He Yuzhu. With some resistance, He Yuzhu browsed the contents of the letter.

In fact, this letter was not written to He Yuzhu, but a letter from He Daqing to Wang Mingde. The letter said that He Daqing was very happy to see the news that He Yuzhu won the first place in the Jingcheng Hotel competition, and felt very guilty for not taking good care of the two children for many years, and hoped to have a chance to compensate He Yuzhu and his sister. In addition, there was 20 yuan enclosed in the letter. Looking at these words, He Yuzhu couldn't help but reveal a hint of irony.

Recalling that the only twenty yuan in the family was taken away by He Daqing in order to escape from home with a widow, without even thinking about the problem of food and clothing for the children. At that time, He Yuzhu and his sister lived a very difficult life at home. Fortunately, Wang Mingde brought food to the two brothers after learning about He Daqing's escape, and let He Yuzhu work as an apprentice at Cuihualou.

Throughout the entire incident, He Daqing made only a small contribution - the client notified Wang Mingde that there were two starving children.

Before he could say anything, Chen Xueru took over the topic, "When he left, he didn't even leave a penny."

"I waited until now to see the child's success before I remembered to write a letter to send money." "What about the few dozen dollars we need from him?"

"dad!"

"Don't reply to his message. Send this letter and the money back exactly as they are. Pretend you didn't receive them." "It's really annoying."

In the current situation, Chen Xueru became He Yuzhu's microphone. Although the two had just married, they had communicated with each other many times, so she knew how He Yuzhu viewed the unbearable He Daqing, and she directly expressed her views.

The same was true for Wang Mingde's reasoning when he quietly put the letter away just now - he understood He Yuzhu's attitude towards this and didn't want the letter to affect the other party's mood. For this reason, Wang Mingde originally hoped not to let He Yuzhu and his sister find the contents of the letter and return it at an appropriate opportunity.

After hearing the response of "Let's do it this way",

At this time, there was a knock on the door. "Excuse me, is He Yuzhu here?" It was Luo Guorong's voice.

Wang Mingde quickly got up and opened the door. He saw Luo Guorong and his wife Wang Lan coming in. Seeing the two of them, their faces were full of joy. They said:

"It's so hard to find you. You are really a busy man now." "Please come in," Wang Mingde quickly moved two wooden chairs and invited the guest to sit down. Luo Guorong looked at He Yuzhu opposite him and was filled with joy - he had already had high praise for this young man.

"It's really not easy to meet you!" He said, "But we are both very busy these days. Even today, we took some time out to come here for an important task." "We have another question for you during this visit."

"You have gained our recognition through your outstanding talents, which also means that you have attracted the attention of the upper management - you will know who it is in the future." "We also learned some personal information about you."

"Your main job now is at the Institute of Physics, right?" "It sounds like cooking has become your side job."

"We originally planned to have you work as the chef at the Jingcheng Hotel."

"But ** said that compared with the country's scientific research projects and future development, you must not be constrained by your identity as a chef."

"Therefore, I won't mention the previous suggestion of asking you to work at the Jingcheng Hotel." "But we will still grant you the title of honorary chef of the Jingcheng Hotel."

"Although you don't have to come to Jingcheng Hotel to work in person, you can still receive a subsidy of 20 yuan per month with this title."

"But you need to be aware that you still need to show up at large banquets and important occasions that require your presence. Unless there is something particularly important, it cannot be postponed."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu was extremely happy.