Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 265 Defendant

That little ox with two big horns on its top belongs to Brother Wei Dong!

Ding Qiunan felt that the air around her suddenly became thinner, and she gasped for breath.

Wang Weidong is an old driver, and Ding Qiunan would not be surprised if he drives a truck or a jeep.

But it's a motorcycle!

Not even on the street, Ding Qiunan has only seen it in pictorial calendars.

Could it be that Brother Wei Dong saved it?

No, it's impossible, Ding Qiunan immediately denied his idea.

There are only hundreds of parts for bicycles, and they can be bought at car repair shops.

However, motorcycles look complicated.

If all the parts are removed and spread out on the ground, it is estimated that the medical room can be filled.

Also, Ding Qiunan looked left and right, but did not find any shadow of shoelaces.

Every part of the motorcycle fits together perfectly, like a perfect work of art.

This is enough to show that this motorcycle is produced by a regular manufacturer.

So here comes the question, where did Brother Wei Dong get the motorcycle?
After the excitement, Ding Qiunan began to worry about Wang Weidong.

In fact, this is not the first time she has felt this way.

When Wang Weidong was promoted from a truck driver to the workshop director of the No.11 workshop.

She was worried that Wang Weidong would not be able to subdue those old fried dough stick workers.

No.11 workshop started to recruit temporary workers.

She worried that Wang Weidong would be reported.

When Wang Weidong gathered the whole factory to produce mechanical boosters, she was worried that the project would fail.

Ding Qiunan didn't want Wang Weidong to become famous.

She only hoped that Wang Weidong would be safe and sound.

The two gave birth to a bunch of children, and then raised the children, and when they were old, they walked hand in hand in the park.

Ding Qiunan was terrified by the big things Wang Weidong did.

Seeing Ding Qiunan's expression changed, Wang Weidong asked suspiciously, "Qiunan, what's wrong?"

"Brother Wei Dong, is the origin of this motorcycle clean?" Ding Qiunan turned his head to look around and asked in a low voice when he saw that no outsiders were there.

So this silly girl was worried about this!

Wang Weidong patted the brand new leather upholstery of the motorcycle with a calm expression: "Don't worry, I'm 100% innocent, no one can find fault."

Ding Qiunan has a hundred trust in Wang Weidong.

Since my man said no problem, it must be no problem.

She walked to the side of the motorcycle, stretched out her white and pink hand, and stroked it carefully.

It has a cool and smooth shell, a mighty engine, bright headlights, and even the tires are much larger than bicycles.

What a motorcycle!

"Come on, let's go grocery shopping, don't keep parents waiting." Wang Weidong got on the motorcycle and kicked off the pedals.

Ding Qiunan blushed, bit her lip, and sat behind Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong kicked twice, the engine started with a bang, and the motorcycle drove away like a sharp arrow.

At this time, it was time to get off work, and the road was crowded with workers.

They heard the roar of the engine, although they didn't understand what it was, they subconsciously dodged to both sides.

"Fuck, motorcycle!!! Who is so awesome!"

"Who? Besides Wang Weidong, who else is there in our rolling mill?"

"Isn't it just a motorcycle? When my salary is paid this month, I will also save one."

"Cut, go ahead and brag, and tell you that Huaxia's motorcycles will not exceed [-]!"

"Well, compared with Wang Weidong, I have lived on dogs for more than 30 years."

"Hey, why are you just staring at the motorcycle! Didn't you see Dr. Ding hugging Wang Weidong?"

"I see, what can you do? If Wang Weidong takes a fancy to me, don't talk about cuddling me, that's what I'm willing to do."

"Sister-in-law Zhang, are you not afraid that brother Zhang will be jealous?"

"He dares!"

Motorcycles are much faster than bicycles.

Ding Qiunan only felt that the surrounding scenery was retreating rapidly, and the cold wind was blowing straight into her mouth.

She gritted her teeth, and embraced Wang Weidong's waist amidst everyone's envious and jealous eyes.

This man, I want to hold on tight, no one can take it away.

As soon as Wang Weidong rode a motorcycle to the gate, he saw a bicycle coming from a distance.

The biker looks like a child.

The height is not enough, the center of gravity comes together.

She straddled the car diagonally, pedaling desperately with her two short legs.

The bicycle ran crookedly, and the two security officers who were about to stop her hurriedly hid aside in fright.

Seeing the bicycle running towards him, Wang Weidong also quickly slowed down and stopped.

Just kidding, at such a fast speed, if you hit it, you will definitely die.

Just as Wang Weidong parked his motorcycle, the bicycle passed by him.

A familiar voice came from above: "Brother Wei Dong, Brother Wei Dong!"

Wang Weidong turned around, hey, isn't this Yan Pugui's youngest daughter, Yan Jiedi?
Erliu's bicycle also looked familiar. There was a piece of blue wool tied on the back seat of the bicycle, which should belong to He Yushui.

It seems that Yan Jiedi should be learning to ride a bicycle.

There is a large playground behind the rolling mill, which is very empty.

Wang Weidong gave her a thumbs up: "Yan Jiedi, you ride very well!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Weidong was about to pedal his motorcycle, but was stopped by Ding Qiunan, "Brother Weidong, she, she is back again."

Wang Weidong turned his head away, and sure enough, Yan Jiedi was riding the bicycle, turned around again, still crooked.

She yelled: "Brother Weidong, Brother Weidong!" Then she circled around Wang Weidong and left again.

"You ride really well!" Wang Weidong gave a thumbs up.

This kid, really, can't show off enough.

Wang Weidong rode the motorcycle with a wry smile, and Yan Jiedi came back before he had time to refuel.

Just as Wang Weidong was about to give a thumbs up, he heard Yan Jiedi anxiously shout:
"Brother Wei Dong, hurry up and pick me up, I can't get down!" Panic was written on her little face, and she was about to cry.

Wang Weidong:
Stopped, stepped forward, and firmly grasped the back seat of the bicycle.

Yan Jiedi's legs were like soft noodles, and she got off the bicycle.

Wiping the sweat with her hands, she muttered: "It's so scary, it's so scary!"

"Riding a bicycle is like this, and I was always afraid at the beginning." Wang Weidong comforted.

His voice seemed to have awakened Yan Jiedi, and Yan Jiedi suddenly raised her head: "Brother Wei Dong, I'm here to look for you today, something serious happened!"

"event?"

Wang Weidong hurriedly helped Yan Jiedi to the gatehouse and asked her to explain the matter in detail.

After some understanding, Wang Weidong knew that the people in the courtyard house were dishonest again.

Jia Zhang ran to the street office and sued him.

She was so stupid that she didn't go to Director Wang, but to Yan Bugui's distant relative, Deputy Director Liu.

Now Deputy Director Liu is leading the comrades from the sub-district office to investigate in the courtyard.

Yan Bugui was busy dealing with those people and couldn't get away, so he asked Yan Jiedi to report the letter.

After Wang Weidong listened, his eyes widened immediately.

After a few days of peaceful life, these people can't bear the loneliness?

Well, let you know how many eyes Prince Ma has!

Wang Weidong took out a pack of Baihua cigarettes, and took a picture of it in the hands of a security officer, "Brother Liu, please tell Section Chief Li Aiguo what you just heard."

"This, this is inappropriate. You are the workshop director of our rolling mill. If you are in trouble, it is only natural for Section Chief Li to come forward." The security officer shoved a few times shyly, put the cigarette in his pocket, and ran outside .

Wang Weidong looked at Ding Qiunan again.

At this moment, Ding Qiunan's heart was in his throat and his face turned pale.

Wang Weidong's heart warmed, and he comforted him: "Qiu Nan, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Yeah!" Ding Qiunan nodded, yes, there is Brother Wei Dong!

Those bad guys made things difficult for Brother Wei Dong many times, but they didn't succeed, and this time is definitely no exception.

Wang Weidong laughed and said, "Yan Jiedi doesn't know how to ride a bicycle. You take her to the workshop, call Zhao Jiefang and Zhang Dahua, and tell them that someone wants to cut off their wages."

Ding Qiunan's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood Wang Weidong's plan, "Okay, I'll go right away."

She took Yan Jiedi's little hand and walked out, but was stopped by Wang Weidong again.

Wang Weidong took out two toffees from the ring compartment and stuffed them into Yan Jiedi's tiny hands.

"What a good boy."

The Siheyuan is five miles away from Rolling Steel. It is really rare for a little girl who has never ridden a bicycle to report the news.

"Thank you, Brother Weidong." Yan Jiedi held the toffee in his hand, feeling happy in his heart.

I knew Wei Dong brother would not be stingy!
After the two left, Wang Weidong also rode his motorcycle and went straight to the courtyard.

I really want to see what kind of big show these beasts are going to sing!
At this time, crowds of people gathered under the big locust tree in the courtyard, and almost all the residents had arrived.

Among the crowd, three senior managers sat on a long stool accompanied by a middle-aged man.

There are peanuts and melon seeds on the square table.

The peanuts and melon seeds were provided by Yi Zhonghai, and he spent a lot of money to bring down Wang Weidong.

This middle-aged man was Deputy Director Liu of the Sub-district Office, and also a relative of Yi Zhonghai who had left Wufu.

By chance, Yi Zhonghai knew that Deputy Director Liu and Director Wang did not get along.

Then he picked up this relative again, and often bought some small gifts to win the relationship.

Now that the opportunity finally came, Yi Zhonghai quietly approached Deputy Director Liu and revealed all his plans.

Deputy Director Liu knew that the person he was going to deal with was Wang Weidong, and his face immediately changed drastically.

Wang Weidong is now a celebrity in the street office, and the street office still counts on Wang Weidong to solve the problem of the number of poor people every year.

If he is taken down, who can take over?

Of course Yi Zhonghai understood Deputy Director Liu's concerns.

He patted his chest and promised that after Wang Weidong stepped down, he, Yi Zhonghai, would definitely become the new director of No.11 workshop.

At that time, the number of temporary workers in the courtyard block will not be reduced at all.

Yi Zhonghai also analyzed with Deputy Director Liu that as long as Wang Weidong is removed from office, Director Wang is likely to step down as well. At that time, the Street Office of Siheyuan will change its surname to Liu.

Although Deputy Director Liu couldn't wait to take over the position, he also knew that Yi Zhonghai was just talking nonsense.

After hesitating again and again, he said that he would not participate in the internal affairs of the courtyard house.

There was no other way, Yi Zhonghai could only take 5 catties of fat in the dark and sent it to Deputy Director Liu's house.

Seeing Fatty, Deputy Director Liu did not hesitate.

After taking care of Deputy Director Liu, Yi Zhonghai took another two catties of stick noodles and went to Jia's house.

On the same day, Mrs. Jia Zhang wrote a complaint, went to the Street Office of Siheyuan, and found Deputy Director Liu.

She wants to sue Wang Weidong for his corrupt life and degenerate thinking.

In the complaint, Jia Zhang cited detailed evidence:

Wang Weidong is renovating the house. The floor is covered with terrazzo. The furniture in the house is made of huanghuali. There is also a big sofa and a bed with springs.

Wang Weidong owns a motorcycle. Not even the generals and schools in the compound of the military region have such a high-end commodity.

Where did Wang Weidong get it?
He must have done something shady in the dark.

At this time, Director Wang of the sub-district office happened to be in the district for a meeting.

After reading the complaint in detail, Deputy Director Liu immediately took five comrades from the sub-district office and went straight to the courtyard.

He wanted to confirm Wang Weidong's crime before Director Wang came back.

Deputy Director Liu sat on the stool, savoring Gao Sui carefully.

He looks like the old god is there, but his heart is full of emotions.

Corruption of life is an ambiguous crime, and the support of the masses will be needed later.

Now let's see if we can get something interesting out of the decoration craftsman's mouth.

The street office officer came out of Wang Weidong's house and squeezed into the crowd, "Director Liu, I have already asked those craftsmen. According to their confession, when Comrade Wang Weidong asked them to renovate the house, he said that he would spare no expense."

"No expense spared!!" Deputy Director Liu stood up abruptly, and sneered, "As a workshop director, I don't want to contribute to the factory, but only want to enjoy myself all day long. This is obviously the corruption of life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers started talking about it.

"Wang Weidong has earned so much foreign exchange and bought a few decent pieces of furniture, is he guilty?"

"That's right, people rely on their skills to make money, how can they say that their lives are corrupt!"

"I figured it out, today's meeting is to punish Wang Weidong."

"Director Liu, we are not convinced if you do this!"

These days, the workers are the masters of the factory, and they are not afraid of leadership at all.

The crowd's comments made Deputy Director Liu blush like a pig's liver.

He cursed inwardly, Yi Zhonghai, you old bastard, didn't you say that Wang Weidong is not popular in the courtyard?

Even the director of the street office dare not distort the opinions of the masses.

Deputy Director Liu could only turn his eyes to the three stewards for help.

Yi Zhonghai originally wanted to hide behind and pretend to be a turtle, but seeing this situation, he knew it would be impossible not to come forward.

He "coughed" twice, and straightened his face: "The big guys are all old residents of the courtyard house, and they are all activists in our neighborhood. They cannot be bought by the enemy's small favors."

Hmph, I'll define you as an enemy first, let's see how you turn around
"Well, Comrade Yi Zhonghai, please interrupt." Yan Bugui stood up, his small eyes sparkling, "I am the uncle of our courtyard now, and I haven't spoken yet, so why are you rushing ahead of me? ?”

Yi Zhonghai was talking about the key position, but was interrupted by Yan Bugui.

He knew that Yan Bugui was helping Wang Weidong, but he couldn't do anything about it.

After all, Yan Bugui is now the uncle.

"Then, sir, please first!" Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth and sat back on the bench.

Yan Bugui knew that Yi Zhonghai's instructions were blocked temporarily.

Wait a minute, Yi Zhonghai, who regained the opportunity to speak, will still stir up the masses.

Most of these people in Siheyuan are nothing but grass.

They were grateful for Wang Weidong's benefits and spoke for Wang Weidong.

As long as Yi Zhonghai shows the truth, there is no guarantee that they will not fall to Yi Zhonghai.

what can we do about it?

(End of this chapter)