Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 622
"What? You still need two small yellow croakers?"

In the tavern, just as Xu Damao spoke, he quickly lowered his voice when he met the strange gazes from the people around him.

"Secretary Huang, we have negotiated. As long as you have eight small yellow croakers, you can make me the leader of the Ordnance Research Institute."

Xu Damao looked at Huang Renfa sitting across from him who was drinking leisurely, and his heart was filled with anger.

Just yesterday, when he delivered the two small yellow croakers, the man patted his chest and assured that the transfer order would be issued soon.

Xu Damao went home last night, but he already regarded himself as a leader in front of Qin Jingru.

Now this person actually tells himself that more money is needed.

Xu Damao was naturally so angry about this kind of failure to keep his promise that he forgot the identity of Secretary Huang.

It's a pity that Huang Renfa has encountered this kind of situation all these years, and he has long been used to it.

He picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, picked up a piece of sauced beef with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and began to chew slowly.

From time to time, he also exclaimed: "Today's sauced beef is really good, the flavor is all soaked in the beef, and the fire is just right."

His unhurried look made Xu Damao wake up instead.

That's right, the person in front of me is the secretary of the big leader. If I really offend him, he will definitely wear shoes for me in the future.

Besides, he has already spent so much money, if he had a falling out with the yellow man at this time, wouldn't all his previous efforts be wasted?

Also, he has already patted his chest in front of Qin Jingru and promised that he will definitely be the leader, and if he becomes yellow, he will have no status in front of Qin Jingru in the future.

Ever since Qin Jingru was arranged by Wang Weidong to work as an announcer in the steel rolling mill, Qin Jingru is no longer the rural girl she was when she first entered the capital, and she doesn't treat Xu Damao with the same respect as before, and even doesn't want Xu Damao to sleep at all these days.

Even if Xu Damao occasionally coaxed Qin Jingru to be happy and went to bed, Qin Jingru dealt with it hastily, and from time to time showed a look of contempt for him.

Qin Jingru's indifference made Xu Damao, who is a man, feel insulted. Several times he missed the door, but became dejected.

Only when he becomes a leader can he become a real man again.

No, you can't offend the person in front of you.

Thinking about this, Xu Damao took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and squeezed out a smile: "Huang, Secretary Huang, is there any difficulty in my affairs?"

Seeing Xu Damao's respectful expression, Huang Renfa put down his chopsticks and looked up at him: "Little comrade, it's my generosity, or I can take your materials from Damao just based on what you said just now. Throw it out of the leader's cabinet!"

Hearing this, Xu Damao was not angry but happy: "So, my file materials have been handed over to the big leader?"

"Do you think that I really don't do things with money?" Huang Renfa said with his teeth in his hands: "In Sijiu City, you can inquire everywhere. I have a reputation as Huang Dafa! Anyone who asks me for work, I can't do it for them. It's well-attached."

"Yes yes yes" Xu Damao licked his face and smiled.

The yellow man stared wide-eyed: "It's good for you, but you just encountered a small setback, and you dare to blame me! Do you think that the position of the leader of the research institute is Chinese cabbage, and anyone can be it?"

"That can't be." Xu Damao wiped the sweat from his forehead in fright.

Huang Dafa was overjoyed. Sure enough, to deal with this kind of person, he should adopt an anti-customer strategy.

He continued with a stern face: "I have already discussed with the big leader. This time the position must belong to you. Who would have thought that now there are two more competitors."

As he spoke, Huang Dafa blinked at Xu Damao: "Competitor, do you know what it means?"

"I know, I know that although I graduated from elementary school, I have read a lot of books over the years." Xu Damao's face was already livid with fright.

"Reading is good, people, you have to read more books to understand the truth." Huang Dafa then made a few nonsense, and his tone suddenly became heavy: "Those two people are very capable, and now the big leader can't make up his mind for a while." Got an idea."

Hearing this, Xu Damao became a little anxious: "Secretary Huang, I set my sights on this position first, besides, I"

"I know your contribution, no, I came here specially to tell you personally! If it were someone else, I wouldn't care about this kind of thing."

"Thank you, Secretary Huang, don't worry, if you need anything else, just ask."

Xu Damao gritted his teeth when he said this, but now he has nothing to do.

After all, so many small yellow croakers have been sent out. If all previous efforts are wasted at this time, then the previous investment will be in vain.

What Huang Dafa was waiting for was Xu Damao's words, but he was not in a hurry, instead he picked up his wine glass.

As a professional "liar", Huang Dafa knew that at this time, he had to put on airs.

You have to hold it, stretch it, and act like you are not in a hurry, so the big fat sheep on the opposite side will be in a hurry and rush to stuff the little yellow croaker into your pocket.

If you're impatient to make a request, then the big fat sheep will start to mutter, is this kid just trying to cheat me of money?
It has to be said that Huang Dafa, a member of the commune without school education, can deceive so many educated people, and he is very accurate in the psychology of those who ask him to do things.

No, seeing that Huang Dafa just kept drinking without making demands, Xu Damao couldn't help feeling puzzled.

'Did I offend him just now?No, I have to find a way to make up for it. '
Seeing that the wine glass was empty, Xu Damao quickly stood up and helped Huang Dafa fill it up: "Secretary Huang, I was so rude just now, I didn't realize that you were so kind to me, it's really inappropriate. From today on, no matter what you say or what I do, as long as I can get to the leader of the Ordnance Research Institute, I will promise you anything."

"You boy, with such a good mouth, you are really born to be a leader, otherwise I really don't want to care about your crap!"

Huang Dafa put on a look of 'forgive you', picked up the glass and drank it down, and looked at Xu Damao with a smile: "You may not know that there are many people waiting for this position. Didn't see it."

"Yes." Hearing this, Xu Damao became more obedient, and quickly poured wine for Huang Dafa.

He bent over and whispered, "I'll send the little yellow croaker tomorrow, as for the antiques."

Xu Damao was a little hesitant. Although the antiques of this era cannot be sold at a high price, those left by the Lou family are all rare treasures. If they are lost to the world again, they may cause big troubles.

"You, put your heart in your stomach. The antiques are given to the big boss. Can the big boss sell you?" Huang Dafa laughed at Xu Damao while drinking.

"Yes, yes, of course it can't."

Xu Damao laughed twice, and the doubts in his heart disappeared completely.

That's right, the antique is in the hands of the big boss, who dares to investigate the origin?
Xu family.

As soon as Qin Jingru opened the door, she saw Xu Damao crawling under the bed with her buttocks pouted.

"Oh, Da Mao, what are you doing, there is so much dust underneath, and when the clothes get dirty, you can wash them off by yourself."

Qin Jingru pursed her lips and said.

"Close the door quickly, I have business to do." Xu Damao poked his head out from under the bed in fright.

After closing the door, Qin Jingru saw Xu Damao dig out an old box from under the bed, and asked curiously: "This should be something left by your ex-wife, what's the matter, you want to take it out now?"

"Don't worry about it!"

Xu Damao opened the box and took a look, then put the box into a canvas bag with reluctance, and wrapped an old quilt outside.

Making the box look like a bag of old clothes, he carefully hugged it in his arms and rushed out of the house.

When the figure disappeared at the door, a sentence floated in the cold air.

"Jingru, you don't have to wait for me to eat tonight."

"Hmph, I'm going to give that secretary a gift again!"

Seeing this situation, Qin Jingru couldn't understand Xu Damao's intention.

If it was the past, she would definitely scold Xu Damao behind his back.

Today Qin Jingru was a bit abnormal, changed into beautiful clothes, and walked out of Xu's house with a canvas bag on his back.

When passing by the supply and marketing cooperative, she spent 2 cents to make a phone call. The news on the phone seemed to be good news. Qin Jingru's eyes were almost bent into crescents at that time.

After putting down the phone, Qin Jingru rode a bicycle to Chaoyang Vegetable Market.

Twenty minutes later, she left the vegetable market and rode a bicycle straight to a house in the suburbs of Beijing.

The house was located in the wilderness, and the surroundings were barren. It was almost dusk at this time, and there were no people in sight.

Even so, Qin Jingru rode his bicycle around, and after making sure that no one was following him, he took out the key and opened the rusty iron lock.

When Qin Jingru entered the courtyard, it was as if she had returned to her own home. She tied up her bicycle, washed the handles, and then got into the kitchen to get busy.

Looking at the corners of her mouth slightly raised when she was cooking with a spatula, one could tell that she was very excited now.

The dinner was very sumptuous, a plate of garlic eggplant, a plate of braised pork, a plate of braised pork ribs, and a plate of stir-fried Chinese cabbage.

Qin Jingru put the plate on the table, and seeing that it was still early, he picked up the porcelain bowl and put it on the plate.

Then he went to the sink to clean off the smell of oily fume on his body, and then sat at the table again and waited.

Unknowingly, the time came to seven o'clock in the evening, and the sky was completely dark.

Qin Jingru was also unavoidably anxious, standing up from time to time and looking outside the small courtyard.

Suddenly, a burly figure riding a bicycle rushed out of the dim light.

Qin Jingru felt excited, and wanted to rush up at that moment.

but.

She bit her lip, suppressed her emotions, and stood quietly at the gate, holding on to the door frame, watching the figure getting closer and clearer.

The gate was open, and Wang Weidong rode his bicycle until he reached the small courtyard before stopping.

Before the bicycle was fastened, a warm body pressed against him, and an almost whispering sound entered his ears.

"Brother Hong Chang, why did you come back so late? I thought you weren't coming back today."

Wang Weidong patted her little hand lightly, feeling the softness, and said with a smile: "There is a meeting in the factory today, and I, the factory manager, am sorry to leave early. What, miss me?"

"Hmm~" Qin Jingru's face was blushing, her brows were curved, she let go of Wang Weidong's hand and walked into the house: "I've already cooked the meal, do you want to try it?"

Qin Jingru is a member of the commune. Although she has been cooking since she was a child, she cooks sweet potatoes, stewed Chinese cabbage, etc., which is not considered cooking at all.

She worries about her cooking skills.

"As long as it's made by you, it must be delicious!"

Wang Weidong chuckled, and under Qin Jingru's expectant gaze, he picked up a piece of ribs and put them in his mouth, slowly tasting them.

"Hiss, this tastes really good."

"Really, you didn't lie to me?" Qin Jingru tilted her head, her legs couldn't be closed with joy.

After getting a satisfactory answer from Wang Weidong, she picked up the chopsticks contentedly and began to eat in small bites.

Wang Weidong did not perfunctory Qin Jingru. Although the dishes Qin Jingru cooked were not as good as Shazhu and Nanyi, they were much better than ordinary housewives.

Especially this braised pork ribs, the outside is bright and bright, and it looks really good on the plate. When you taste it, the rich meat aroma spreads to the whole body in an instant, which is enough to compare with the craftsmanship of a professional chef.

There is also the garlic eggplant dish, which is rich in garlic, salty and delicious, and tastes crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

A home-cooked dish can be made to this level, which shows that Qin Jingru really puts his heart into it.

To taste dishes, in addition to tasting the taste, it is more important to taste the heart.

Eat vegetables, how can you not drink.

Wang Weidong picked up some dishes with chopsticks and filled his stomach. Just as he was about to put down his chopsticks, Qin Jingru took out a bottle of Moutai from under the chair as if by magic.

He took out a wine cup in the palm of his hand, poured a glass of wine, and handed both hands to Wang Weidong.

The corner of her mouth curled up slightly: "Brother Hong Chang, you can only drink three cups tonight, you can't drink too much."

"Okay, listen to Jingru." Wang Weidong listened to the remonstrance, picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Seeing that Wang Weidong did not refute, Qin Jingru was relieved.

She didn't want to restrict Wang Weidong's drinking. Many men in this era are addicted to alcohol. As long as they hold the wine bottle, today the wine bottle and that person must be the same.For example, Xu Damao.

but.

Qin Jingru discovered that once Wang Weidong drank too much, although he would not get drunk, it would affect his performance.

It's like playing volleyball.

Originally, I could play the whole game, and sometimes I performed supernormally, and I could still play the whole game, but once I drank alcohol, I could only play most of the game.

For her own happiness and happiness, Qin Jingru thought she had to restrict Wang Weidong from drinking.

After dinner.

Qin Jingru stood up to clean up the dishes, and Wang Weidong took out a cigarette and smoked it comfortably.

Looking at Qin Jingru's busy figure, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell over Qin Jingru's shoulders into the small courtyard.

In the capital, he has three yards like this, all of which are located in remote places on the outskirts of Beijing.

There are no other people on weekdays, and occasionally I come here with Qin Jingru, Huang Yanling, Guan Tingting and the others to live the life of an idyllic farmhouse.

The courtyards are worthless, and Wang Weidong only spent 600 yuan in total. If another 20 years pass, each courtyard will be worth at least tens of millions.

(End of this chapter)