Siheyuan: Start with a big car

The officers at the Daqianmen Sub-district Office were a little shocked when they heard Liao Yucheng's words.

In state-owned stores these days, even an ordinary salesperson is a boss. Ordinary customers will be kicked out of the store even if they dare to say a word loudly, let alone quarrel with the salesperson. If you dare to cause trouble, you will get a good beating, or in more serious cases, you will be sent to the police station.

Liao Yucheng was the public manager, and it was really unbelievable that he was beaten.

"Who is so brave? Yucheng, you are the public manager."

"Yes, although you are currently working in the tailor shop, you were sent by our sub-district office. You represent our sub-district office."

"Liao Yucheng's beating is a very serious matter."

Seeing that he had attracted everyone's attention, Liao Yucheng proudly went to the second floor and knocked twice on a waxy yellow wooden door marked with the deputy director's office.

After there was a response from inside, he opened the door and walked into the house.

Deputy Director Ma was a fat man weighing 1,780 pounds. He was slumped in a chair and was bending over to correct some documents. He raised his head when he heard footsteps.

Seeing that it was Liao Yucheng who came in, Deputy Director Ma said: "Liao Yucheng is here, sit down first." Then he lowered his head and continued to process the documents.

This attitude can be described as very contemptuous, but Liao Yucheng didn't seem to notice it at all.

He walked to the desk, leaned forward slightly, and clasped his hands together, as if trying to suppress the tension inside.

There is always a smile on his face, a polite and humble smile, as if telling Deputy Director Ma that he is always willing to do whatever he can for Deputy Director Ma.

Although he knew that Deputy Director Ma was busy correcting materials, he couldn't see it at all.

This is the brilliance of Liao Yucheng. He was originally a temporary worker in the warehouse of Sanliang Station. By chance, he met Deputy Director Ma and went to Sanliang Station to buy rice.

Because rice was in short supply in the capital, Deputy Director Ma bought more than 100 kilograms at a time. It happened to be snowing that day, and all the human-powered tricycles outside the grain station disappeared.

Just when Deputy Director Ma was worried about transporting the rice back, Liao Yucheng appeared. He took the rice bag from Deputy Director Ma's hand, put it on his shoulder, and walked for more than ten miles to transport the rice. Send it to Deputy Director Ma's home.

And before leaving, he helped Deputy Director Ma clean the house and took away the garbage.

Deputy Director Ma remembered this young man for this reason.

What he didn't expect was that the tricycle outside the grain station left because Liao Yucheng lied that the street office was going to inspect there.

Liao Yucheng is the kind of person who always waits for opportunities. Later, he used various excuses to get in touch with Deputy Director Ma. As a result, he was transferred from a coolie to the subdistrict office as a temporary clerk, and later got a job in a silk and satin shop. The public manager's fat loss.

Deputy Director Ma had long been accustomed to Liao Yucheng's performance. After more than ten minutes, he raised his head.

When he saw the injuries on Liao Yucheng's face, Deputy Director Ma looked a little surprised: "Yucheng, did you get into a fight with someone? Oh, how did I tell you? You are now a clerk in the street office, and you will be promoted to a regular position after a while. Now that I have become a cadre, I can no longer fight with others like before."

Liao Yucheng was obviously wronged, but he listened carefully and nodded from time to time to express his understanding and agreement with Deputy Director Ma's views. His expression was serious and serious, without the slightest hint of impatience or disrespect.

Waiting until Deputy Director Ma got over his addiction to leadership, he reached into his pocket with his right hand. Liao Yucheng quickly took out the Great China that had been prepared long ago, took out one and stuffed it into Deputy Director Ma's mouth, and then took out a kerosene lighter. Point.

After Liao Yucheng finished all this, he seemingly accidentally dropped the cigarette and lighter on the table.

Deputy Director Ma looked at those two things, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. A pack of Chinese cigarettes costs one dollar and fifty cents, which is nothing.

That lighter is indeed an incredible gadget, with a strong retro flavor. The appearance design is unique, the body is made of pure copper, and the surface has been carefully polished to give off a unique metallic luster, which does not look cheap.

"Yucheng, you are so good, how did you manage to get such a good lighter?" Deputy Director Ma said with a smile.

Kerosene lighters are rare these days. There are also lighter factories in China, but the number of lighters produced is so rare that ordinary people are not qualified to get them.

"My lighter?" Liao Yucheng pretended to be surprised and said with a look of disbelief: "Director Ma, when I came here today, I didn't bring a lighter at all. Isn't this lighter yours? Made in Germany, it's from Hershey. You bought it for thirty yuan at the trust store at Daqianmen. Look, here is your receipt for buying the lighter."

As he spoke, Liao Yucheng took out a receipt from his pocket and handed it over. The signature on the receipt was clearly Deputy Director Ma's.

A thirty-dollar lighter is already considered a valuable item. If Liao Yucheng gave it directly to Deputy Director Ma, Deputy Director Ma would not dare to take it.

This is already suspected of violating the rules. Once someone finds out, there will definitely be big trouble.

But this is a lighter that he bought himself. Even if someone from above is sent to investigate, he doesn't have to be afraid.

This guy is really sensible! Deputy Director Ma smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I like to collect lighters the most. I spent nearly a month's salary to buy lighters last week. When I got home, I was scolded by your sister-in-law. Now I am I forgot, tell me, am I too forgetful."

"Director Ma, you are too busy at work and have so many things to do every day, so you neglect such small things." Liao Yucheng said with a smile.

When Deputy Director Ma heard this, he put the lighter into his pocket with satisfaction, put his hands on the table, pretended to be a superior, and said with a smile: "Yucheng, aren't you the manager of Xueru Silk and Satin Store? ? Why do you have time to come here? You know, Chen Ji Tailor Shop is the first public-private joint venture tailor shop in our jurisdiction. Now the owners of private silk and satin shops are watching from the side. As long as Chen Ji Silk and Satin Shop develops and expands, Only the public-private partnership of the silk and satin shops in our neighborhood can develop more smoothly."

"Yes, yes, Director Ma, your dedication to public service is very worthy of my study. I will always keep your teachings in mind."

When Liao Yucheng said this, his face straightened and he said: "You asked about the injury on my face just now. In fact, since I joined the subdistrict office, I have never messed around with those bad friends before. The injury was caused by a customer in the silk shop."

"Customer." Deputy Director Ma frowned, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Liao Yucheng took the opportunity to elaborate on the incident of being beaten, but in his version, Li Weidong was a troublesome customer. As the manager of a silk and satin store, he tried his best to maintain order in the store.

"boom!"

After hearing his explanation, Deputy Director Ma slammed his fist on the table and said coldly: "How dare you make trouble in a public-private joint venture store? This guy is very brave!"

Liao Yucheng's eyes were full of cunning and insidiousness: "Leader, I have inquired, and that person is the director of the poverty alleviation workshop in the steel rolling mill workshop."

"Workshop director? Isn't he just a middle-level leader? He dares to bare his teeth in front of our street office." Deputy Director Ma said coldly.

Liao Yucheng's face was filled with a flattering smile: "Director, I think Li Weidong seems to be targeting the silk and satin shop, but he is actually targeting you. After all, you sent me to be the public manager. He kicked my ass , I just slapped you in the face!"

"what?"

"Ah, no, he hit me in the face and kicked your butt!" Liao Yucheng was startled and quickly changed his words.

Tapping his fingers lightly on the table, Deputy Director Ma frowned and said, "It's just that you didn't take him down at that time. If we go to the steel rolling mill to ask for someone now, the guys guarding Corey in the steel rolling mill will definitely stop them. .Those people are famous for protecting their shortcomings.”

Liao Yucheng took the opportunity to say: "Li Weidong is making clothes in a silk and satin shop now!"

"Okay, I'll take someone over right now. You go notify Captain Liu of the street police station." Deputy Director Ma said in a deep voice. "understand!"

Liao Yucheng stood up, and his spirit immediately became sharp.

There was a proud smile on his lips, as if he had seen the end of Li Weidong.

In the original work, Liao Yucheng is like a cunning fox, always peeping at his prey in the dark, waiting for the best time to strike.

People can't help but think of the old saying: "The light is a pot of fire, the darkness is a knife."

In a satin shop.

Li Weidong waited for a long time before he saw Chen Xueru coming out of the operation room at the back.

Today, Chen Xueru did not wear gloomy work clothes, but changed into a set of emerald green cheongsam, as if it was a new leaf in spring.

The cheongsam clung tightly to her body, outlining her graceful curves.

Every subtle ups and downs seems to be a masterpiece of nature.

Her shoulders have smooth lines and the elegant swan neck adds a bit of nobility to her beauty.

She walked gracefully and gracefully, and every movement she made was full of feminine grace and charm. The cheongsam swayed gently with her steps, as if telling her unique story.

I really want to be a part of the story.

Even though Li Weidong has met many beautiful girls, there are not many who are as elegant and feminine as Chen Xueru.

Take Qin Jingru, for example, she is too immature. Although she is beautiful, she is not feminine enough.

Although Qin Huairu is full of femininity, she is still a country girl at heart and has no elegant temperament.

When Chen Xueru saw that her clothes had attracted Li Weidong's attention, her face turned slightly red with embarrassment. She bit her lip and said, "Director Li, is there anything wrong with that tiger skin quilt?"

She held the hem of her skirt with both hands, stirring her fingers constantly, as if looking for courage.

This girl is really heart-wrenching and fascinating.

"No." Li Weidong smiled and said: "The reason why I visited you again today is to make a Chinese tunic suit. In a few days, I will attend a celebration. It is a formal occasion, so I need a suit that fits me well."

Li Weidong is not a person who pays attention to clothing. He can make do with work clothes and uniforms on weekdays. However, the results of poverty alleviation in Shuangshui Village have attracted the attention of ministry leaders.

After investigation, the ministry found that the method adopted by Li Weidong can fundamentally change the backwardness of Shuangshui Village. There are many places like Shuangshui Village in the country.

Therefore, the ministry decided to hold a celebration party, not only to promote this poverty alleviation model, but also to commend Li Weidong.

As the protagonist, Li Weidong naturally wore a well-fitting Mao suit to express his importance to the celebration.

Sometimes, attitude is often more important than the outcome of things.

Li Weidong is no longer the young boy he once was, and has learned to weigh the pros and cons.

"I'm good at tunic suits. We have chinos and all kinds of woolen fabrics in our store. These fabrics are all in the warehouse. You and I can choose the fabrics."

After Chen Xueru finished speaking, she subconsciously looked at the manager's position.

"Hey, why didn't Manager Liao Yucheng come to work today?"

"He seems to have gone to the street office to file a complaint." Li Weidong said nonchalantly.

Chen Xueru's face changed greatly when she heard this, she looked at him and said: "Liao Yucheng is a villain. They will definitely frame you when you get to the street office. You might as well leave now. As long as you return to the steel rolling mill, those people will not be able to do anything to you." ”

Chen Xueru's worry about Li Weidong was like an invisible thread, tightly touching her heart. Whenever she thought that Li Weidong might be in trouble by Liao Yu, her heart would tighten involuntarily, as if being held tightly by an invisible hand.

Li Weidong laughed and said: "Don't worry, Liao Yucheng is a villain and can't achieve anything!"

In fact, Liao Yucheng was standing outside the door at this time. He originally planned to wait until the leaders of the street office and comrades from the police station arrived before going in to deal with Li Weidong.

Now that he heard Li Weidong and Chen Xueru kissing each other in the store, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"boom!"

Liao Yucheng kicked open the shop door, rushed in, pointed at Chen Xueru's nose and said: "Chen Xueru, you are my fiancé, and you are having sex with this wild man here. Do you still feel a little ashamed? I I’m so blind that I fell in love with a woman like you!”

"Liao Yucheng" Chen Xueru wanted to explain, but had nothing to say, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

"Wild man?" How could Li Weidong tolerate Liao Yucheng being presumptuous in front of him? He glared at him and said, "Liao Yucheng, are you engaged to Chen Xueru?"

"Engagement is an old rule. Now is the new era and is no longer fashionable. Chen Xueru has promised to marry me next month. She will naturally be my fiancée."

While Liao Yucheng was still talking, Li Weidong reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of Chen Xueru's eyes, and comforted Chen Xueru in front of him.

"You two wild mandarin ducks!"

Liao Yucheng's face instantly turned livid, his eyes widened with angry flames flashing in his eyes.

His fists were clenched, his knuckles turning white from exertion, as if he was looking for an outlet to vent.

Every inch of his body exuded a violent force that made people shudder.

If it had been anyone else, he would have been so frightened that his legs were paralyzed.

But Li Weidong is no ordinary person.

Pulling Chen Xueru behind the counter, he raised his head and looked at Liao Yucheng calmly: "What's the matter, do you want to do something?"

(End of this chapter)