Siheyuan: Start with a big car

The third uncle was completely irritated by Yan Jiecheng.

However, he now has one key thing to do, which is to quickly appease Matchmaker Wang.

You have to know that people who can be matchmakers are all very aggressive. What Yan Jiecheng did this time has ruined the reputation of Wang the matchmaker.

The third uncle walked up to Matchmaker Wang and said with an apologetic smile: "Matchmaker Wang, I am really sorry for this. This child is ignorant and made things like this. I apologize to you here."

Matchmaker Wang snorted coldly, "Apologize? What's the point? I've been a matchmaker all my life and I've never been so embarrassed! How can I live in this area in the future? People will talk about the person I introduced and the nonsense I talked about. My reputation will be ruined."

The third uncle nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's all this kid's fault. How about this, I'll give you some compensation."

Matchmaker Wang glared and said, "Compensation? How do you want to compensate?"

The third uncle gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you one dollar. Just think of it as buying you something to calm your nerves."

When matchmaker Wang heard this, she became anxious: "One dollar? You're sending away a beggar? Uncle, you're really stingy. This matter is so serious, you need at least 20 dollars."

The third uncle's eyes widened. "Twenty dollars? You're asking for too much. How can I have that much money? One dollar at most, no more."

Matchmaker Wang stood up and put her hands on her hips. "Uncle, don't be so shameless. If you don't give me twenty yuan, I will go to your courtyard and make a scene. I will let everyone in the courtyard know how your family cheated me, and you will have no face to stay in the courtyard."

The third uncle panicked: "Matchmaker Wang, please don't be impulsive. Let's talk it over. This twenty yuan is really too much. I really can't afford it."

Matchmaker Wang was furious: "Humph, I don't care, you asked for this. Either give me the money or wait for me to make trouble, it's your choice."

The third uncle stood there with a frown on his face, caught in a dilemma. On the one hand, he was reluctant to part with the money, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Matchmaker Wang would really go to the courtyard and cause trouble.

The third uncle looked distressed, pacing back and forth in the room. After hesitating for a long time, he took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to Matchmaker Wang: "Matchmaker Wang, I really don't have that much money. Please accept these five yuan. Just consider it a little gift from me to apologize to you."

Matchmaker Wang glanced at the five dollars and frowned. She wanted to insist on twenty more dollars, but seeing the pitiful look of the Third Uncle, and thinking that she might not get more if she continued to pester him, she snatched the money and said, "Humph, you still have some sincerity. I'll let you go for now, but we can't just let this matter go."

The third uncle nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, you are very generous."

Matchmaker Wang looked at Yan Jiecheng, her eyes still filled with anger. "Yan Jiecheng, I won't bother with you about this matter, but remember, don't expect me to be your matchmaker again. I don't want to be associated with an unreliable person like you again, lest you ruin my reputation."

The third uncle dragged Yan Jiecheng and walked towards the door dejectedly. Just as they reached the door, matchmaker Wang shouted from behind: "Don't come to me again, let's just pretend that nothing happened." After that, she slammed the door.

The third uncle and Yan Jiecheng stood outside the door. The third uncle glared at Yan Jiecheng fiercely and said, "Look at what you have done. Let's go home!" After that, he walked home angrily.

Uncle San and Yan Jiecheng returned home with their heads down. Aunt San's heart skipped a beat when she saw them, but she still held on to a glimmer of hope and asked, "How is it going? When is the wedding scheduled?"

When the third uncle heard this, he was immediately furious and threw his hat on the table: "Holding a wedding? Humph, what kind of wedding is this! This bastard has ruined all the good things!"

The three aunts looked confused: "What's going on? Tell me quickly."

The third uncle was so angry that he paced back and forth in the room, saying as he walked: "When this guy saw the girl, he started to brag and said that he was the workshop director of a timber factory, and that he knew Deputy Director Chen of the textile factory and could let the girl be a leader. What happened? The girl had relatives in the textile factory, and there was no such person as Deputy Director Chen. Moreover, there were only eight workshops in the timber factory, and this guy made up a fifteenth workshop."

The third aunt widened her eyes and turned to look at Yan Jiecheng: "How can you talk nonsense like this, kid?"

Yan Jiecheng muttered: "I...I just want her to have a good impression of me."

"Good impression? You've really embarrassed yourself!" The third uncle roared, "Later, Matchmaker Wang tried to save the situation, but the boy didn't repent and continued to talk nonsense. The girl left in a rage, which made Matchmaker Wang very angry."

The third aunt asked anxiously, "What did Matchmaker Wang say?"

The third uncle sighed helplessly, "What are you talking about? Matchmaker Wang has been a matchmaker all her life and has never been so embarrassed. She originally wanted us to pay 20 yuan as compensation, and I finally gave her 5 yuan before she agreed not to pursue the responsibility of this guy. She also said that she would never matchmake for this guy again. Look, a good marriage was ruined by this stinky boy!"

After hearing this, the third aunt was angry and helpless. She pointed at Yan Jiecheng and cursed: "What are you going to do in the future, you useless guy!"

Yan Jiecheng was scolded by his third uncle and aunt, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose up. His face flushed and he shouted, "You don't have to care about my marriage from now on. Don't interfere anymore!" After that, he slammed the door hard. With a "bang", the door shook violently behind him, and the whole house seemed to be shaking with this anger.

Yan Jiecheng came to the street angrily, intending to play with his friends to relieve his depression. He found a group of friends who he usually played well with, and approached them with a big smile on his face: "Hey, guys, what are you playing? Take me with you." "Jiecheng, we have to spend money to play here, do you have money in your pocket? If not, I'm sorry."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, his face suddenly felt like it was on fire, and he stood there awkwardly. He touched his empty pockets and turned away helplessly.

With nowhere to go, Yan Jiecheng had to go to the park, where many people were playing cards, and it was very lively. He thought, it would be better to play cards than to wander around the street. So he slowly moved over. As soon as he stood still, he heard a voice: "Aren't you Yan Jiecheng from the courtyard? It seems that you are a neighbor of Li Weidong?

Yan Jiecheng frowned, looked Zhong Yuemin up and down, and asked in confusion: "Who are you? I don't know you."

Zhong Yuemin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a hint of unruly smile, and pointed at the officer's dress on his body: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I can let you know me."

Yan Jiecheng's eyes lit up immediately, and he instantly realized that the man in front of him was a member of a large compound. In his eyes, members of large compounds were all people of status and position, and if he could establish a relationship with them, he might be able to change his current situation. His face was immediately filled with smiles, and he said excitedly, "So you're a friend from the compound, nice to meet you."

Zhong Yuemin patted Yan Jiecheng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I am Zhong Yuemin. Yan Jiecheng, I heard that you are quite capable in this area. I have something I want you to help me with."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, he patted his chest loudly: "Brother Yuemin, just tell me what you want. As long as I, Yan Jiecheng, can do it, I will definitely do it." He was overjoyed and felt that his chance had come. If he could help Zhong Yuemin, he would have a backer in the compound in the future.

Zhong Yuemin's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a seemingly harmless but sinister smile, his eyes slightly narrowed, flashing a cunning light. He patted Yan Jiecheng's shoulder and said in a seemingly friendly but bewitching tone: "Jiecheng, I have a small matter that I want you to help me with. Go to the warehouse of the steel mill to get something for me. This should not be difficult for you, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng's face turned pale. "Brother Yuemin, this... this won't do! Is the steel mill warehouse a place that can be entered casually? You asked me to go get something, this... this is obviously stealing! If I do this and get caught, I'll be done for. I don't want to ruin my life!" As he spoke, he waved his hands in panic and stepped back unconsciously.
Zhong Yuemin looked at Yan Jiecheng's horrified expression, and a barely perceptible sinister smile appeared on his face. Then he changed to a sincere expression and said slowly: "Jiecheng, don't worry. The equipment originally belonged to me. It was just temporarily stored in the warehouse of the steel rolling mill. Now I need it urgently, and I need you to help me get it out. This is not stealing."

When Yan Jiecheng heard this, his tense nerves relaxed a little. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh: "So that's how it is, Brother Yuemin, you scared me to death." However, he rolled his eyes and immediately said: "But I can't work for nothing. This matter has risks anyway. You have to give me five dollars as a labor fee." He looked at Zhong Yuemin greedily, his eyes flashing with desire for money.

Zhong Yuemin cursed in his heart: "This kid is really a greedy guy, he wants to make money every time he gets a chance." But he still agreed readily: "Okay, five dollars is five dollars. As long as you do the job well, you will get the money."

When Yan Jiecheng heard that Zhong Yuemin agreed, he immediately smiled and said, "Brother Yuemin, don't worry, I will definitely get the thing done for you. Just wait and see!" He seemed to have already seen the five dollars go into his pocket.

Yan Jiecheng's face was full of anxiety, and his eyes were shining with desire for the five yuan: "Brother Yuemin, let's not dawdle any longer, let's hurry up, the sooner we finish the work, the sooner I can get the money."

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly and took Yan Jiecheng to the outside of the steel mill. He took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Yan Jiecheng: "Here, just give this note to old man Zhang who is in charge of the warehouse in the logistics department, and he will give you the things, and then you just need to bring the things out. It's very simple."

Yan Jiecheng took the note, looked at it, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face: "That's it? This is too easy, Brother Yuemin, just wait and see, I'll go right away." After that, he strode towards the factory gate.

But just as he reached the factory gate, Yan Jiecheng suddenly stopped, the smile on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by an annoyed look. He slapped his head and said, "I'm so confused. I've been fired from the factory and now I can't get in."

Yan Jiecheng turned around helplessly and ran back to Zhong Yuemin: "Brother Yuemin, I just remembered that I was fired from the factory and can't get in. You have to find a way to get me in."

Zhong Yuemin frowned, with a flash of impatience and disgust in his eyes: "Why are you so troublesome, kid? I asked you to do something because I believe you have the ability, but you can't even solve this problem? Since you want to take the money, find a way to get in by yourself, don't bother me."

Yan Jiecheng looked aggrieved: "Brother Yuemin, I really can't do anything about this. You don't know, the factory is very strict now, you can't get in without a work permit. If you don't help me, I can't do this job."

Zhong Yuemin sneered: "Humph, I don't care what difficulties you have, I only look at the results. If you can't do it, there are plenty of people willing to do it. You can forget about taking the five dollars."

Yan Jiecheng was turned down by Zhong Yuemin. Although he was nervous, when he thought of the five dollars, he still gritted his teeth and walked towards the steel mill.

Arriving at the factory gate, he was a little nervous and kept looking into the gatehouse. Fortunately, he saw that it was Director Zhou sitting in the gatehouse. Yan Jiecheng was relieved and smiled. When he was working at the steel mill, he often tried to get close to Director Zhou and even invited him to smoke.

Yan Jiecheng straightened his clothes, smiled, and walked towards the gate room, greeting Secretary Zhou enthusiastically: "Secretary Zhou, hello!"

When Secretary Zhou heard the voice, he looked up and took a closer look at Yan Jiecheng. He quickly recognized him and said, "Oh, isn't this Yan Jiecheng? You're not working in the factory anymore. Why are you here today?"

Yan Jiecheng thought for a moment and quickly replied, "Secretary Zhou, it's like this. My brother Yan Jiefang is in the factory, and I have something urgent to discuss with him. Can you let me in for a moment?" As he spoke, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Secretary Zhou, with a flattering look in his eyes.

Secretary Zhou took the cigarette, looked at Yan Jiecheng, and said with a smile: "So you are looking for your brother. However, you are no longer a member of the factory. According to the regulations, you cannot just go in casually."

Yan Jiecheng's heart skipped a beat, but he kept a smile on his face: "Secretary Zhou, you see, I really have something urgent to do. I'll just go in for a short while and come out as soon as I find my brother. I won't cause you any trouble. Please be flexible."

Secretary Zhou subconsciously looked around, his eyes revealing a hint of caution. When he was sure that Section Chief Li was not nearby, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Yan Jiecheng and said, "You kid always cause trouble for me. You are lucky today. Section Chief Li is not here, so I will let you in this time."

Yan Jiecheng's face immediately showed a look of surprise, and he hurriedly said: "Secretary Zhou, you are such a good person! Thank you so much! I promise, I will only go in for a while and will definitely not cause you any trouble." (End of this chapter)