Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 128 Talk
As expected, not long after Xu Qing finished chatting with Ma Jiefang, he was called to the office of the security section chief.

Looking at Chief Ma, who couldn't see any emotional fluctuations on his face, Xu Qing stood inside, ready to face the storm.

Unexpectedly, Ma Guohua did not directly reprimand, nor did he get angry and beat the person.

But when he saw Xu Qing coming, he pointed to the chair beside him and said, "Sit down first."

Xu Qing was apprehensive, nodded his head and hummed, then walked to the chair and sat down.

But when he sat down, he suddenly felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

I thought that after sitting down, Section Chief Ma would ask me why he wanted to be a virgin with his daughter Ma Jinghong.

But in the next 10 minutes, Xu Qing saw Section Chief Ma, lowering his head to deal with things, and kept silent to himself.

This made Xu Qing feel even more uneasy.

The words he had thought up on the way were still unable to be uttered, so Xu Qing felt that those words were very inappropriate, so he began to think carefully about words and sentences again.

But at this moment, Ma Guohua, who is the chief of the section, stood up, left the desk, walked towards Xu Qing, smoking a cigarette:

"Boy, do you know why I called you here today?"

With the sudden interruption, Xu Qing's half-thought-out response came to an abrupt end.

As for what I had thought about before, I can’t seem to remember it.

Xu Qing could only get up in a hurry and said, "Uncle Ma, I know why you called me here. This is all my fault, and it has nothing to do with Jinghong. I accept any criticism or scolding of me."

Xu Qing said bravely.

Ma Guohua laughed, without any anger on his face. He smoked the cigarette in his hand and looked at Xu Qing quietly.

"Boy, even if you have a decent attitude, are honest, and look like a man, if you open your mouth and say that you will never date my daughter from now on, then uncle, I won't be as good-looking as I am now."

Xu Qing looked surprised and didn't understand what it meant.

Ma Guohua exhaled a smoke ring and sighed softly:
"Young women are not allowed to stay in college. As a father, I can't control the affairs of young people like you, but I can say the ugly things first.

If you sincerely date my daughter, I won’t stop you, and I won’t tell your aunt, but if you dare to abandon my daughter all the time and bully her, then I will definitely stand up for my daughter. I won't spare you, boy! "

Xu Qing looked at Ma Guohua blankly, feeling surprised and happy in his heart.

He secretly felt that he deserved to be the chief of the section. His kindness and capacity were really incomparable to ordinary people.

But the second half of the other party's words was full of warning, which made Xu Qing very sad. It was precisely because Ma Guohua was the section chief, so if he broke up with Ma Jinghong in the future, he was afraid that his life in the factory would be ruined. It's not going to be easy.

Ma Guohua paused for a moment, then turned to Xu Qing and said: "The factory expects to conduct a full-time assessment at the beginning of next month. This matter has been preliminarily finalized. Hurry back to the workshop, you boy, and learn more from Lao Zhang. Don't miss it by then." Pass, save embarrassment!"

"By the way, don't tell others casually, just know it yourself."

Xu Qing was startled again, and quickly nodded to Ma Guohua to thank him.

"Thank you, Uncle Ma."

Ma Guohua stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray in front of his desk, waved his hand, "Remember to close the door for me when you go out."

Xu Qing walked out of the section chief's office, opened the door, stood in the corridor, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The heart that was in his throat fell back into his chest.

And at the same time.

Ma Jinghong, who works in the art troupe, is reporting to their leader Cao Chunhua. Cao Xiaojun was entangled in a fight with Xu Qing yesterday.

Cao Chunhua, the leader of the cultural troupe, had an old face, and now he was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Hearing Ma Jinghong's words, he angrily slammed the teacup in his hand on the table with a bang.

He naturally knew that his idle son was causing trouble for him outside all day long, and he, as an old man, had to wipe his ass.

Before, Cao Chunhua had long thought about arranging his son Cao Xiaojun to join the art troupe, but he never had the chance and he didn't dare to mess around.

After all, if one is bad, maybe he himself, the head of the regiment, won't be able to do it anymore.

As for other opportunities, Cao Chunhua certainly has his own, but his unsatisfactory son will not live well at all except adding obstacles to his life.

He would make trouble with people every now and then, and he would get into trouble as soon as he made trouble.

If not, because of his status as the head of a cultural troupe, he would lose face and find many people, all scrambling for a good job that they couldn't get.

He, as a father, has paved the road, but his son doesn't like it, so what can he do?

Cao Xiaojun only wanted to be a cadre, his heart was higher than the sky, and he looked down upon the job as a worker.

As for the cadres, it's not that easy.

Cao Chunhua was just a small official in Sijiu City. Cao Xiaojun didn't study well. He didn't even finish junior high school and was expelled for fighting.

For these years, Cao Chunhua wanted to send him to the mountains so that he could have the status of a cadre for the time being. Although he would have to endure hardships, he could work slowly and then transfer him back.

The problem was that Cao Xiaojun didn’t want to go and refused directly.

"I want to be a cadre in Sijiucheng and I won't go anywhere!"

What can Cao Chunhua do?He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, even after beating him several times, it had no effect.

So he simply let him fend for himself, if he can't control it, then he doesn't care.

Unexpectedly, yesterday afternoon, my son got into trouble again.

Cao Chunhua was furious, smoked a cigarette fiercely, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, turned around and said to Ma Jinghong:

"Jinghong, I know about this. When I go back tonight, I will take good care of him!"

Ma Jinghong didn't leave just because of the head's prevarication.

Instead, he continued to stand in the head's office, looked at Cao Chunhua and said:

"Captain, I know you are usually busy worrying about the affairs of our group and it's very hard. However, your son made trouble for my partner yesterday. If you don't give me an explanation, I will continue to report it to you."

Cao Chunhua's heart skipped a beat, and his figure trembled accordingly.

Although he doesn't care much about Cao Xiaojun anymore, he is well aware that his son likes Ma Jinghong.

However, as the leader of the group, he couldn't say anything about it.

First of all, Ma Jinghong performed very well in the group, and her appearance was one of the best among the young girls in the group.

Secondly, as the team leader, it is inconvenient for him to intervene in the affairs of the young people, and it is a private matter.

Cao Xiaojun wanted to pursue him, and he felt in his heart that his son had finally done something reliable.

Cao Chunhua hopes Ma Jinghong can be his daughter-in-law.

But just now I heard Ma Jinghong say that her son was fighting with her partner yesterday.

Cao Chunhua became confused, subconsciously supported the desk with his right hand, lowered his head, and grabbed the teacup, drinking water to cover up the embarrassment on his face, while secretly thinking about how to get rid of the matter before it had a negative impact on him.

If Ma Jinghong really reflects upwards, his career may stop here.

Don't look at things as trivial, but one moment and another moment.

These days, the quality of your reputation has a great impact on your future development.

He is the leader, and his reputation cannot be tarnished.

Even if it exists, let others not know about it and erase it without anyone noticing.

After Cao Chunhua thought to himself, he held the tea cup in his hand and said to Ma Jinghong in a gentle tone:

"In this way, when I get off work at noon, I will go back to deal with him. For the sake of my face, please stop reacting to this matter. Do you think so?"

Only then did Ma Jinghong nodded in satisfaction, then turned and left.

When Cao Chunhua saw Ma Jinghong leaving, he immediately sat down heavily on the chair, frowning and smoking, feeling very angry.

After thinking about it, I think it's better to go back early and clean up my restless son, so that he won't cause trouble and trouble for himself.

After making up his mind, Cao Chunhua stubbed out a cigarette without finishing it, left the office, and asked the deputy commander to temporarily take over the affairs of the regiment. He hurried home before getting off work at noon.

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