Get something in the courtyard

The authority of the three uncles is no longer as great as before. The decisions of the two of them alone cannot completely control the Siheyuan.

If you want to take the initiative at the whole institute meeting, you must bring Yan Bugui with you.

As soon as Yi Zhonghai mentioned it, Liu Haizhong agreed: "Let's go and find Old Yan now."

Liu Haizhong went out first and strode towards the front yard.

Yi Zhonghai followed behind, thinking about the gains and losses just now. He was very satisfied with his performance.

Those words he just said were all improvisations on his part, and even he himself did not expect that the effect would be so good.

He hadn't felt this kind of feeling for 20 or 30 years. The last time was when he tricked Sha Zhu into helping Qin Huairu.

Although he still helped Qin Huairu this time, the person being fooled was different, not Sha Zhu. If it was Sha Zhu, it would be more perfect.

Passing by the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu looked at Yi Zhonghai with her big eyes like Estelle Lauder: "Uncle..."

Yi Zhonghai smiled, showing an expression that said, "How are you going to repay me?" "Huai Ru, I'm going to Old Yan's house with your uncle."

When Qin Huairu heard this, she knew that the plan had succeeded, and she threw a wink at Yi Zhonghai: "I'll wait for you to come back."

Yi Zhonghai immediately felt weak, his legs went limp and he almost fell down.

Qin Huairu felt relieved when she saw Yi Zhonghai's embarrassment. She thought her charm was gone after she failed in front of Lan Zhengwu. After seeing Yi Zhonghai's performance, her confidence returned.

Liu Haizhong turned his head and shouted to Yi Zhonghai who was dawdling, "Old Yi, can you please hurry up?"

Yi Zhonghai didn't dare to delay. He took two quick steps and accompanied Liu Haizhong into Yan Bugui's house.

At this time, Yan Bugui was angry.

There were three uncles, two of them were drinking together, but they just left him out. Isn't this looking down on him?

Smelling the alcohol coming from the two men, Yan Bugui felt even worse. He thought the two men were showing off to him, so his tone was a little stiff: "Lao Yi, Lao Liu, what are you doing at my house?"

This made the two of them a little confused. They didn't provoke Yan Bugui, and Yan Bugui was the third child, so why did he talk to them?

Liu Haizhong was in high spirits, so he couldn't stand this and said directly: "Old Yan, you don't welcome us."

Yi Zhonghai saw that things were not going well, and quickly stepped forward and said, "Old Liu, the overall situation is more important."

Liu Haizhong thought about it and decided that he should put the overall situation first, so he let go of his dissatisfaction.

Yi Zhonghai said to Yan Bugui again: "Old Yan, we are looking for you this time to discuss something with you that will be of great benefit."

Hearing that there was a benefit, Yan Bugui's tone softened: "What is the matter that is worth the two of you going out together?"

Yi Zhonghai then told Liu Haizhong all the tricks he had used, saying that through this incident, the three of them could re-establish their prestige in the Siheyuan.

Yan Bugui did agree with Yi Zhonghai's statement, but he thought of more. These days, a job is also a kind of wealth and can be sold for money.

If he could get a hundred jobs from Wang Kun, and sell each job for 500 yuan, that would be an income of 50,000 yuan.

As for giving it to my son, forget it. Selling it to my son is not as good as selling it directly for money.

"Lao Yi, Lao Liu, I can agree to hold a meeting of the whole institute. However, I want 100 job quotas."

The two were stunned: "Why do you need so many job quotas? Do you have a hundred sons like King Wen of Zhou?" After hearing this, the third aunt looked at Yan Bugui warily. Yan Bugui quickly signaled to her that he would explain to her later.

Yan Bugui was worried that the two would steal his business, so he said, "Don't worry about why I need so many quotas, just tell me if it's okay or not!"

The two did not dare to agree rashly, as the request was really too much.

"Old Yan, it's not that we don't agree, it's just your conditions... Let's put it this way, when the job quota comes, after each household has been divided, the rest will be yours, okay? If you don't agree, there's nothing we can do. At worst, Old Liu and I will hold a meeting for the entire hospital. You can go and discuss it with Wang Kun yourself."

Yan Bugui didn't dare to go to Wang Kun to discuss it. He had many opportunities to ease the relationship with Wang Kun, but they were all wasted for various reasons. Wang Kun could give him face, but he would never give him such a big face.

"Okay then! But you have to promise me that you will let Tian Youfu and his friends ask for more jobs."

After the three old men distributed the benefits, they began to prepare for the meeting.

They planned to wait until later, when everyone had returned, to hold the meeting.

After Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong left, the third aunt stared at Yan Bugui and said, "Explain to me why you need so many job quotas?"

Yan Bugui smiled and said, "I'm doing this for our family. Think about it, job quotas can be sold for money. Wang Kun's factory has such good benefits, job quotas will be more valuable. One job quota is sold for 500, and 100 job quotas are 50,000. This makes more money than our daughter-in-law's hot pot restaurant."

The third aunt slapped her thigh and said with regret: "Why didn't I think of that? It's a pity that we can't get so many job vacancies."

Yan Bugui also began to sigh, as if he had lost several million. In fact, it was almost the same. Fifty thousand in the 1980s was really equivalent to several million in later generations.

Soon, the time came and they estimated that everyone had returned, so Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong began to arrange people and call everyone to a meeting.

When they made this arrangement, they discovered a serious problem: they had no one under their command.

Back then, they had many talented people under their command. Yi Zhonghai had Jia Dongxu, Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu, Liu Haizhong had three sons, and Yan Bugui had three sons. Together, these people had a lot of weight in the Siheyuan.

Now, the three uncles only have one stick to use. One of Yi Zhonghai's two subordinates died, and the other fell out with him. None of Liu Haizhong's three sons came back for the New Year.

Of Yan Bugui's four children, only Yan Jiecheng is left, and he is still in the hotel and has not returned.

When the conference was held, people from the hospital came to the venue with curiosity.

After Liu Haizhong said a lot of nonsense, the right to speak was handed over to Yi Zhonghai: "The reason why I called everyone here today is to discuss something that is closely related to everyone.

Everyone has heard that Wang Kun opened a factory, where the workers have very good benefits, and receive thirteen months' salary a year. We are neighbors with Wang Kun, so he must take care of us.
……

The three of us uncles discussed it and decided to ask Tian Youfu and a few others to talk to Wang Kun and arrange work for everyone in our hospital.

What do you think? "

Surely this is a good thing?

But no one dared to be the first to stand up because of the new god of war in the Siheyuan, Liu Yuhua.

Liu Yuhua snorted, "Yi Zhonghai, you don't even realize what era this is. You still want to use your moral kidnapping tactics. When Wang Kun resigned to open a factory, who was it that said something sarcastic about him? When Wang Kun's factory was recruiting workers, why didn't you sign up?
Now that you see other people’s factories are doing well, you want to take advantage of them. Don’t you think that’s shameless?

I tell you, we can’t help with this matter, and we won’t help.”

Yi Zhonghai's face turned red with anger, and he shouted angrily: "If you want to live in this courtyard, you must obey the arrangements of the courtyard. Let's vote by raising our hands, so that they won't think I'm bullying them."

The result was tragic. There were nearly 70 people in the courtyard, but less than 10 raised their hands. When Xiaodang and Huaihua heard that they had to raise their hands, they secretly ran back home. (End of this chapter)