Siheyuan: I Have a Beast System

After kicking a few people, Huang Youcai took half of the cucumber in his mouth and left from the main entrance of the cafeteria.

The overall situation has been decided, it is time to report to the work.

…………

At this time, the office of Deputy Director Li.

"Jia Zhengyi!"

"It's your unkindness first, so don't blame me for being unrighteous."

Qin Huairu, who had been on leave for a long time, came to Li Weimin's office, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Hearing Li Weimin's voice, Qin Huairu immediately put away her resentment, put on a smile, opened the door and walked in.

"The factory manager..."

"It's Master Qin, do you have anything to do with me?"

If it was before, Li Weimin would definitely receive Qin Huairu well.

It's different now. Jia Zhengyi is his person, and he may be his right-hand man in the future.

You can't ruin the relationship between two people because of one woman.

"Is there not enough food at home?"

Before Qin Huairu could speak, Li Weimin opened the drawer, took out [-] catties of food coupons, and handed over a catty of meat coupons: "You can use these first, if it's not enough, come to me directly."

"Master you?"

Qin Huairu was a little confused. When he begged Li Weimin in the past, he either wanted to take advantage of himself, or just liked to ignore it.

Now, he suddenly and generously gave himself food stamps and meat stamps.

Is the sun coming out of the west?

"No money?"

Seeing Qin Huairu's delay in receiving the food stamps, Li Weimin understood what he meant, took out a stack of money with his backhand, counted ten dollars and handed it over.

"This is a factory subsidy. It will not be deducted from your salary. Take it."

"Ah this..."

Seeing the money, Qin Huairu's eyes lit up and quickly took it with a smile: "Director Xie, you are really a good person..."

"Don't thank me. If you want to thank me, thank Brother Zhengyi. He asked me to give it to you."

Li Weimin is not a good person for nothing, he must let Jia Zhengyi know.

only……

If Jia Zhengyi wanted to know this, he would definitely thank Li Weimin's eighteenth ancestor.

"You said it was Jia Zhengyi?"

Qin Huairu was secretly surprised. Did this bastard know that he was going to report that he had an improper relationship with Lou Xiaoe?

It sure is!

Don't worry, he won't cover his mouth with money and food stamps.

In the morning, I was still listening crazy, and it was only at noon that I was cowardly.

From now on, won't you eat him,

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu was happy, and it was much better to tie Jia Zhengyi than to tie the silly pillar.

"It's him."

Li Weimin nodded, turned around and sat down: "Nothing else, you can go to work."

"That factory manager, I still want to take a half-day leave. Zhengyi wants to eat the dumplings I made, what do you think?"

There are big households to eat, and what to do.

In the future, there will be no need to be ambiguous with some stinky men, and exchange some miscellaneous leftovers.

"If you want to take any leave, just go home directly. This is the task given to you by the factory. Zhengyi is for the injury suffered by the factory and should be taken care of."

Li Weimin is not afraid of Qin Huai's greed, anyway, this account must be counted on Jia Zhengyi's head.

He picked up a pen and paper, wrote a special approval note, and handed it to Qin Huairu: "You can take this and give it to your workshop director, and your attendance will not be deducted."

"Thank you, Director."

Qin Huairu smiled, and looked at it cautiously.

But found that Li Weimin did not write the date.

"Factory director? You forgot to write the date..."

"It's not that I forgot, it's that I didn't write it on purpose. When you come to work, just fill it up by yourself. It saves the trouble of running back and forth."

In order to corrupt Jia Zhengyi, Li Weimin made a serious effort.

"Write it yourself?"

Qin Huairu was shocked, how is Jia Zhengyi's face so big?

Are the rumors true?

Jia Zhengyi is about to be promoted to Chief of the Security Section!

If so, this dumpling can't be too simple, it must grab his heart and stomach.

Chapter 15 The Drunk Liang Ladi in the Tavern

Finished the canteen.

All Jia Zhengyi has to do is wait.

When Fan Haiqing received the news, he couldn't sit still to find him.

Passive attack will never be as happy as the one who wishes to take the bait.

"Senior?"

"Senior?"

"Where are we going next?"

Huang Youcai disappeared, leaving behind a group of younger brothers who madly flattered Jia Zhengyi.

"Have a meal."

"I invite you."

It was comfortable to shoot, Jia Zhengyi was very generous, not only them, but all the security guards in the security department followed suit.

After today, it's all his own little brother, and he must harvest a wave of people's hearts.

Very arrogant.

Jia Zhengyi took a group of people, like bandits going down the mountain, out of the factory, and went straight to the wine and meat restaurant in the living area.

Wine and meat restaurants drop in price?

Treating guests to buy people's hearts should go to a big hotel.

Jia Zhengyi said in one sentence, "They don't deserve it!"

Leaders treat guests, who dares to beep.

Besides, the wine and meat restaurant is very good, the meat is sweet and the wine is sweet, and it is close to the factory. If something happens, you can go back in time.

"boss?"

"Is the boss there? It's business..."

As soon as everyone entered the door, a few people shouted at the top of their voices.

The loud voice shocked all the diners.

It's just that, it's estimated that I haven't been in a restaurant for a few years.

"What do you guys eat?"

The owner of the wine and meat restaurant was very happy. There were more than a dozen people, and the per capita consumption was [-] cents, which was also a large order.

"Our section chief treats guests with good wine and good food, and it's not bad for the money."

"Old man with clumsy eyes, who is the section chief?"

Come to the high official, the eyes of the owner of the wine and meat restaurant lit up, if this is served, it may be a long-term meal ticket.

"Blind! Such a big section chief is standing in front of you, can't you see?"

"Alas! Low-key and low-key."

Jia Zhengyi stopped holding his younger brother to death, and took out a five-pound meat ticket with his backhand and handed it over.

"If it's not enough, ask for more. Hurry up and serve wine and meat. I'm hungry."

"Okay, gentlemen, please sit down first."

Just five pounds of meat tickets, or the rolling mill has money.

The boss happily went to work.

Jia Zhengyi and his group were not idle either. They built a large table by the window and sat down one after another.

"It cost the section chief a lot of money."

"Senior..."

"Don't call the chief of the section, it sounds like life, just call me Zhengyi."

I get tired of listening to too much flattery. A factory broke the section chief and acted like a great leader of the country. It was too high-profile.

"Brother Jia!"