Courtyard House: He Daqing Forces Qin Huairu into Marrying at the Beginning

He had long wanted to find a job for his wife, who was unemployed at home, so that she could earn money to supplement their household income.

Now that even a half-grown boy like Liu Guangtian has entered the factory, there's no reason why Yang Ruihua can't.

"Yes, I already know."

"Old Yan, what's up?"

He Daqing's expression remained unchanged, calm and composed.

It was as if they had expected Yan Bugui to come knocking on their door.

"I heard that Yi Zhonghai was able to get his son into the program with your help."

Is this true?

Yan Bugui forced a smile and asked tentatively.

He Daqing's deal with Yi Zhonghai was conducted in secret.

Without evidence, it's not appropriate for others to make wild guesses.

"Who told you that?"

"Liu Guangtian joined the No. 1 cafeteria; what does that have to do with me?"

He Daqing denied it without even blinking.

Some things cannot be said outright, much less admitted.

Just like when Lin Maosheng retired, he said that he would let a distant relative take over his job.

They didn't mention the deal with Yi Zhonghai at all.

The people in the cafeteria weren't unaware of Liu Guangtian's identity, but none of them bothered to investigate.

Because the unspoken rules of succession involve the interests of many people.

The higher-ups also tacitly approved of this.

If we were to dig too deep, it wouldn't benefit anyone.

"Oh, I just happened to hear it when someone was bragging."

They all say Director He is very capable.

While shirking responsibility, Yan Bugui took the opportunity to praise He Daqing.

He Daqing's eyes sharpened as he looked at Yan Bugui and spoke earnestly.

"I'm just a cafeteria manager. I only cook meals. What great skills could I possibly have?"

You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want.

Fabricating rumors and slander is illegal.

After the steel rolling mill was transformed into a joint state-private enterprise, He Daqing became increasingly low-key.

He was well aware of his situation.

For those without background or power, excessive ostentation is a path to ruin.

Only by developing steadily and biding one's time can one protect oneself.

"You're right, you're right."

Yan Bugui nodded vigorously, showered He Daqing with compliments, and then slowly revealed his purpose.

"Sir, I'd like to find a job for Ruihua. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Isn't there a waste recycling station in the area that's hiring?"

You can take her there to see it.

He Daqing said calmly.

Compared to Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui seemed less sincere.

They come to ask someone for a favor without even bringing a gift.

This old miser is clearly trying to get something for nothing.

Since that's the case, He Daqing doesn't need to take it too seriously.

"A scrap metal recycling station?"

Yan Bugui frowned, his face contorted, and spoke weakly.

"It's not really appropriate to let a woman do that kind of thing."

Yan Bugui may be stingy, but he still cares about his reputation.

He's a cultured man, how could he let his wife pick up trash?

Wouldn't that make us a laughing stock?

"What's wrong with collecting recyclables?"

No matter what job you do, you are contributing to society.

"So you're starting to complain now?"

He Daqing is not making this up.

Given the current employment situation in Beijing, there's a high demand for any job.

Collecting recyclables is not a respectable job, but there are plenty of people competing for it.

Yang Ruihua may not even be able to compete for it.

Yan Bugui stood there, stunned, and after thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind.

You're right.

But if I'm applying for a job at the scrap yard, whose house should I visit first?

Just be ashamed of yourself.

Making money is still more important.

As the children grew up, household expenses continued to increase.

Yan Bugui had no choice but to try every possible way to increase revenue.

It's not that his salary alone can't support the whole family.

After the reforms, primary school teachers in Beijing received various subsidies in addition to their basic salaries, which added up to a considerable sum.

It's more than enough to feed a family.

However, Yan Bugui was extremely stingy, and he felt like he was losing a lot of money every month when his savings decreased.

We absolutely have to find a way to make up for it elsewhere.

"how could I know?

I am the director of the steel rolling mill canteen, not the director of the scrap metal recycling station.

I don't know anyone there.

Go ask them yourself.

He Daqing's arms aren't that long.

He wouldn't interfere much in the affairs of the steel rolling mill.

Moreover, Yan Bugui is clueless and won't provide any more useful information.

"This……"

Yan Bugui was speechless.

Working at a scrap metal recycling station isn't easy. Without connections, you can barely get in, and you end up doing the hardest, dirtiest, and most tiring work, with the lowest pay.

Yan Bugui could not accept this.

"Are there any people in our steel rolling mill who are about to retire?"

"I don't know about that."

Anyway, the people in the second canteen are still young, and I don't think any of them will retire in the next few years.

He Daqing directly thwarted Yan Bugui's little scheme.

Jobs in steel rolling mills are not so easy to find.

Yi Zhonghai was lucky; he just happened to come across the right person.

Otherwise, even if you spend twice as much money, you still won't be able to buy a job.

"Alright, it's getting late. If you don't have anything else to do, you can go back now."

He Daqing issued an order to leave without any hesitation.

Unable to get the answer he wanted, Yan Bugui had no choice but to leave dejectedly.

Yan Bugui walked out of the courtyard dejectedly, giving the other neighbors a reminder.

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It seems that He Daqing doesn't have many more opportunities at the moment.

Even if you force your way in, it won't help.

Therefore, everyone gave up the idea of ​​seeking help from He Daqing.

……

It's August now, and there are less than two months left until He Yuzhu's wedding.

He Daqing began to prepare for his son's wedding in an orderly manner.

He Yuzhu is the eldest son of the Yu generation in the He family, and his marriage is a major event that cannot be taken lightly.

Besides, Lou Xiao'e was, after all, the daughter of a wealthy family.

Even though the Lou family is much more low-key than before, the necessary procedures can be simplified but not omitted.

He Yuzhu's two houses definitely need to be renovated and tidied up before the newlyweds can move in.