Siheyuan: After becoming a traitor, first let the Huai Ru River overflow its banks.

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Li Jianjun's promotion to section chief caused quite a stir throughout the entire Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

At just 21 years old, he became a section chief, which aroused envy and jealousy among the people.

This includes Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai.

Inside Workshop 2.

Yi Zhonghai was tightening screws, while the workers below were talking incessantly.

"This Li Jianjun has no relation to Director Yang, so why has he been promoted so quickly?"

"Yes, I've been screwing in screws my whole life, and I'm still just a factory worker."

"Don't talk about yourself. Look at Master Yi. He's almost retired. He's an eighth-level fitter, and he only barely became the workshop director."

"Li Jianjun is far ahead of Master Yi."

The crowd had originally intended to compare the two men side-by-side to show how quickly Li Jianjun had been promoted.

But this also illustrates, from another perspective, that Yi Zhonghai's promotion was slow.

Not bad.

He's over 50, almost 60, and still just a workshop director.

Yi Zhonghai also spoke out in defense of himself.

Perhaps it was Li Jianjun's promotion, along with the surrounding discussions, that triggered Yi Zhonghai's sensitive nerves.

At lunchtime, Yi Zhonghai didn't eat in the cafeteria. Instead, he went home and sat there smoking silently.

The older woman was puzzled.

Lao Yi rarely eats lunch at home, but today he did something different.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

"Old Yi, is something wrong at the factory? You seem a bit distracted today."

Yi Zhonghai picked up his pipe and prepared to fill it with tobacco leaves.

Despite his high salary, he lives a very simple life.

I ate in the cafeteria most of the time, and I couldn't even bear to buy a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes.

Chapter 147 Yi Zhonghai's Conspiracy

"To tell you the truth, Li Jianjun has recently been promoted to section chief..."

The older woman was quite surprised.

"Isn't he only 21 years old? He's become a section chief at such a young age."

"Old Yi, you've been around for almost half your life, and you're only a workshop foreman..."

It's one thing for others to say that, but the key issue is my own spouse.

Yi Zhonghai's face fell, but then he thought that this was not his wife's fault.

"Who says otherwise? Judging from this momentum, Li Jianjun will rise very quickly, and my position as an old man is probably in jeopardy."

"No, I have to think of a way to teach this kid a lesson and not let him steal all the limelight."

Yi Zhonghai, that old fox, never has to lift a finger to scheme against others.

They never do things personally if they can do them secretly.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be called an old schemer.

"I'm going to find Zhu Zi. He and Zhu Zi are having a conflict now..."

When a couple has been together for a long time, they can understand each other instantly with just a few words.

The older woman knew that Yi Zhonghai wanted to use Sha Zhu to punish Li Jianjun.

Although Li Jianjun held a high-ranking official position, Sha Zhu has now been suspended from his post and is staying at home to reflect on his actions.

As the saying goes, even those who are barefoot aren't afraid of those wearing shoes; everyone is afraid of those who are reckless.

That hothead Sha Zhu might actually be able to get things done for Yi Zhonghai.

……

Yi Zhonghai, smoking his pipe, walked toward Sha Zhu's house.

He went to the toilet during this time and happened to pass by Yan Bugui's house.

Yi Zhonghai vaguely heard Yan Bugui and his wife talking animatedly, and he stopped in his tracks.

“Old man, Li Jianjun has become a section chief. You need to find a way to get him to find jobs for our two sons.”

All I heard the three aunties say was...

"What's the rush? I have my own plans for this."

"You saw what happened yesterday, right? That was me paving the way for our two sons' future."

"Would Li Jianjun not speak well of us? Wouldn't he obediently arrange a job for our son?"

Speaking of this, Yan Bugui became very proud.

Yi Zhonghai finally understood why Yan Bugui spoke up for Li Jianjun at every turn—it turned out he needed Yan's help.

Yi Zhonghai detoured from next to Yan Bugui's house to Sha Zhu's house.

Upon entering the house, they found that only Yu Shui was there.

"Rain, where's your brother?"

Rainwater is cooking.

"It turns out to be an old man. I didn't see my brother when I got home from get off work. Maybe he went out on something."

Yi Zhonghai missed his target and was somewhat unwilling to give up.

"Okay, I'll wait for him here for a while."

About ten minutes later, Sha Zhu returned, carrying a wine bottle in his hand, and walking unsteadily.

When he came over, the smell of alcohol wafted over me.

Yi Zhonghai pinched his nose and looked at Sha Zhu with disdain.

"Zhu Zi, did you go drinking again?"

Sha Zhu speaks with his tongue tied in knots.

"Drink...drink...hahaha..."

Those who didn't know better would think that Sha Zhu had gone mad.

Rain quickly helped Sha Zhu up and took the wine bottle from his hand.

"Uncle, I'm so sorry. My brother has been drunk every day for the past few days, and he won't say anything when I ask him."

"I heard that he had a conflict with Li Jianjun, and then he was suspended from his post and is reflecting on his actions at home."

From Yu Shui's few words, Yi Zhonghai learned the truth of the matter.

It's highly likely that Sha Zhu felt he had lost face in the courtyard, lost his job, and couldn't hold his head up in public, so he simply drank himself into oblivion every day.

“Zhu Zi, you can’t do this. If you continue like this, you’ll be ruined.”

Sha Zhu has indeed become somewhat self-destructive.

He worked as a cook at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, taking over the job from his father, He Daqing.

I ruined my perfectly good job.

Now he's suffering in silence, unable to express his bitterness.

Moreover, he was punished every day by having to clean the yard, and he always felt inferior to others.

"Uncle...I'm just...a yard sweeper...please don't mind me..."

Yi Zhonghai instructed the rain.

Go get a bowl of cold water.

Yu Shui, half-believing and half-doubting, went to fetch some cold water and handed it to Yi Zhonghai. Without saying a word, Yi Zhonghai splashed the bowl of cold water onto Sha Zhu's face.

A chill ran through him, and Sha Zhu couldn't help but shiver.

"What are you doing, old man?"

That's Yi Zhonghai for you. If it were anyone else, Sha Zhu would have beaten the crap out of him.

"What am I going to do? I'm going to give you a good wake-up call. Li Jianjun is now a director, and his career is at its peak."

"If you continue like this, you won't have a job, you won't have a wife, and you'll end up with nothing in your life."

Sha Zhu sat dejectedly in the chair.

"Then what do you suggest I do?"

Yi Zhonghai rolled his eyes and laid out his plan in detail.

"Zhu Zi, tell me, do you want revenge? Do you want Li Jianjun to suffer a setback?"

Sha Zhu nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice.

"Think about it, of course I do. Right now I wish I could grab Li Jianjun and tear him to pieces."

Sha Zhu gritted his teeth until they were shattered, but he couldn't bring himself to cause trouble for Li Jianjun.

"Okay, if you have the determination, then you can succeed."

"Let's do this, this, this..."

Yi Zhonghai explained his plan to Sha Zhu, and a smile involuntarily appeared on Sha Zhu's face.

When it comes to backstabbing and scheming, Yi Zhonghai is second to none.

"Grandpa, that's a brilliant move."