Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

"As long as you're in this Hongxing area, the police station will fully support you in any situation you encounter!"

Zhou Jianguo patted his chest, his voice resounding with conviction.

These words were not only spoken to Zhang Huaimin, but also to the officers standing nearby.

Director Wang stood aside, watching this scene, and was overjoyed.

This child is not only exceptionally intelligent, but also possesses this extraordinary skill.

It seems I don't have to worry about him being bullied by the beasts in the compound.

On the contrary, we should remind those people not to provoke this little tyrant.

The household registration certificate for the orphan of a martyr was successfully obtained.

Zhou Jianguo even granted Zhang Huaimin a special pass to allow him to enter and leave the police station at any time.

Zhang Huaimin carefully put these things away.

He secretly thought to himself that this powerful official backing had become even more solid.

In the evening, Zhang Huaimin returned to the courtyard house.

I had just entered the main gate, before I even reached the middle courtyard.

A round, chubby figure with a large belly stood in front of him like a wall.

It was Liu Haizhong, the second uncle of the family in the courtyard, who was a level seven forging worker at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Liu Haizhong specially changed into a clean blue work uniform today.

Her hair was combed meticulously, and for the first time ever, she even applied some hair oil.

His fat face was plastered with an extremely fawning smile, and the way he looked at Zhang Huaimin was as if he were looking at a mountain of gold.

"Oh my, our 'little fairy' is back!"

Liu Haizhong rubbed his hands together, laughing so hard his eyes were almost closed.

"Huaimin, your second uncle is here specifically to wait for you today."

Zhang Huaimin stopped and looked up at Liu Haizhong.

That old man, all he does in the yard is beat his son and act all high and mighty.

The way he's acting like a servile slave today, he's definitely up to no good.

"Uncle, why are you waiting for me? I don't have any candy in my pocket."

Zhang Huaimin blinked, feigning innocence.

Liu Haizhong looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention, he moved closer mysteriously.

"Huaimin, your second uncle has heard about it!"

"You not only cured Director Wang's relative's illness, but today you've even cured Chief Zhou's chronic ailment!"

"Now, whether it's the neighborhood committee or the police station, they treat you like a treasure!"

Liu Haizhong swallowed hard, finally revealing his true colors as a power-hungry fox.

"Huaimin, look how well you get along with these high-ranking leaders."

"I've worked in the steel rolling mill for half my life, and my skills are unparalleled. The only thing I lack is 'official luck'."

"Aren't you going to the factory tomorrow to handle the transfer of your death benefits?"

"Could you put in a good word for your second uncle with Director Yang then?"

"If you can make me a team leader in the workshop, your second uncle will definitely protect you in the yard!"

Zhang Huaimin almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

Liu Haizhong's obsession with officialdom has truly reached a critical stage.

In order to become an official, he actually came to beg a five-year-old child.

He wants to protect me? I'm lucky he doesn't cause me any trouble.

Since you've come here to be tortured, I'll grant your wish.

Zhang Huaimin's eyes lit up, and an idea came to him.

He pretended to be both embarrassed and serious.

"Second Uncle, so you want to be a high-ranking official."

"But I heard from Grandma Wang that the factory leaders like workers who have a 'childlike heart' and 'energetic spirit' the most."

"Director Yang said that those lifeless workers are not good cadres."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong immediately became nervous.

"Then... what should we do with Second Uncle?"

Zhang Huaimin lowered his voice, as if he were imparting some unparalleled secret technique.

"Second Uncle, I'll tell you a secret."

"Tomorrow morning, Director Yang will bring high-ranking leaders from above to inspect the workers' morale at the factory gate."

"Just do it when they pass by."

"Stand in the most conspicuous spot at the main entrance, and loudly and emotionally recite three times: 'I love the Big Apple!'"

"When Director Yang sees how energetic and childlike this Master Liu is, he'll be so pleased that he'll promote you to a high-ranking position!"

Liu Haizhong listened, completely stunned.

"My favorite thing is the Big Apple? This... isn't that a bit too childish?"

Zhang Huaimin curled his lip.

"Second Uncle, you don't understand, this is called 'returning to simplicity'."

"The big boss likes this kind of unconventional approach. If you feel embarrassed, then just forget it."

As he spoke, Zhang Huaimin made a move to leave.

"No, no, no!"

Liu Haizhong grabbed Zhang Huaimin.

His mind, completely blinded by the desire to become an official, had lost its basic judgment.

Even a five-year-old can be on friendly terms with the director. Could this little fairy's words be true?

"Uncle believes in you! Uncle will definitely do his best tomorrow!"

Liu Haizhong clenched his fist excitedly, as if he could already see the glorious scene of becoming the workshop director.

Watching Liu Haizhong's heavily pregnant figure walk away, Zhang Huaimin covered his mouth behind her, almost bursting out laughing.

With that level of intelligence, he deserves to be relegated to picking up manure.

The next morning.

In front of the gate of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Today, the factory is welcoming a routine inspection from leaders of the Ministry of Industry, and the atmosphere is solemn and respectful.

Factory Director Yang, along with Deputy Factory Director Li and other factory leaders, stood inside the gate, dressed in suits and ties, waiting nervously.

And next to the workers' passage outside the main gate.

Liu Haizhong specially changed into a brand new set of work clothes today.

He stood ramrod straight like a pillar, his chest heaving violently, muttering the "incantation" under his breath.

"I love the Big Apple... I love the Big Apple..."

soon.

A black Hongqi sedan slowly pulled up at the factory gate.

Factory Director Yang quickly put on a big smile and strode over to greet him.

"Welcome, leaders, to Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill for your guidance!"

Just as the car door opened and a distinguished ministerial leader stepped out,

An extremely shocking and unbelievable scene unfolded.

Liu Haizhong, who was originally standing to the side.

Suddenly, as if injected with adrenaline, he leaped to the very center of the gate!

He opened his arms and looked up at his fat face, which was covered in fat.

With all his might, he yelled at the ministerial leader who had just gotten out of the car, his voice hoarse and strained:

"I love the Big Apple!!!"

"I! Love! Big! Apples!!!"

"I love the Big Apple the most!!!"

Each of the three roars was higher and more passionate than the last.

It was almost like some kind of ancient cult ritual.

Quiet.

A deathly silence fell instantly in front of the massive gate of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Only the roaring echo in Liu Hai's hair still lingered in mid-air.

The minister's leg, which had just stepped out of the car, froze in mid-air.

He stared in astonishment at the fat worker in front of him, whose face was flushed with excitement and who was spitting as he spoke.

Is the welcoming ceremony at the Red Star Factory really that unique?

The smile on Director Yang's face froze completely at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, his face turned ashen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An uncontrollable rage surged to his head.

"Liu Haizhong! Are you crazy?!"

Factory Director Yang was so angry that he trembled all over and pointed at Liu Haizhong, cursing him loudly.

"Security department! Where are the security personnel?"

"Get this lunatic out of here!"

Liu Haizhong was still immersed in his fantasy of being promoted and was completely unaware that something was wrong.

He even gave Director Yang a fawning smile.

"Director Yang, look at my appearance, isn't it energetic enough? My childlike heart..."

"You son of a bitch!"

The usually refined Director Yang suddenly swore.

"Liu Haizhong, you've utterly disgraced our Red Star Factory!"

"Starting today, you're no longer working in the factory!"

"Get to the scrap yard right now and go pick out some steel slag!"

"Don't come back to see me until a full month has passed!"

Several security officers pounced on them like wolves.

They lifted his still-dazed bangs and dragged him away from the scene like a dead dog.

Until they were thrown into a dirty and exhausting junkyard.

Looking at the mountain of scorching steel slag in front of him.

Liu Haizhong then suddenly realized what was happening.

He'd been tricked by that little brat Zhang Huaimin!

They completely messed up!

"My official! My workshop foreman!"

Liu Haizhong knelt before the pile of steel slag, tears welling in his eyes, holding a broken shovel in his hand.

That was truly tragic.

This scene was witnessed by Uncle Yan Bugui, who was returning to the factory to claim his expenses.