Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

Zhao Lan and Tian Qiming, who were both in the labor union, had been Zhang Cuihua's leaders. They looked at each other and thought, who the hell is talking nonsense? Did Zhang Cuihua respect that leader? We are her direct superiors, did she respect us? She is good at scolding people every day, and of course, she is good at doing things. Both of them have seen Zhang Cuihua beat people. Tian Qiming saw Zhang Cuihua beat her colleagues; Zhao Lan saw Zhang Cuihua beat the old lady of the Fan family. She was quick and standard in her movements, but is this the standard for promoting people in the steel mill? People's hearts have changed. It's easy to know the hearts of old friends, but it's easy to change the hearts of old friends.

When Zhang Cuihua’s former colleagues heard this, they started cursing. How could she unite her colleagues? She beat us and scolded us every day. Are you lying with your eyes open?

Chapter 256 Jia Dongxu is hurt again

He Yuzhu had also heard about Zhang Cuihua's promotion, and thought that his aunt was indeed a good hand, many times better than Jia Dongxu. She only made a slight move, first investigating the situation at Zheng Jiechun's home, then found Liu Lan and asked her to spread a rumor in the factory, then found Zhao Chunyan on the street, and also entrusted Zhao Chunyan to go to Zhengjia Village, Xiangyang Commune, and spread the news along the way. In this way, she did not go to the door, but only made a slight move, and Zheng Jiechun let his mother go back. I am convinced, I have to be convinced, my aunt is my idol, He Yuzhu thought to himself.

Liu Haizhong cleans the toilet very cleanly and has been praised by the workshop leaders many times. This has greatly encouraged Liu Haizhong and strengthened his goal of becoming a team leader and then continuing to strive for progress.

But today, Liu Haizhong heard the news of Zhang Cuihua's promotion on the radio, and he was immediately dissatisfied. What is Zhang Cuihua? She is just a shrew, but she has Li Huaide as her backer. She was promoted by nepotism. It's too shameful, Liu Haizhong was indignant. Li Huaide is too bad. He is nepotism and favoritism in the unit. He is the biggest stumbling block to the progress of the steel mill, Liu Haizhong thought to himself.

"Sister Hua, how long have you been in the factory? You've already become a manager?" Qian Ying said enviously.

"This is Sister Hua's ability. It's Sister Hua and her brother, Deputy Director Zhang. They have made great achievements time and again. It's impossible not to promote them." Liu Mei also quickly flattered her.

"I am far inferior to Dabiao. Dabiao is only 21 years old, and he is already the deputy director. I can't compare with him," Zhang Cuihua said modestly.

"Sister Hua, I've seen that you are destined to be an official. You just joined the factory late. If you had joined the factory ten or five years earlier, you would at least be a department-level cadre, and maybe even the deputy factory director," said Kang Qingquan.

"I can't do that..." Zhang Cuihua waved her hands repeatedly.

There is another clerk in the office, Wang Fang. She feels a little jealous about Zhang Cuihua's promotion, but she admires Zhang Cuihua from the bottom of her heart. She is really resourceful in dealing with problems. She is not like what others say, "a shrew who has no ideas but no brains." After spending more time with Zhang Cuihua, she found that she is not like that. Her wisdom is admirable. She is a treasure aunt who knows so much. The key is that she is generous and often invites people to dinner. This is what a leader should be. Wang Fang also admires Zhang Cuihua.

Zhang Cuihua returned to Yard 95 with the wind in her arms.

"Mom, I heard from them that you became a leader." Jia Dongxu was standing at the gate of the courtyard, waiting for his mother to arrive.

"Yes, your mother has only been in the factory for a short time, and in just a few months, she has become a clerk. I think it won't take long for her to become a deputy section chief or section chief. Dongxu, you have to work hard," He Yuzhu told Jia Dongxu and encouraged him.

"My mother can be a section chief? Are you kidding? Are the factory managers blind? Just be a clerk," Jia Dongxu retorted to He Yuzhu.

Jia Dongxu walked towards the yard while talking, "I was blind to give birth to a thing like you. If I had known you were such a person, I should have strangled you to death as soon as you were born." After hearing what her son said, Zhang Cuihua became furious. She grabbed Jia Dongxu by the clothes and started hitting his back, over and over again.

"Aunt Jia is really good at hands-on work." Xu Damao also came back and happened to see this scene. He admired Zhang Cuihua from the bottom of his heart. Her movements were so cool. She took a run-up, grabbed the clothes, and then started to beat her, one after another, cursing while beating, with a very rhythmic sense.

"Aunt, please save me quickly," Jia Dongxu asked Zhang Lianhua for help.

"Dongxu, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up and think before you speak, otherwise you will get beaten." Zhang Lianhua still gave her nephew face and pulled Zhang Cuihua away, but still said a few words to Jia Dongxu.

"Mom, you have to give me some face. I am a leader in the unit." Jia Dongxu broke free from his mother and ran about seven or eight meters and said to his mother.

"You are just a team leader, how dare you say that? No matter how high-ranking a leader you are, you still have to beat me because I am your mother," Zhang Cuihua said angrily.

"Auntie Jia, can you teach me how to take off my clothes quickly? I also want to be a cadre," Yan Jiedi came over and asked.

"Jie Di, why are you asking this? This is Aunt Jia's secret. It depends on personal aptitude. Didn't you see that Brother Dongxu hasn't learned it yet? If he had learned it, he would have been a cadre in the steel rolling mill long ago, and he wouldn't have been still a first-class worker after seven years." Yan Jiekuang came over and took his sister away.

However, Yan Jiekuang's words stabbed Jia Dongxu's wound again.

Zhang Cuihua got promoted, so naturally she had to celebrate. In the backyard, Huang Xinsheng, the Xu family, the He family, and the Jia family had dinner together.

"When will Seventh Uncle come back? I miss him so much," said Bang Geng.

"I see that you are missing your seventh uncle's delicious food. You are about to enter the first grade, why are you still so greedy?" Jia Dongxu criticized his son.

"Don't you want to eat something delicious? You wanted to eat fish yesterday, but can you catch it?" Bang Geng retorted to his father.

"I can't do it. You really underestimate me. I'll go catch them for a few days on Sunday," Jia Dongxu stood up and said loudly.

"Come on, Dongxu, please spare me. I'm 47 years old. Let me live two more years. Don't go into the water. Every time you go into the water, something happens to you. I'm old and can't stand the stimulation," Zhang Cuihua said to her son.

Everyone burst into laughter. The only one who felt embarrassed was Jia Dongxu. He glared at Banggeng and then sat down. "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Do I want to go? Can't I take a break when I have time? I'm so tired from working every day."

"Banggeng, you are going to Hongxing Primary School soon. Can you read now?" He Yuzhu asked Banggeng.

"I know a lot of words. I went to nursery school. Now I can count to a hundred and I can write from one to ten," Banggeng said proudly.

"Can't everyone count to a hundred? Jingshu can write her own name, can you write your own name?" Jia Dongxu stood up again.

"Of course I can. My name is Jia Geng. I can write a long time ago. I can also do arithmetic and addition within ten," Bang Geng said again.

"Then can you calculate what seven plus eight equals?" Jia Dongxu asked his son.

"Is this within ten? I only have ten fingers. Do I have to take off my shoes to solve a problem?" Banggeng thought for a while and said to Jia Dongxu.

"Banggeng is right. There is a problem with Dongxu's question. People have ten fingers in total, but you insisted on giving a number that equals fifteen. Who can figure it out? If you can't even give a question, then you are nothing." Zhang Cuihua immediately smoothed things over for her grandson.

Jia Dongxu sat down speechlessly again. What was going on? Why was he the one who got hurt every time?

It was late at night, and we chatted until nine o'clock, then everyone went their separate ways. No matter whether you are happy or sad, time will not stop. Sometimes falling asleep is a good thing, especially when you are unhappy. When you wake up, you can turn over a new leaf.

This is what Liu Haizhong thought and did. Now he and Yang Weimin have become good friends again, and Yang Weimin's attitude towards him has also improved a lot.

Chapter 257 Commission

Hong Kong is a world of rich people. As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do. Zhong Daohe and Wang Xing found out Zhang Dabao's identity through his second-hand car. On the morning of the next day, Zhong Daohe and Wang Xing came to Zhang Dabao's apartment with gifts.

"Uncle Zhong, Brother Wang, why are you here?" Zhang Dabao heard the sound of the door opening, and when he opened the door, he saw Zhong Daohe and the other person.

"Yan Ming, you saved me, so I have to come and thank you. When you left yesterday, I wrote down your license plate number and asked someone to check it, and I found where you live," Zhong Daohe explained.

"Let's have some tea. I have some green tea here, which I asked someone to bring from my hometown." Zhang Dabao poured a cup of Rizhao green tea for each of them.

"Xiao Ming, it seems that you have a very tasteful life. You even drink tea from your hometown. What kind of business do you want to do in Hong Kong?" Zhong Daohe hinted.

"Uncle Zhong, drinking tea is a habit. In fact, people in our place don't particularly like to drink green tea. They all like to drink jasmine tea, which is cheap and refreshing. But if you bring it with you, jasmine tea is not easy to bring because the smell of tea leaves is too strong. I haven't decided what to do with it yet. Do you have any recommendations? I'm not short of money," said Zhang Dabao with a smile.

"Xiao Ming, having money alone is not enough. In Hong Kong, it is a place where the strong prey on the weak. I have a pretty good career, but I was almost caught by Yonghe," Zhong Daohe introduced the topic.

"Is this Yongheqi very bad?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"He is so bad. His principle is that money is everything. If there is no benefit, he doesn't care who you are and will just sell you out. Everyone knows that he is a traitor," said Zhong Daohe.

Zhang Dabao nodded without saying anything, motioning Zhong Daohe to continue. He must have his own purpose in bringing up this topic.

"Yong Heqi treated me like this. If I don't fight back, everyone will look down on me. However, my people are not very skilled, Yong Heqi's defense is very tight, and he has Ying Mao's protection. Xiao Ming, I would like to ask you for help." Seeing this, Zhong Daohe took a sip of tea and looked at Zhang Dabao.

"How can we help?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Kill this traitor," said Zhong Daohe.

"Kill him?" Zhang Dabao was also stunned. Is the current business war a battle of life and death?

"Yes, people like him cannot be given any chance to breathe. There are too many cases where one fails to kill the snake and ends up being bitten by it. Xiao Ming, as long as you kill him, you can set any conditions you want, including villas, luxury cars, and beautiful women, whatever you want," said Zhong Daohe.

"Do you have any information about Yong Heqi?" After hearing Zhang Dabao's words, Wang Xing immediately handed over a paper bag in his hand.

Zhang Dabao took it out, which contained detailed information about Yong Heqi, which was much more detailed than the information provided by Ma Daohao in China.

"Uncle Zhong, are you sure where he lives?" Zhang Dabao saw the information about Yong and Qi's whereabouts.

"It's confirmed. One of his bodyguards is Ah Xing's fellow villager. He received 10,000 yuan from me and told me this. I also sent people to check. He lives in this house, but there are at least four bodyguards in it. All four bodyguards are on the first floor. Yong Heqi and his lover live on the second floor. The house he lives in is in a family compound of the Yingmao Navy. There are troops stationed there. They will go over to provide reinforcements when they hear gunshots," said Zhong Daohe.

Zhang Dasubia put down the information, thought for a while, and said, "I'll help you with this."

"Thank you so much, Xiao Ming. You saved me yesterday and now you have agreed to help me. I really don't know what to say. Here is 100,000 Hong Kong dollars. You can use it first. If you need more than enough to buy anything, feel free to come to me for more," said Zhong Daohe.

"Uncle Zhong, I can't take your money. I've said I'm not short of money, and I'm not helping you for money. There are two reasons why I'm helping you. First, you are my fellow villager, and we should help each other in a foreign country. Second, this Yong Heqi has no bottom line as a human being. He betrayed during the Anti-Japanese War and helped the devils kill many Chinese people. He should have died long ago." Zhang Dabao returned the money.

"Xiao Ming, let's do this. Leave the money with me first. After Yong Heqi dies, his property will definitely be divided up. I'll give you a share, and then we'll make a big move," said Zhong Daohao.

Zhang Dabao nodded in agreement, and after chatting for a while, Zhong Dao and Wang Xing stood up to say goodbye, while Zhang Dabao accepted the information.

Now his task was easier. Not only did he have detailed information, but he also gained the friendship of a wealthy man. Killing Yonghe was a good deal. In the afternoon, Zhang Dabiao came to the hotel opened by Yan Jing again.

"Uncle, where are the weapons? We have Yong Heqi's detailed information, absolutely authentic," Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"Do you have other channels?" Yan Jingkai was stunned, then laughed, "I knew you had channels. After you come, you will have a car to drive and a house to live in. I have seen many of our people, and they all live in my place. Not to mention a car, they even lend me their bicycles."

Zhang Dabao smiled but didn't say anything.

"Let's get it in the evening. There are too many people on the street now, it's an eyesore," Yan Jingkai said again.

Of course Zhang Dabao agreed. Since they had to wait here for an afternoon, Zhang Dabao started steaming some big buns for Yan Jing.

"Xiao Ming, this is the first time I've eaten such authentic hometown steamed buns since I came here in the 1930s," Yan Jingkai said a little sadly.

"Uncle, it seems you miss home. Who else is at home?" Zhang Dabao asked casually.

Yan Jingkai was stunned for a moment and lowered his head. "There is no one left. They are all dead. They all died at the hands of the Japanese."

"We are all the same. My mother also died at the hands of the Japanese when I was three years old. Fortunately, we won," Zhang Dabao comforted Yan Jingkai.

The two men didn't speak again. After finishing dinner and drinking a pot of tea, it was getting dark. Yan Jingkai took out a bag from a dark room and gave it to Zhang Dabao, "Your bow and arrow, a pistol, a spear, and a dagger. Xiao Ming, you must come back. I want to eat pancakes. Come back and make them for me."

"Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely come." Zhang Dabao shook Yan Jingkai's hand tightly, got into the car with his bag, then waved to Yan Jingkai and left.

I drove to the beach, put the car in the space, assembled the bow and arrow, and put away other weapons, which I probably wouldn't need. My two pheasant necks were still in the space, and I loaded them with ammunition belts. If the enemy found them and chased them closely, I would kill them.

Blowing in the bitter sea breeze, waiting for the arrival of midnight.

In a foreign land, Zhang Dabiao began to meditate on the beach, and after a cycle, he sat for a while and looked at the watch. It was already 11:30 in the evening. He took out a 28-inch bicycle from the space and headed towards the place where Yong and Qi lived.

After riding for about twenty minutes, they were almost at their destination. There were already Yingmao's sentries in front. Zhang Dabao put away his bicycle, went around to the side, and came to the yard where Yonghe started his business.

Chapter 258 Foreign Exchange Earning Mission

Yingmao's family compound is backed by mountains and faces water. It has a beautiful environment and many green plants in the yard. The entire compound is surrounded by an iron fence with iron wire tied on it, which not only does not block the view of the scenery outside but also ensures safety. Inside the yard are two-story seaside villas, about thirty in total.

Zhang Dabao observed from outside the yard. There was a patrol team in the yard, which patrolled about once every fifteen minutes. Each team consisted of five British and Mao Zedong soldiers. There were street lights in the yard, but the lights were not glaring. After observing the situation, Zhang Dabao jumped into the yard. After two jumps, he reached the far right side of the yard, because Yongheqi lived in the third building on the right, which had a number on it. The building number was 13.

The entire yard is heavily guarded, but the bodyguards in the house are relatively lax. There are no lights in the villa, only the occasional red light. Zhang Dabao knows that this is the bodyguard smoking.

Seeing that the window on the second floor was open, Zhang Dabao jumped in and pressed his body against the wall. There was no one in the room, which was a study. Seeing a safe inside, Zhang Dabao took it directly into the space, took out a dagger from the space, put on gloves, and came to another room.

There were two sounds of breathing in the room. This should be where Yong Heqi and his lover lived. His door was specially made and could not be opened from the outside. If someone entered violently, it would wake up the bodyguards on the first floor.

Zhang Dabao returned to the study room and jumped from the window to the window of the room where Yong Heqi lived. He pushed the window open with a dagger. Zhang Dabao rushed to the bed and knocked out the two people on the bed. Then he closed the window, drew the curtains, turned on the light, and saw that the man was Yong Heqi.

Let's finish the task first. Zhang Dabiao stabbed Yong Heqi's heart with the dagger, then quickly pulled it out, then inserted it again, and then pulled it out again. Yong Heqi passed away peacefully. He took out his camera and took a picture of Yong Heqi's body, then put the camera away.

Zhang Dabao put the dagger into the woman's hand, and then searched the room. There was only some cash in the woman's bag and nothing else valuable. Two thousand Hong Kong dollars is still money, and a mosquito, no matter how small, is still meat. Zhang Dabao put the money in his pocket, climbed out through the second-floor window, and considerately closed the window.

He went downstairs, out of the yard, then to the bushes, and now onto the road, where he rode his bike back home.

The next morning, Zhang Dabao got up early, bought breakfast on the street, and came to the hotel run by Yan Jing.