Siheyuan: Start with senior technicians

Chapter 73 Help
Seeing Deputy Director Zhang's silence, he simply said: "Deputy Director Zhang, see if you can let Ding Rushan go back to the hospital to work."

Yang Weibiao said at the right moment, "Deputy Director Zhang, this is a bit of yak jerky. I'm sorry to trouble you."

He is giving a hint, it depends on whether the person accepts the move or not.

Unexpectedly, Deputy Director Zhang shook his head and said, "No need, I can't solve this problem."

"Deputy Director Zhang, is it because of your father? But this matter has been in the past for a long time."

Director Fang felt that he could no longer hold on to his dignity.

"Everything else is easy to talk about, but this thing can't be done."

Deputy Factory Director Zhang is not indifferent, but this is the person his father fired back then...

For a purchasing team leader of a steel rolling mill, this status is not worthy of his nod.

"No chance at all?"

Director Fang's face darkened.

"This is impossible!" Deputy Director Zhang said firmly.

Yang Weibiao's face didn't look good either, he didn't expect to miss.

"Then let me take another route. No matter what Chu Liu says, Ding Rushan will go to work."

After Yang Weibiao said this, he took Ding Qiunan and asked Ding Rushan to leave.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Ding Rushan also lifted the beef jerky on the coffee table.

"Deputy Director Zhang, we are also leaving. We don't dare to disturb you from now on." Director Fang called the three directors and also got up and left.

Deputy Director Zhang shook his head on his seat, and the secretary next to him said, "Director, that young man seems to be not simple, otherwise Director Fang wouldn't come to ask for it in person."

"He is not simple, he is also from the steel rolling mill. He has lost my father's face for this matter, so he can't do it."

At the entrance of the teahouse, Director Fang chased after him.

"Wei Biao, I'm so sorry today."

"Director Fang, I don't blame you for this. I will find another way and visit you another day."

Yang Weibiao forced himself to calm down, mainly because he was so embarrassed in front of Ding Qiunan.

Then he sent Ding Qiunan and Ding Rushan back.

"Yang Weibiao, forget it if you can't go to the Workers' Hospital."

Ding Qiunan didn't know how to comfort him.

"Who says you can't go? Just wait. I will definitely let Uncle Ding go to work at the Workers' Hospital on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year."

Yang Weibiao rode away. If it didn't work here, he would find another way out.

He was walking quite gracefully, and the cold wind blew on his face, which instantly made him sober.

Don't be impulsive about this. Go back and make plans first.

After returning home, Yang Weibiao leaned on his chair, not in a hurry to cook, but thinking about whether to strike a talisman.

Today's failure made him understand that the more magnificent the attributes, the more unstable they are.

"Brother Yang, something happened." Suddenly, Liu Guangtian ran in, leaving his door open.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Weibiao thought to himself, this can't be done. Silly Zhu, Xu Damao, Qin Huairu, etc. are not in the courtyard.

"I came back from outside and heard Mrs. Jia Zhang complaining in the middle courtyard, saying that her home had been robbed."

Liu Guangtian himself found it incredible.

"This is impossible, don't direct and act on your own!"

Liu Guangtian didn't understand what he said and was a bit ahead of his time.

"Let's go and have a look." Yang Weibiao stood up. He had to lock the door when he went out, not to mention a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

By the time he arrived at the middle courtyard, a lot of people had gathered.

"Oh, who the hell stole my ration, more than twenty kilograms of white flour, and I also lost my money. I can't survive this day."

Jia Zhang was in tears, this time it was true.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, it's still the Spring Festival. If you lose it, you can definitely get it back."

Yi Zhonghai thought it was unlikely, and quickly asked everyone, "Look at each house, has anyone been robbed?"

"I don't have one at home. I'm at home all day."

"Neither does our family!"

"No, nothing was lost."

Residents in the courtyard responded one after another, and some were unsure and quickly ran back to take a look.

Yan Bugui pushed up the frame of his glasses and said, "Jia Zhang, please stop being so arrogant. You are the poorest in our courtyard. How can this thief not be wise?"

"Old Yan, you heartless man, I have really been robbed. I have exchanged twenty-eight pounds of white flour. I only have a few pounds left. How will I live in the future?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang wiped her tears. She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it.

However, the residents in the courtyard still don't believe it.

Yi Zhonghai asked again, "Have you seen anyone come to the courtyard today?"

"I haven't seen you. It's the second day of the new year and no one in our courtyard comes to visit relatives."

"I haven't seen them either, they are all people from our courtyard."

Yang Weibiao also said, "I went out early in the morning and just came back not long ago."

"Wei Biao, why don't you show me the scene? At this time, the street and the police station are also on holiday."

Yi Zhonghai asked for help.

"Yang Weibiao, please take a look. If I can't find it, I will starve to death."

The more Jia Zhang thought about it, the more unlucky she felt.

"to make!"

Yang Weibiao didn't want to help, but felt that this matter was strange.

Now that Jia Zhang's talisman has expired, why are they still losing money? It's unscientific!
Immediately, he and everyone arrived at Jia's house.

Bangge was sitting on a chair, playing with stacks of paper.

"Look, everyone, I locked the grain inside, and I still have the seventy-four cents left over from buying grain."

When Jia Zhang talked about being divided into this unit, it seemed even more miserable.

"Ok!"

Yang Weibiao nodded, it was indeed missing, and there was some white flour sprinkled in the cupboard...
Everyone knew about Jia Zhang's change to white noodles.

After watching for a while, he left the room, not wanting to stay here and affect his mood.

"Wei Biao, how are you?"

Yi Zhonghai asked in a low voice, guessing that there was a hidden secret.

"It's probably Banggeng who did it, and it's unlikely that anyone else did it. I don't care about this, you can do whatever you want."

Yang Weibiao felt that it was not wrong, everything was fine, and the lock was still fine.

"Oh, I knew it!"

Yan Bugui heard it from the side and suddenly became excited. He was still thinking about his family fortune.

"Lao Yan, don't..."

Yi Zhonghai hurriedly stopped it. This matter couldn't get too big or the impact would be bad.

However, Yan Bugui was not willing to listen, so he immediately shouted, "Ms. Jia Zhang, you are a thief, you must have stolen it from Banggeng."

"What, is it a stick joke? No way!"

"Why not? Last time the third uncle's house was robbed, the police station said it was a child."

"Isn't Banggeng at home? Why don't you ask?"

The residents felt that there was a lot of excitement, and they were fine at home anyway.

It's not like Mrs. Jia Zhang has never doubted her precious grandson, but this doesn't look like it.

"Banggen, tell grandma honestly if you stole it."

"Milk, I don't have one. I went out to play in the afternoon and just came back."

Bangge shook his head for a while, this really didn't look like it.

"You really didn't lie to grandma?"

"I really didn't steal it."

Now Jia Zhang was relieved, "Everyone has heard it, it's not a joke. Lao Yi, what do you think I should do? Why don't you let everyone donate some money? Just give me a few cents per family." "

She thinks this is not too demanding and should be enough.

Yang Weibiao frowned, but now he couldn't understand whether it was Banggeng who stole it or Jia Zhang himself hid the noodles.

"This is really not possible. There is no reason to donate money to others during the Spring Festival." Yi Zhonghai really didn't dare to do it this time. He offended Lao Yan last time.

"But what should I do? I've only had a few good days and I'm short of food again."

Mrs. Jia Zhang burst into tears. She just wanted to act up, but she couldn't find anyone to vent her anger on.

"Lao Yi, this must have been done by someone in the courtyard. Ask me."

Yi Zhonghai shook his head, "How do you ask? No one in our courtyard has ever stolen anything except you."

At this moment, He Yuyu pulled Yang Weibiao's arm, "Brother Yang, I saw Banggeng setting off firecrackers outside today."

"Bangge doesn't have any money, it's really his fault."

Yang Weibiao thought for a while, then called the third uncle over and told him the matter.

"Oh, I just said it was a stick joke."

Yan Bugui slapped his thigh, wouldn't this be evidence?

"Ms. Jia Zhang, someone saw Banggeng setting off a firecracker today. Did you give him money?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang was stunned, she only had a few cents, how could she be willing to give it.

"Banggen, where did you get the money to buy firecrackers?"

"Milk, that's what my mother gave me. It's only two cents, and it's all gone."

Banggeng looked innocent, and really couldn’t see what was wrong with him.

"This is not my eldest grandson. Who the hell did this? This is not good..."

Jia Zhang suddenly held back the last word "death", fearing that it was still a joke.

Yang Weibiao said aloud: "Find someone from the police station. There is always someone on duty. Find this thief and send him to a labor camp. Those who celebrate the New Year have all been stolen into our courtyard."

Jia Zhang's expression changed, "Are you going to be sent to a labor camp?"

"Normally, I don't think so, but this is the Spring Festival, so it's a crime committed against the wind."

Yang Weibiao thought about it and felt that it was still a good idea.

"Then I'm looking for it, but if I can't find it, I'll try to find a way."

Jia Zhang was afraid. If this was really a joke, it would be over.

"Everyone, please disperse and let me look for you."

Yi Zhonghai also figured it out. Qin Huairu didn't have much money himself, so how could he give Banggeng 20 cents to buy firecrackers.

"Wei Biao, wait!"

Yan Bugui saw someone was about to leave and quickly followed him.

"Third uncle, what's wrong?" Yang Weibiao still has something to do.

"It's a stick joke, right?" Yan Bugui was still thinking about this issue.

"It should be, third uncle, be careful, don't get stolen again."

Yang Weibiao warned him that he didn't want to pick up other people's wealth.

"Oh, there's going to be a big thief in our courtyard." Yan Bugui was so angry.

Yang Weibiao thought for a while, "Just in time, I have something to discuss with you. Come to my house for a drink."

"That's a good feeling!"

When Yan Bugui heard that he could drink, he no longer thought about his family affairs.

After a while, Yang Weibiao took out peanuts and a plate of beef jerky.

"Your beef jerky tastes so good, chewy and fragrant."

Yan Bugui has never tasted such good dried meat.

"This is yak meat from Aba, Shuzhou. It is naturally dried. People there eat this every day."

Yang Weibiao gave him a reason and got down to business.

"Third uncle, you are very knowledgeable. Please help me analyze something."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Yan Bugui felt his own value.

"The thing is like this, I have a friend's father who used to be a doctor in the Workers' Hospital. Because he accepted gifts..."

Yang Weibiao told what happened to Ding Rushan.

"Third uncle, this is what happened. Do you think there is any way to get him to return to work in the hospital?"

"This matter is quite complicated, let me think about it."

Yan Bugui subconsciously wanted to put the beef jerky in his hand into his pocket, but he immediately realized it.

"If you ever get an idea, I'll give you a plate of beef jerky. This is brought by Factory Director Zhao's comrades."

Yang Weibiao does not lack this, what he wants is to regain his face.

"Youdao can suppress people at the senior official level. In his case, there are only two ways, either find someone to suppress the deputy director.

Or find the superior unit of the Workers' Hospital. "

Yan Bugui is still knowledgeable, but he is too small-minded.

"I can't find any connections with the General Iron and Steel Factory at the moment. How can I get to the General Hospital?"

Yang Weibiao has nothing to hide, he is a team member.

"You're looking for Director Wang. Her second uncle is in charge of logistics at the General Hospital. I've already found out everything, and I'm going to sell office desks to the hospital later."

Yan Bugui usually works really hard on his homework.

"Third uncle, take these back and drink them slowly. Send me the plate tomorrow. I'll go out for something."

Yang Weibiao couldn't sit still, and an idea flashed in his mind, and he came up with a more perfect way.

"Did you give me this wine too?"

Yan Bugui felt that he hadn't finished speaking yet. He could have carried two kilograms of peanuts and a pot of flowers to give as a gift.

"I'll give it all to you. Go back and drink slowly. If this matter is settled, I'll treat you to a drink."

Yang Weibiao looked at the sky and saw that it was not too late. There was still time.

Yan Bugui was so happy that he couldn't help but happily walked away with the plate and wine.

The two of them arrived in the front yard together, and happened to see Yan Jiecheng cleaning the car. The scene was incredible.

"Brother Yang is going to use the car, so he's going to clean it later."

"okay!"

Yan Jiecheng is really honest now, and he wants to go to the small courtyard to have a reception as soon as possible.

"Jie Cheng, I see your efforts. I'll wait for Xu Damao and others to come back and have a good chat."

Yang Weibiao patted Yan Jiecheng's shoulder, and his mood improved greatly.

On the way, Yang Weibiao thought to himself, luckily he had the foresight to give gifts to Director Wang's house before, otherwise it would be really difficult to come to the house rashly.

"Tuk-tuk!"

"You are Yang Weibiao from the Siheyuan."

The person who opened the door was Director Wang's daughter, the pregnant woman from before. She still remembered his name.

"Yes, you have such a good memory. Is your mother here? I have something to do with her."

Yang Weibiao raised the bag in his hand, "It's not vermicelli."

"You are so interesting!"

Pregnant women really think this guy is quite funny.

"My mother is at home, please come in quickly."

"Okay, there are walnuts in this bag. I heard people say that pregnant people eat more walnuts to supplement their brains, and the children they give birth to will be smarter."

Yang Weibiao is not talking nonsense, this is a rumor from later generations.

"Then I need to eat more."

The pregnant woman took the bag with both hands and knew it weighed at least ten kilograms.

"Mom, Yang Weibiao is here, Mom..."

She took the person directly into the living room, and Director Wang also came out of the room.

"Wei Biao, please take a seat. You are a talented person in our street." Director Wang was very polite, but he was not given gifts by others before.

"Mom, Yang Weibiao is a very nice person. If anything happens to him, you need to help him." Chen Xiaoai immediately assisted.

Director Wang was stunned for a moment. If her daughter hadn't been pregnant, she would have suspected that her daughter had fallen in love with someone else.

Yang Weibiao said at the right time: "Director Wang, I have something to trouble you. It's like this. I have a friend's father..."

He told the story again, and he was almost tired of talking about Ding Rushan's trivial matter.

(End of this chapter)