The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The courtyard is so lively in the evening.

You can tell how proud Lao Liu is from the fact that he holds his head high and chest out, with his belly almost bursting his shirt.

My boss was promoted from deputy director of the factory office to head of the security section, completing the transformation from deputy section chief to full section chief.

The annoying secondary character was removed, which meant that his Liu family had officially joined the ranks of middle-level cadre families in the steel rolling mill.

From the main gate carrying the bicycle to passing through the hanging flower gate, Liu Haizhong didn't even look at him. When Yan Jiecheng saw him, he subconsciously walked close to the wall with his head lowered, not daring to make any move that might provoke him.

On the left side of the Chuihua Gate, Old Yan, who lived in the west house, was holding a water scoop and watering the flowers and plants in the flowerbed at the door.

I still haven’t been willing to replace the white tape that binds the legs of my glasses. After coming into contact with chalk dust for a long time, the colorful tape has become a bit cyberpunk and abstract.

"Speaking of Jiang Lao San, the couple had a good reputation. They had no children in their lifetime, but they gave birth to a daughter, Chanjuan...!"

Liu Haizhong, who originally had a low-key personality but wanted to show off, walked through the Chuihua Gate with a haughty look on his face, just to suppress the Yan family again.

At this moment, listening to Old Yan, who was humming a tune to himself with his back to him, the smile on his face gradually faded.

He tilted his head to look at Li Feng's house, and saw that Li Feng's bicycle was not at home. He licked his fat lips, looked at Old Yan's back, and with a roll of his eyes, he put up the bike.

"Deputy Li......!"

"Hey, who do I think I am? I didn't hear anything. Old Liu, I can't stand being scared at my age~!"

Hearing the sound of a bicycle stand behind him, Old Yan naturally thought that it was Li Feng, who lived in the east household, who had returned. The wrinkles on his cheeks had just accumulated into a blooming daisy, but as a result, they stuck to the big face plate in the bangs.

The blooming smile quickly disappeared, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and Old Yan immediately waved his hand with a grin, changing roles very quickly.

"Tsk, tsk, taking care of these flowers and plants all day long, who did you take me for?"

With his hands naturally behind his back, Old Liu's expression changed quickly and he looked more and more like an old cadre. He bent down and looked at the flower bed that Old Yan was tending to, but after a careful look he could not tell the types of flowers and plants.

Looking at Old Liu pretending to appreciate the flowers and plants seriously, Old Yan curled his lips. He felt that it was just a cow chewing on a peony. How could he understand such elegant things as literati?

"Who else can I be? Who else has a bicycle in the front yard? Deputy Director Li. I thought Xiaofeng was back from get off work~!"

Seeing the fat body in Liu Haizhong blocking the flower bed, Yan Bugui simply moved a bamboo stool, sat down and started fanning himself with a cattail leaf fan.

"No~!"

Old Liu curled his lips and shook his fat head, still looking around the flower bed, wondering if there was something wrong with the flowers or plants, or if what Old Yan said was wrong.

"What's wrong~!"

"Neither is right. Didn't Jie Cheng tell you when he got back?"

Leaning forward for a moment, Lao Liu reached into the flower bed, picked a blooming hydrangea, put it under his nose, and savored it carefully.

The scene was really funny. Yan Bugui, who was about to change his expression after a flower was plucked, jumped up from the bamboo stool. However, when he heard Lao Liu's question, he immediately forgot to curse.

"What do you mean? What does Jie Cheng know?"

His face changed several times. He just saw his boss returning to the back room quietly. He came home and didn't say anything to him?

Did he know some news?
Does it mean salary increase?

Or is Yu Li pregnant again?

Several questions flashed through Yan Bugui's mind, and his expression became a little gloomy. As a result, he saw that Lao Liu was still keeping the question in suspense.

"If he wants to talk, he can talk. If he doesn't want to talk, I can't control it. The child is grown up now. Can I hit him~!"

As someone who prides himself on coming from a scholarly family, Old Yan has never looked down upon Old Liu's beatings. Besides, the two have been fighting for half their lives, and he doesn't want to see Liu Haizhong showing off in front of him at all.

It would be better to take this opportunity to talk to him. If there is anything, it will not be too late to ask him when we are about to eat.

"This is unlike you, Old Yan. You don't even care about the important things in the factory. Tsk tsk~!"

"I don't care. I don't care at all. I haven't finished my school work yet. The principal is still asking me to worry about the Children's Day performance~!"

With his neck leaning back on the chair, Old Yan crossed his legs, looking indifferent, but his eyes were narrowed again. If Old Liu hadn't been dawdling here, he would probably have immediately gone to the back room to look for his boss.

"Xiao Feng, the secondary character has been removed. You stay here and wait for the person to come back. Don't call the wrong person~!"

He put the plucked hydrangea back into the flower cluster, brushed his white shirt from his bangs, nodded, and looked down at Yan Bugui, with a meaningful smile on his fat cheeks. As expected by Lao Liu, Lao Yan, who had just acted indifferent to everything, stopped fanning himself with the palm leaf fan in his hand, and his eyes almost popped out, and he almost jumped up from his chair.

"What?"

"The rank was adjusted from level 14 to level 13, deputy director-general level. He is the youngest director in the history of our factory. The director is just an administrative position. The most important thing is that he is the first secretary of the steel rolling mill, which is an in-level position~!"

Old Liu was very happy to see Yan Bugui making such a fuss, and he was a little complacent. Although he was a little shocked, it was okay. After all, his boss once said privately that Li Feng might succeed as factory director, so he was somewhat mentally prepared.

However, Lao Yan was in school. As the eldest son in the Lao Yan family, he was just a first-level worker in a workshop and had no access to information about the middle and upper levels of the factory. The superiority brought by his class made him feel very happy.

As for why Yan Jiecheng didn't come back to tell Old Yan about this, Old Liu guessed that it was because his boss was too outstanding and had now been promoted to the head of the security department.

On the other hand, Yan Jiecheng, who is almost the same age but still a first-class worker, would only be asking for trouble if he said anything.

Deputy director, internal position, administrative position, these are very professional words, which are completely different from the words Liu Haizhong said in previous years.

"This is incredible, this is incredible. The Yangtze River's new generation is pushing the old generation forward. How did you know? Jie Cheng also knows. Is this the public notice period?"

After all, he is an educated person. Even if he is just a primary school teacher, Old Yan is not ignorant of everything.

He had known the words that Lao Liu deliberately showed off a long time ago. As a teacher and a cultural person, he had more contact with cadres and knew all kinds of people among the students' parents.

"Well, from now on, remind Jie Cheng not to cause trouble in the factory. We are from the same yard and grew up together. If that happens, Guang Qi will be in trouble too~!"

The real purpose was revealed. Talking about Li Feng was just a prelude to Liu Hai's plan. When Yan Bugui was immersed in this shocking news, a knife stabbed him in the lungs.

"What do you mean by don't cause trouble? My Jie Cheng has never caused any trouble for Deputy Director Liu. Old Liu, you have something to say, why don't you just say it~!"

Hearing that Liu Haizhong was deliberately showing off in front of him, Yan Bugui didn't seem to be hurt at all. If you want to cause trouble, you should worry about your two little traitors~!

"You know Li Xuewen from the security department, from Huaqing University, he has now been transferred to the logistics department. Guangqi is the one who worries me the most, you know, but he ended up taking over Li Xuewen's position. You know, I didn't even react to this."

The back of his right hand slapped his palm heavily. Liu Haizhong's words were simply cruel. Li Xuewen from Huaqing University, the first person the factory thought of was the head of the security department.

"Ah~~?"

This time, Old Yan was really upset.

If the factory office is involved in the clerical work and overall work of the factory, then the security department is responsible for safety work and is a department with real power. There is a world of difference between the two, and the most important thing is that it is the position of the section chief.

Yan Bugui's expression changed erratically and he really wanted to curse at this moment. After he came to his senses, he really wanted to scold Liu Haizhong, but in the end he just smiled awkwardly and congratulated him insincerely.

After giving Yan Bugui a lesson, Liu Haizhong was in a very good mood. Even though he didn't mean what he said, the more he saw Yan Bugui struggling more and more powerlessly, the more Liu felt his sense of existence restored.

In particular, Lao Liu is uneducated, and was often criticized by the educated Lao Yan. Now, when Lao Yan, an educated man, bows to him, Lao Liu feels more comfortable than if he had been promoted to level eight.

Coincidentally, at this time, He Yuzhu, who was in a casual manner with his hands in his pockets, suddenly walked through the hanging flower gate. Seeing the two uncles, he nodded as a greeting and wanted to walk towards the central courtyard.

As a result, Lao Liu stretched out his arm and blocked He Yuzhu again.

"Silly Zhu, you got off work pretty early today, you didn't get fired again, did you?"

He Yuzhu, who didn't want to cause trouble in the first place, stepped back immediately after hearing Lao Liu's sarcastic words, and looked at him bluntly with a look as if he had been filled with gunpowder.

"What are you talking about, uncle? Are you so eager to see me have no work to do and starve to death that you will be happy?"

"You used to come back around eight or nine, but why do you come back so early recently? I see, it's only six o'clock now. Do you get off work so early at Fengzeyuan?"

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall through the open door of Old Yan's house, Old Liu looked at He Yuzhu who was extremely angry.

Having said that, He Yuzhu looked at Li Feng's house helplessly. Seeing that Li Feng had not returned, his lips trembled, and he seemed to exude a strong resentment.

"Don't mention it, just ask Li Feng yourself. I drank two cups of Maozi from him every day, so I might as well sell my life to him~!"

After saying that, He Yuzhu didn't want to pay any more attention to Liu Haizhong and was about to go home. The lunch box in his hand was gone, and he had to go back to prepare some snacks to go with the wine.

"Ahem, I didn't want to get involved in your affairs with Liu Lan, but now Guangqi is the head of the security department. If you two are being so nameless in the yard and someone reports you, you'll be in trouble!"

He Yuzhu, who had been walking forward with his head down, blinked when he heard the news, turned around in surprise and looked at Liu Haizhong, who had a big belly and his hands behind his back.

"Guangqi, Chief of Security, you are serious, right?" (End of this chapter)