The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"The information you provided is very important, Comrade Cui Dake. There is nothing wrong with your idea~!"

"In terms of political ideology, we must be on guard against the infiltration of Western imperialism into us. This concerns the fruits of our victory!"

"This is also the most important task at the moment. We cannot ignore the struggle for even a moment. The starting point is right here. The information you provided is very important at this time~!"

Standing up, with his hands behind his back, Secretary Bao slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pacing back and forth from time to time, and was not stingy in praising Cui Dake.

As for some of the recent spiritual thoughts he mentioned, at present, only Cui Dake has understood them, while others have not yet sensed that the situation has undergone subtle changes.

Just based on his cleverness, the position of workshop director that was thrown out in advance was not given in vain. He also wanted to see whether Cui Dake could play a greater role in this position.

"You're too kind, Secretary Bao. He only cares about money in everything he does, from charging fees at the driving school to collecting money for building houses. He even sells the houses to other units. What kind of behavior is this? These are all state-owned properties!"

"If this continues, everyone will be obsessed with money and will not study in a formal manner. That will lead to big mistakes. We must not allow this kind of atmosphere~!"

Secretary Bao’s recognition of him made Cui Dake’s tail almost stick up. Secretary Bao’s bangs showed his awareness, but didn’t Cui Dake have any awareness~!

Liu Haizhong's awareness is still an individual's, but what Cui Dake cares about is the people of the world, and their vision is not on the same level.

"Very good, write down all the names you know, and I will find someone to investigate later. You don't have to worry about this. However, don't tell anyone about these things. I want to make an example of him~!"

Pointing his finger at the table, Cui Dake no longer had to worry about who would do it. From Secretary Bao's smile, it could be seen that he was in a very good mood.

I originally came here for Liu Haizhong, but unexpectedly, I got what I wanted from Cui Dake in the end.

"One is the director of their research institute. I only know his last name is Ran. His daughter teaches at Red Star Primary School and is my child's homeroom teacher~!"

"The other one is a relative of my neighbor, No. 102, Building 15, Hongxing Community. I don't know the specific name. The head of the household is Jiang Defu, and his wife is An Jie. The woman's family has very complicated social relationships~!"

"These are enough. You don't have to worry about the rest~!"

Secretary Bao waved his hand and said that Li Feng was at best in charge of a line, while he was in charge of an area. As for the things that Cui Dake was not clear about, as long as he wanted to investigate, he could investigate them clearly.

If it is true as Cui Dake said, that these people were given backdoors and assigned jobs, then Li Feng's problems would be serious.

After taking the note written by Cui Dake, Secretary Bao read it and gently brushed the paper with the back of his hand. This way, it was absolutely safe.

Cui Dake personally escorted Secretary Bao to the small jeep. He clenched his right hand tightly, and after watching the jeep disappear from his sight, he slammed his palm hard.

He was happier than anyone else to be able to make things difficult for a big shot like Li Feng. Adding the position of director of the sand-casting workshop, it was a double blessing.

Cui Dake would have felt distressed about the three-digit banquet bill, but after he replaced the workshop director, he realized that although he felt distressed, at least he could get it back later.

The leftover wine was saved and mixed together, and there was still a little more than a bottle left. Cui Dake also packed up the unfinished dishes, so there was no waste at all.

"Damn it, running a restaurant really makes money. When I get the chance, I'm going to open a restaurant too~!"

Holding a bottle of wine and leftovers wrapped in brown paper, Cui Dake walked out of the restaurant, looked back at the sign, and muttered to himself.

Making money is one thing, but being able to keep in touch with these people and their relationships is an investment with a good rate of return.

Humming a little tune, Cui Dake stood up again today. He did not go back to Nanluoguxiang, but rushed to Hongxing Community with his odds and ends. At this time, the Jia family had already eaten. When Jia Zhang opened the door, she saw Cui Dake's face and her expression suddenly turned cold.

Although he was paid monthly, it didn't mean that Jia Zhang would treat him well.

"What are you standing there for? Let me go in. The person standing in front of you is the incoming workshop director. Did you know that?"

Knowing that Jia Zhang was a bully, Cui Dake came here just to show off his power. Sure enough, upon hearing Cui Dake being so confident today, Jia Zhang finally gave way awkwardly.

"Dake, what workshop director? You brought so many things today, but you don't know how to save money. You spend it day by day~!"

Qin Huairu, who was in the room, had already washed the dishes. When she saw Cui Dake holding a bottle of wine under his armpit and carrying a bunch of brown paper bags in his hands, she immediately rolled her eyes.

"I've been with you for so long, but I haven't seen you improve at all. Take it and feed it to the children~!"

"How can I become the workshop director if I don't treat people to a meal?"

Qin Huairu had just snatched the things away and put them in the cupboard when she heard Cui Dake say the following words. Without even closing the cupboard door, she turned around and looked at Cui Dake with a surprised expression.

"Really?"

"It's not true, the director of the foundry workshop will be me, Cui Dake~!"

Cui Dake sat down at the table with his arms and legs spread out. It was not his turn to drink at the table that night, so his head was clear. He met Qin Huairu's gaze with confidence.

"What about wages? Have they increased as well?"

When Qin Huairu heard that Cui Dake was back in power, she immediately smiled like a blooming flower. She sat down next to him, grabbed Cui Dake's arm, and asked eagerly.

Cui Dake really enjoyed Qin Huairu's admiring gaze at this moment, although he knew that the widow might be acting for him.

"Just say you are short-sighted. Position is position, salary is salary. Now that I have reached this position, my salary will naturally increase~!"

"Don't just focus on the money. What we want is the opportunity to serve the employees. This is more important than money. You are now a team leader after all. You have to improve your thinking with me~!"

Jia Zhang looked at Cui Dake's arrogance, her expression kept changing. Finally, she silently poured Cui Dake a glass of water, put on her reading glasses again, and started sewing the soles of Banggeng's shoes.

"Not only this great thing, there is one more thing. I'll tell you tonight. I won't be going back tonight. During the weekend, I'll take you to buy some good things~!"

Hearing that Cui Dake was going to stay here, Qin Huairu secretly glanced at her mother-in-law. Coincidentally, Jia Zhang also looked up at her daughter-in-law, and their eyes subconsciously met.

In the end, the mother-in-law lowered her head and did not raise any objections. Qin Huairu twisted Cui Dake's ears affectionately and retorted with a smile.

"Don't spend money recklessly. Your salary hasn't increased yet, and you don't need anything at home~!"

"What do you know? You are now the wife of the workshop director and a cadre's family member. I am taking you out to see the world. Don't just stare at trivial matters all day long~!"

"In hotels with foreign affairs, they have good things that are only sold to foreigners. You can't buy them even if you spend money outside. Not to mention buying them, you can't even see them~!" (End of this chapter)