The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 956 The fate is over
Transportation Section Parking Lot.

A rubber leather pipe was put on the faucet. After turning on the faucet, the tap water gurgled out from the other end of the rubber pipe. It was weak at first. After a while, Ma Hua's big hands pinched half of the water pipe, and the water flow became stronger. .

Yes, he was washing a car, a truck, a Steerpunkt truck, one that MCA was extremely familiar with.

It can be said that this truck helped him open the door to a new world and jump from one industry to another.

Ma Hua washed it very carefully. Even though the car was nearly 20 years old, he felt like he was giving this old guy a full-body spa, not sparing any nook and cranny.

Because his master said that this car was a gift left to him, and it was also the vehicle that he would take over after it was released.

Compared with the previous kitchen knives, this big thing, which is purely mechanical, is what recruiters really like.

A water pipe, a bucket, and a towel attracted unusual attention in the empty parking lot. He Yuzhu, who came from the third cafeteria, saw it from a distance.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, He Yuzhu walked carelessly along, alone. As for Qin Huairu, he fell behind the big pillar not far away, followed halfway, turned to a workshop, and walked towards the next workshop. However, his attention was still on Large pillars, and MCAs lingering in the car wash in the parking lot.

It can be seen that he is very anxious inside.

Walking closer, He Yuzhu watched Ma Hua wash the car. The young man did it very carefully, just like the time in San Canteen, quick and fast. Compared with the fat man before, Ma Hua was the least lazy one.

He will not conflict with anyone in the third cafeteria. He can finish the tasks at hand neatly every time. When others ask him to help, he will occasionally lend a hand.

There is a saying that people will only remember their goodness after they leave. What they are talking about is He Yuzhu now. In fact, think about it, maybe when he was cooking, if he had taught him well and ignored him, maybe it would not be the case now. the result of.

Shaking his head and throwing away those sudden thoughts, He Yuzhu put his arm on the hood and knocked lightly to attract Ma Hua's attention.

"Hey, Master He, why do you have time to come here today? The Transportation Department is not your third canteen's territory anymore, right?"

Ma Hua, who was squatting beside the front wheel, heard the noise and stood up slowly. He saw He Yuzhu who was already standing at the front of the car. He smiled and said hello, but the greeting was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

A kitchen team leader and two yuan more salary, Ma Hua had never been interested in these things. His heart was never in the third canteen, so he never thought about competing with He Yuzhu for these.

Before leaving that day, his strange words really made Ma Hua look down on the chef squad leader, who did not do things with dignity.

The cooks who make big pots of rice in the factory, the highest and the highest, can only reach Level 6. This is not a matter of craftsmanship, but a matter of regulations. To put it bluntly, the future is limited.

The maximum salary is forty-eight and a half yuan, plus the supervisor's subsidy of two yuan, it is just over fifty yuan. However, even so, there are no sixth-level workers in the steel rolling mill main plant, only a seventh-level worker at the highest.

But the driver is different. A trainee driver earns 38 yuan. As long as he can drive alone and take off his internship hat, that's 48 yuan. There is also a subsidy of 1 yuan a day for long distance trips and 60 cents a day for short distance trips.

To be honest, he, Ma Hua, even looked down upon him as the chef squad leader, so he only treated Chef He as a treasure.

Hearing the teasing in Ma Hua's words, He Yuzhu curled his lips and felt a little uncomfortable, but no matter how uncomfortable he was, he could only hold it in because he was the one asking for help.

"Ma Hua, after all, we have worked together for such a long time. In the San Canteen, it does not count as taking care of you. At least I, He Yuzhu, am worthy of you. I have never bullied you, right?"

"I, He Yuzhu, know you well. I care about feelings. I'm showing off my old face. I believe you also know. Why did I come to you? Give me some respect. Let's all keep this in mind for the future. What should I say, Jia Haijie? He’s also my brother-in-law, look at this...!”

Before coming, He Yuzhu must have planned how to say it. When he came, he played the emotional card and moved the furniture. This was a rogue method that finally broke his face. If he could have a good discussion, it was better to talk it over first.

"Don't stop, Master He, we have been working together for a long time. You know me and I know you. You are also a person who wants to save face. You definitely didn't come here by yourself, right?"

Ma Hua interrupted He Yuzhu's ramblings and glanced at the other side of the workshop. The meaning was already obvious. Some time ago, he witnessed with his own eyes the problems between Chef He, Widow Qin, and Liu Lan. Coupled with the conflict last night, he knew at a glance that he was sneaked here from behind.

He Yuzhu does not lack a house, so only those who lack a house will ask him to stop him.

Interrupted by Ma Hua, He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment. After pursing his lips, his eyes wandered a little, but he still nodded.

"Master He, there is no grudge between us, and I can't blame you specifically. I own the house to live in. You should also understand my situation. The conditions at home are incomparable to yours~!"

"Ma Hua~!" He Yuzhu opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Ma Hua just waved his hand and went over to turn off the faucet.

"Listen to me first, Master He~!"

"If there is anything, we can talk about it, but at the very least, the real owner has to show up, instead of sending you here to be a lobbyist. This is a matter of attitude, right~!"

"Because of Qin Huairu, so many things happened in our Third Canteen. Rat Head, Fatty, Liu Lan, and now I am added to it. After all, because of a widow, the entire Third Canteen is about to fall apart. Do you know?"

"You can say it has nothing to do with her, but the fact is, I know it, you know it, and others don't know it either. I don't intend to argue with you, but I don't like her scheming temperament of hiding behind her back. ~!”

Throwing the towel in his hand into the bucket next to the car, Ma Hua walked up to He Yuzhu, looked directly into his eyes, and poured out the truth he had been holding back.

"Do you know how Liu Lan is doing now? She asked me to borrow money a few days ago, and I lent her money. It wasn't much, only twenty yuan. I didn't rush her, and she quickly returned it to me. , this is the difference between people~!”

"On the surface, this is your problem, but in fact, it is her problem. Let's work together. I suggest you stay away from her~!"

Speaking of Liu Lan, He Yuzhu couldn't say anything even if he opened his mouth. He smashed and smashed, but he still closed his mouth.

If he really wanted to say that he had a clear conscience, that would be false. After all, it was He Yuzhu who liked the new and disliked the old, and couldn't stand other people's gossip, so he took the initiative to break up with her. He never thought that Liu Lan's life would be so tight now.

But instead of looking for herself, she looked for MCA. Invisibly, this feeling of guilt became heavier.

"This is the application form for employee housing. I have already written it. If she had been more open-minded and came by herself, I would have torn it up. Today, she did not follow her out of the car. I was just waiting to see who would come over. , I guessed it, it must be you~!”

He took out a folded piece of letterhead from his trouser pocket, unfolded it, and Ma Hua spread it flat on the front of the car, then placed it in front of He Yuzhu. He Yuzhu looked at the letterhead and looked at Ma Hua again.

This young man used to talk very little, but today, he talked an unusual amount.

"To be honest, I'm quite disappointed. From the perspective of San Canteen, I'm very disappointed in you. But now, I'm quite happy. I don't have to wait two years for the family area to be built~!"

After folding the letter again and holding it in his hand, Ma Hua patted He Yuzhu who had nothing to say, gave him one last look, and walked to the second floor alone.

He didn't owe San Canteen anything, and he didn't owe He Yuzhu anything. He didn't leave the car today, just to give Qin Huairu a chance to work with He Yuzhu at San Canteen.

But the woman never showed up, and she still played the same tricks, toying with the applause of San Canteen. He looked down on He Yuzhu who stood up for Qin Huairu, and even more looked down on Qin Huairu who was hiding behind He Yuzhu.

If you don't do things openly enough and only dare to plot behind his back, then you are not qualified to talk to him. This is his pride as the deputy director's apprentice.

Watching MCA go up to the second floor of the Transportation Department, He Yuzhu knew that he was going to submit the application. He also saw that MCA, like Yuyu, wanted to remind him of something.

"I fucking want to get married, why is it so difficult?"