Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 157 Lou Zhenhua visits, and Boss Gang also comes looking for him.
In the afternoon, Butler Wu came again, but he didn't come alone; a well-dressed middle-aged man followed behind him.

Butler Wu was carrying several bags and packages.

"Chairman Lou, what brings you here?" He Daqing hurriedly stood up upon seeing the visitor.

"You can't refuse, I can't get your son to come."

"My son is all grown up, I can't control him anymore."

"So here I am."

"Where is Section Chief He?"

"He's in the east wing. I'll go get him."

"it is good."

"Honey, serve tea to the guests."

"understood."

After Lou Zhenhua sat down, he began to look at the He family's house. In earlier years, the house would have been a really nice house, but it was a bit old. In his opinion, the He family probably didn't have the money to fix it up.

Chen Lanxiang calmed the children inside before coming out. She had overheard the conversation between the father and son that morning, so she decided to treat them as ordinary guests.

The tea was alright; it was from Zhang Yiyuan, at least it wasn't broken tea leaves.

Just as the tea was served, He Yuzhu came over. Lou Zhenhua stood up to shake hands with him, and He Yuzhu didn't stand on ceremony and shook hands with him directly.

"Section Chief He is really hard to invite!"

"I don't socialize."

"I see!"

"Chairman Lou, what brings you here?"

Lou Zhenhua looked around, and He Yuzhu said, "If Chairman Lou finds it inconvenient, he can move to the east wing."

"Alright." Lou Zhenhua stood up and said to Butler Wu, "Xiao Wu, you talk to Da Qing over here."

"Yes, boss."

When they arrived at the east wing, He Yuzhu offered Lou Zhenhua a seat without serving tea, which Lou Zhenhua didn't think much of.

After sitting down, Lou Zhenhua said, "Section Chief He, I've come here to ask you for a favor."

"How can a mere section chief like me help you?"

"This steel rolling mill is currently undergoing restructuring. The higher-ups are demanding increased production, but we don't have any steel."

"I can't help you with that."

"Don't rush to refuse. I've heard some things about your work in Russia, and I've also heard your heroic report. Section Chief He is a promising young man."

"You're too kind."

"I just want you to put me in the queue for my order. As for payment, that's easy to say."

"That's not right. The steel mill's orders aren't with us. You should go to the steel mill in the western suburbs."

"It's possible, isn't it? The output in the western suburbs is too low, and all the downstream industries are waiting to use it, so we can't get any."

"This is not easy."

“Easy, easy. The government has already applied to the higher-ups, and we will proceed with the import process.”

"Then why did you come to see me in the first place? Wouldn't it be better to stick to business as a business?"

"There's a queue over there, so..."

"I'll go back to my workplace and ask, and we'll talk about it after I see the form."

"That's too slow. Section Chief He, can you think of a solution?"

"Then there's nothing I can do."

"If we buy it with real money, it should be faster, right?"

"You should talk to our general manager about this."

"I have no way to visit them!" Lou Zhenhua sighed.

"Then let the public side connect with us."

"The efficiency is too slow."

"If I may ask, how many are you planning to order?"

"Ten thousand tons, at least enough to guarantee our production for a year."

"once?"

"It can be done in batches, it can be done in batches."

He Yuzhu finally understood: Lou Zhenhua wasn't after the so-called production targets; he wasn't even aware of that yet. He was after his own money.

In his view, since such a large factory had been handed over, he couldn't possibly end up with nothing. The more he worked, the more he earned, right?

Bringing back more steel wouldn't be a problem, but it seems better to handle this through official channels.

But he thought of another business: steel rolling equipment.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to have him pay for some equipment; no one can move that.

"Chairman Lou, let's put the steel matter aside for now. I have something else I'd like to discuss, and I wonder if you'd be interested?"

"Section Chief He, please speak."

"A steel rolling mill, the Russian bear's steel rolling mill."

"You can get it?" Lou Zhenhua stood up abruptly.

“You can give it a try. You can’t buy this in China, so you’ll definitely have to go through a company like ours. That way, your order will be approved.”

"That's right, how come I didn't think of that?" Lou Zhenhua slapped his thigh and said.

"Chairman Lou is simply blinded by a leaf."

"Let me double-check, is it really possible to get our hands on the new type?"

"How will you know if you don't try!"

"Okay, I'll take care of it when I get back. Thank you, thank you for reminding me, Section Chief He."

"You're welcome. Mr. Lou, please remember to pay in cash. That's very important."

"That's only right, I know it's difficult for you."

"so be it."

"About the steel?"

"I told you, I would definitely buy it for you once I see the order."

"Alright, then I'll take my leave. I'll be very grateful once this is done!"

Lou Zhenhua walked outside, and He Yuzhu only saw him to the door and didn't see him off any further.

Looking at Lou Zhenhua's back, He Yuzhu thought to himself, "This is Xu Damao's destined father-in-law. Why did he marry such a girl? She can't do anything and is just asking for trouble. Isn't that just being a freeloader who suffers without any hardship?"

Of course, Xu Damao benefited from it, but not by much.

In this life, he came and changed a lot. He doesn't know if this destined couple will meet again. He Yuzhu thinks it's unlikely. Xu Damao has changed too much. At least he hasn't heard of the kid messing around outside. He avoids his father when he goes to the countryside.

After Lou Zhenhua left, He Daqing asked what had happened. Since Lou had come in person, he was genuinely curious.

He Yuzhu naturally wouldn't tell him, and just made up some excuse to get by.

Seeing that his son was unwilling to talk about it, He Daqing did not force him, after all, the fewer people who know about many things, the better.

After starting work, He Yuzhu didn't specifically ask about this matter, since he wasn't the one in a hurry.

Time flies, and it's already the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month. The company gave out New Year's benefits: a 5-jin can of soybean oil, 5 jin of pork, 10 jin each of rice and wheat flour, and 5 jin of apples.

Everyone envied the benefits at their workplace, but when He Yuzhu went home, there was a big pig's head hanging on his handlebars, along with two large carp weighing five or six pounds each.

Once inside the courtyard, the old women's eyes never left his bicycle; they couldn't help but be envious.

Of course, some people asked questions: "Zhu Zi, your company's benefits are really good!"

"Yeah, they posted everything."

"Being a cadre is really different."

"This pig's head and fish weren't given away; I bought them myself. The benefits at the steel mill are pretty good." He Yuzhu didn't want to talk to them at first, but that last sentence made him speak up.

What does it mean that being a cadre makes a difference?
If this gets out, it will cause trouble.

"That's great. What kind of organization is yours?"

He Yuzhu ignored them and went straight into the Intermediate People's Court. If he were to talk to these old women, who knows what kind of conversation they would have.

When the steel mill workers returned, each carrying a piece of pork, two fish, and five catties of flour, the women in each household finally smiled.

Of course, this doesn't include Yan Bugui. His school didn't have such good benefits. Two catties of pork and five catties of flour were meant to be given to him to make dumplings at home.

Who knows how many meals the Yan family will have to eat with just these two pounds of pork.

The stove in the backyard is now usable. When He Yuzhu was stewing a pig's head, he threw in eight pig's trotters, four pig's tails, and some pig liver and other things. Anyway, he was going to cook it, and it would keep for a long time in this cold weather.

The aroma was so enticing that it made the children in front of the courtyard cry with envy. The moon occasionally shone through the middle courtyard, but unfortunately, there was nothing there, so they could only go home disappointed.

After the Little New Year, the festive atmosphere becomes stronger, and people on the road will basically bring some New Year's goods home.

He Yuzhu always brings home a chicken or something when he comes home every day; he's never empty-handed. What's the use of others envying him? He has a high salary, so what's wrong with spending a little more money during the New Year?
He also took plenty of firecrackers, peanuts, melon seeds, and candy. He only bought the firecrackers and melon seeds. He could eat as many peanuts as he wanted, produced in his space. He didn't even know how many candy he had, but he just took a few pounds.

He roasted the peanuts himself when he brought them home. They weren't the bland kind you get outside; they were spiced. Except for the old lady, who had trouble eating them, adults and children alike loved them.

As a result, before the New Year, they had almost finished eating them all. He Daqing even said that the ones he had saved to go with drinks had all been stolen and eaten by He Yushui and her children.

There was no other way, so He Yuzhu brought back another ten or so kilograms, some with skin and some without, which was enough for the New Year.

On New Year's Eve, the He family had a lavish family banquet, with chicken, duck, fish, and meat filling the table. The old lady raised her glass and said, "May our family prosper even more next year!" "Good!" everyone cheered and toasted.

“You, Daqing, should also say a few words,” the old lady said.

"Then I'll say a few words too. I wish the old lady good health and a long life, and I also wish the children success in their studies." He then raised his glass.

"Is that all?" the old lady asked.

"It's over."

Where is your eldest son?

"Hehe, I'm still treating him like a student. Well then, I wish my eldest son success in his work and hope he brings home another award next year."

"Good!" The crowd shouted even louder this time. Being an advanced individual is much more prestigious than any child's certificate being displayed.

Wang Cuiping also has one; she's only won one in all these years, the competition is fierce.

Xiaoman brought back quite a few "Three Good Students" and the like. As for He Yushui, well, that girl is going further and further down the path of being a foodie, and hasn't awakened her academic talent yet.

The old lady wanted He Yuzhu to speak, but He Yuzhu quickly waved his hand and refused.

Finally, the old lady insisted, and He Yuzhu raised his glass: "May our motherland prosper and flourish, may the world be at peace, and may we all live better and better lives, and be happier and happier!"

"it is good."

"As expected of someone who's been to school, let's eat!" The old lady gave the order, then picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks, and the little ones immediately started eating.

Wang Siyu is already using chopsticks quite well, and is currently struggling with a piece of braised pork rib.

He Yushui was gnawing on a chicken leg, while Xiaoman ate very ladylike, but her chopsticks were quite fast.

He Yuxin and He Yuyao, these two boys, have grown teeth and can eat solid food now, but they still need to be fed.

Right now, Chen Lanxiang and Wang Cuiping are each holding one and feeding them.
He Daqing and He Yuzhu cooked all the dishes together, otherwise the dishes would have gotten cold by the time the first ones were finished. The stove in the backyard was also busy.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xiaoman and He Yushui both changed into Lenin suits, and even He Daqing put on his woolen overcoat.

The old lady, Chen Lanxiang, Wang Cuiping, Wang Siyu, and even the two little ones from the He family all wore new clothes, new clothes that Chen Lanxiang made herself.

He Yuzhu put on the Zhongshan suit he had worn when he went to see Mao Xiong, and the whole family looked brand new.

New Year's greetings naturally include red envelopes, and the old lady gave He Yuzhu a particularly generous one.

He Yuzhu was also pestered by the children for red envelopes, and he naturally didn't hesitate to give them. However, they were all taken away by their mothers as soon as they turned around, except for Xiaoman.

The girl initially refused, but after Wang Cuiping spoke up, she accepted. Later, when she wanted to hand over all the red envelopes to Wang Cuiping, Wang Cuiping said, "Girl, you should keep them yourself. You're all grown up now; it's time to start saving for your dowry."

"Aunt Ping, I want to follow you forever."

"Hahaha, silly girl, who doesn't get married? I can't afford to support you for the rest of your life," Wang Cuiping joked.

"I can work on my own in the future. I want to be like you and Brother Zhu."

"Hehe, just kidding. It's not easy to be like us. You still have to work hard!"

"I will." Xiaoman nodded emphatically.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, He Yuzhu suggested that the whole family go to the temple fair. The old lady said that she had difficulty walking, but He Yuzhu insisted on taking her, saying that after the New Year, they would be busy and would have little time at home. Only then did the old lady agree.

When they arrived at the temple fair, all the kids went crazy. If there weren't enough adults in their families, they probably wouldn't have been able to keep an eye on them.

At the beginning of the year, before He Yuzhu and his department had received any new tasks, someone came knocking on their door – the Steel Research Institute of Beijing.

Zhang Weimin came to find He Yuzhu, and he didn't look too good. It was such a big deal, and he, as her direct supervisor, was the last to know.

After meeting, he complained, "Xiao He, why didn't you give me a heads-up beforehand?"

"Why are you asking for air?" He Yuzhu asked, puzzled.

"Regarding the formula, I'm not sure if it's true or not. It just so happens that Xiao Zheng and the others are studying materials science, so I had them go and look into it first. What's up, Director?"

"What else? People from our Beijing Iron and Steel Research Institute are here, and they specifically want to see you."

He Yuzhu turned to look at Xiao Zheng, who winked at him. It seemed that this kid knew what was going on.

He Yuzhu glared at him, and Xiao Zheng shrank back.

"Let's go, everyone's waiting, including our company leaders," Zhang Weimin said irritably.

"Director, please don't be angry. I was just testing the waters first."

"Hmph." Zhang Weimin gave him a look that said, "I don't believe you."

When the two arrived at the conference room, before He Yuzhu could even greet the leaders, an elderly man with gray hair stood up and asked, "Is this Comrade He Yuzhu?"

"Yes, Mr. Huang, this is He Yuzhu, the head of our Fourth Section."

"Young and promising, very young and promising! I heard that Xiao He even served in the war? General Manager Feng, your company has struck gold."

"Hahaha, I just found out that our little He is so capable."

"Xiao He, this is Elder Huang, the director of the Beijing Iron and Steel Research Institute."

"Hello, Mr. Huang."

"Alright, alright, Director Zhang, Comrade He, please sit down. Let's get down to business."

"it is good."

After the two sat down, Old Huang didn't beat around the bush. He first emphasized the discipline, that today's meeting should be kept confidential, and then directly stated the purpose of his visit.

First, we need the other formulas in He Yuzhu's mind.

Second, He Yuzhu should try to bring back more formulas on his next trip to Russia. Please feel free to ask for any cooperation or support you may need.

Third, they tried to obtain the latest steelmaking technology from the Soviet Union, and claimed that the matter had been reported to the ministry and that higher-ups would coordinate the cooperation.

"I've finished speaking, Xiao He. You're the person involved, so tell me yourself, can this task be completed, and how can it be completed?"

General Manager Feng and Director Zhang exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with shock. They hadn't expected things to escalate to this extent. They had thought it was just a few minor formulas, but it turned out to involve other things as well.

After finishing his speech, Mr. Huang introduced the people he brought, including those from the research institute and those from special departments.

Only then did General Manager Feng and Director Zhang realize that they were just accompanying him; the other party could have directly approached He Yuzhu, but they were being given face because they were He Yuzhu's direct superiors.

They all looked at He Yuzhu, wanting to hear what he had to say.

This was exactly the result He Yuzhu wanted to achieve. In his opinion, it was actually a bit slow. As for where the slowness lay, it should be in the review by the special department.

“Xiao He, don’t have any worries. We know you’re a veteran who has been tested on the battlefield and has made many contributions. We’ve also investigated the units you’ve served in, and your contributions far exceed the military merits you’ve received. We heard you joined the organization on the front lines. We trust you,” Old Huang said.

"Thank you for the organization's trust," He Yuzhu said, standing up.

"Sit down, sit down. We're here to ask for help, not to interrogate you. Don't be nervous."

"Then, Dean Huang, may I begin?"

"Don't worry, anyone who leaves this meeting room will know the consequences."

"Okay, then I'll tell you."

"First, funds are needed, preferably luxury goods such as gold and watches, to be used to grease palms."

As soon as he said this, General Manager Feng and Director Zhang wanted to interrupt, but were stopped by a stern look from Old Huang.

"Second, I need a miniature camera and enough film, preferably from Russia, otherwise it will be difficult to get through border control."

"Third, I need a professional to come with me. You can choose, so I can have a purposeful discussion."

"Fourth, all accompanying personnel shall follow my orders."

"I'm done."

"Is there anything else? Do you need us to send someone to protect you?"

"No need, I have the ability to protect the people who follow me," He Yuzhu said confidently.

Old Huang glanced at the people from the special department, and they gave him a bitter smile. This kid was a killing machine; they could find anyone to protect him. They knew far more than Old Huang and his men. This kid had killed over a thousand enemies single-handedly, shot down almost an entire squadron of planes, not to mention other things. He even took down a colonel. Although they couldn't verify it, they believed it.

"Will you need our people to provide you with weapons after you cross the border?" The special organization member still spoke up.

"It would be best if we had it, but it doesn't matter if we don't, since I'm the one who went there to discuss business," He Yuzhu said with a smile.

“Yes, we’re going to discuss business.” Old Huang smiled as well.

"I also have something I'd like to ask this comrade," He Yuzhu said, pointing to the man who had offered to provide the weapons earlier.

"You said."

"A camera certainly can't capture everything, after all, the information for many things is thousands or even tens of thousands of pages long. If I can get it, can you send it back?"

"I can't give you an answer right now. I need to go back and ask."

"I have no other questions."

"Don't you have any personal requirements?"

"Protect my family."

"Team Leader Fang, can you do it?" Old Huang turned to look at the person who had just answered He Yuzhu's question.

"We'll do our best," Team Leader Fang said with a wry smile.

"What I need is a guarantee. They're risking their lives for the country outside, and we can't even take care of our own families?"

"Yes, I promise!" Team Leader Fang stood up and said solemnly.

"I hope you can keep your word, and I will also speak to your superiors."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"Xiao He, is it okay now?"

"That's fine." He Yuzhu immediately understood from Dean Huang's tone that he came from the military.

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