Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Upon hearing Liu Yuhua's name, Wang Feng suddenly remembered that this was the Liu Yuhua that Sha Zhu had mentioned, the one who looked like Zhu Bajie's second aunt.

"Sister Lan, is Liu Yuhua really that good at fighting? She can even take down Sha Zhu with one hand? You're not bragging, are you?"

Wang Feng was somewhat incredulous. What kind of woman could take down Sha Zhu with one hand? He knew Sha Zhu's fighting strength well; most men couldn't beat him, let alone women.

Liu Lan said angrily, "Wang Feng, don't you even know when Sister Lan has ever boasted? I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be false?"

Seeing that Wang Feng still didn't believe her, Liu Lan angrily said, "Just a while ago, Sha Zhu was serving food to Liu Yuhua. That Sha Zhu has such a foul mouth. He said that Liu Yuhua is so fat and should lose weight. That afternoon, when Sha Zhu went to the toilet, I saw with my own eyes that Liu Yuhua knocked him down with one hand and beat him on the ground. But Sha Zhu is the class monitor of our third canteen. I was afraid he would make things difficult for me, so I didn't dare to say anything."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng believed it. He couldn't believe Liu Lan would lie to him, and he immediately burst into laughter.

"Haha, Sister Lan, think of a way. If you can get Yan Jiecheng and Liu Yuhua to marry, I'll give you another twenty yuan."

Wang Feng was very much looking forward to seeing what would happen to the Yan family if Yan Jiecheng married Liu Yuhua. Would Yan Jiecheng be beaten every day? Would the Yan family drool over Liu Yuhua eating and drinking every day?

Wang Feng didn't intend to kill Yan Jiecheng all at once; that would be too boring. He planned to torture Yan Jiecheng slowly, making him suffer for the rest of his life.

To be honest, Wang Feng had never met such a petty person. Just because someone refused to help him find a job, they killed his chickens in the middle of the night as revenge. This really disgusted him.

Liu Lan rolled her eyes: "Wang Feng, Liu Yuhua and Yan Jiecheng are people. Whether they can get married depends on their own consent. It's not something I can control. I can only try my best to mediate."

Wang Feng nodded; he had indeed been a little too excited just now.

"Here's what we'll do, Sister Lan. You should spend more time with Liu Yuhua lately, build a good relationship with her, and offer her advice when it matters. All expenses incurred during this period will be covered by me."

After thinking for a moment, Liu Lan said, "Okay, but you have to give me another ten yuan. If this doesn't work out in the end, you can't ask me for a refund."

"no problem."

Wang Feng took out another ten yuan and handed it to Liu Lan, smiling as he said, "Sister Lan, please pay attention to these two matters. Don't worry, as long as things are handled properly, you'll definitely get your share of the benefits."

Liu Lan took the ten yuan, rolled her eyes, and said, "I really don't know what you're trying to do. Is it worth spending so much money on strangers? You'd be better off buying some food to nourish yourself. But since I've accepted your money, don't worry, I'll definitely get things done."

Wang Feng laughed and said, "Sister Lan, people fight for their pride, and even Buddhas fight for their incense. They were killing my chickens in the middle of the night. If I don't return them, they'll think I'm easy to bully. Alright, Sister Lan, I'm leaving now. I'll be waiting for your good news."

"Let's go, let's go."

......

at the same time.

Yan Jiecheng was diligently learning fitter techniques from his master in the fitter's workshop when Guo Daliang, the workshop foreman, came up to him and said, "Yan Jiecheng, come with me."

Yan Jiecheng had no suspicions. He greeted his master and then followed the workshop director.

Leaving the fitter's workshop and entering the foundry, Yan Jiecheng asked, puzzled, "Director Guo, wasn't I learning to be a fitter? What am I doing in the foundry?"

Guo Da Piezi said in a deep voice, "The foundry workshop urgently needs people. Based on your performance this morning, I've found that you're not suitable to be a fitter. From now on, you'll be working in the foundry workshop."

"What?"

Upon hearing that he was to be assigned to the foundry workshop, Yan Jiecheng immediately became anxious. The foundry workshop was much more arduous than the forging workshop, and he wondered how someone with his small frame could endure it.

"Director Guo, I'm not suited to work in the foundry workshop. I'd rather go back and learn to be a fitter."

Guo Da Piezi ignored Yan Jiecheng and waved to Director Zhang, who was not far away.

"Old Zhang."

Director Zhang walked up to Guo Da Piezi, glanced at Yan Jiecheng, and revealed a cold smile.

Guo Da Piezi pointed at Yan Jiecheng and said, "Old Zhang, this is Yan Jiecheng. He'll be working in your foundry workshop from now on. He's new here, so you'd better take good care of him."

After saying that, Guo Da Piezi walked out of the foundry without looking back.

"Hehe, Lao Guo, don't worry, I will take good care of Comrade Yan Jiecheng."

Director Zhang emphasized the word "take care of" while inwardly sneering. This was Deputy Factory Director Li's instruction, so of course he had to take good care of Yan Jiecheng.

When Yan Jiecheng saw Director Guo leave, he became anxious and was about to call out to him when he heard Director Zhang say, "Yan Jiecheng, come with me."

"Director Zhang, look at my small frame, I really can't do the work in the foundry workshop. Please let me go back and learn to be a fitter," Yan Jiecheng said hurriedly.

"Um?"

Director Zhang glanced sideways at Yan Jiecheng and said indifferently, "You just arrived and you dare to disobey the leader's orders? If you can't do it, then how come all the people in my foundry workshop are doing just fine? Are you the only one who matters, and all the brothers in my foundry workshop aren't?"

Upon hearing this, the workers in the foundry all looked at Yan Jiecheng, some of them already eager to get started.

Just as Yan Jiecheng was about to explain, Director Zhang raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Yan Jiecheng, stop talking. If you're not satisfied with my arrangement, I'll report it to my superiors and have you clean toilets."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng dared not say anything more.

Soon, under Director Zhang's arrangement, Yan Jiecheng began learning the technology from a level six worker in the foundry workshop.

This level-six worker heard the director's words clearly. This Yan Jiecheng seemed to look down on the people in their foundry workshop.

This sixth-level worker's surname is Yan, and everyone calls him Master Yan. Usually, the supervisor would hand over people who were not in charge to him, and within two days, he would have these people who were not in charge under his control.

When Yan Jiecheng saw the people in the foundry workshop, all of them covered in sand and dust, their calluses thicker than his own skin, he showed fear.

Under Master Yan's guidance, in less than twenty minutes, Yan Jiecheng was already covered in sweat, his hands were trembling, and he had even scraped his hand.

Yan Jiecheng sighed inwardly at his bad luck. He had bought a work position as a fitter, but on his first day at the factory, he hadn't even been learning fitter work for an hour when he was transferred to the foundry workshop. What kind of situation was this?

He just started work today, so he shouldn't have offended any of the factory managers, right? Is his luck really that bad?