Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

Since Yan Bugui climbed onto Principal Wu's coattails, his entire life has changed.

This change is clearly visible. Although he still guards the gate of the courtyard when he has free time, he no longer tries to take advantage of others.

This surprised the neighbors, who even said that Teacher Yan had changed since becoming the dean of students, and that he no longer cared about their meager earnings.

Of course, this was just a casual joke, and Yan Bugui didn't take it to heart; he had bigger goals in mind.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong both noticed Yan Bugui's changes. Liu Haizhong was so puzzled that he went to find Yi Zhonghai after work that day.

"Old Yi, get in my car, I need to talk to you about something. Dongxu, you can go back now if you're free."

Seeing his master nod, Jia Dongxu smiled and said, "Alright, you two chat, I'll head back first."

Although Yi Zhonghai didn't know why Liu Haizhong wanted to see him, he was a kind and righteous man and very willing to help others.

I pulled out a Daqianmen cigarette and handed it to Liu Haizhong, then lit one for myself as well.

"Old Liu, what can I do for you?"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai ask a question, Liu Haizhong didn't hide anything:

"Old Yi, don't you think Old Yan has changed a lot lately?"

"Hehe..." Yi Zhonghai laughed as soon as he heard that: "Do you need to tell me that? The whole hospital knows."

"I've heard about it. Old Yan is now the school's dean of students. He not only wields a lot of power, but his salary has also increased significantly."

"78.5, after all the subsidies, is only about ten yuan less than what you, a level seven fitter, would earn."

"Although his salary is a bit lower than yours, Lao Liu, he has power. He's a proper official and a person of importance."

To be honest, Yi Zhonghai isn't a good person either. He's always stirring up trouble. What he meant was that Liu Haizhong is still not as good as Yan Bugui.

As expected, Liu Haizhong's expression changed after hearing this, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Yi Zhonghai keenly noticed this, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Liu Haizhong is still the same Liu Haizhong he knows, just a bit silly and easily teased.

But what Liu Haizhong said next almost made Yi Zhonghai choke to death on his cigarette smoke.

Liu Haizhong looked at Yi Zhonghai with anticipation:

"Old Yi, do you have any way to help me get promoted and become a leader?"

"Cough cough cough... Old Liu, what are you saying? Who do you think I am to ask you to advance?"

"Do you think I'm the factory manager, able to promote whomever I want?" Yi Zhonghai looked at Liu Haizhong speechlessly.

Liu Haizhong wasn't angry when he was rejected. Did he not know what kind of abilities Yi Zhonghai had?

It would be a miracle if he could help me improve; I was just testing him casually.

Liu Haizhong then changed the subject, staring intently at Yi Zhonghai:

"Old Yi, tell me the truth, which leader did you get close to? I don't believe you got promoted to a lower-level position just because you were an eighth-grade fitter."

Yi Zhonghai was caught off guard by the question, and it really was a difficult one to answer; his words were full of flaws.

"Uh... this... um... I... I... it's been so long, my memory's not good anymore..."

Liu Haizhong, furious, pointed at Yi Zhonghai:

"You son of a bitch... Lao Yi, are you even a brother? You won't even help with this little thing? I misjudged you."

"Okay, that's settled then. From now on, we'll never see each other again..." After saying that, he prepared to ride away on his bike.

Yi Zhonghai was stunned after hearing Liu Haizhong's words. "Damn it, who said we're brothers? Don't go around claiming relatives like that! I'm suing you for defamation!"

However, he still grabbed Liu Haizhong: "Hey, hey, Lao Liu, it's not that serious, it's not that serious. I'm telling you, look at the mess this has made."

"I didn't curry favor with anyone. It was just that Director Yang appreciated me and wanted to give me a hand. That's all."

Liu Haizhong looked at him with a puzzled expression:

"real?"

"More real than real gold."

"What should I offer as a bribe?"

Yi Zhonghai rolled his eyes at him and said irritably, "Yang Ligong is the director of a large factory with tens of thousands of employees. Tell me what he's lacking, and I'll take care of it for him right away!"

"I was just worried about not finding an opportunity to give him a gift."

Liu Haizhong thought it made sense, but he still had some doubts:

"No, what makes you think you're worthy of promotion, Lao Yi? Why should Director Yang promote you? What makes you so special?"

When Liu Haizhong asked this question, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but feel a little smug. He reached out with his left hand, which was holding a cigarette, then pulled it back, took a deep drag, and exhaled.

"How would I know? Perhaps Director Yang saw something special about me."

"Otherwise, why would you promote me instead of Liu Haizhong?"

Liu Haizhong was almost driven mad by Yi Zhonghai's smugness. Damn, what a petty person!

However, perhaps wanting to comfort Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Old Liu, I think you have a good chance of getting this job once you become an eighth-level fitter. You're pretty sure of it."

This time, Liu Haizhong did not refute, but nodded solemnly, something he had guessed.

Yi Zhonghai may have been appreciated by high-ranking leaders because he was an eighth-level fitter.

Although my skills are good, my cultural knowledge is far behind, which makes it too difficult.

Liu Haizhong felt that the difficulty of advancing to the eighth-level fitter was extraordinary, and the chances were even slim. Otherwise, he wouldn't have caught Yi Zhonghai today and asked him all sorts of questions.

Yi Zhonghai knew perfectly well that it was because he was an eighth-grade fitter that Yang Ligong wanted to win him over.

As for why he wanted to win him over, Yi Zhonghai himself had some guesses; it was definitely a power struggle between high-level officials.

But he couldn't get involved in the power struggles between the higher-ups, nor would he. What qualifications did he have? He was just a worker.

At best, he was a highly skilled worker with some social status, but very few rights.

Yi Zhonghai felt that even if he was currently in a cadre position, he would be incredibly lucky if he could become a section chief by the time he retired.

So he wasn't afraid to tell Liu Haizhong, because he knew very well that Liu Haizhong couldn't get up there, so what was wrong with telling someone who posed no threat at all?

But his penchant for stirring up trouble ultimately led to his downfall. With the idea of ​​muddying the waters, Yi Zhonghai had a sudden inspiration:

"Old Liu, I think you should ask Old Yan."

Liu Haizhong raised an eyebrow:

"What do you mean?"

Yi Zhonghai became somewhat mysterious at this moment, lowering his voice to say:

"Think about it, why would Lao Yan become a leader? With his stingy attitude, I'm sure he used some underhanded methods. Recently, the number of potted plants in his house has visibly decreased."

"What did you think he did?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong's eyes lit up:

"You mean Lao Yan bribed the leaders?"

Yi Zhonghai quickly stated, "Hey... I didn't say that." He couldn't admit it, or he would give others something to say about it.

Liu Haizhong understood the situation. Since Yi Zhonghai wouldn't get anything this time, he would ask Yan Bugui. Given their relationship, there was still hope that Yan Bugui would reveal something.

"Let's go, Lao Yi, get in the car, I'll take you back to the compound."

"Damn it, Lao Yi, what the hell did you eat to get so heavy... I'm so cold..."