I feel right at home in the world of the courtyard house.

Inside a state-run restaurant near the steel rolling mill, a private room was filled with the sounds of clinking glasses and boisterous laughter. Li Jing'an had been promoted to deputy director level at the steel rolling mill today, and everyone knew he had become the prospective son-in-law of Leader Wei from the municipal party committee. A group of department leaders were vying to curry favor with him, and this celebratory banquet was specially arranged. The private room was filled with smoke, the aroma of wine mingling with the smell of food, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

"Come on, everyone, let's all raise a toast to An!" Personnel Section Chief Zhang stood up, holding a wine glass, his face beaming with a fawning smile. "An's doing well—a double celebration! He's been promoted and won the heart of a beautiful woman. From now on, we'll all have to benefit from Director Li's good fortune!"

"That's right, that's right, Jing'an, congratulations!" Everyone raised their glasses, stood up and echoed, their eyes full of flattery.

"Deputy director, yes, deputy director." Li Jing'an waved his hand with a smile, but his face couldn't hide his pride. He picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The compliments from everyone were like honey to his ears. He accepted them all and enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.

It's not easy for him; he deserves it. He should have been promoted after his act of bravery last time. He even thought it was too late.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, the crowd gradually dispersed. Li Jing'an saw that Section Chief Zhang was about to leave and quickly called out to him, "Section Chief Zhang, wait a moment."

Section Chief Zhang immediately turned around, a smile plastered on his face: "What's wrong, Jing'an? Is there anything else you need?"

"There are two things I need to tell you. Let's talk as we walk," Li Jing'an said, taking the lead out of the private room. Section Chief Zhang quickly followed, and the two strolled slowly toward the steel rolling mill. The cold wind on the road dispelled some of the effects of the alcohol.

"The first thing you need to do is get me a temporary worker position. Arrange for someone named Yan Jiecheng to report to the steel rolling mill tomorrow."

"Once he's worked for a full month, tell him that the factory is doing a good job and wants to transfer his file to prepare for a permanent position. Once his file arrives, just keep it and don't worry about it anymore, understand?"

Section Chief Zhang didn't ask any further questions and quickly nodded, "Understood, understood. Leave this to me; I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly. And the second matter?"

"The second thing is similar," Li Jing'an continued. "You give the Labor Bureau a job opening, and when they submit a woman named Jiang Yuebai, you hold onto her file. Don't hire her, but don't explicitly reject her either. Just stall for time and wait for my follow-up news before making a decision."

He had a plan in mind: keep Jiang Yuebai hanging, so she would need his help, and he wouldn't be afraid that she wouldn't obey him.

"Okay, okay, don't worry." Section Chief Zhang agreed repeatedly. "It's nothing, I'll take care of it as soon as I get back, it won't be delayed at all."

After the two finished talking, Section Chief Zhang took his leave. Li Jing'an walked alone to the entrance of the steel mill's guesthouse. Just as he stopped, he saw Qin Huairu leading a few people following behind. The group carried simple luggage and looked somewhat flustered.

Li Jing'an raised his chin, gestured in the direction of those people, and asked, "Huai Ru, what's going on here?"

Qin Huairu quickly stepped forward and explained with a smile, "Oh, Brother Jing'an, these are relatives of the Wu family in our courtyard. They just arrived in Beijing today and their home is full, so they asked me to help them stay at the guesthouse for a few days. I'm leading them to register."

"Yes, you can stay. It's only right for old neighbors to help each other out." Li Jing'an nodded, his tone becoming serious. "But the rules can't be broken. The registration procedures must be completed completely. Most importantly, the accommodation fee cannot be reduced by a single penny. It must be charged according to the standard. We can't let them take advantage of us, and we can't let the country suffer losses. If any problems arise, I won't be cleaning up your mess."

"Don't worry, Brother Jing'an, I will definitely follow the rules and there will be no mistakes," Qin Huairu quickly replied.

"Also," Li Jing'an remembered something else and instructed, "when you get off work today, tell Yan Bugui to have his son, Yan Jiecheng, report to the steel rolling mill first thing tomorrow morning."

Qin Huairu was taken aback for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Third Uncle's son, Jie Cheng, is coming to work at our factory?"

"He's just a temporary worker, don't ask too many questions or say too much. Just pass on the message." Li Jing'an waved his hand impatiently, clearly not wanting to go into details with her.

"Okay, Brother Jing'an, I'll tell Uncle San as soon as I get back." Qin Huairu didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly nodded in agreement, leading the Wu family's relatives into the guesthouse.