Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

Chapter 474: The Sports Meet Ends

Many people have no face to become leaders.

There is a saying that goes, One general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers.

It’s okay if you have minor accidents like sprains and falls during the sports meet, as these are normal.

But if some bad guys really take advantage of this opportunity to break in and cause trouble, in order to give an explanation to their superiors, the technical department members who made this suggestion will inevitably be remembered by the leaders.

"Section Chief, why didn't you warn us at the beginning?"

"Hmph, I just want to teach you a lesson. You're not doing your job all day long, and you're just thinking about useless things." Han Daguo took the opportunity to scold Jiang Fan again.

But in his heart he said, "I can't say that I didn't think of this either."

Not to mention him, even Secretary Meng, Li Huaide and the others didn't think of this.

After ten years of crackdowns, more than 80% of the spies were eliminated. I thought the remaining ones were no longer a threat, but who would have thought that a big one would pop up.

Jiang Fan really didn't understand why someone would do such a thing for Baldy at this time.

If nothing is found here, then just live your whole life in anonymity. Why do you have to jump out and cause trouble?

He doesn't understand!

Without much thought, Zhong Xueying also won second place in the women's 5,000-meter race.

"You two are quite amazing. It's great to be young." Ding Lei sighed and looked up at the setting sun in the sky, as if reminiscing about his lost youth.

Zhong Xueying drank some water and said with some regret, "What a pity, I still couldn't get first place."

"That's normal. The female comrade who won first place is Yin Ya. She is over 1.8 meters tall and has a nickname called Big Stride." Zhao Wen pushed his glasses and explained to everyone.

Looking in the direction Zhao Wen pointed, everyone nodded in agreement, believing that Zhong Xueying's loss was indeed not unfair.

At this point, the events of Jiang Fan’s relatives and friends at the sports meet have come to an end.

The last day actually only has half a day of competition in the morning, and the afternoon is the award ceremony and leadership speeches.

It's nothing important.

With the end of the last competition, the second day of the steel mill sports meeting officially came to an end.

On the way home, many people felt that the past two days had passed so quickly and they hadn't done anything yet.

Back at the courtyard, Jiang Fan was invited to Xu Damao's house for dinner.

As soon as he entered, he immediately checked around the house. He was relieved to see Lou Xiao'e coaxing the child. As long as she didn't go to the kitchen to cook, it was fine.

If Lou Xiaoe appeared in the kitchen, Jiang Fan would definitely not eat at the Xu family.

"Now that you're here, don't just sit there. Help me peel two cloves of garlic."

"okay."

I picked up the garlic and rubbed it in my hands, and most of the outer layer fell off like snowflakes.

In two minutes, a dozen garlic cloves appeared on the table.

"Where is my aunt? Why don't I see her?" After entering the kitchen, Jiang Fan found that Xu Damao was the only one busy.

"My mom went to call my dad and bought some braised dishes. Please pass me the plate."

"I'm not here to eat, I'm here to help you." Jiang Fan took a plate from the cupboard, wiped it, and placed it next to the stove.

"How about trying my fried eggplant? I learned it from Master Fan."

Jiang Fan half-believedly picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. "Huh? You have something."

I have to say, Chef Fan is quite good, and Xu Damao's dish is indeed much better than the previous ones.

After working for more than ten minutes, another meat dish was ready.

At this time, Xu Wood and his wife also came back with wine and food.

Only Jiang Fan, Xu Wude and Xu Damao were at the dinner table.

Xu Damao divided the dishes into half each for Lou Xiao'e and yesterday and brought them into the house.

The main reason was that Lou Xiao'e was about to give birth, and he didn't dare let her sit next to him. It would be bad if she got drunk and got into trouble.

At the dinner table, Xu Wude once again expressed his gratitude to Jiang Fan. He already knew that Xu Damao had made another contribution, which made him very excited.

He also knew in his heart that if Jiang Fan had not been willing to take his son with him, given Xu Damao's character, he would not even be able to eat hot shit, let alone achieve any merit.

Jiang Fan had no good explanation for this. Even if he hadn't met Wu Tiande that day, he would have dealt with these three people before the sports meeting started, delaying his seven-day wedding leave.

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September 12th afternoon.

The Steel Mill Sports Meet officially ended with the conclusion of the award ceremony.

It is time for all leaders to look forward to a bright future, but today a leader from the department came and spoke first.

What Jiang Fan didn't expect was that this leader didn't hide too much about Wu Tiande and the others, but he didn't tell them everything either.

He simply said, "Before the steel mill sports meeting began, with the help of enthusiastic comrades from our factory, three more spies were caught.

They want to sneak in and sabotage our sports meet. Can we allow this?"

"Can't, can't, can't!"

When the workers at the steel mill heard that someone wanted to come in and cause trouble, they were outraged and their blood boiled at this moment.

I wish I could catch those spies, eat their flesh and sleep on their skin!

There seemed to be follow-up actions, so it was not pointed out who arrested the person, which left room for imagination for everyone in the steel mill.

Because the leader's speech was so brief, Li Huaide and his colleagues had to cut down their own drafts. The speech, which was supposed to last an hour, ended in just fifteen minutes.

After the meeting, the workers returned to their posts and did not have to work. However, the leaders personally distributed rewards to them and expressed their condolences.

On this day, the leaders of the steel mill were very approachable, with smiles on their faces. They were simply the best officials in the world.

It would be even better if they still looked like this, ignoring the reporters and cameras following them.

Li Huaide came to distribute Jiang Fan's reward. The more he looked at Jiang Fan, the more he felt that he was a talented person.

Although Jiang Fan has not yet directly surrendered and is about to marry Zhong Tiexiong's sister, all this is not a problem.

He didn't care about this. Even if he became the head of the steel mill, it would be impossible for him to control tens of thousands of people.

It is normal to have a few things that are not under control, and Jiang Fan falls into this category regardless of his work or identity.

So as long as Jiang Fan doesn't openly oppose him and doesn't affect his ambitions at the steel mill, everything else will be easy.

After Li Huaide and the reporter left, Ding Lei rushed over and asked, "Come and see what the rewards are."

"You are just impetuous!" Han Daguo accused from the side.

"What can I get? A towel, a teacup, a kettle, a certificate, and a few industrial certificates. What else do you want? The factory can't just give you money."

Jiang Fan spoke in a calm tone and placed the things in front of everyone.

To be honest, the steel rolling mill gave out a lot of things, but it couldn't match Jiang Fan's wealth and power.

It’s like if you have tens of billions of assets, would you still be interested in a monthly salary of 3,500 yuan?

Chapter 475: The Jia Family Eats Chicken

Inside the courtyard, Banggeng already knew that today was the day the steel mill's sports meet would end. He also remembered Jia Dongxu's promise to buy him chicken after the meet.

So he kept waiting at the entrance of the alley, and even when others laughed at him for having only nine fingers, he did not argue with them.

He only has nine fingers, but so what?

He is a master of stealing at a young age, and he will become a great thief in the future. When he gets there, he will make two thousand yuan at a time, and he will have to eat steamed buns and roast chicken every day.

Just thinking about this kind of life makes people drool.

Hu Tutu, a kid from the next yard, came back with his schoolbag and saw the stick was still there. He couldn't help showing off.

"Bang Geng, you're still playing in the mud. I'm not saying anything mean to you, but you're already a grown-up, you can't even write your own name, right?"

Looking at Hu Tutu, Bang Geng retorted, "I didn't play in the mud. I can't write my name, but can you? Didn't you just go to school for two days? Why are you so arrogant?"

"Hey, I'm so cool because I can write my name." Hu Tutu said proudly. It has been less than half a month since he started school, but he has already learned to write his name and can do simple addition and subtraction. He is a rare talent in the class!

When the other children heard that Hu Tutu could write his name, they all made surprised sounds.

"Brother Tutu, you can write your name, you are so amazing."

"Brother Tutu, can you write my name?"

"Teach us to write our names, Brother Tutu."

The friends immediately surrounded him, especially the girls. Even in the city, girls are still a minority in school.

Hu Tutu also wanted to agree, but he could only write his own name now.

"Stop! I don't know many words right now, and I haven't learned your names yet. I'll learn them after a few more days. Now I'll write my name and you can see it."

As he spoke, Hu Tutu pushed everyone away, found a small stick, drew a square on the ground, and wrote a word in it stroke by stroke.

Although it looks a bit crooked, you can still tell that it is the character "胡".

As soon as the word was written, the children exclaimed again and praised it endlessly.

Banggeng was also attracted and when he saw the words written by Hu Tutu, he curled his lips in disdain.

"What the hell is this? It's like a worm crawling, nothing."

As soon as these words were spoken, before Hu Tutu could say anything, the others couldn't stand it anymore. Cuihua from next door asked angrily.

"Bang Geng, what nonsense are you talking about? Brother Tutu's writing is so good. If you don't like it, you can write one yourself."

Seeing Cuihua treat him like this, Banggeng was very sad. "Cuihua, how can you say that? I just didn't go to school. If I had gone to school, I would definitely write much better than Hu Tutu."

"Bang Geng, if you say so, who among us can't write when we go to school?"

"You're the only one who's still in school. You even have trouble getting on the bed."

"Don't bother with him. He's missing a finger and can't even hold a pen properly, yet he wants to write. Think about it, let's go."

Hu Tutu waved his hand and led his friends out of the alley.

Only Banggen fell silent as he looked at his hand with a missing finger.

Jia Dongxu walked to the entrance of the alley and saw Bang Geng with his head down, not knowing what he was doing. He quietly walked around behind him and lifted him up.

"Bang Geng, are you waiting for dad here?"

Banggeng immediately forgot all his previous unpleasantness when he heard Jia Dongxu's voice and asked expectantly, "Dad, did you buy me a chicken? You promised to buy me a chicken today."

Jia Dongxu was embarrassed for a moment. He didn't expect Banggeng still remembered it, but he did say that, and he couldn't break his promise to the child.

Fortunately, the family still had some savings during this period, so buying a chicken was not a problem, and he was also a little greedy.

"I came back to get the money to buy chickens. Do you want to come with me?"

Banggeng nodded frantically, he wanted to choose a fat chicken.

After returning home and telling Qin Huairu, although she was a little reluctant, she still took out the money.

"Dongxu, why don't you just buy Banggeng a chicken drumstick? Don't buy a whole chicken, it's too expensive."

Jia Dongxu shook his head. "Huairu, we agreed to buy chicken, and we haven't eaten meat in a long time. You've become so thin from hunger."

Qin Huairu blushed and cursed inwardly that he was being rude, because what Jia Dongxu had just said was exactly the part of her body that made her most proud besides her face.

That night, to the astonishment of everyone in the courtyard, the Jia family cooked a chicken meal.

At the dinner table, Jia Zhang looked at the chicken legs, chicken wings, and chicken butts in the bowl and swallowed unconsciously.

What a plump chicken butt! It must be full of oil when you take a bite.

Coincidentally, Banggeng thought the same thing, and the first thing he ate was the chicken butt.

"Smells good, this chicken butt smells really good."