Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Otherwise, why would they be the closest people in this factory?

As he spoke, he casually slipped the remaining half-pack of cigarettes into his breast pocket.

"Hey, I won't hold back with you." Li Yaoguo.

"Get lost, get lost! Have you ever seen me being polite to you?"

Li Yaoguo left, secretly pleased with Yang Jianguo's words.

It feels so good to not feel like an outsider!

"Hua Zi, you should go back too. I'll take care of the rest." Yang Jianguo told Hua Zi to go first.

The young man was unwilling and just stood there grinning foolishly: "Master Yang, I'll take it back for you before I leave."

Yang Jianguo didn't say anything more, just smiled and buried himself in his work.

In about ten minutes, a brand new, square metal box was completed.

Get it!

"Master Yang, I'm going to borrow a handcart," Hua Zi said and ran off.

Yang Jianguo tidied up his things, wiped his hands, and prepared to go home.

Looking at all these things in front of me, I feel happy.

When I got home, I packed everything up.

I'll buy a stove after work tomorrow and modify it myself.

If all goes well, I should be able to take a hot shower at home by the day after tomorrow at the latest.

By the way, come to the workshop tomorrow.

I'll find a craftsman to make me a showerhead when I have some free time; it's a delicate little gadget.

The pressure inside the 'water heater' may not be sufficient.

How to install the shower head still needs to be discussed and figured out with the installer!

"Master Yang, are you Master Yang Jianguo?"

A fragrant breeze wafted over, hmm... hmm?!

Yang Jianguo frowned, then looked up: 'Yu Haitang?'

Why did she come to find him?

Also, what's that smell on him? It's so pungent it's giving me a headache.

Seeing Yang Jianguo's frowning expression, Yu Haitang's excited heart sank.

I lifted my sleeve and smelled it. It smells nice, so there's no problem!

"Master Yang, I am Yu Haitang, the new announcer in our publicity department."

Yu Haitang suppressed her emotions and extended a hand of friendship to him.

Yang Jianguo also got used to her smell.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be either face cream or body oil.

It tastes like it has added mentholatum!

It has a pungent smell at first.

"Hello, Comrade Yu Haitang." A polite handshake.

Yang Jianguo laughed and said, "I have other matters to attend to. May I ask what brings you here?"

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Yu Haitang forgot about the frown she had just made.

With her eyes sparkling, she looked at him and said, "It's nothing, I just came to see what a role model I need to learn from looks like!"

Seeing the fire in her eyes, Yang Jianguo knew he was being watched.

Why?

Because Yu Haitang has lofty ideals and awareness!

In her eyes, Yang Jianguo was a rising banner.

If she could ride this wave of opportunity, her ideals, her pursuits, and her ambitions would be fulfilled.

All of these can be achieved, and one can even rise to a higher position.

To dedicate one's passion and strength to the people.

Chapter 78 That's it? Installing a water heater at home.

Those obsessed with officialdom have no gender distinction.

Second Uncle Liu Haizhong was a fan of officialdom.

Yu Haitang, the announcer at the steel rolling mill, is that petty official who's obsessed with power.

It's just that one lacks skill and the other lacks brains.

None of them are capable of accomplishing anything.

They want to use Yang Jianguo as a stepping stone, as...capital?

You've got the wrong person.

"Comrade Yu Haitang, my wife is still waiting for me at home. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Seeing the cart that Hua Zi had pushed back, Yang Jianguo walked around her to move his things.

After quickly and efficiently tidying up their things, Yang Jianguo led Hua Zi outside.

Seeing him just leaving her hanging like that, Yu Haitang felt bad, and her expression darkened.

In the prime of life, when one is full of ambition.

Yu Haitang herself is also very good; she is beautiful, educated, and has a respectable job.

With such conditions, who wouldn't give it a second glance?

In the mouths of the neighbors, that's what other people's children are like.

Wherever I go, I'm always surrounded by people.

They all pampered and spoiled her, wishing they could treat her like royalty.

That's what liberation is all about, otherwise she would still think she's a princess!

Encountering Yang Jianguo: That's it?!

Yu Haitang felt resentful. Why did they get to do this?!

You just received an award, why are you getting so proud?

What's there to be proud of? What have I, Yu Haitang, done that you look down on?

When it comes to their own charm, women's thought processes are incomprehensible.

Because the circuitry of a normal person is traceable.

And hers, probably...

Have you ever seen a ball of yarn accidentally tangled together and then mishandled?

Roughly the same!

Somewhat annoyed, he chased after her. Just as Yu Haitang was about to call out to him, someone interrupted her first.

"Begonia, begonia..." Xu Damao ran over.

As he passed Yang Jianguo, he glanced at him and raised an eyebrow, as if showing off something.

Hearing him run up to Yu Haitang and fawn over her, offering to invite her to dinner at Lao Mo, Yang Jianguo couldn't help but chuckle.

This treats Yu Haitang like a naive country girl who has never seen the world.

You think you can win her over with just one meal of Lao Mo?

Xu Damao miscalculated this time; Yu Haitang has high aspirations!

Lao Mo, Mosco Restaurant, is located at No. 135 Xizhimenwai.

The revolving door, with its high-end openwork cast bronze logo, is frequented by well-dressed "successful people," as well as foreigners.

Stepping onto the gleaming stone platform, we passed through the revolving door.

What I saw was a world that resembled a palace, with a seven-meter-high roof, a gilded chandelier, and four large bronze and iron pillars standing in the center.

These things are incredibly rare in the eyes of ordinary people.

This gave Lao Mo a unique flavor in Beijing.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it has become mysterious and lofty.

In reality, decent people don't go to Lao Mo at all.

Only a few types of people go to this place.

One is a young man who brings girls to broaden their horizons and keep up with the times.

One of them was a foreigner who came to Beijing on official business.

Another group consists of street thugs who try to save face.

Even businessmen are rarely seen there; those who do go are mostly low-class individuals.

They may look glamorous, but their pockets are emptier than their faces.

Real businessmen and big bosses don't look down on Lao Mo's standards.

Why not treat someone to a meal at the Grand Hotel Beijing?

Air-freighted steaks, fresh seasonal vegetables and fruits, Moutai and Zhonghua liquor...

If these were moved to another place, where could you find them?

"If I get the chance, I'll have to treat myself to a meal with the big boss," Yang Jianguo thought to himself.

Old Mo wasn't interested in the Grand Hotel Beijing...

I absolutely have to try and mooch off them!

On the way, he and Hua Zi took turns pushing the cart. When they got home, Yang Jianguo called Yingzi out to greet everyone.

"Call him sister-in-law, Yingzi, get him some water. Is dinner ready at home?" Yang Jianguo wiped his sweat with a towel.

"Alright, young comrade, I'll go get you some water."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Hua Zi chuckled and wiped his face haphazardly with his sleeve.

Yang Jianguo saw this and tossed him a towel: "Go, wash your face and eat before you leave."

"Master Yang, I won't eat, I'll just have some water."

Yang Jianguo's face darkened, and he said, "Just eat what I tell you to eat, why are you making such a fuss?"

"Hey~" Hua Zi chuckled sheepishly, his neck hunched over.

Yingzi brought out a glass of water and handed it to him, saying, "Young comrade, have a drink of water and rest."

After taking the water glass, Hua Zi smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you can just call me Hua Zi."

"Okay, take a rest." After giving her a stool, Yingzi looked at the things on the cart.

"Jianguo, is this what you meant by boiling water..." Yingzi couldn't quite remember what she was boiling.

"A water heater, actually, it's not really a water heater, it's just a makeshift solution that works fine."

Compared to contemporary designs from abroad, Yang Jianguo's designs are truly ugly and outdated.

But for him, that's good enough.

Besides, even if you gave him a brand-name water heater, he wouldn't dare use it!

Isn't this blatant corruption by capitalism?

"How can you talk about yourself like that? You two rest, I'll go make some food."