Siheyuan: Enemy spies are captured every time

"Brain Storage"

"Whether it's the original novel or the original drama of Siheyuan, there are a lot of unreasonable things to list, so don't delve too much into it, just enjoy watching it."

Autumn 1962!

"Where am I?" A boy turned over suddenly and fell off the bed. It was a single bed, 2 meters long and 1 meter wide.

"Am I not giving a concert?" His mind was still on the concert scene, where he was devoutly singing "Hua Hua", his hit song, although it was criticized by the outside world for being useless and saying that he could only perform shamanism.

But he is still a top star and has the right to look down on everyone.

He is the stupid son of a landlord, and also one of the top third-generation reds in the country. The so-called Four Young Masters of Beijing are nothing in front of him now.

So, after he shouted on the stage, "Hua Chengyu, the eternal god of Chinese music scene," no one dared to touch him.

He is the least promising one in the family. He has never done any serious evil since childhood, but he is also a mischievous child. His family controls a Fortune 500 company and a state-owned enterprise.

That state-owned enterprise has total assets of 10 trillion yuan.

In addition, the family business also has some mineral resources worth tens of billions.

When his father asked him what he wanted to do, he said he wanted to try his hand in the entertainment industry.

For this reason, he is a professional and has no major shortcomings except for his arrogance. Of course, he is also capable of using unspoken rules.

After all, as a top family in the country, although I didn’t learn much in school, my family education was still very strict.

He has had a smooth journey in the entertainment industry, debuting as a trainee and working his way up to the top. Although he does not have any famous works, he is undoubtedly much harder working than some people whose wounds would heal sooner if they went to the hospital later.

But music is something that requires not only good looks but also talent. Unfortunately, he has neither.

What's the use of talent? He can ban a large number of talented people.

Even though he was a top star, he was banned for saying something to him. Fortunately, he didn't care, otherwise that guy who relied on unspoken rules to get ahead would never have a chance to succeed.

"What is this place?" Hua Chengyu struggled hard against the ground.

This is his home, he is sure of that. He has several homes and houses in first-tier cities. Last night he gave a concert in Beijing and stayed in a courtyard house in Beijing.

This courtyard house, located within the Second Ring Road, was once lent to a film crew for filming.

The name was Love in Siheyuan. He was still young at that time, but the courtyard house was already under his name.

"It has been renovated? It costs hundreds of thousands every year, why is it still like this?" He was very familiar with his room, he was sure that this was his room.

But it's not my room.

Because his courtyard house had long been ventilated, it no longer had the kind of kang from the last century, and instead had a hard bed made of wooden boards.

How can it be?

One's own bed can be customized. Hua Chengyu looked at his room in confusion.

His head suddenly ached, and a large number of memories came flooding back to him, flashing through his mind like a movie. The original owner was also called Hua Chengyu...

"Damn, it's 1962 now? I traveled through time and went back to sixty years ago?" After receiving the information from the original owner, Hua Chengyu couldn't believe that in the 10st century he had a car and a house, a ten-digit savings, countless lovers, and at least eight hundred women who wanted to throw themselves at him.

Countless times more powerful than that extremely smart background.

It’s just that he doesn’t like doing business, because it’s too easy. As long as he wants, he can get all kinds of resources.

His father once said that if he wanted to go into politics, he should start as a regular science official, but unfortunately he had no interest in that.

How did a top young man like him join the army of time travelers?

That doesn't make sense? Isn't time travel just for losers?

He stood up in confusion, pulled the quilt over and sat down on it. He had been spoiled since childhood and could not sit on a hard bed.

It was not yet dawn, but some people in the compound had already gotten up. However, he was not in a hurry because he had not yet figured things out.

First of all, the original owner's background is not simple. He is just 20 years old this year and has just graduated from university. He studied foundry machinery and foundry engineering, and the course system is six years. That is, a postgraduate degree.

A real academic master.

This is different from his previous life. In his previous life, he was a complete poor student.

However, he didn't like this major. He liked singing and dancing, just like Hua Chengyu. However, he didn't have the courage to resist his family.

After graduation, I was assigned to the Organization and Cadre Section of the Personnel Department of the Third Steel Rolling Mill, with an administrative level of 21, which is now called a third-level chief clerk.

The salary is more than 60 yuan, which is the highest salary in the courtyard except for the first and second uncles.

He gets a fixed salary, while Yi Zhonghai is a team leader, a level 99 worker, earning 105 yuan, but he receives additional subsidies, which adds up to about yuan a month.

"What? Yi Zhonghai?" Hua Chengyu was horrified: "That's the Lord of Morality, and there's also Qin Huairu, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, Sha Zhu, the god of war, Xu Damao, the villain, and Liu Haizhong, the official fan."

"Yan is a calculating and stingy man. There is no other way. One person's salary has to support six people, and they are all teenagers. If he hadn't calculated, the family would have starved to death in those three years!"

There are more than a hundred people in the compound.

70% are employees of the steel rolling mill!

Because he was a cadre, the three uncles in the courtyard did not dare to make things difficult for him. After all, a worker cannot stand out. Even if Yi Zhonghai was an eighth-level fitter, they did not dare to make trouble in front of Hua Chengyu.

Hua Chengyu is a graduate student and doesn't want to deal with this group of people.

However, something happened yesterday that caused the flower idiom of 2023 to come through.

It is the famous scene in the Siheyuan: the loss of money to the Jia family was presided over by the great grandfather Yi Zhonghai. Others were afraid of Yi Zhonghai, the great grandfather, but he was not.

Not even a penny is donated!

As a result, donations could not be made. At night, a figure sneaked into his room and hit him on the back of the head. As a result, Hua Chengyu, the shaman dancer in 2023, came through.

There are only two people, one is Shazhu, and the other is the kid from Jia family: great joke!

That child is 8 years old this year, and when the story begins, there are 11 great jokes!

He slept so soundly that he didn't know who sneaked in. But he would just have to investigate it later. As long as he paid attention, the truth would come out eventually.

Finally, let’s talk about his family background. His real name was not Hua Chengyu, but the youngest son of a founding general.

After graduating from university, I was planning to join a ministry, but my father waved his hand and sent me to the front line to experience the hardships of the working class.

So I was assigned to the Organization and Cadre Section of the Labor and Wages Department of the Third Steel Rolling Mill. Now, I have just been working for more than a month and have just received my salary.

Yi Zhonghai asked all employees to donate, yes, salary!

Hua Chengyu instinctively reached down and found that his salary was still there, nine big and ten black bills, and some other bills. He counted them and found that the money was still there.

The total amount is one hundred and forty-five yuan.

There were several sugar coupons, grain and meat coupons, one bicycle ticket, one watch ticket, and some industrial coupons. These two tickets were sponsored by his family. When he was assigned to work and came home, his old mother took them secretly.

Not a penny was given. The old man said that we should carry forward the spirit of hard work and don't go home casually.

He had two rooms, which were bought by the old man through someone else. They were located in the main wing of the backyard. He was a neighbor of the deaf old lady, but he had a cold personality and had just arrived, so he only said a few words to the deaf old lady.

The two rooms are over 50 square meters in total, with one bedroom and one cooking area.

This was the only thing the old man gave him, so he could live on it as a division of the family property.

After receiving all the memories, Hua Chengyu stood up. There was a mirror in the room, a hanging mirror, an antique. There was a small desk under the mirror. He turned his head and looked over.

"Ah..." A cruel cry rang out in the courtyard...