Siheyuan: First-class Merit at the Start

Chapter 39: Conference! Another Conference!

I punched out on time and went home to the courtyard after having dinner outside.

Jia Dongxu got into such a big trouble today, it would be strange if no one in the hospital came out to make trouble.

Therefore, Li Bolu wisely chose to eat first.

Only when you are full can you have the energy to watch the show and eat melons.

Li Bolu still has some sympathy for Jia Dongxu. After all, he is a living human being, not an NPC in the game.

But if you ask me how much sympathy I have, I’m sorry, I really don’t have any.

After all, he is not a saint. Jia Dongxu first tried to take his house, but when that failed, he hired someone to break his legs.

If he hadn't been smart and knew to seek protection from the police, he would probably be a cripple now.

Do you think Jia Dongxu will sympathize with him when the time comes? I'm afraid he won't even have time to be happy.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Bolu pushed the cart to the central courtyard, everyone in the courtyard was already ready to go.

The three old things of the three uncles: a square table, a long bench and an enamel pot, each in their place.

"Well, now that everyone is here, let's start the meeting. Li Polu, don't leave yet, let's start the meeting. Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time, so don't waste time."

Yi Zhonghai took the first step and immediately attracted a considerable amount of hatred from Li Bolu.

Although the temperature in Sijiucheng at the end of November had not yet reached below zero, it would not exceed 11 degrees. Yi Zhonghai hurriedly gathered the people in the courtyard as soon as everyone got off work. No one spoke, just drinking tea by themselves. It would be strange if everyone didn't have resentment.

Li Polu pretended to be puzzled and said, "Just hold the meeting, why are you waiting for me? What's the matter? The meeting can't be held without me?

Besides, I'm not the only one who hasn't arrived yet. The Dali family in the backyard and the Tiechui family in the front yard haven't arrived yet. Uncle, are you targeting me? "

Having said this, Li Bolu paused, as if he suddenly remembered something.

Then he said, "Besides, Brother Yi, if I remember correctly, you don't seem to be the head of the courtyard anymore, right? What are you doing sitting there?

You are really awesome, brother. You don't take the punishment from the street office seriously at all.

In the smallest sense, this is called disobeying the organization’s arrangements. In the largest sense, this is disrespecting the country and the broad masses of working people.”

Li Polu was not polite at all. If you try to attract hatred, I will push you to the opposite side of the people. I will let you feel what the vast ocean of the masses is like.

It's just a matter of putting a hat on someone, it's like everyone knows it.

Li Polu started with a wave of arguments about the righteousness of the country and the masses and the people, which stunned Yi Zhonghai.

My brain was working like crazy, my CPU was about to smoke, but I still couldn't figure out how to answer Li Polu's question.

Originally, he just wanted to take advantage of the time when everyone was accustomed to the previous pattern and then influence them subtly.

Minimize the impact of being punished by the street office.

But he didn't expect that Li Bolu would expose all his secrets right from the start.

After Li Polu said this, everyone reacted. You are not a big boss anymore. You called a whole hospital meeting to make a fuss.

However, due to Yi Zhonghai's past prestige in the courtyard, although everyone was dissatisfied, at most they just looked at Yi Zhonghai with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

After all, they are not Li Polu, who works in an office.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't do anything to him. Most of them were ordinary workers.

Yi Zhonghai is one of the few level 8 workers in the factory.

Although they have been demoted now, it is still very easy to deal with these second- and third-level workers.

At this time, Yan Bugui spoke up at the right time: "This is what happened today. It was mainly because Master Yi asked me and Second Uncle to hold a meeting. So let Master Yi speak first. Let's continue the meeting."

Although Yan Bugui's explanation was not very convincing, it was better than saying nothing. Everyone reluctantly accepted it.

Unexpectedly, Li Polu said calmly, "Uncle, this won't work. As Brother Yi just said, all the people in our compound haven't arrived yet.

Now the Dali family in the backyard and the Tiechui family in the front yard have not arrived yet.

You are going to hold a meeting directly without considering them. Do you not consider them as part of our institute? Are you going to take the lead in isolating them?"

What Yi Zhonghai was thinking in his mind was that the two families you mentioned were so poor that they were almost eating dirt.

Can I still count on them to help the Jia family? It's good enough that they don't ask for help.

But he couldn't say that in public, so Yi Zhonghai said directly: "Da Li from the backyard and Tie Chui from the front yard are working overtime in the workshop today. Everyone knows their family situation. The old are old, the young are young. It's not convenient for them to come to the meeting. I will tell them after the meeting."

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, a deep voice rang out: "I was wondering why the Third Master wasn't at the gate. It turns out he was in a meeting."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person coming was Yang Dali from the backyard.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Yang Dali felt a little overwhelmed and scratched the back of his head in a naive manner.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Yi Zhonghai thought to himself that it was a good thing that the factory was really working overtime today. So he said calmly: "Da Li, you're back just in time. Find a seat and sit down. Let's have a meeting."

Without waiting for Li Polu to continue to worry about the iron hammer not arriving in the front yard, Yi Zhonghai hurriedly said, "Well, I'm sure everyone knows about the Jia family in our yard. The Jia family has a large population, and only Jia Dongxu is a laborer. It has always been difficult for them to be in our yard.

However, things never go as planned. Today, the only labor force of the Jia family also met with an accident.

He is still lying in the hospital and his life or death is unknown. In addition, Jia's wife Qin Huairu is now pregnant, which makes the already difficult situation of the Jia family even worse.

Our courtyard has always been an advanced and civilized courtyard in the street, and mutual help has always been a fine tradition of our courtyard.

Therefore, the purpose of calling everyone to this meeting today is to call on everyone to donate money to the Jia family. To help the Jia family overcome the current difficulties. So, as the initiator of the meeting, I will also set an example. I will take the lead in donating 30 yuan. "

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai took out thirty yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.

The third uncle Yan Bugui, who was in charge of accounting, repeated at the right time: "Master Yi donated thirty yuan to the Jia family."

Then comes Liu Haizhong.

"Well, let me say a few words. As for Jia Dongxu's problem, we can all see that he is on the verge of making ends meet. As the second uncle in our courtyard, I will also donate 20 yuan. I hope to help the Jia family get out of the predicament as soon as possible."

After saying that, he took out 20 yuan and put it on the table.

The third uncle repeated it again.

Then, under everyone's expectant gaze, Yan Bugui said: "Although I am the third uncle in our courtyard, everyone knows that my family of six depends on my salary to support them.

My salary is not much, only 27.5 a month. So I won't compare with Master Yi and Second Uncle. I'll give 5 yuan, at least as a token of my appreciation."

As he spoke, Yan Bugui also took out 5 yuan.

Li Polu saw that something was wrong. How could Yan Bugui, a miser, be willing to bleed so much money?

Combined with Yan Bugui's action of helping Yi Zhonghai out of trouble just now, Li Bolu immediately figured out the key: Damn it, this is not in Yi Zhonghai's interest at all.

But now is not the time to think about this, because Yi Zhonghai has already revealed his true intentions and pointed the finger at him.

"Li Polu, the two masters in our courtyard have set an example.

As the only cadre in our hospital, shouldn't you set an example?"

Yi Zhonghai’s idea is very simple. The three uncles in our courtyard are all workers or teachers. (He still regards himself as the uncle.)

We have already contributed so much. As a cadre, do you, Li Bolu, have the nerve to contribute less?

For this reason, he even talked to Yan Bugui in advance and gave him five yuan. You see, the stingy guy has been plucked out of his money. Do you really have the nerve to not give or give less?

However, things turned out to be beyond his expectations.

Li Polu is really shameless.

"Brother Yi, what kind of example do you want me to set? Let me make it clear first, I can't donate money to the bad guys who have occupied the factory's property. Isn't this definitely encouraging bad practices?"

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