Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing found Professor Zheng and asked him to help draw a blueprint for processing production line accessories.

Professor Zheng simply handed this task over to his students.

The next day, He Daqing got the drawings he wanted.

He secretly found the workshop director of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, who was the most greedy one.

This guy has a mistress outside and dares to take any private job.

After a meal, He Daqing offered a price that the other party could not refuse.

The matter of the production line has come to an end for the time being, and all that remains is to wait.

Whether transporting compressors from the north or the south, it is not an easy task and it will take at least one or two months.

The workshop director dared not be too blatant in taking on private work, as it also took time, and he had to send them out like ants moving house, little by little they would add up to a lot.

As soon as He Daqing had some free time, he planned to cause trouble for that bastard Secretary Chen.

It's rude not to reciprocate. That bastard has caused so many troubles for me, He Daqing, how can I let him go so easily?

Lai Saner, Zhang Mazi and his group moved their pigeon market to the vicinity of the winery.

He Daqing asked Chen Dagen to call Zhang Mazi over.

"Zhang Mazi, I have something for you to do."

Zhang Mazi took the cigarette handed to him by He Daqing and put it between his ears happily.

"Master He, if you have anything to ask, please tell me. I, Zhang Mazi, will definitely get it done for you."

He Daqing waved to Chen Dagen.

"Chen Dagen, please go out first. There are some things that you are not comfortable knowing."

After Chen Dagen left, He Daqing spoke.

"Zhang Mazi, from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, have you met Secretary Chen?

Arrange some people to find out about his family's situation."

Zhang Mazi hesitated, looked embarrassed and grimaced.

"Mr. He, Secretary Chen, he is a big leader, how dare I go to him to cause trouble?"

He Daqing took out a thick bundle of money from the drawer and slammed it on the desk.

"Here is 10 million. With my level, even if I don't eat or drink, I will have to work for more than a year.

If you can accomplish this task well, you can get 10 million in cash, food, or meat.

Ye He Daqing can satisfy you."

Zhang Mazi reached out and touched the money, and his breathing became rapid.

With so much money, it is enough to buy a small courtyard from those old people.

Isn't it just to get some information? It's not like you want me to kill people or set fire to anything.

Damn it, the brave ones will die of overeating and the timid ones will die of starvation. Let’s do it.

"Master He, you have finally found the right person.

When it comes to being well-informed, I, Zhang Mazi, am no less than anyone else.

Hey, can you give me one million first?

If you want to get people to do something, you have to do it with something real.”

He Daqing took out a stack of money from the bundle, which was exactly one million, and threw the money to Zhang Mazi.

"Zhang Mazi, this time you are mainly trying to find out whether Chen Laoer has done anything illegal, such as having affairs with other women.

By the way, find out if his family members have done anything illegal or disorderly. "

Zhang Mazi's face looked a little better. He Daqing was quite reliable and didn't ask him to do anything excessive. This matter was not risky.

"Master He, don't worry.

If Chen Lao Er really has problems with his sexuality, I will definitely find out everything..."

Zhang Mazi quickly got busy. He found a few scoundrels and started to inquire about the news from Secretary Chen's former neighbors.

Unexpectedly, Secretary Chen is a very upright person with a very good reputation, and Zhang Mazi was almost reported as a criminal.

Zhang Mazi also started to compete with Secretary Chen.

Damn, there are cats in the world that don't steal fish? I don't believe it.

While Zhang Mazi was inquiring, he also had people follow Secretary Chen's activities.

After three full days, not a single piece of useful information was obtained.

Zhang Mazi had a hunch that Secretary Chen was definitely not as simple as he seemed.

Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, and everyone has some shortcomings to a greater or lesser extent.

Secretary Chen doesn't smoke, drink, or get involved with women.

Even though he was such a high-ranking official, he lived an extremely frugal life.

Zhang Mazi shook his head, firmly refusing to believe that there existed such a saint in the world.

For five days in a row, just when Zhang Mazi was about to lose confidence, things finally took a turn for the better.

These few days, I have been hanging around Secretary Chen’s old house and have met quite a few ruffians.

When we have nothing to do, we play cards and brag together.

On this day, a few ruffians played cards as usual and then ate and drank.

A new rascal drank two glasses of Erguotou and started to act up, boasting about the great things he had done.

"Zhang Mazi, I heard that you followed a section chief to pick up food?

If you are not full, come to me. I am going to be rich, haha.

Do you know who I hooked up with?

You'll be scared to death if I tell you this, you are all from wealthy families.

At the very least, he is the son of a ministerial-level official, and at the worst, he is the son of the secretary of a large factory.

Don’t disbelieve it. Does Red Star Steel Rolling Mill know about it?

It’s Secretary Chen from their factory, his son, my best friend.”

Zhang Mazi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that someone would bring a pillow just when he felt sleepy.

He glanced at the drunk rascal calmly, his face full of suspicion and sneer.

"Oh, you've only had two drinks, what are you talking about?

Who are we? If we work like dogs for others, people will think we are lowly.

You are still close friends with Secretary Chen's son? Are you worthy of that?"

After Zhang Mazi finished speaking, several other ruffians also started to make sarcastic remarks.

"That's right, that's right, why don't you just take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?"

"Zhang Mazi, don't pay attention to him, he is nothing but a piece of shit."

The drunk rascal named Yang Laosan suddenly became angry.

"Damn it, I have to talk to you guys.

Let me make it clear first, don't let this matter spread. You can't afford to offend any of those people."

Zhang Mazi waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, stop with all that superstitious stuff.

Everyone knows what connections you, Yang Laosan, have.

Why is it so hard to brag? "

Yang Laosan was provoked by Zhang Mazi and became angry.

"Zhang Mazi, stop talking nonsense.

I, Yang Laosan, have done something big recently."

After Yang Laosan finished speaking, he took the knife and put it to his neck, making a gesture of wiping his neck.

Seeing that the ruffians were frightened by his actions, Yang Laosan smiled triumphantly.

He leaned forward and spoke in a low voice.

"I, Yang Lao San, swear to heaven that everything I say next is true.

If it's a lie, my parents will die prematurely and will be dead on the street tomorrow."

A group of hooligans gave Yang Laosan a thumbs up.

"It's a blessing to be your parents."

"Zhang Mazi, shut up. Yang Laosan has always been very filial. Let Yang Laosan speak."