Siheyuan, don't yell at me

The one-sided beating was like a violent storm, mercilessly raging on Director Liu.

Faced with the surging crowd, Director Liu couldn't even hold his head and was beaten without any ability to fight back.

The guards pushed the crowd hard, but to no avail.

Time seemed to be stretched countless times, but in fact it was only a few minutes!

The guards had no other choice but to fire warning shots.

After firing ten shots and emptying the magazine of a Mauser pistol, the crowd finally calmed down.

The guards hurriedly squeezed into the crowd. Director Liu, who was lying in the middle, had been beaten beyond recognition, with crooked eyebrows and slanted eyes, and was fat and swollen.

I touched my nose and mouth, and it seemed like I was still breathing weakly.

The crowd waved the red flag vigorously as if they had won a battle.

"Victory! Victory!

We won!

Down with Liu Changgui, down with the bureaucratic style, down with the remnants of feudal forces..."

The students raised their fists, shouted slogans, and slowly retreated.

The guards looked at each other, and no one stepped forward to stop them.

Nowadays, who can go to college without some background?

There are thousands of college students and the power behind them is something that the generals like them cannot afford to offend.

A few days passed in a flash, and the crackdown seemed to be over.

The streets, which were a bit deserted a few days ago, are becoming lively again.

He Daqing's tense heartstrings gradually returned to normal.

Young Master Qian and his gang of evildoers deserved their punishment.

The Red Star Winery is also on the right track and He Daqing doesn't need to worry about it.

Now that he has more free time, He Daqing has more time to spend with his family and enjoy the warmth of home.

Two-year-old He Shengjun is just learning to speak. He is at the most mischievous age, but also the most fun age.

I feel annoyed when you’re with me for a while, but I miss you again when you’re not around for a while.

He Shengjun sat on He Daqing's head, pulled He Daqing's ears, and screamed.

"Dad, run, run quickly, Wangwang chases you, Wangwang bites you..."

Behind him was a silly guy barking like a dog, with his teeth and claws bared.

Minister Lin came uninvited and happened to see this scene when he entered the yard. He looked at the family playing around, but did not disturb them and just watched quietly.

He Daqing was carrying He Shengjun on his head and jogging along. Suddenly, he froze in place and saw Minister Lin.

He turned around and kicked the silly dog ​​Zhu to the ground.

He gently took his son off his head and touched He Shengjun's head.

"Dad is busy now, I'll play with you later.

Go to your mother first and get some candy. Eat two. Go ahead..."

Watching He Shengjun staggering towards Qin Huairu until he threw himself into Qin Huairu's arms, He Daqing felt relieved and turned around to greet Minister Lin.

"Minister, why did you come here in person again?

You are so busy, why waste your time here? Just let me know."

"Stop talking nonsense to me, why don't you invite me in and have a seat?"

"Please, please, come in..."

In the hall, Minister Lin sat on the soft sofa cushion and looked around the environment.

"He Daqing, you are quite good, you know how to enjoy yourself.

Do you know about Director Liu of the Military Service Bureau?"

He Daqing was a little confused by the question. He didn't know why Minister Lin asked this and brought up the old matter again.

"What's wrong?

Didn’t you say that the matter is over?

What do I care what he does?

“It seems that you don’t know, so forget it, I won’t mention him.

Go, make me a cup of tea."

He Daqing shouted into the house:

"Wife, make my boss a cup of Lushan Yunwu."

Then he leaned forward and asked:

"Minister, what happened to that Liu?

Could it be that he wants to retaliate against me?

It's so rebellious of him, he was the one who did the evil first..."

Minister Lin pressed his hand down.

"Okay, okay, sit down first, he won't be able to do evil anymore."

"what happened?"

"On May 4th, Youth Day, a group of college students who were on a march ran to the Military Service Bureau and beat Director Liu to a pulp.

Actually, this matter is still your fault.

You wrote a confession on the beer bottle and incited those young people to go over there..."

"Hey, what I wrote there is also true.

God has eyes, evildoers will be punished, haha!

Minister, come and have a cigarette!"

After a puff of thick smoke, He Daqing's whole body was sublimated.

"Great, haha!

Going against me, He Daqing, is simply courting death..."

He Daqing even jumped up, completely disregarding his image, punched the air a few times and twisted his buttocks.

Minister Lin rolled his eyes at He Daqing and took a sip of tea.

"He Daqing, I didn't come here today to see you go crazy.

The five air compressors you requested last time are on the way.

If nothing goes wrong, it should be delivered to you tomorrow or two days later."

“Wutai?

Minister, didn’t I apply for twenty units?

What happened? Did the boss take a kickback? "

After hearing what He Daqing said, Minister Lin's face darkened and he almost got angry.

"He Daqing, what the hell are you talking about?

Do you think air compressor is cabbage?

You're not the only brewery that needs an air compressor, right?

Those large mines are in urgent need of this stuff, and I was able to squeeze out five air compressors for you, and I begged for them at the cost of my reputation."

He Daqing didn't care at all.

"Minister, my vodka is a high value-added product.

The ore they dig out is sold directly to the Russians. The more they sell, the more we lose. Shouldn't we leave some for future generations?

We can’t practice egalitarianism. We have to make as much money as possible from the Russians while we can.”

“Just shut up, there are only five air compressors, no more.

Let me tell you, these five air compressors are not given for free.

I want to see the new production line within three months.

The daily production task must reach more than 8,000 bottles of vodka, this is the bottom line."

"Okay, three months is three months.

I, He Daqing, will do the job, so don't worry. I guarantee I'll get the job done.

Minister, please think of other solutions for the compressor issue. The more the better.

We'd better prepare a few, so that if one or two break down, it won't delay production..."

As soon as He Daqing saw Minister Lin off, he rushed to Qinghua University to find Professor Zheng.

Professional matters should still be left to professionals.

If you can avoid using systems, it's better not to use them.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the air compressor that He Daqing had been longing for finally arrived.

Professor Zheng brought a group of students and directed the workers to start installing the production line.

The original production line and design drawings were used as reference.

The new production line was installed with almost no hindrance.

What is a little difficult is that the new air compressor has relatively small power, so some valve parameters need to be slightly modified.