Siheyuan, don't yell at me

To be honest, He Daqing looked down on He Yuzhu, this fool, from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't learn anything good at all. He was addicted to eating, drinking, gambling, whoring and smoking.

If He Daqing hadn't had someone spread the word, no one on the street would have dared to gamble with Sha Zhu.

Otherwise, Sha Zhu's pitiful wages wouldn't last for two days.

But no matter how much he disliked it, He Daqing couldn't do anything about it. After all, blood is thicker than water.

Although Sha Zhu looks old and anxious, he is actually only 20 years old and still a young man.

Young people, it is still forgivable to make mistakes.

Now that my son has finally got the girl he likes, it is only natural for me as a father to help him out.

Besides, Shazhu is a kid who lost his mother when he was young. He just lacked some discipline, but he is actually not a bad person at heart.

At least that's what He Daqing thought.

Such as beating old women, climbing over widows' walls, and stealing maltose from children.

In He Daqing's opinion, Sha Zhu was just joking with them and it was no big deal.

After all, my son Shazhu just looks mature, but he is actually still young, still a child.

He Daqing's thoughts are so contradictory.

On the one hand, it is clear that He Yuzhu is a scoundrel.

On the other hand, he forced himself to convince himself and found various reasons to excuse He Yuzhu.

Early in the morning, He Daqing drove his GAZ car to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

The reason why I didn't let the driver drive was that I was afraid that Old Kangtou might not give me face and I would be embarrassed.

Nowadays, there are fewer entertainment activities and everyone has the habit of getting up early and going to bed early.

Old Kangtou was no exception. He made a cup of tea early in the morning and sat in the office reading the newspaper.

Although it is called Lao Kangtou, it is actually not that old at all.

He is not even fifty years old yet, and is in the prime of his life.

At this age, he has reached a vice-ministerial position. Needless to say, his background must be very strong.

He Daqing carried two wooden boxes and swaggered into Lao Kangtou's office.

As soon as they met, He Daqing smiled brightly.

"Old Kang, would you like some tea?

Tsk tsk, you are the secretary of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, and you only drink this stuff?

It’s not worthy of your status!

Look, what did I bring you?

A box of Lushan Yunwu and a box of Huangshan Maofeng!

They are the tenderest batch of teeth before Qingming Festival.

I always drink this stuff, take these two boxes and try them."

Secretary Kang threw the newspaper aside, adjusted his glasses, and had a calm look on his face.

In fact, I had already cursed my mother in my heart.

You damn rascal He Daqing, you call me Lao Kangtou, but I look much younger than you.

"Director He, you are such a busy man, why do you have some free time to come and sit in my little temple today?"

"Old Kangtou, your temple is still small?

Do you want to be the banker in the Great Hall?"

Secretary Kang's skill in cultivating his energy immediately made He Daqing lose his guard. He became anxious and his voice became much louder.

"He Daqing, you can make a fuss, but don't joke with your superiors.

If this gets to the ears of someone with ulterior motives, neither you nor I will be in any good situation."

"Hey, old Kangtou!

Weren't you quite pretentious just now?

We are all born as peasants, why pretend to be cultured?

If we really talk about literary talent, I, He Daqing, am far superior to you.

I am a serious person and have signed my name in many published books.

The old scholars of Qinghua University all come to me to learn from me..."

"He Daqing, you come to tell me this so early in the morning?

If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't have anything to say, just stop being an eyesore.

When I see you, I get nauseated."

He Daqing lit a cigarette, pulled a chair and sat down.

"Of course I have something to say. No matter what, why would I look for an old fool like you?

My son's business!

Comrade He Yuzhu has excellent cooking skills, noble moral character, unity, friendship and willingness to help others.

Why did you dismiss such a good comrade for no reason?

Are there still laws and public morality?

Do you think the Red Star Steel Mill is owned by your family? You can do whatever you want?

Tell me, did you sell the position of deputy director of the cafeteria for money?"

When Secretary Kang heard this, a mouthful of tea choked on his throat, unable to go up or down, and his eyes widened.

He clenched his right fist and pounded his chest several times before swallowing the tea.

Secretary Kang, who had recovered from his shock, had a dark face and could no longer conceal his anger, and he cursed loudly.

"He Daqing, are you speaking human language?

What kind of person is your son? Don’t you have any idea?

I dismissed him for no reason?

Damn it, damn it, there is no bigger bastard than your son in the entire steel mill.

Is there any female worker in the factory who is a little bit pretty and has not been molested by Sha Zhu while queuing for food?

He would touch other people's hands when they were getting food, and if he couldn't touch them, he would flip the spoon and deduct other people's food..."

He Daqing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Sha Zhu would be so bold as not to even try to cover up his crime.

"Comrade He Yuzhu serves the people, and it is normal for him to have physical contact occasionally.

Old Kang, catch the thief and seize the stolen goods, and catch the adulterer in bed!

Don't talk nonsense about things that don't exist!

You are slandering my son, I am really angry..."

Secretary Kang's face turned purple.

Knowing that He Daqing came from a ruffian family, I had a mental expectation of his shameless style and low moral standards.

He never expected that He Daqing would be so shameless. It completely refreshed his worldview.

Secretary Kang was so excited that he started cursing as soon as he opened his mouth.

"He Daqing, are you fucking speaking human language?

Did I slander your son?

Do you still want to catch the thief and seize the stolen goods?

Every time when Shazhu gets off work, there are always four or five lunch boxes on the basket of his bicycle.

Also, he even tied a whole live chicken to the back seat of his bicycle.

Damn it, if it weren’t for you, He Daqing, Director Yang would have kept advising me.

Damn it, I already let Shazhu's thing be used as a classroom.

Damn it, I’m really pissed off, I’m really pissed off…”

Old Kangtou became more and more excited, but He Daqing looked calm and unperturbed.

Everything is under He Daqing's control!

Use despicable means to provoke the opponent and bring the opponent's IQ and moral level to the same level as your own.

Then, use your rich experience to completely defeat your opponent.

Old Kang was furious, but He Daqing said lightly:

"Old Kang, you are a bad person with a bad heart.

As the deputy director of the canteen, He Yuzhu purchases some ingredients and returns some ingredients. That is his job!

As for the lunch boxes, they must have been left in the canteen by the workers, and Comrade He Yuzhu personally sent them home.

Comrade He Yuzhu is conscientious and hardworking, and even uses his off-get off work time to work on work matters.

Faced with worldly prejudice and accusations, he had no complaints and worked hard to serve the workers in the steel mill.

What kind of spirit is this?

He is noble, selfless and dedicated. He burns his best years to illuminate the vast number of workers in the steel mill.

You are shameless, you slander, you defame.

He Yuzhu's heavenly light illuminates the world, but it cannot illuminate the darkness in your heart..."