Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Liu Haizhong's face was flushed and he looked happy even though he hadn't drunk any alcohol. He spoke to Xu Damao excitedly.

"Oh."

Xu Damao answered absentmindedly, then reached out, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a boiled peanut, put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully. To his surprise, the peanut tasted surprisingly good.

"Looking back on those days, I just worked hard all day long, thinking that only by doing more work and doing more things could I be appreciated and promoted by my superiors. Now I think that my thoughts at that time were so naive and ridiculous."

Liu Haizhong shook his head with a helpless smile, and at the same time grabbed a piece of pork liver from the table and put it into his mouth.

"Who says it's not true? The more you do, the more mistakes you make; the less you do, the fewer mistakes you make; if you do nothing, you will definitely not make any mistakes. So, Uncle Er, being a team leader requires some skills. Don't put on airs, otherwise you will attract jealousy. You must keep a low profile and get along well with everyone, so that you can get along well with everyone." Xu Damao said as he gestured with his hands.

Yan Bugui also came over at this time, holding a bottle of wine in his hand. He unscrewed the bottle cap skillfully, and then filled three bowls with wine in turn.

"Come on, come on, first of all, let's congratulate Lao Liu on his promotion to team leader! Let's have a drink together!" Yan Bugui raised his glass and said with a smile on his face.

So, Xu Damao, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui began to clink glasses and drink happily. They ate and talked, and the atmosphere was very lively. Yan Bugui played the role of a teacher in this process, patiently teaching Liu Haizhong how to behave after becoming a team leader. Xu Damao would occasionally interject and say a few words to express his agreement or add some of his own views.

I have to say that Liu Haizhong is really humble and eager to learn. He not only listened carefully to the suggestions given to him by Xu Damao and Yan Bugui, but also kept nodding his head to show his approval.

This was undoubtedly the attitude Liu Haizhong showed after tasting the sweet fruit for the first time. If not, with his previous arrogant personality, he would definitely not take Yan Bugui and Xu Damao's suggestions seriously.

After eating and drinking, Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong went their separate ways and went home. Xu Damao drank a lot, but his mind was still clear, but his feet were a little dizzy. When he got home, he took off his clothes without saying a word and fell asleep.

The next morning, Xu Damao rode his bike to the Propaganda Department, but the news he got was that due to the severe cold weather, the outdoor screenings would be changed to once every three days. The recent work focus is to distribute various information that the superiors need to convey, and the Propaganda Department staff will be responsible for disseminating it.

As a result, Xu Damao was also assigned a task to distribute leaflets. He carefully checked the addresses and contents of the leaflets and found that they mainly called on the general public to pay attention to health issues, and these locations happened to be concentrated in the area near his home.

I never thought that the cigarettes I casually passed out would bring such a good result! If not, how could I be assigned to a place so close to home by such a coincidence?

Isn't this the result of my previous generosity, hehe!

Xu Damao neatly put a thick stack of leaflets into the back basket of the factory's old bicycle. He got on the saddle, pedaled, and slowly rode toward the factory gate.

"Da Mao, where are we going to show the movie today?" A comrade from the security department came over and handed over a cigarette, asking casually. Then, as usual, he lifted the tarpaulin covering the back basket and prepared to check the projection equipment inside.

However, when he saw that there was only a pile of leaflets and half a bucket of paste in the basket, the security comrade was confused and pointed at the items and asked, "Hey, why is there no projector? Aren't you going to show the movie today?"

Xu Damao sighed helplessly and explained, "Alas, the weather has turned cold, and the higher-ups said that movies will only be shown once every three days. So, I've received another promotional task, and I have to go post these flyers everywhere."

"Oh, this is a really tricky job." The comrade from the security department shook his head to show his understanding.

Xu Damao smiled bitterly and agreed, "Ah, who said it wasn't true? I have to leave quickly, otherwise I might not be able to finish posting this pile of notices today."

After Xu Damao took the cigarette handed to him by the security officer, he skillfully put it behind his ear, then took out a leaflet from his pocket and handed it to the other party, then waved his hand to indicate that he was leaving.

"Okay, then go get busy first!"

After getting the answer, Xu Damao stepped on the pedal hard, and the bicycle rushed away like an arrow, disappearing at the end of the road outside the factory gate in the blink of an eye.

Not long after, Xu Damao's busy figure appeared next to a courtyard near Nanluoguxiang. He was seen holding a brush, lightly dipping some paste, and then quickly applying a few strokes on the wall.

Then, he picked up a leaflet and pasted it accurately on the place where the glue had just been applied. After completing all this, Xu Damao moved to the next target location without any pause and continued working.

While Xu Damao was concentrating on posting flyers, a middle-aged man quietly walked to the door of a nearby courtyard. The man seemed to be waiting for someone. When he saw Xu Damao approaching, he stepped forward and took the initiative to talk to him: "Little brother, what are you posting?"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he generously opened his cigarette box, took out a cigarette and handed it to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao stopped what he was doing, turned to look at the middle-aged man, and politely replied, "Oh, this is a flyer. I'm from the publicity department of the steel mill. This is a task assigned by the higher-ups. Big brother, may I ask, is this yard yours? Are you waiting for someone here?"

Xu Damao didn't say much. He just wanted to finish pasting this piece quickly so that he could go home and have a rest.

"Yes, this is my humble house, but I plan to go to the south for development soon, and I am also short of money, so I am thinking of selling this house for money. I had agreed with the buyer to meet here this morning to check the condition of the house, but I still can't see him at noon, alas..."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"In my opinion, that person probably won't come! It's getting late now, brother, could it be that what you are selling is this small courtyard in front of us?"

Xu Damao asked casually.

"This is it. I wonder if this young man is interested in taking a look?" The middle-aged man looked at him eagerly, as if he was eager to make a deal right away.