Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

At the steel rolling mill, Li Jianjun was drinking tea in Li Huaide's office.

"Uncle, how do you think we're going to deal with Director Yang this time?"

Li Huaide drank tea comfortably.

"I don't know. Dismissal is the minimum."

Li Jianjun laughed.

"Uncle, then I want to congratulate you."

Li Huaide asked with a smile.

"Are you so sure? What if one drops in from the sky?"

Li Jianjun shook his head.

"It's unlikely. Let's not talk about the old man. Let's take the steel mill for example. If a factory director is parachuted in without prestige and recognition from the workers, he won't be able to accomplish anything."

Li Huaide nodded. He thought so too. Although he was in charge of logistics, his contributions during this period were obvious to all. All the factory directors of subordinate units had received benefits (materials) from Li Huaide. Even the Ministry of Industry sometimes came to take advantage of him. If he didn't do it, who would?

Sure enough, the call came after a while and the appointment letter arrived soon after.

"Jianjun, it's thanks to you that I can take the position of factory director."

"Uncle, that's your ability. Whether you can keep the seat depends on Liu Haizhong's study class. If the May 1st test results are ideal, then you will be safe."

Li Huaide nodded. During this period of time, he has focused all his energy on the study class. Of course, there are still some ways to improve efficiency. It can be said that the efficiency of the steel rolling mill has improved a lot compared to before.

"Jianjun, from now on, we have the final say over this steel mill."

Li Jianjun asked.

"Uncle, do we still need to deal with Director Yang after this?"

Li Huaide waved his hand.

"Yang Jianye is no longer a threat. We don't need to kill him. We should give his old leader some face. Every department has its rules. You are not in it, so you don't know. I can fight him and bring him down, but I can't kill him, otherwise others will have opinions."

Li Jianjun didn't know these things and didn't want to know.

"Uncle, since Lou Bancheng is ready to donate his property, then Xu Damao..."

Li Huaide thought about it.

"Xu Damao is a talented person. I'll talk to their section chief later. Just like you said, let him take on an apprentice first. We can talk about the rest after Lou Bancheng's work is done."

Li Jianjun also agreed.

"That's it, uncle. I'll take a leave this afternoon and go out."

Li Huaide asked.

"What's going on? Do you need my help?"

Li Jianjun really needs it.

"Uncle, you said that Director Zhao of the post office is your comrade-in-arms. I want to find him."

Li Huaide didn't ask too many questions, as Li Jianjun knew what to do now that he was old enough.

"Okay, I'll give him a call."

After saying that, Li Huaide picked up the phone.

"Hello, Lao Zhao, I'm Li Huaide."

"Something's up. My nephew Jianjun, as you know, will come to the post office to see you this afternoon."

"I don't know what it is. I'll tell you when he gets here."

"It's definitely not a difficult thing. It won't be difficult for you."

"You took my supplies and you haven't returned the favor yet."

"Okay, okay, let's have dinner together then."

After hanging up the phone, Li Huaide smiled.

"Now everyone knows that our factory is not short of supplies, and they all want to come up and share some."

Li Jianjun asked.

"Uncle, are those supplies enough?"

Li Huaide nodded.

"Jianjun, too much is as bad as too little. If you give them too much, they will only ask for more in the future. Just keep them hanging like this."

Li Jianjun didn't think too much about it. Li Huaide had the final say on the matter.

"Okay then, I'll go back to the cafeteria."

Li Jianjun returned to the cafeteria and saw the fat man cooking, so he walked over.

"Fatty, not bad, you're as good as Shazhu. How about the small meal?"

The fat man saw Li Jianjun and expressed his gratitude.

"I also want to thank Master Li. If it weren't for you, I would still be cutting dumplings. I have cooked two dishes on my own stove. The chef is just average, but I am also working hard."

Li Jianjun patted the fat man on the shoulder.

"Not bad, that's quite a progress. By the way, how's that Ma Hua doing?"

The fat man said as he was frying a large pot of food.

"Ma Hua is actually a man who can endure hardships, but unfortunately he followed Sha Zhu. I tried to persuade him, but he is a blockhead and refused to become a disciple again."

Li Jianjun thought Ma Hua was a good person and wanted to help him, but since he was unwilling, Li Jianjun would not rush to help him.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to. Just study hard and follow me in the future. I will ensure that you have a good life."

When the fat man heard Li Jianjun's promise, a fawning look appeared on his face.

"Of course, of course, Master Li, don't worry, I will follow you."

Li Jianjun was not worried that the fat man would betray him. Having watched so many TV shows in his previous life, he was able to control the fat man with ease.

In the afternoon, Li Jianjun came to the post office and found Director Zhao.

"Uncle Zhao, thank you for your help."

Director Zhao welcomed Li Jianjun in. It was no wonder that Director Zhao attached so much importance to it. Everyone in the circle knew that those supplies were found by Li Jianjun, so everyone was not afraid of Li Jianjun coming to do things, but they were afraid that Li Jianjun would not come. At that time, they could ask Li Huaide to get some supplies.

"Jianjun, tell me what you want. As long as Uncle Zhao can do it, I will do it for you."

"Uncle Zhao, I want to check if our courtyard, Red Star No. 95, has any remittances or letters from Baoding."

Director Zhao was a little confused. Why did he ask Li Huaide for benefits for such a small matter?

"Jianjun, is that all? Isn't there something more difficult?"

Li Jianjun was a little confused.

"Uncle Zhao, most people can't check this. It's already difficult for me."

Director Zhao slapped his head.

"Yes, yes, yes, I forgot about it. Most people can't check it. Okay, I'll take you to check it myself. Let's go."

Li Jianjun was even more confused. What happened to Uncle Zhao? Why did he go there in person when he could just find someone to take me there? However, despite his confusion, Li Jianjun still followed Director Zhao.

The results came out soon.

"Director, starting from June 51, 95 yuan has been remitted from Baoding every month. The person who received the money is Yi Zhonghai from No. Hongxing Courtyard. There are two letters a year, and we have delivered them all. The person who remitted the money and sent the letters is called He Daqing."

Director Zhao nodded.

"Jianjun, anything else?"

Li Jianjun thought about it.

"Uncle Zhao, can you give me those signed certificates?"

Director Zhao smiled.

"Others certainly can't do it, but you can. We have other stubs anyway."

Li Jianjun thanked.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao. Let my uncle treat you to a meal some other day."

After a while, Li Jianjun left with the certificate.

The post office clerk asked curiously.

"Chief, isn't this a bit against the rules?"

Director Zhao rolled his eyes.

"What do you know? You still rely on him for your festival supplies. What? Don't you want it anymore?"

The staff member immediately reflected.

"Director, I was wrong. Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. I understand."

Director Zhao said unhappily.

"Watch your mouth, or you won't get any benefits in the future."

After saying that, Director Zhao returned to the office and called Li Huaide.

"Old Li, Jianjun is gone. I am so distressed. I broke the rules for Jianjun."

"He took the remittance receipt."

"I went with him personally."

"Okay, okay, I won't say any more. Thank you, Lao Li. Hey, when can I get it?"

"Okay, next month, let's make it clear. Don't tell anyone else then."

"Okay, I'll get it myself."

After hanging up the phone, Director Zhao took a sip of water and said.

"Alas, how come Li Jianjun can only do so little and produce so little? Next time he comes, I must take him to visit the post office three times, and then I can talk to this guy Li Huaide."

(Many people say that I am too kind-hearted. I just want to say that I can't bear to be cruel to a child who calls me uncle. The protagonist only lives in a courtyard, and he doesn't want to be an enemy of everyone in the courtyard. For those who scold me, if you don't like it, you can go and read some more violent ones. There is no need to waste your time scolding me. And for those who scold my parents, please be more polite, otherwise I will scold you back. I also want to thank all the uncles who like this book, thank you for your support, please urge for more updates, give a good review, and it would be even better if there is a free gift.)