Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chapter 163 Revenge
The office compound of the street office.

"Aunt Wang, I'm here to see you."

"Come on, are you so kind? Sit down and drink black tea or green tea?"

If it were anyone else, I would still be wondering if there was tea.

There will be no choice.

"Let's drink black tea. Black tea warms the stomach and is perfect for drinking in the winter."

Su Mu's butt didn't touch the sofa, so he rubbed it again and started to rinse the cup with the thermos.

You definitely can’t sit by yourself and let your elders make tea.

And well...

Director Wang watched Su Mu, the little monkey, squeeze some tea leaves into two cups, and then easily stuffed the tea jar into his shoulder bag.

"You kid, I didn't say anything to you when I took the tea leaves. Why did you even take away the tea jar? This is not like plucking the goose's hair."

"Aunt Wang, it's okay, I don't mind it."

"Tell me, do you need my help with anything?"

Director Wang smiled, and the tea matter was easily revealed.

For some elders, the more polite the younger generation is, the more distant they seem.

Uncle Chen and Aunt Wang are both old Red Army soldiers, and the children of their comrades are equivalent to their own children.

What's more, Su Mu had just retreated from the frontline battlefield.

The sense of identity is a little bit more.

This relationship is very subtle, and Su Mu only vaguely grasped it after coming here last time.

"Aunt Wang, is there any news about my file? The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I don't know where I will be divided next. I don't feel at ease, so I thought of coming over to ask."

"There is no distinction between high and low in revolutionary work. Why, if we are separated to sweep the streets, are you still going to cheat?"

Director Wang said deliberately.

"That's not possible. I'm just afraid that a pole will carry me out of the capital, so I don't want to resist. I have to be mentally prepared in advance, right?"

"Don't worry. When it's time to find a partner, go ahead and deal with your troubles. You can't leave the capital."

"Huh? Is my file back and my work is in order? Aunt Wang, you are my aunt, where did I put my work?"

"The file hasn't come back yet, but your Uncle Chen has heard about it. It's not that he didn't come back, but it was intercepted before it was sent out."

"Have your beard cut off?"

Su Mu was startled, this was something he didn't expect.

My decision to retire from the military at that time was actually a bit negative, how should I put it?

It’s hard to say whether the employer has it, and it’s even more unthinkable to reuse it.

Under such circumstances, there are still people rushing to intercept their work files?
"Aunt Wang, just tell me, which one?"

"It's true that I didn't tell you, even your Uncle Chen doesn't know."

"Really?"

"You kid, you don't even believe what I say? Oh my God, you..."

Amidst a series of laughter and curses, Su Mu limped out of the director's office.

Although walking is not convenient, it is really much easier.

Director Wang suggested that Aunt Zhang from the street office arrange marriage arrangements for him with Zhang Luomen.

This seemed to mean driving him away.

Tian's mother helped him tell him about the unhappy breakup after the wedding, and the news spread in the compound that day.

These are Director Wang and Uncle Chen.

If it had been someone else, he probably wouldn't have even said this in front of Su Mu.

After all, he is the one who is disliked.

Boys, don’t you want to lose face?

After coming out of the street office, Su Mu swung his thigh on his bicycle and headed straight for Qianmen Street against the wind.

Chen Xueru's satin shop.

At this time, the door was full of people.

This is quite uncommon.

The closer we get to the end of the year, the more people cut fabrics to make clothes.

At this time, I should be selecting fabrics and tailoring them.

Why are there so many people standing at the door and pointing?

Master Pian'er was sweating on his forehead as he was communicating with several arrogant ladies.

What's going on?
Su Mu's first reaction was that while Chen Xueru was away from the capital, there were discrepancies in the store's accounts and goods.

He originally planned to go around to the back and go straight to the second floor.

Since there was a problem in the store, we simply parked the car in front of the main entrance.

Step forward.

"Master Pian'er, is Sister Xueru upstairs or in the store?"

"Boss Chen is inside. Do you want to go in?"

Su Mu nodded and walked towards the store.

This is no nonsense.

If I don't go into the store, why should I ask?

It feels like Mr. Pian'er is confused by these rich ladies.

Su Mu even doubted whether he could deal with these customers with his current brain capacity.

into the store.

I found that there were still a small number of customers selecting fabrics in the store, and there were also customers waiting to pick up clothes at the tailoring counter.

The clerk is holding the receipt and looking for the code.

It's the end of the year, and there are a lot of people making clothes. Once they're done, they put them in fixed locations. When the guests come, they take them according to the codes on the receipts.

"Sister Xueru, what's going on?"

From a distance, I saw Chen Xueru's face was a little gloomy, and there were two people beside him who were flipping through the bills.

Fan Jinyou stood next to him.

There are still some bruises on the forehead and corners of the mouth.

"Boss Chen, we are checking the accounts here. There are other people waiting, so don't come over and cause trouble. For those who don't know, I thought you arranged the deliberate interference."

Su Mu narrowed his eyes.

Fan Jinyou's words sounded strange.

It's obviously aimed at myself.

Chen Xueru came over and explained briefly to Su Mu.

Now Fan Jinyou is the director of the neighborhood committee.

Although the silk shop is now privately owned, the ten-year public-private partnership has just ended.

If the neighborhood committee wants to check the past accounts, it can barely be justified.

"Didn't you check it when the joint venture ended in September?"

"Isn't this a new official taking office? He said that he was not clear about what he said before. He needs to reunite and check it out."

Chen Xueru said disdainfully: "To put it bluntly, it's just public revenge."

What he said clearly meant something.

"Boss Chen, I have business matters, so why are you talking?"

Su Mu rolled his eyes.

"Okay, you go check it out. Sister Xueru, don't bother others checking your store's accounts. Come over here. I have something to tell you..."

Seeing Su Mu dragging Chen Xueru to another corner of the shop, Fan Jinyou's face twitched twice.

But helpless.

half an hour.

Su Mu left the shop first.

Fan Jinyou kept looking over here. Su Mu left without looking at him, but he seemed to see Chen Xueru glance at him.

Suddenly I felt a little emotional.

"Humph, no matter how you discuss it, the accounts before I came to check are considered reasonable and not illegal. Even if you try to break the rules, you can't break the situation..."

however……

Chen Xueru greeted the clerk and started to drive people away.

"Director Fan brought people to check the accounts and asked the idle staff not to interfere. I'm sorry. We will reopen the business after the neighborhood committee has finished checking the accounts..."

"Sister Zhang, your clothes are ready, but you can't pick them up today. You have to come back another day, which day? Hey, I can't say for sure. Director Fan of the neighborhood committee won't bring someone to check the accounts. He said he won't let idlers Human interference.”

"Director Liu, I'm sorry today. Our shop is now taken over by Director Fan of the neighborhood committee. No idlers are allowed in. The accounts are being checked... Yes, although the public-private partnership is over, the neighborhood committee wants to check the old accounts, and we don't have it. There's a way, right? Just be considerate." "Director Cai, your clothes have been changed, but I can't pick them up today. If Director Fan of the neighborhood committee finishes checking the accounts one day, we can resume business. I'll find you. Someone specially sent it to you...I'm sorry, there's nothing we can do about it."

After the last wave of customers were received in the store, no one came in.

Even Chen Xueru turned around and left.

In the whole shop, there were only two staff members who were nitpicking through the accounts and Fan Jinyou.

He didn't take it seriously and was proud of interfering with Chen Xueru's shop business.

Since you dare to offend yourself, don't blame yourself for teasing her.

And that cripple Su Mu.

How dare you do it.

Although I couldn't make it public, I still had to take revenge on him when I got the chance.

Sooner or later.

Fan Jinyou thought bitterly.

Little did he know that there was already a lot of complaints outside the silk shop.

Chen Xueru's satin shop is old.

It is considered her ancestral property.

Although the shop also sells ordinary fabrics, most of them sell satins, cheongsam, etc. for high-end people.

Lingluo silk and satin has always been the flagship product of flower growers.

Chen Xueru's business is not only domestic, but also exported to Laomaozi Federation and Southeast Asian countries.

It has several international distribution channels.

However, foreign channels use wholesale distribution methods.

Chen Xueru will attend ordering fairs in Shanghai or Suzhou and Hangzhou, cooperate with source workshops, purchase in bulk and then ship overseas.

In China, physical stores in Beijing adopted the 'private customization' model before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Serving high-end and upper-class people.

Even many foreign visitors had heard the name of Chen Xueru's shop before coming to China.

I came here to buy custom-made clothes.

With such a group, Chen Xueru's shop may seem ordinary, but in fact it plays a decisive role in gaining international reputation and helping flower growers earn foreign exchange.

Fan Jinyou just knew that Chen Xueru was a female prostitute who ran a silk and satin shop by herself, so he felt that it was within his jurisdiction and he could do whatever he wanted.

But he didn't know that his shop and brand were registered with the Ministry of Commerce.

Moreover, many of the customer groups are embassy officials, celebrities and literati...

Embassy officials are foreign guests and enjoy special treatment.

Celebrities still belong to the category of national capitalists. Most of the expensive clothes of Lou Bancheng's children and wives are produced by Chen Xueru's shop.

And the literati...

These days, literati have automatically applied twice to reduce manuscript fees, but it is easy to get a manuscript fee of [-] to [-] yuan for a book.

You must know that the monthly salary of famous Peking opera artists these days is more than 1700 yuan, which is not even enough in one slap.

Crosstalk masters have the lowest income among traditional folk arts. Their salary is about 300 per month, which is similar to ministerial-level cadres...

A group of people with money and leisure, changing and making clothes, were actually disturbed by the newly appointed director of the neighborhood committee?

You must know that humans are subjective species.

There are personal emotions.

then……

When Chen Xueru held a brief meeting with the store clerks, issued a notice, and then passed it on to everyone who wanted to enter the store.

Probably less than 10 customers were rejected.

A bicycle came flying towards me.

Sweating profusely, he rushed into the shop and called away Fan Jinyou and two dizzy staff members who were checking accounts.

It's not that they don't have enough accounting skills.

But it was quite difficult for them to achieve what Director Fan wanted.

It's not easy to find something wrong with someone's basic accounts.

Neighborhood committees are subordinate agencies of the sub-district office.

There is a forest of merchants on Qianmen Street, which is highly valued by the superiors.

In such an important position, any mistakes would be minor.

In the past, the Qianmen Street Neighborhood Committee was the most stressed.

Everyone is working hard and is afraid that conflicts may not be resolved in time.

That's good for Fan Jinyou. The absence of conflicts is obviously a good thing.

Hello, hello, hello everyone.

He turned out to be fine.

When a new official takes office, he must do something right.

The purpose of co-writing is to create no contradictions. If you can't create them, lead the team yourself.

This is not nonsense.

The two phone calls went directly to the desk of the subdistrict office director.

This made the director so angry that he almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

I quickly called the clerk from the subdistrict office to bring Fan Jinyou back.

"How is your mother's condition at home?"

"It's okay. My condition is considered stable. Don't worry, director, I will definitely not delay my work..."

The director's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

You are procrastinating.

"Let's do this. I'll give you a few days off. Go back and spend time with your family for medical treatment. When your mother's condition gets better, you can come back to your job and continue to shine."

"Director, you really don't need it, my mother is seriously ill..."

"Okay, that's it. Xiao Wu, let me know later that Director Fan will take a few days off and go back to take care of your mother."

Fan Jinyou was dumbfounded.

This is also a bit of a reaction.

"Director, that silk shop..."

"Well, you know, I thought you wanted to continue pretending to be confused."

"I just went to check the accounts and didn't do anything else..."

"Fan Jinyou!"

The director, who had always been pleasant-looking, suddenly threw the white porcelain tea cup out of his hand.

"What kind of bullshit are you checking? How long has it been since the joint venture ended? You didn't check it sooner or later. You insist on checking it at this time at the end of the year. I think you did it on purpose. You saw that the business of the other shop was good, and you deliberately stumbled!"

Fan Jinyou shrank his neck.

He has culture, but his structure and knowledge are also limited.

They are small people with limited culture.

Obviously, for him to be the director of the neighborhood committee, he is a small talent with great potential, and his virtue is not worthy of the position.

"Okay, no need to say anything else, let's go back first."

After all, the old director still remembered Fan Jinyou's good past and didn't hit him directly.

Wait a few days and see the results after the storm wears off.

Fan Jinyou went out dejectedly.

The old director sighed.

Looking at his bruised nose and swollen face, coupled with the news he heard before, it is impossible to say that he is not clear about it.

Subdistrict offices and neighborhood committees have reached out to the masses.

There's something going on. Can the street office officials and aunts know about it?

Fan Jinyou's pursuit of Chen Xueru has been talked about even by him, the director.

Let alone others.

Qianzu stayed at the woman's house while he was drunk at night, and was kicked out. Then he took someone to check the account of the woman's shop.

Isn't this stupid?

If it weren't for the fact that he had some ability to do things before, the old director wouldn't have helped him to cover up the situation.

I still hope that he just did such a ridiculous thing because of his lust.

When he wakes up, he can continue to be a socialist steel nail and exert his previous positive work status.

(End of this chapter)