People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

You must make good use of this relationship.

He Daqing said, "What?"

"You rejected him?"

"Let him come to find uncle?"

You Fengxia giggled twice, and said, "You're right, that's really what happened.

"He doesn't even look at who he is."

"Is it worth it for me to come forward and help him?"

"Moreover."

"Our Metallurgical Bureau manages a lot of factories."

"It's inconvenient to meddle in such trivial matters."

He Daqing said with a clear heart.

You Fengxia, you girl is bloated.

Between the words, full of superiority.

I really treat myself as a dish.

He Daqing asked calmly, "So, what do you mean?"

"To help or not to help?"

You Fengxia said, "It's up to you."

"It's up to you."

"Xu Damao looks like a good person."

"You can't make him too comfortable."

He Daqing said, "Okay, don't worry."

"Leave the matter to Uncle."

"So, what about the second thing you said?"

You Fengxia said faintly, "You understand."

"It's all because of He Dagen."

"My girl wants to see him."

"Can't wait."

"Just tonight."

"That Ding Qiunan of yours didn't pester you, did he?"

He Daqing was embarrassed.

Talk about things, talk about things, why bring Ding Qiunan with you.

He said, "Okay, it's still the same place."

"Nine p.m."

"So be it."

You Fengxia was overjoyed.

After hanging up the phone.

He Daqing breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that after You Fengxia was transferred away.

will cut off contact with him.

Unexpectedly, everything is still the same.

Make a regular pot of tea.

Just as He Daqing was about to start working.

The little girl over there in the mailroom brought a pile of newspapers, magazines and letters.

He Daqing took a look.

There was actually an invitation letter from the Philatelic Association.

it means.

This group has a party on Sunday.

Stamp collectors from all walks of life gathered.

Meet friends by post or something.

He Daqing is so refreshing.

This is a good opportunity.

The reason why he joined this private philatelic association was to receive some valuable and precious stamps with great appreciation potential.

Definitely have to go then.

Then, He Daqing started to get busy.

At noon, I routinely drew an ink painting.

Take a look for yourself.

It's not bad to catch your feet.

There is a free and easy style of a master.

He left a huge fortune to future generations.

As long as He Daqing becomes popular in the painting circle at that time.

This painting will sell for eight figures at least.

But the cost.

infinitely close to zero.

He Daqing only spent one meal.

After it's over.

He Daqing heard someone knocking on the door outside.

And called him in a low voice.

Just listen to this voice.

Not someone else.

It was Xu Damao.

He Daqing was also quite surprised.

This guy didn't lie at home to recuperate, but ran to the factory to do something.

He opened the door.

Sure enough, I saw Xu Damao deafly pulling that donkey's face, with a dejected expression on his face, "Uncle He, I'm sorry

"I'm useless."

"I didn't completely convince my sister."

"Or, I'll give you a few knocks."

While talking.

Xu Damao threw the crutch in his hand and was about to kneel on the ground.

He Daqing quickly supported him.

Said, "Don't do that."

"Uncle can't bear this."

"Let's talk about it."

"Come, come, let's talk in the house."

Fortunately, there is still a long time before I go to work in the afternoon.

This floor is also the top floor of the office building in the factory.

Most people are fine and won't run this way.

Therefore, no one saw this scene.

After Xu Damao entered the room, he kept apologizing.

After all, it was a guaranteed ticket.

He said that he wanted to marry Xu Meiting into the He family.

As a result, I turned around and asked.

Xu Meiting actually just reached an agreement with He Daqing.

Be Lao He's girlfriend for two days.

How can this be done?

After knowing the news.

Xu Damao didn't fall asleep the whole night, and his hair fell out one by one.

Just for fear that He Daqing would get angry.

Tack him to death.

Then he still really has no way out.

It turned out that his father, Xu Fugui, worked as a projectionist at Red Star TV. If the rolling mill couldn't stay any longer, Xu Damao could rely on this relationship to go there to earn a living.

However, now that Xu Fugui has squatted in a cell and has been expelled from the unit, this road will definitely not work.

His mother and stepfather have no connections.

There is no way to find a new iron job for him.

If at this moment, Xu Damao was dismissed by the factory in the name of downsizing.

He felt that he could only find a tree with a crooked neck and hang himself to death.

He Daqing looked at him and asked, "How is Meiting doing now?"

"Are you all right, little girl?"

The reason why he asked this question was that He Daqing was also worried. After returning home last night, Xu Damao found out the truth and made a big fuss in the dormitory of the Art and Ceramics Factory.

Embarrassing Xu Meiting.

Even lost his face.

A young girl, who can bear this grievance.

Xu Damao said awkwardly, "She's still at work."

"Accounting work, that's all."

"Meiting asked me to ask you."

"How will we arrange those two days?"

"Is it every weekend?"

"She usually goes to work, so she's not free."

He Daqing raised his index finger and middle finger, and tapped lightly on the table.

Also considering this issue.