Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

In the afternoon, after Zhang Zhiqiang got off work, he picked up Ran Qiuye first, and they went home together.

After arriving home, Zhang Zhiqiang found that Lao Wang and his apprentice were still working. Zhang Zhiqiang was a little shocked. Lao Wang's three dollars and fifty cents a day was really not earned in vain, as he did a very solid job.

When I went in to take a look, I saw that Lao Wang was laying the floor tiles first and had not started painting the walls. He only had steamed corn bread for lunch and had not touched the noodles at home at all.

"Lao Wang, this is really how efficient you guys are at work."

Zhang Zhiqiang gave Lao Wang a thumbs up with satisfaction and handed him a cigarette.

"Haha, I'm getting paid, this is what I should do."

Lao Wang took the cigarette and looked at it. It had a handle and was a Peony brand cigarette. He put it on his ear and was reluctant to smoke it.

"Does that little brother smoke?"

Zhang Zhiqiang also handed a cigarette to Lao Wang's apprentice.

"Thank you comrade."

Lao Wang's apprentice was a quiet man and thanked Zhang Zhiqiang.

Lao Wang's apprentice didn't even look at what kind of cigarette it was. He took it, put it in his mouth, lit it up and started smoking.

Old Wang felt distressed when he saw this, and felt that his apprentice was just trying to make a fool of himself.

"Old Wang, everything at home can be cooked. I saw that the noodles and potatoes were not touched. Why?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked curiously.

"I thought it was for you to eat, so I didn't touch it. Steamed buns can also fill you up."

Lao Wang smiled naively.

"It's there for people to eat. Don't be hard on yourself when you're working. It's just a matter of steaming buns or cooking vegetables. You have to do your job well."

Zhang Zhiqiang said, thinking that he did not explain clearly in the morning, but Lao Wang was indeed a good person. He did not expect that Xu Damao's father could know such a friend.

"Don't worry, you're getting paid, and I won't bother you."

Lao Wang patted his chest and assured.

"Why don't we stop here today? It's getting late, so you should go back early."

"Okay, then we'll come back tomorrow morning. Erdan, let's go."

Lao Wang looked at the sky and felt that it was about time. It’s not that he couldn’t continue working, but it was almost time for dinner.

If they say you will get one meal, then it's one meal. If you work all afternoon, will the master provide you with meals? If they do, it was not agreed in advance. If they don't, the master can't eat while you watch, which would be embarrassing, so Lao Wang took his apprentice home from get off work.

Zhang Zhiqiang could vaguely hear Lao Wang scolding his apprentice.

How can you finish a pack of cigarettes worth several yuan in just two or three minutes? How can you feel if you smoke it so quickly?

Zhang Zhiqiang burst out laughing. This Old Wang is quite interesting.

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The next afternoon, Zhang Zhiqiang noticed that two potatoes were missing and there was an unfinished steamed bun in the kitchen.

With Zhang Zhiqiang's consent, Lao Wang dared to eat a steamed bun and cook a dish for himself.

Although the cost has increased, it is still effective. The work efficiency has been greatly improved, and the food is not in vain.

On the third day, the big house was almost finished, just needing to put the finishing touches, but something went wrong today.

It wasn’t a big deal. It was just Director Zhou from the Street Office who came. She was also Zhang Zhiqiang’s Aunt Zhou.

Aunt Zhou brought several clerks with her, among whom was Xia Yu, who was followed by the pot-bellied Liu Haizhong, who was very attentive to Aunt Zhou and kept bowing and nodding.

"Zhang Zhiqiang, someone reported that your stuff is not legitimate, so we came to take a look today."

Director Zhou now represents the public sector, so of course he cannot call Zhang Zhiqiang "Qiangzi", so he chose to call him by his full name, Zhang Zhiqiang.

"What? My stuff didn't come from a legitimate source? Who reported it?"

Zhang Zhiqiang was shocked and a little angry. The courtyard had been peaceful for so many days. Wouldn't it be better for them to coexist peacefully and ignore each other?

"I can't tell you this. Zhang Zhiqiang, shall we go to your house and take a look?"

Director Zhou spoke.

"That's right, Zhang Zhiqiang, I advise you to tell the truth and tell us where the things came from as soon as possible. Don't waste the leader's time and try to get leniency."

Liu Haizhong jumped out and pointed at Zhang Zhiqiang's nose and accused him.

"Second uncle? What do you mean? You didn't report me, did you?"

Zhang Zhiqiang frowned and asked in a cold voice.

"What...what nonsense are you talking about? I am the boss of the backyard. If something happens in the backyard, I have the right to take charge."

The second uncle said this in a stern voice, with a hint of unnaturalness flashing across his face.

This is Liu Haizhong, he is not well educated and can’t hide anything on his face. If Yi Zhonghai were here, I guarantee that you wouldn’t be able to tell anything from his face.

Zhang Zhiqiang is now basically certain that it was Liu Haizhong who reported him. A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Zhang Zhiqiang's face. Since Liu Haizhong dared to do this, he should not blame himself.

"Director Zhou, everyone, please come in."

Zhang Zhiqiang led Aunt Zhou and the others into the house, and Ran Qiuye also came over at this time.

"Aunt Zhou."

Ran Qiuye called sweetly.

Aunt Zhou had no way to handle the matter in a businesslike manner at this time. Ran Qiuye had already greeted her, so she had to respond.

"Well, Qiuye, how have you been these past few days?"

Aunt Zhou asked with a smile.

"It's fine. I've just been working lately. Nothing much to do."

Ran Qiuye chatted with Aunt Zhou as if no one was around.

Liu Haizhong on the side was dumbfounded. What was going on?

What is the relationship between Ran Qiuye and Director Zhou? What is the relationship between Zhang Zhiqiang and Director Zhou?

Liu Haizhong only remembered that Zhang Zhiqiang donated a batch of broken furniture to the street. Could it be that they were friends at that time?

Liu Haizhong felt that this time he must find evidence that Zhang Zhiqiang's stuff was not obtained in a legitimate way, otherwise he would be in trouble, as Director Zhou would definitely tell Zhang Zhiqiang that he was the one who reported it.

To be honest, Liu Haizhong was still a little afraid of Zhang Zhiqiang, after all, Zhang Zhiqiang was very good at fighting. If he got hit twice, he would definitely not be able to withstand it.

"Zhang Zhiqiang, tell me, how did you get these thirty-six legs?"

Liu Haizhong ignored Director Zhou who was chatting animatedly with Ran Qiuye and shouted directly at Zhang Zhiqiang.

This is Liu Haizhong, who has no brains or emotional intelligence at all. He was supported by Yi Zhonghai to become the second uncle because he is easy to control.

It’s ridiculous that Liu Haizhong still thinks that he is so capable that he can replace Yi Zhonghai sooner or later.

Director Zhou's face looked a little grim, but he didn't say anything. After all, this was the main reason they came here.

The thirty-six legs refer to the tables, chairs, benches and other items in Zhang Zhiqiang's house. The furniture in Zhang Zhiqiang's house does look grand, and they are made of huanghuali wood.

"These are all bought second-hand from a consignment shop, and here's the proof."

Zhang Zhiqiang handed two certificates of authorization from the store to Director Zhou. He basically asked for invoices when he bought things, just to prepare for this day.

"no problem."

After reading it, Aunt Zhou handed the certificate over. She knew Zhang Zhiqiang's family, so she definitely couldn't read it alone, otherwise people would easily think that she was covering up for someone.

"Then...what about this bicycle? Where did it come from?"

Liu Haizhong saw that the tables, chairs and benches were not good, and then looked at the bicycle. After all, Zhang Zhiqiang had a lot of good things at home, and Liu Haizhong didn't believe that all the things were genuine.

"I bought this at the supply and marketing cooperative. It's a Phoenix brand bicycle. Here's the certificate from the supply and marketing cooperative."

Zhang Zhiqiang took out two more certificates and handed them over.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with the bike."

In fact, when Aunt Zhou saw Zhang Zhiqiang's calm look, she knew that nothing was wrong, but she still needed to go through the procedures. After all, everything requires evidence.