Chapter 666: Each Family’s Plan 2

Chapter 666: Each Family’s Plan 2

In the Xu family's backyard at Siheyuan No. 95, Xu Fugui sat at the octagonal table, taking a sip of wine from time to time. He rode his bicycle to pick up the new film that had just arrived this afternoon and came back quite late. As soon as he entered the house, he heard his wife Li Guixiang whispering about Jiang Cai'e. Hearing that Jiang Cai'e and Fang Dahu's wife had become temporary workers in the canteen of the training base of the security department of the steel rolling mill, Xu Fugui's originally good mood suddenly disappeared.

Logically speaking, Xu Fugui and He Daqing both worked at Lou's Steel Mill. One was a projectionist and the other was a cook who cooked for the leaders of the steel mill. Their jobs were completely unrelated and they should have gotten along well.

Unfortunately, these two men have completely different temperaments. He Daqing is big and strong, with a very generous personality, while Xu Fugui is tall and thin, and always smiles when he meets people every day. However, in Xu Fugui's heart, he is a cultured person who projects movies, and most of the residents living in the courtyard of No. 95 are rude people who do hard labor. Even He Daqing is just a stinky cook who serves people and belongs to the lowest class of people.

After witnessing the luxurious life of Lou Bancheng's family, Xu Fugui was always envious and dreamed day and night that one day he would be able to live that kind of life.

However, after the peaceful liberation of Sijiu City, everything has undergone earth-shaking changes. The wealthy businessmen who were once high and mighty in Louban City have now been brought down to earth and have to keep a low profile.

Xu Fugui relied on his superb projection skills and was doing quite well. Although he did not get a high position in the Red Star Steel Mill, his life was better than most.

However, ever since Lou Bancheng was shot for colluding with the former leaders of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill to steal and sell the country's special steel, Xu Fugui has been terrified for a while. He was afraid that what he had done with Lou Bancheng would be exposed and reported. You have to know that he has a murder case on his hands. Once reported, he would definitely not end well.

As time passed, Xu Fugui's nervous mood began to relax. It seemed that those close confidants of Lou Bancheng in the past were now dead or escaped, and they didn't pay any attention to him, little Karami.

It is said that greed is the ultimate goal. After no longer having to worry about safety, Xu Fugui began to have new ideas.

Today, leaders at all levels in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill are basically retired military cadres. These people generally have a low cultural level. Although they have all received literacy training, they have only learned a few more words. Some people cannot even recognize all the words in the newspaper.

Xu Fugui looked down on these peasants from the bottom of his heart, but he had to bow his head when he was under someone else's roof. As a cultured man, he had to listen to these rough people yelling at him every day, which made Xu Fugui want to find ways to become an official.

Especially He Daqing, the stinky cook whom he had never taken seriously, got lucky and curried favor with the young leader. Now he has become the canteen director of the Security Department training base and an official state cadre.

This also made Xu Fugui feel particularly unwilling when he lamented the unfairness of fate.

This time, He Daqing took the initiative to resign from the position of manager of No. 95 Siheyuan, which gave Xu Fugui an opportunity. As long as he became the manager first and then slowly found opportunities to get close to Secretary Zhou of Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office, he believed that with his abilities, as long as he could catch Secretary Zhou's eye, he would definitely have a chance to be reused.

Now Xu Fugui has finally achieved his wish and become the manager of Courtyard No. 95. Today he was sorting out films in the steel rolling mill, planning to invite Director Wang from the neighborhood committee when the movie is shown in the courtyard, and then find a way to ask Director Wang to go out and invite the leaders of the Jiaodaokou Street Office to watch the movie together at Courtyard No. 95. Then he will have the hope of entering the sight of leaders such as Secretary Zhou.

After listening to his wife Li Guixiang's story, Xu Fugui couldn't help but frown. To be honest, with He Daqing living in Courtyard No. 95, there was no way he could become the real leader of the courtyard.

Xu Fugui put down the wine cup, picked up the cigarette on the Eight Immortals Table, lit it and took a deep puff. It is said that two kinds of people can sleep in the same bed. Of course, he could hear some clues from his wife's words. So he glanced at his son who was reading a comic book, and whispered: "Guixiang, do you mean to let those guys ask He Daqing for a job? I don't think it will work. Don't forget the fate of Yan Bugui. You must not bring trouble upon yourself."

Li Guixiang picked up the Erguotou bottle next to her and filled Xu Fugui's cup with wine. She smiled and whispered, "I'm not that stupid. Those guys in our courtyard are just a bunch of brainless idiots. They don't even use their brains to think about it. How many people out there are fighting for a job quota and can't find a way out even with the money in their hands. But look at those idiots in our courtyard. They obviously have a relationship like He Daqing, but they don't think about spending money to ask him to help buy a job, but they still dream of getting it for free. To be honest, Yi Zhonghai, this extinct family, has been advocating mutual help, respect for the elderly and love for the young, and unity and friendship among neighbors in the No. 95 courtyard for the past few years. It really confused those guys. Now they are showing their greed without any concealment."

Xu Fugui nodded in agreement. With his vision and experience, how could he not see the true face of those monsters in his courtyard? However, he would not meddle in other people's business unless it involved him. He glanced at his son Xu Damao and noticed that the boy was holding a picture book in his hand, but he was eavesdropping on their conversation. Xu Fugui didn't want his son to be exposed to those ugly things so early, so he said with a gloomy face: "Da Mao, go back to your room, wash up and go to bed."

Xu Damao nodded reluctantly, stood up reluctantly and walked into the inner room.

Xu Fugui flicked the ash off his cigarette and whispered, "Just now I heard you say that Fang Dahu told others that the temporary worker quota was given to him and the Jiang family by He Daqing, and He Daqing didn't take a penny. Do you think it's true?"

Li Guixiang curled her lips in disdain: "I heard that idiot Zhu from He Daqing's family show off in the courtyard. The canteen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill Security Department Training Base now serves two meat dishes and one vegetarian dish every day, and almost every day there are beef and two-grain steamed buns. You also know that working in the canteen, you don't have to pay for meals. Just based on this point, do you think a canteen temporary worker's quota is worth three or four hundred yuan?"