Qin Dong has helped Yan Jiefang find a job.

But there is another unemployed Yan Jiecheng in their family.

If Qin Dong really gave in to Liu Haizhong, then he could legitimately get a job for Yan Jiecheng as well.

In the backyard, Donald Qin looked at Liu Haizhong, who looked confident of victory, and smiled.

"Liu Haizhong, you've gained weight for nothing."

"What do you mean?" Liu Haizhong looked puzzled.

"It means that my brother Dong is not from the street office, so he can't solve the job problem."

He Yushui rolled her eyes. She really didn't know how Liu Haizhong, who was so stupid, could become the boss.

"Aren't you, Qin Dong, the workshop director? As long as you ask, we believe the street office won't refuse."

Liu Haizhong will follow Liu Guangqi in the future and let him take care of him in his old age. This is the eldest son's matter, and he must do it properly no matter what.

"Liu Haizhong, are you really trying to make me make a mistake?"

Donald Qin's eyes suddenly became sharp.

This idiot didn't even know how to get off the stairs and insisted on forcing his way up.

"You have a big face, and you asked me to give up so many jobs with just a few words. What's the matter? The steel mill is owned by your family, so you have the final say?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Liu Haizhong argued. "This is about uniting neighbors and helping comrades in need. How can that be considered a mistake?"

"Why not? Qin Dong isn't a staff member of the Subdistrict Office. If he interferes with the work assignment, he's making a mistake!"

Director Li and Hu Zhi walked in with stern faces.

Qin Dong is their godson. Liu Haizhong actually brought people to cause trouble. Don’t they have to support Qin Dong?