Yi Zhonghai is in an exceptionally good mood today.
Just before leaving get off work, he was praised by the workshop leader, who also reported his plan to give a public lecture to the factory leadership.
The factory leaders also attached great importance to this matter, and advocated that Yi Zhonghai take the lead and encourage the few senior workers of the factory to share their valuable skills and experience.
And on the spot, it was decided to reward Yi Zhonghai, who was the first to propose giving a sharing session.
It can be said that Yi Zhonghai's prestige in the workshop had reached its zenith at this time.
Before Yi Zhonghai even returned to the compound, his neighbor, who had just come home from get off work, had already brought back news of his situation.
The residents of the compound were immediately discussing it, after all, a sharing session by an eighth-level worker was very valuable to those who wanted to pass the assessment.
Hearing the residents' chatter, Xu Damao's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
In his view, once Yi Zhonghai regains power, he will definitely not have a good life in the future.
Since they'd already fallen out, Xu Damao figured he might as well give them another piece of the pie. So he secretly started plotting how to ruin the good image Yi Zhonghai had built up in the factory.
Yi Zhonghai entered the courtyard with light steps.
The front yard was much brighter and more spacious. The clutter that used to be piled up in front of each house was gone, as were the potting soil and miscellaneous fertilizers that had been piled up under Yan Bugui's window all year round.
Moreover, at a glance, all the weeds and fallen leaves in the corner had been cleared away.
This caused the smile on Yi Zhonghai's face to gradually disappear. In all the years he had led the Hongxing Courtyard, he had never kept the courtyard this clean. Now that he was gone and Liu Haizhong had taken over, and the courtyard was so well-maintained—wasn't this a slap in the face?
Yi Zhonghai looked around with a gloomy face. Jia Dongxu, who was standing next to him, noticed that his master was unhappy and immediately began to flatter him.
"I don't know what Liu Haizhong is thinking all day long. He's always doing these superficial projects. Why doesn't he use his energy to improve his skills? Or he could do something practical for the residents of the compound. Our compound isn't going to be nominated for a 'Beautiful Compound' award. His actions are making it inconvenient for everyone to do anything."
"Dongxu, don't say that. After all, everyone feels more comfortable coming and going when the yard is clean."
Upon hearing Jia Dongxu's words, Yi Zhonghai's expression softened, and he immediately retorted.
How could Jia Dongxu not understand the meaning behind Yi Zhonghai's words and guess what the other party wanted to express?
“Master, it’s clean now, but people live here, so this will definitely have an impact.”
Jia Dongxu continued to offer emotional support to Yi Zhonghai, pointing to the side, "Master, look over there. The Zhou family used to hang clotheslines over there, but now not only are the lines gone, but the pole is gone too. How are they supposed to hang their clothes now? Isn't this all for Liu Haizhong's selfish desires, ignoring everyone's actual living conditions?!"
"And another thing, I saw Old Li's cart was still there when I went to work this morning, but it's gone now. I guess he put it somewhere else. It would be so convenient to leave it by the door, but now we have to go all the way to get it when we need it. Isn't that ridiculous?!"
"Dongxu, now that you mention it, it really is true."
Yi Zhonghai nodded seriously, looking around the yard. "It's much cleaner now, but it's also missing a lot of things that everyone needs for daily life. Without these things, everyone will inevitably experience inconvenience!"
After saying this, Yi Zhonghai clicked his tongue and shook his head, looking every bit the patriot.
It's as if we're sighing over Liu Haizhong's approach to tidying up the compound.
The two walked towards the central court. In just a few steps, Jia Dongxu criticized the day's work of Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, Xu Damao, and others as worthless.
In short, he can find fault with everything.
Yi Zhonghai nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face.
If a stranger saw the two masters' posture, they might mistake them for staff from the neighborhood committee who were inspecting sanitation conditions.
When Jia Dongxu arrived at the Intermediate People's Court and looked in front of his own door, he was dumbfounded.
It doesn't matter that the pile of junk is gone, but the two rows of clothes racks propped up by wooden poles have also disappeared.
"Who did this? Where did our clothes rack go?"
Jia Dongxu hurriedly ran over to check.
It's really gone, completely gone, not dismantled and piled up in a corner or anything.
"Who the hell did this?!"
Hearing Jia Dongxu's shout, Qin Huairu lifted the curtain and came out. "Dongxu, what are you shouting at the door? The child is still doing his homework inside."
Then Qin Huairu greeted Yi Zhonghai with a smile.
"Where did our clothesline go? Did Liu Haizhong take it apart and throw it away? Damn it, I'm going to find him. What kind of person is he? Did he even ask for my permission before touching my things?"
Normally, Jia Dongxu wouldn't be this tough, but now that Yi Zhonghai is around, he has to be tough even if he doesn't want to. They're in the process of easing tensions, so even if it's just a performance for Yi Zhonghai, he has to put on a good show.
With that, Jia Dongxu, his face stern, was about to go to the backyard to find Liu Haizhong to fight.
"Dongxu, it hasn't been dismantled, the clothes rack hasn't been removed."
"Don't get excited when Dongxu comes back. We can talk things out slowly."
Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai spoke up at the same time to stop them.
Qin Huairu was afraid that Jia Dongxu would misunderstand and actually go to fight Liu Haizhong. After all, Liu Haizhong was now a powerful figure, and going against him would definitely not end well.
Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to step in and stop him; he couldn't just stand by and watch Jia Dongxu cause trouble for others without saying a word.
"Dongxu, what are you doing? The clothesline has been moved to the backyard. Guangtian and the others will move it back after the movie is over."
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