The matter at No. 88 Courtyard took two whole days to resolve, and it wasn't completely settled until the afternoon of the second day.
Wang Dabao had just returned to the lounge and brewed a pot of tea when Feng Biao arrived, and Yi Zhonghai requested an audience!
Yi Zhonghai didn't come empty-handed; he brought a packet of good tea. However, this good tea wasn't very good for Wang Dabao, and he wouldn't accept it at the factory anyway.
"Old Yi, you should take this back. We're colleagues at the factory, but this isn't allowed. If someone sees this, what will they think of me?"
Wang Dabao's words made Yi Zhonghai blush deeply, and he realized that he had been too hasty.
"Oh, Section Chief Wang, I didn't think this through. I just wanted to talk to you. It would be embarrassing to come empty-handed. Besides, you're not going back to the hospital, so I came here to see you for a while."
Yi Zhonghai chuckled. Wang Dabao wouldn't let him sit, so he stood up. "I'll take this back first. I'll go over when you get back to the hospital."
Wang Dabao smiled and said, "No matter what, Lao Yi, you've gone to a lot of trouble. Forget about the tea; I don't need any of that stuff. Keep it for yourself."
Yi Zhonghai felt like he understood. Wang Dabao was hinting at him; if he didn't want tea, then it must be cigarettes and alcohol.
"Old Yi, look at you, come and sit down. Why are you standing here? This isn't some place where you can't sit."
As he spoke, Wang Dabao poured Yi Zhonghai a cup of tea and pushed it in front of him.
Yi Zhonghai took a sip and his mouth immediately felt refreshed. He realized that his tea was really not presentable. This tea was real tea, while his was just rubbish.
"Section Chief Wang, I've heard about what happened at No. 88 Courtyard. Your methods are truly brilliant. You suppressed it with swift and decisive measures and resolved it quickly. I, Lao Yi, am truly impressed."
"These were all handled by the people below; I was just giving them some pointers."
Wang Dabao glanced at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Old Yi, just say what you need me for. We're old brothers, no need to beat around the bush."
Yi Zhonghai stammered, "Actually, it's nothing much. I just want to find a job in the hospital. Da Bao, could you point me in the right direction?"
A clear path?
Good heavens, are you trying to buy an official position? You're trying to buy one with just a packet of tea?
Oh, wait, Wang Dabao remembered, Yi Zhonghai had given him cigarettes and alcohol last time.
"Old Yi, you think too highly of your brother. Isn't everything in this courtyard under Liu Haizhong's jurisdiction? My word doesn't count."
Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai was immediately a little dejected: "Section Chief Wang, don't worry, I will definitely serve the residents of the compound well and live up to your expectations."
Wang Dabao invited Yi Zhonghai to have tea, saying, "If you had said that earlier, it would have been much better."
“Old Yi, how about this, you take this tea to Old Liu and the others, you should get on good terms with him and get him to find you something to do, it’s definitely better than asking me.”
Yi Zhonghai was almost in tears. Why was he being asked to come to Liu Haizhong again? It was already a favor that Liu Haizhong didn't assign him to sweep the courtyard.
"How about this? I'll talk to Old Liu when I have time. The old men in the courtyard need to have a clear division of labor. We can't all rush in and do everything at once. If you want to do this and I want to do that, then it'll be chaos!"
Wang Dabao downed his tea in one gulp. "Big and small matters need to be clearly assigned to specific people. Just like our factory's deputy directors, there are those who handle technology, those who manage production, and those who oversee logistics. The division of labor is clear, right?!"
"With just this one division, you'll have a job."
Yi Zhonghai was a little excited. He asked Wang Dabao when he would be returning to the compound and then left.
But once he left the security office, Yi Zhonghai realized something was amiss. His target was an old man, and if he took away the old man's power, wouldn't that diminish his authority?
But we can't worry about that for now; getting to the top is the priority.
...... ......
Two months passed in the blink of an eye. Xiao Su's belly was slightly protruding, and Wang Dabao spent even less time in the compound. During this period, it was considered good if he went back once a week.
His wedding with Xiao Su is just around the corner. Although Wang Dabao doesn't plan to have a big celebration, the courtyard still needs some tidying up.
This area is for receiving relatives from the hometown and residents of the compound who will be attending the wedding, as well as team members who can come from the department. The remaining factory leaders will be arranged separately.
Not many people can come from his hometown, and it's inconvenient to travel back and forth. After the wedding, he will take Xiao Su back to his hometown and treat everyone to a meal there.
Shortly after noon on Sunday, Wang Dabao took some things home to his affiliated compound.
He was planning to invite a few people from the courtyard for a drink, since he was counting on them to handle things for him. Although he could give them a single order, it had to be done properly.
The cloth bag was bulging, and outsiders wouldn't know what it contained. Anyway, it was just a convenient way to get home, and they would take it from the storage space.
Before even entering, they bumped into Yan Bugui, who was walking out.
Isn't that a coincidence? You, Yan Bugui, live right outside the door.
"Oh my god, Da Bao, you're finally back! Something's been really strange happening in our hospital lately."
Yan Bugui stood next to Wang Dabao with a tense and serious expression, as if giving a report, "Ever since Xu Damao stepped down and Lao Zhou came up, there has indeed been less work in our courtyard. Also, the implementation of the division of labor management has really made everyone take responsibility. However, Yi Zhonghai has been stirring up trouble lately, and I'm a little worried."
"Oh? Yi Zhonghai is just an assistant to the three managers. To put it bluntly, he just runs errands for you guys. What's he doing here? How could he possibly steal the limelight from you three managers?" Wang Dabao thought to himself, amused.
"No, it's just that I feel a bit overshadowed by Lao Zhou!"
Yan Bugui couldn't help but sigh. In the end, Yi Zhonghai was more capable, but this matter couldn't be said openly. "Also, Yi Zhonghai has been getting very close to Lao Liu lately. The two of them are getting very intimate. I'm worried that if this continues, it won't be good for the compound. What if Lao Yi climbs back up? Wouldn't we be back to where we were before?"
“The residents of the compound will have to go back to being oppressed. Old Yi is not a trustworthy person. Don’t be fooled by his current cheerful demeanor. Who knows if he will be the same as before once he climbs up?”
"Old Yan, you're overthinking it. Do you think Liu Haizhong would let him come up?" Wang Dabao patted Yan Bugui on the shoulder to comfort him. "Hey, take out your cigarettes and have a smoke. I forgot to bring any."
Yan Bugui quickly took out his cigarettes, fiddled with the cigarette box for a while, and finally pulled out one.
"Well... Da Bao, you can have it. I'll just watch." Yan Bugui said listlessly, offering the cigarette forward.
Wang Dabao took it and lit it: "Okay, Lao Yan, you can have your fill first. I haven't smoked in ages."
Exhaling a large puff of smoke, Wang Dabao showed an expression of enjoyment on his face. Yan Bugui, standing next to him, smacked his lips twice, almost licking them, clearly drooling with envy.
"Da Bao, how about you leave a cigarette butt for your old brother? I'll just take a couple of puffs."
Yan Bugui couldn't resist any longer. He had originally planned to smoke this cigarette in the bathroom tomorrow morning, but now that Wang Dabao had smoked it, he planned to wait two days before buying another one and try to find someone to smoke it for him tomorrow.
"That won't do, Lao Yan. I've already smoked these cigarettes, I can't give them to you again, I'll just smoke them all..."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
