Yan Bugui was in a bad mood; there were still two days until the paycheck was due.
He planned to save the cigarettes for tomorrow, but since Wang Dabao had asked, he felt embarrassed to pretend he didn't have any. In fact, he hadn't smoked for half a day either.
Seeing Wang Dabao smoking so happily, he couldn't resist asking the other person to leave him a cigarette butt.
"Da Bao, just one bite is fine, I just want to taste it."
Yan Bugui swallowed hard and tried to persuade him to stay again.
Wang Dabao slapped his forehead and looked at the cloth bag on the back seat of the car: "Hey Lao Yan, look at my brain, I bought cigarettes yesterday and put them in the bag but forgot about them. I'll get you a pack right now."
As he spoke, Wang Dabao reached into the bag and pulled out a box of Daqianmen cigarettes.
Yan Bugui was a little dumbfounded. What did Da Bao just say? Give him a box?
Did he say something wrong, or did I mishear him?!
Not just one, but a whole box?
As Wang Dabao shoved the cigarette into his hand, Yan Bugui remained completely bewildered. His cigarettes cost only 12 cents a pack, six cents a stick. Now Wang Dabao had taken one of his cigarettes and was giving him back a whole pack of Daqianmen cigarettes?!
As expected, officials are meticulous in their work. Besides, Da Bao is no ordinary official; he's a powerful figure.
"I can't accept this, Da Bao. I can't take so many cigarettes from you. Although these cigarettes aren't much money to you, if I take them, it would mean that I, Lao Yan, am not fair in my dealings. How about this, I'll just open one and smoke one."
As he spoke, Yan Bugui deftly opened the package, took out a stick, lit it, took a satisfying sip, and then handed the rest back.
Wang Dabao reached out and pushed it back, and as he did so, he could clearly feel Yan Bugui's hand automatically retracting.
"Old Yan, look at your temper. Let me finish speaking."
Wang Dabao chuckled, "I'm going to be busy with my wedding next week, so I'm not letting you take these cigarettes for nothing. I'll be counting on you for the 'double happiness' characters and couplets. Make sure you write them beautifully."
When Yan Bugui heard that Wang Dabao wanted to handle the wedding arrangements, he was overjoyed. He then said directly, "Dabao, you're being too polite. Even if you don't give me a cigarette, I'll still write it for you. Our friendship is evident. If I don't write it for you, do you believe that Jie Kuang will sever his father-son relationship with me?"
"I believe that. There is still a bond between Jie Kuang and me."
Wang Dabao threw his cigarette on the ground and stomped it out. "There's something else. Bring Jie Kuang to my place for dinner tonight. I don't care if there's enough meat, but I'll make sure you're satisfied. And when my brother gets married, you'll have to do your part."
Yan Bugui almost shook his glasses off: "Don't worry, Da Bao, I will take this matter more seriously than my own wedding. Just watch me, I guarantee there won't be any problems."
As Yan Bugui was making his assurances, Yi Zhonghai walked through the hallway.
Upon seeing Wang Dabao and Yan Bugui, they immediately put on a smiling face.
He had to put on a smiling face, and after Wang Dabao's advice, he immediately took on the job of the steward's assistant.
Even though it's just a errand-running job, it's a good thing that it allows me to interact with everyone legitimately.
He also got Liu Haizhong on his side; after two rounds of persistent drinking, he won him over.
In Yi Zhonghai's mind, Liu Haizhong was a good-for-nothing who couldn't be helped. As long as he wanted to take him down, it would be difficult, but not very difficult.
He gave Wang Dabao quite a few gifts for this, including two bottles of Moutai.
"Brother Da Bao, Lao Yan, what are you guys talking about? It sounds so lively."
From a distance, Yi Zhonghai reached out and greeted them warmly.
Yan Bugui rolled his eyes at him and said irritably, "Old Yi, why don't you take a nap at this hour? You're just wandering around the yard all day long, it's getting annoying for everyone!"
Yan Bugui's words revealed his undisguised disdain for Yi Zhonghai.
However, Yi Zhonghai didn't care. He had been too concerned about saving face before, but he had already reflected on it and decided that in order to rise to power, he didn't care about saving face.
In this compound, saving face is useless; strength is the only way to make others listen to you. He is now successful in both the factory and the compound.
Yan Bugui had already said all that, but Yi Zhonghai showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.
"Hey, Lao Yan, what you're saying isn't right. As your manager's assistant, isn't it my duty to run errands? It's also my duty to report any big or small matters to you three in a timely manner."
Wang Dabao was quite impressed with Yi Zhonghai. He used to be such a proud man, how could he have fallen so low?
It's all the fault of power!
"Brother Da Bao, ever since your security department proposed the division of labor in the management of the compounds, the division of labor among the many compounds in our area is now clear, and everyone is doing their job. It's much better than before."
This wasn't Yi Zhonghai flattering anyone. Ever since Wang Dabao compiled this matter into written materials and handed them over to the security office staff for processing, it has become much more systematic.
After it was implemented in the compound, the results were remarkable.
Wang Dabao originally wanted to implement 6S management for them, but then he thought it would be too difficult for them, so he gave up in the end.
Yan Bugui immediately flattered Yi Zhonghai as soon as he arrived, and chimed in, "I must say, Da Bao, you are definitely a talent for management. Once this division of labor and management is implemented, it feels like the solutions to all the messy things in the hospital are much clearer. Moreover, one person makes the decisions and ultimately raises their hand to agree on the solution. I have to say, this move is really brilliant."
"Hey, chatting here."
Liu Haizhong, his belly protruding, walked this way, but his pace quickened noticeably when he saw Wang Dabao. "Brother Dabao, I was just thinking of discussing the courtyard matters with you again."
Wang Dabao waved his hand with a smile: "Old Liu, please don't. You can make your own decisions about things in this courtyard. I'm not the boss, so I wouldn't dare to give you advice."
"No way, Da Bao, if you want to do it, I'll even give up my old man's position."
Liu Haizhong's face was full of obsequiousness. He had heard that Wang Dabao had killed someone again during his business trip.
Don't be fooled by this guy's cheerful demeanor; he's ruthless when it comes to killing, and the claim of a hundred-man kill is definitely true.
Being in the same department as him is a natural advantage, so I must cultivate a good relationship with him, by any means necessary.
Liu Haizhong's enthusiasm left Yan Bugui and Yi Zhonghai bewildered. No, everyone knew Wang Dabao was the section chief, but wasn't this fawning a bit too obvious?
"Brother Da Bao, your wife didn't come back with you, right? Don't be busy by yourself tonight, come to my place for dinner, I have some wine too."
Wang Dabao waved his hand: "We really have to drink this wine, but not at your house. You're all coming to my place today. I'll treat you to a meal tonight. I'm getting married next week."
"Oh, Brother Da Bao, I've been waiting for your wedding! I'm so excited to drink your wedding wine."
Liu Haizhong slapped his thigh hard, "I'll call your sister-in-law later, and the two of us will help you. We need to have a good discussion about the wedding tonight, and try to make it a perfect success so that no one can find fault with it."
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