Siheyuan: The Final Winner

The definition of scarce ingredients, according to the situation, often changes.

For example, in the past, when life was not too difficult, the supply of various materials was not too tight, and meat was also available.

Jiang Ping'an and the others are responsible for getting some difficult things like bear paws and forest frogs.

It's been different in the past one or two years. It's good to get some unplanned bacon, ham and hen.

Jiang Ping'an's procurement team has a special small office next to Director Chen's office.

Director Chen is also the immediate superior leader of their group.

The office was empty.

Needless to say, the other two must have gone outside to show their skills.

Every buyer has his own way of getting things that are not planned.

There is also a tacit understanding between leaders and colleagues not to ask, which is a very taboo thing.

Jiang Ping'an entered the office, turned around and came out again, then walked to the next door, opened the door and went in.

"Director, it's too cold in our office, we need a stove, otherwise the days will be too difficult!"

Director Chen, who was sitting behind the desk, raised his head and laughed angrily.

He smiled and said, "Do you want to give you another daughter-in-law? Responsible for serving tea and water?"

"That's the best way, the director just understands me." Jiang Pingan said with a smile, walked to the desk and sat down.

Jiang Pingan picked up the Huazi that was on the table, took one and handed it over, and took one himself.

The remaining cigarettes and matches were all in his pockets.

Director Chen was about to scold him a few words, but when he saw that the cigarettes and matches were gone, he gasped in distress.

"You boy, go to the countryside quickly, once you come back, my smoke will be harmed by you once!"

Jiang Ping'an laughed.

After exhaling the smoke, he discussed: "Director, what I just said is true."

"It's really cold in the office, give us a stove!"

Director Chen took a puff of cigarette, thought for a while, and said:

"If you can get two more hares next time, I will match them for you!"

Jiang Pingan nodded and replied, "Then it's a deal!"

Director Chen said: "It's a deal! By the way, Lao Jiang will celebrate his father's birthday at noon tomorrow, do you want to go?"

Jiang Pingan drinks a lot, and every time he goes out for a drink, Director Chen likes to take him with him.

Jiang Pingan didn't even think about it, so he replied: "Go, why don't you go, I happen to have something to do with him!"

"What's the matter?" Director Chen asked curiously.

Jiang Ping'an said: "It's just a sister from the same village in my hometown. A man died not long ago."

"Now she is working as a welder for a man. The job is dirty and tiring, and she has to learn slowly."

"She is a woman with four children, and life is hard."

"So I begged to come here, and I want to change to a lighter job so that I can have energy to take care of the children."

Director Chen asked suspiciously, "How do you find Old Jiang?"

"Which unit does your sister from the same village belong to? Wouldn't it be easier to transfer to our factory?"

Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "It's from the Machine Repair Factory, a subsidiary of our factory."

"My sister has studied tailoring for many years, so it would be better to transfer to Lao Jiang's garment factory!"

"As soon as I go to work, I can quickly adapt, and I don't have to learn from scratch."

Director Chen nodded and said, "That's true. If you have tailoring skills, it's more suitable to go to a garment factory."

"Is that so? I was planning to go find Old Jiang privately," Jiang Ping'an said.

"Since he has a treat tomorrow, I'll tell him about it by the way."

This matter must be done well in advance, and the transfer work cannot be completed in a short while.

If Lao Jiang didn't have a chance, Jiang Ping'an could find another unit, so that he could be orderly.

"Okay, I'll help to mention it when the time comes, it's easy to handle." Director Chen nodded and smiled.

After a pause, he added: "You are only responsible for drinking him under the table."

Jiang Pingan smoked another cigarette and handed it over, smiling:

"Then I will thank the director first. After the matter is completed, I will send an old hen to make up for my sister-in-law!"

"Fuck off, I'll make it up if you want it, your sister-in-law doesn't need it!" Director Chen took the cigarette and scolded with a smile.

...

Come out of Director Chen's office.

At a glance, Jiang Ping saw Xu Damao coming out of a room at the end of the corridor.

"Xu Damao, bring two cups of hot water!" Jiang Ping'an yelled.

Xu Damao glared at him, and was about to refuse, when Jiang Pingan took out Huazi and waved it.

Xu Damao immediately turned angry into joy, and replied loudly: "Wait, come right away!"

Jiang Ping'an chuckled and returned to the office.

I found a cloth and wiped the dust off my desk and chair.

Soon, Xu Damao opened the door and came in.

"You can do it, boy, this is Huazi!" Xu Damao said with a smile while holding two cups of hot tea.

Jiang Pingan threw the cloth aside, sat down, took out a cigarette, threw one to Xu Damao, and said with a smile:

"I just got it from our director, and it's not hot yet!"

Xu Damao took the cigarette, took out a match and lit it for Jiang Pingan first, and then lit it himself.

After taking a deep breath and exhaling the smoke, Xu Damao gave a thumbs up, with envy on his face, and praised:

"My buddy, if I don't admire you, I only admire you for having a good relationship with the leaders and being able to play together!"

To say that he did not fawn on the leader less, and often accompanied the leader to drink.

But no matter how he flattered him, even if he vomited blood in his stomach after drinking, the leader didn't think about him.

This made Xu Damao puzzled and at the same time very frustrated.

Jiang Pingan waved his hand and said modestly, "Da Mao, you are too serious. I am not at the same level as you."

"You eat and drink with the factory manager and deputy factory manager on weekdays. You are much better than me!"

"On weekdays, I spend most of my time with leaders at the section chief and director levels. I really can't compare to you."

Xu Damao was proud for a few seconds at first, then he said in doubt:

"Then why do you always get good things in the factory, but I don't?"

"It's like the radio ticket you just got. I asked Deputy Director Li before, but he just refused to give it to me."

Jiang Pingan puffed out a cigarette, waved his hand and said, "I don't understand this, the leader naturally has his own considerations."

"Fucking consideration!" Xu Damao complained.

"I think they have blind eyes, and they can't always see my good side."

Jiang Pingan smiled, did not answer, took the teacup, blew on it, and took a sip.

"Spit! What kind of broken tea are you brewing? Why is it all broken?" Jiang Pingan vomited a few times and cursed.

Xu Damao said angrily: "Don't you know what's good or bad, kid, this is high broken.

"For ordinary people, I'm still reluctant to make it for him to drink!"

Jiang Pingan threw the cup on the table, frowned and said:

"I don't care, just make me a new cup, good tea, not bad ones!"

"You are really hard to take care of, where can I find good tea for you?" Xu Damao asked with black lines.

Jiang Pingan glared at him, got up and said, "Wait a minute, I'll look for it right away!"

With that said, he went out.

A few minutes later, Jiang Pingan came in with a box of tea and asked Xu Damao:

"Authentic Xinyang Maojian, is it that hard to find?"

Xu Damao was dumbfounded, and asked in surprise, "Where did you get it?"