Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Chapter 212: The Purchasing Department 3 staff gathered in the office.

Liu Cheng shouted very loudly, which made the nearby workers look in their direction.

Seeing this, Liu Cheng pulled Liu Yuhua into the rest room and asked in a deep voice:

"Yuhua, tell Dad in detail, what exactly happened?"

Liu Yuhua nodded and quickly recounted the events of yesterday to Liu Cheng in detail.

After listening to Liu Yuhua's account, Liu Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, fine, fine, fine Yi Zhonghai, he even dares to bully my daughter."

With that, Liu Cheng stormed off toward the director's office.

"Dad, where are you going?" Liu Yuhua asked Liu Cheng quickly, pulling him along.

Liu Cheng said with a gloomy face, "I'm going to ask the director for leave. My daughter has been bullied like this. If I, as her father, do nothing, am I still your father? I'm going back to find your three brothers right now."

Liu Yuhua pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and then said, "Dad, Director Wang already punished all of us yesterday. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for you and my brother to go and cause trouble for them?"

"Don't worry, honey. Your dad isn't stupid. Don't worry, Dad won't cause you any trouble."

After saying that, Liu Cheng walked directly towards the director's office.

Seeing her father's furious expression, Liu Yuhua could only silently mourn for Yi Zhonghai and the others, hoping they could hold on.

......

Courtyard No. 95, Intermediate Courtyard, Wang Family.

"Brother Wang Feng, I made your favorite shredded pork noodles, come and eat!"

"Um."

At the dinner table, watching Wang Feng devour his shredded pork noodles, Qin Jingru asked:

"Brother Wang Feng, what are you planning to do with those two rooms in the backyard? We're fine living here now, but there's also the house in courtyard number 28. There are too many houses, we can't possibly live in them all."

After thinking for a moment, Wang Feng said, "Let's leave it there for now; we might need it someday."

"But wouldn't that mean we'd be paying rent for nothing?"

Wang Feng smiled and waved his hand: "Jingru, you need to think long-term. Think about it, housing in the city is so tight now. Many families of five are still crammed into a small room of just over ten square meters. Once we have children, we'll have a place to live, right? Besides, this is a house allocated to us by the government, so we don't have to worry about being investigated."

Qin Jingru nodded: "That's true, I feel it's a bit of a waste to just leave it empty like that."

"Alright, the house is still our house, and it will definitely be useful in the future. I'll talk to Li Huaide in the next few days and see if we can buy the house directly."

"Um?"

"Brother Wang Feng, didn't you say that we can't buy or sell houses now?" Qin Jingru asked curiously.

"Hehe, Jingru, that's just an ordinary person. No matter what era it is, whether you have connections or not, can things be done the same way? There are always exceptions. But I can't say for sure about this matter. If we can buy it, we will; if we can't, then we won't," Wang Feng said with a smile.

Qin Jingru nodded her head: "It would be best if we could buy it, then we wouldn't have to pay rent anymore. Four yuan a month is really a bit of a pain for me."

"Eat up, after you finish breakfast, feed the chicken and sweep the snow in front of the door. We'll go to the steel mill together later."

"Um."

After breakfast, Qin Jingru brewed a pot of tea for Wang Feng, then went to feed the chickens and shovel snow. After finishing these tasks, she washed the clothes. Seeing that it was almost time, she went to the steel mill with Wang Feng.

Upon arriving at the third canteen, Wang Feng found Liu Lan and said with a smile, "Sister Lan, Liu Yuhua and Yan Jiecheng's relationship is settled. They got their marriage certificate yesterday."

Liu Lan rolled her eyes: "You don't need to tell me that. I knew yesterday. Wang Feng, now that things are settled between them, shouldn't you give me the remaining payment?"

Seeing Liu Lan's greedy appearance, Wang Feng didn't look down on her, after all, her family was indeed poor. He took out ten yuan and smiled slightly.

"Sister Lan, this five yuan is for you. Please take the remaining five yuan to Matchmaker Li for me."

Liu Lan took the ten yuan and glared at Wang Feng: "Wang Feng, I don't even know what to say to you. You can't spend money like this. Alright, I'll take the money to Matchmaker Li after get off work. Let's go, let's go."

"Hehe, thank you, Sister Lan. I'll be going now."

Wang Feng didn't explain much to Liu Lan and left with a smile.

When he arrived at the Purchasing Section 3, he was surprised to find that the office was full of people from the Purchasing Section 3. Including him, the deputy section chief, all seven of them were there.

"Deputy Section Chief."

"Hello, Deputy Section Chief."

Zhang Dali chuckled and teased, "Wang Feng, you're something else! I heard your wife got a job at the factory, and she's the head chef there, earning 78.5 yuan a month."

"Yeah, Wang Feng, you've really struck it rich this time. You have to treat us, you absolutely have to treat us. Your salary is 87.5 yuan, and with your wife's salary, that's 166 yuan a month."

"You know, we used to all earn 38.5 yuan a month, but you suddenly became the deputy head of our third section. And now, you're even more amazing. Your wife's salary is more than double what we earn. It really is true that different people have different fates," Li Jianjun exclaimed.

Wang Feng took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, placed it on the desk, waved his hand, and smiled:

"Alright, stop complaining. So what if I'm a little more handsome than you, earn a little more money than you, and have a prettier wife than you? And her salary is a little higher than yours too. Apart from that, we're pretty much the same."

As he spoke, Wang Feng pointed to a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes on his desk: "Everyone should share this pack. If you don't finish it, no one is leaving today."

Upon hearing Wang Feng's words, the six of them all wore bitter expressions. "Listen to this," they thought, "is this even human language?"

Zhang Dali and Li Jianjun gave a wry smile. They should have known better than to say these things to Wang Feng. Now, not only were they being ridiculed, but they couldn't even refute it because what Wang Feng said was indeed true.

Li Jianjun picked up the cigarettes on the table, handed one to each person, and said fiercely, "Come on, everyone, have a smoke. These are our deputy section chief's cigarettes. Don't be shy, smoke them, smoke as much as you want."

Zhang Dali took the cigarette and suddenly said, "Wang Feng, this isn't right. I just told you to treat me to drinks, and you only gave me a pack of cigarettes. That's so stingy!"

"Hehe, alright, I'll treat you guys to a meal after I give birth to my son, is that alright?" Wang Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, you said it yourself."

"Okay, I said it. By the way, what's going on with you all today? Have you all finished your tasks for this month?" Wang Feng asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, everyone wore a bitter expression.

Zhang Dali said with a bitter face, "It's snowing every day now, and we can't even go out. How can we complete any tasks? Wu Ming and Liu Jun haven't completed their tasks for three consecutive months. The deadline is in a couple of days, and they'll be transferred to the workshop soon. We've come to the factory to discuss and see if there's any way to do it."

"And another thing, Wang Feng, have you noticed? It's almost Chinese New Year, and the city is full of refugees fleeing famine. Even if you go to the countryside now, you can't buy anything. I don't know if things will be better next year."

Li Jianjun also sighed, but he didn't ask Wang Feng to help Wu Ming and Liu Jun or anything. Wang Feng had already helped him and Zhang Dali before, which was already more than enough. They weren't ungrateful and would betray Wang Feng in the future. Besides, Wang Feng's relationship with the other people in the department wasn't that great either.

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng looked at Wu Ming and Liu Jun, only to see that they both looked like they didn't want to be transferred to the workshop. However, this was none of his business, and he wouldn't meddle. It was normal for someone who couldn't do something to go to the workshop.