Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

The next day.

After Zhao Xiyan finished taking a shower, he saw Zhang Youyi standing in front of the table with her head down, and a middle-aged couple sat on the stool.

The two heard the noise, turned around, and happened to see Zhao Xiyan.

"Old Zhang, no wonder your daughter is so obsessed with him, Zhao Xiyan has a good appearance." Zhang's mother chuckled.

"Go to hell, is this the time to talk about this?" Zhang Benqing glared at her and waved to Zhao Xiyan, "Boy, come here..."

"Hey."

Zhao Xiyan walked in front of him obediently.

"Sit down."

Zhang Benqing pointed to the stool.

"Uncle, aunt..."

Zhao Xiyan called politely and then sat on the stool.

"Xiao Zhao, how many people are there in your family, and what unit are you working in now?" Zhang's mother smiled.

"Hmm."

Zhao Xiyan looked at Zhang Youyi in surprise.

Zhang Youyi blinked helplessly. She wanted to explain the situation to her parents, but Zhang Benqing and his wife didn't listen at all. Besides, no one in the courtyard would say that Zhao Xiyan was a cadre, right?

"What are you looking at her for? Do you want her to answer for you?" Zhang Benqing snorted.

"That's not the case."

Zhao Xiyan took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Zhonghua?

Zhang Benqing's mouth twitched a little.

The cigarette box was very new, most likely it was newly opened, and the cigarettes were not damp, most likely he really smoked it daily.

Who is this kid?

"Xiao Zhao..."

Zhang's mother shouted.

Zhao Xiyan, however, only said seriously after Zhang Benqing got angry, "Uncle and aunt, my unit is in the steel mill, and I was originally the head of the propaganda department..."

"Cadre?"

Zhang Benqing was stunned at first, and then he flew into a rage, "How old are you? You've become the head of the propaganda department of the steel mill? Can you be a section chief at your age?"

"Ahem...Deputy director."

Zhao Xiyan coughed twice.

"Deputy director? Then aren't you at the same level as my old Zhang?" Zhang's mother widened her eyes.

"That's not it."

Zhao Xiyan said helplessly, "I did some things and offended some people... Look, I was seconded to the Nanluoguxiang Street Office."

"You are such a fool."

Zhang Benqing scolded, "What level is the director of the street office? A section-level cadre is at most, and some street office directors are still deputy section-level. It's better to rest at home than to be seconded."

"Can I bargain with the organization?" Zhao Xiyan said faintly.

"You..."

Zhang Benqing was almost choked to death by this sentence.

"Old Zhang, please speak nicely. You have been working for most of your life and you are only a deputy director. How old is Xiao Zhao? Don't act like an elder."

After rolling his eyes at him, Zhang's mother smiled and said, "But... Xiao Zhao, your uncle is right. This secondment is not suitable for you. If you go back, it's hard to say whether you will have a position."

"I am now the deputy director of Nanluoguxiang Street Office, at the level of a section chief, and the deputy editor-in-chief of the Workers' Daily, at the level of a deputy director..." Zhao Xiyan smiled bitterly, "I came to the Street Office for secondment because Director Zhang and I are friends. When I first came to Sijiucheng, she also helped me a lot, so I agreed to let her be the deputy director."

"To be honest with you, uncle and aunt, even if I don't go to work, I won't starve to death relying on the salary of the Workers' Daily."

"Double salary?"

Zhang Benqing and Zhang's mother were stunned at the same time.

"What do you mean by double salary?"

Zhang Youyi said unconvincedly, "The Workers' Daily was originally founded by Zhao Xiyan... If he had not been let out, he would be the editor-in-chief and president now."

"It's none of your business, shut up." Zhang Benqing glared, "How old is he... Now he is the editor-in-chief of the Workers' Daily, and I don't know how many people are watching him, what do you know?"

"Humph."

Zhang Youyi smacked her lips and said nothing.

Indeed, she didn't understand the affairs of the officialdom.

After all, she was just a small clerk in the supply and marketing cooperative.

"I heard you were married once?" Zhang's mother looked at Zhao Xiyan and said, "Can you tell me what happened?"

"People in our courtyard wanted to persuade me to divorce my ex-wife, but they never found a chance... Later, I was given a holiday, so they went to inform my father-in-law that I was fired and asked my brother-in-law to take over."

Zhao Xiyan lit a cigarette and said calmly, "To be honest with you, I want to remarry my ex-wife."

"Hiss."

An Xin and others who had been eavesdropping took a breath of cold air.

Is this guy crazy? He said he wanted to remarry his ex-wife in front of his current girlfriend?

Qin Huairu was full of smiles. This little enemy has a conscience.

"Then why not remarry?"

Zhang Benqing's face eased a little.

"My ex-father-in-law's family is always targeting me. My brother-in-law has a job now.I want to be a regular employee and I want to repair the house... all these are money. "

Zhao Xiyan shook his head and said, "So my ex-wife and I have been delayed again and again. As for Youyi and I, it's just a coincidence."

"Director Zhao, to be honest, I have been spoiled by us since I was a child. Before liberation, your uncle was a cadre, but he has been unlucky in recent years, so he has been wasting his time. "

Zhang's mother said seriously, "You are a man with ideas. I believe you can handle the relationship with your ex-wife. I have only one request, that you can't let my Youyi suffer any grievances."

"I can guarantee this to you." Zhao Xiyan said seriously.

"As for the betrothal gift, I will return you double the amount you give..." Zhang's mother smiled and said, "There are only two of us, your uncle and I, and it doesn't cost much. If you have a child in the future, send it to me and I will take care of it for you."

"Why are we talking about this? ”

Zhang Benqing said unhappily, "I haven't agreed to it yet, even though we haven't finished talking yet."

"Well, you decide then." Zhang's mother said helplessly.

"Zhao Xiyan, we live in Xicheng, and Zhang Youyi's unit is also the supply and marketing cooperative there, you have to get her a job." Zhang Benqing said in a deep voice, "After all, she works too far away... This is not right."

"I can try this, the steel mill and the street office are both fine, or even the Workers' Daily is fine..." Zhao Xiyan looked at Zhang Youyi sideways, "Where do you want to go?"

"I want to go to the steel mill, but I don't want to go to the workshop." Zhang Youyi said in a delicate voice.

"What? You're still picky?" Zhang Benqing said with a stern face, "It doesn't matter where you work? How can you be so picky?"

"I don't want you to transfer me."

Zhang Youyi said dissatisfiedly, "How many people have you offended over the years, don't you know? You want to transfer me to a job... Our director doesn't even give you face. ”

“Zhang Youyi, how can you talk like that?” Zhang’s mother scolded, “You have grown strong wings now, you can fly, right? Believe it or not, I will beat you in front of your father…”

“No, I won’t talk, okay?”

Zhang Youyi immediately lowered her head.

Although her father was fierce, he never touched her since she was a child.

But her mother was different, she really dared to beat herself.