Yan Bugui shouted coldly: "You are greedy for money, what does it have to do with me? You won't discuss the price with the seller in advance, are you afraid that he will check it?"

He had already heard about what had just happened, but he did not expect that Li Yonggen had another plan, otherwise he would not have allowed Yan Jiefang to be so greedy without any precautions.

Yan Jiefang couldn't help but be stunned: "Who knew he would find someone to investigate? It was you who came up with the idea to make me lose face. Since there is no job, you must give me the money today!"

Now, he just wants to settle the matter as soon as possible to avoid being caught.

Yanbu Gui hated that iron could not become steel: "That only means you are stupid. Do you think I am a fool? I give you dozens of dollars a day to be greedy. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

He paused: "You are stupid, and you still want your family to pay compensation. Don't even think about it."

Yan Bugui is good at planning. He not only likes to scheme against others, but also likes to scheme against his own family.

In short, you can collect money, but there is no need to talk about taking money.

The third aunt couldn't help but interject: "The person named Li is not short of money, why must Jiefang pay him ten yuan and fifty cents?"

How can a person who can get 150 yuan a day to collect things care about ten yuan?

At this time, Yan Jiefang saw Yan Jiecheng returning home: "Brother, please lend me a few dollars first, and I will pay you back after a while!"

He knew that Yan Bugui would most likely refuse to take the money, so he could only find a way to borrow money to compensate.

Yan Jiefang's account was overcharged by ten yuan and fifty cents. When he came back, he was in a happy mood, so he spent one yuan and fifty cents to improve his life.

At this moment, he still had nine yuan in his hand, plus six or seven yuan in savings, which was still five yuan short.

Yan Jiecheng said with a dark face: "What the hell! In order to help you, I was scolded and embarrassed. Are you crazy about money? You dare to take anyone's money casually!"

He was holding back his anger, but Yan Jiefang came to borrow money. Could Yan Jiecheng not blow up on the spot?

Yan Jiefang was speechless and said hoarsely: "Just for a few dollars, are you going to watch me being arrested? Or are we no longer a family?"

Although he felt very bitter, he had no face to say it.

The third aunt couldn't stand it anymore and advised Yan Bugui: "Forget it, it's just a few dollars, just pay it!"

She couldn't watch Yan Jiefang being arrested. Who asked him to be caught greedy for money!

Yan Bugui had no choice but to lend Yan Jiefang five yuan to compensate Li Yonggen.

They all know very well what kind of person Li Yonggen is, and they will never be polite to you if they want to arrest someone.

The fact that the steel rolling mill had arrested three workshop directors in succession had long been known to everyone in their courtyard.

Just as Yan Bugui was about to take the money, he saw a ghost in his bangs enter the house: "Wait a minute!"

Liu Haizhong looked around and lowered his voice: "Lao Yan, I just saw someone giving a gift to Li Yonggen! Guess what he gave?"

Seeing that Yan Bugui's family was worried, he did not continue to talk about it, and then said: "The radio costs more than one hundred yuan. I just saw it with my own eyes. No wonder he is so rich."

Liu Haizhong secretly monitors Li Yonggen whenever he has time.

It just so happened that today Zhang Defa came to Li Yonggen in hiding.

Liu Haizhong felt suspicious, and when he took a closer look, he discovered that Zhang De had sent a radio to Li Yonggen. Isn't this the evidence the workshop director wanted?

He was worried that Li Yonggen would take the radio away, so he wanted to get the Yanbu family to deal with Li Yonggen together.

Yan Jiefang suddenly realized: "No wonder he is so rich and generous. It turns out he received money from others."

Suddenly, he thought of something: "Then what compensation should we pay? It would be good if we don't go to the police station to report him."

Yan Bugui looked at Liu Haizhong: "Old Liu, come here and tell us this, what do you mean?"

He knew Liu Haizhong would not say this for no reason, he must have his own purpose.

Liu Haizhong said without thinking: "As the elder of the courtyard, if there is corruption in our courtyard, we must spare no effort to crack down on it."

That sounds like a fair statement, but in fact, don’t you want to overthrow Li Yonggen and achieve meritorious service and realize his dream of becoming an official and a leader?

Yan Jiecheng couldn't help but said: "There is no evidence for this kind of thing, so you can't just go out and talk nonsense."

He also thought about asking Li Yonggen to help him become a regular employee. If Li Yonggen was reported and lost his position, who would help Yan Jiecheng become a regular employee? Maybe he would lose his job in the canteen kitchen.

The third aunt echoed: "Old Liu, you should also know the background of the man named Li. It's okay to sue him, but if you can't sue him, you will be in trouble!"

Everyone in this courtyard knew that Li Yonggen should not be messed with because he had a deep background, so they went to sue him, and they might get involved.

Liu Haizhong saw that Yan Jiecheng and the three aunts were unwilling to report Li Yonggen, and Yan Bugui was also hesitant and couldn't help but become anxious: "Don't worry, it's not that I want to punish Li Yonggen, but our factory director wants to deal with him."

As he said that, he looked at Yan Jiecheng: "Jie Cheng should know that the person named Li arrested three workshop directors a few days ago. They are all employees of Factory Director Yang. If Director Yang hadn't spoken out, how could I have dealt with the person named Li?

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After a slight pause, Liu Haizhong said again: "Jie Cheng, as long as you help Factory Director Yang, are you afraid that you won't be able to get a regular job? Maybe you can become a leader."

He only wanted to be an official and thought that others wanted to be leaders just like him.

Yan Jiecheng fell into silence when he heard this.

Although he is now a temporary worker in the kitchen of the steel rolling mill, he is more prestigious than the chef. He can bring a lunch box home every day. Many regular employees in the factory are envious of him.
Chapter completed!