stjorthotic Chapter 280
Chapter 280
Chapter 280
When Director Zhang heard this, he immediately scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, I haven't done any work, so I invite you to help me first."
Du Fei smiled and pushed the bicycle.
Although the big bag was quite heavy for Director Zhang, it was nothing in Du Fei's hands.
Du Fei was pushing the cart forward while chatting with Director Zhang.
It turned out that Director Zhang went to visit an old sister in the morning, and went by himself by bus without calling the driver of the trolley class.
Who knew that when I came back, the bus broke down halfway!
She didn't know when she would arrive next time, and seeing that she was not too far from home, she simply wanted to walk back.
The last time I chatted with Director Zhang, Du Fei learned that he also followed the Long March team from Sichuan to northern Shaanxi.
I guess I still didn't admit defeat in my heart, but I didn't expect that time had passed, and after only two stops, I couldn't walk anymore.
In this way, Director Zhang still refused to admit it, and insisted on emphasizing it there, because the burden caused trouble, and it always hit her thigh.
Du Fei didn't tense up either, he just laughed beside him, and Director Zhang stared angrily.
Du Fei didn't care either.
Dealing with this kind of half-grown old lady is the most taboo to be cautious and responsive.
Not only will it not be beneficial, it will be counterproductive.
Instead, it's better to show your true temperament and be more decent when dealing with people.
Of course, it doesn't mean that you can gain the other party's favor by showing your true temperament.
But at least in this way, I can relax a bit, and don't need to be thankless and obsequious.
Anyway, Director Zhang seems to be quite fond of this set.
Seeing Du Fei relaxed in front of her and not being cautious when speaking, he couldn't help but think of her children.
Since the sons and daughters have grown up and each has a job, it is true that there is less gathering and more separation.
Even if it's Chinese New Year, I only come back on New Year's Eve to order a Mao.
Thinking of this, Director Zhang couldn't help sighing.
Du Fei was a little baffled, and thought to himself: "Why are you so good, you just sighed?"
Because he didn't know what was going on, he didn't rush to intervene.
Let Director Zhang be depressed.
Originally, the two chatted quite lively, but soon fell silent.
Du Fei could only sigh: A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, the ancients never deceived me!
Fortunately, it didn't take long before we arrived at the gate of the office compound where Director Zhang lived.
When you get here, you can find anyone to help you carry things back, and you don't need Du Fei anymore.
Originally Director Zhang wanted to ask Du Fei to come in and sit down, but Du Fei politely declined, waved his hand, turned around and left.
This surprised Director Zhang somewhat.
There are quite a few people who usually try their best to enter their house.
She didn't expect Du Fei to leave as soon as he said it, which surprised her a little.
But after thinking about it, since Minister Chu's house can produce so many good cigarettes and wine, there should be no need to curry favor with her.
Director Zhang looked at the back of Du Fei pushing the car, smiled and turned and walked into the compound.
This time, there were no surprises.
Du Fei walked a little forward and saw a not-so-wide side road to enter.
Following the side road, I found an empty alley, and finally took the opportunity to put away my things.
Du Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, got on his bicycle, and started to drive back.
It was not yet two o'clock.
Section Chief Qian's side, back to his wife's natal home, no need to go.
It was still early, and I just took the time to walk around Wang Xiang's side.
This old gentleman is very knowledgeable and the best at playing. He boils eagle dogs, crickets and pigeons...it should be fun to get along with.
Du Fei planned years ago to go to Wang Xiang's house to pay New Year's greetings.
Inquire clearly with Xiao Wang from the unit in advance about Mr. Wang's home address.
I live in Fangjiayuan in Dongcheng.
Du Fei rode his bicycle along Fuxing Road, now Fuxingmen, to Chang'an Street, and then Tiananmen Square, almost across the capital!
Until Jianguomen is approaching, turn to the north.
Follow Chaoyangmen Street to Fangjiayuan Hutong.
This is Du Fei, another person, in the winter, riding so far in one breath, must be covered in sweat, and the top of his head is steaming.
But Du Fei also turned his head back here.
Although I know the specific address, but when entering the alleys, some have house numbers and some do not, which is a bit troublesome.
Du Fei had no choice but to activate the mode of "Master, please excuse me..."
Fortunately, the small courtyard where Mr. Wang lives is not difficult to find. After asking two elders and one elder sister, he finally reached the boundary.
This yard is not small, with four entrances in front and back, but it is a bit messy inside.
Du Fei pushed the car and walked in, but was stopped when he entered the gate.
A man with a fleshy face came out from the next room, rolled his eyelids to look at Du Fei, and said with a big mouth: "Who are you?"
Du Fei took a look, this guy is not a serious person.
Tattoos are not popular at this time, otherwise it must be the kind that draws dragons and phoenixes on the body.
However, Du Fei didn't care about this obstacle, and said with a smile: "Men, I'll find Mr. Wang Xiangwang and wish him a new year."
Mr. Wang seems to have some prestige.
When the man heard that he was looking for Mr. Wang, his complexion changed immediately, he scratched his head, and said with a chuckle, "You are looking for Mr. Wang! I was sorry just now! The street has been uneven these two days. I saw you strangely, and said Chong, offended."
Du Fei smiled and said it was all right, but he noticed that the man tucked into the sleeve of his cotton jacket moved his left hand.
If you guessed right, in his hand just now, he must be holding a dagger or something.
Du Fei remained calm on the surface, but secretly became vigilant.
Pushing the cart and walking in, he asked, "Which house does Mr. Wang live in?"
Du Fei deliberately showed his back to the other party to see what he was going to do.
The man stood still, and replied: "The east wing of the middle courtyard."
Du Fei waved his hand and said, "Thank you~"
The man said: "You are welcome, but Mr. Wang seems to have gone out just now, you go in and have a look."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and went back to the room without showing any hostility towards Du Fei.
The opponent didn't move, and Du Fei didn't make any troubles.
In fact, the guy's reaction just now wasn't too extreme.
At this time, the law and order in the capital is not good.
On the courtyard side where Du Fei lived, because most of them were employees of the rolling mill, the staff was relatively fixed, and there were very few outsiders, so the public security was relatively good.
In comparison, on the side of Fangjiayuan Hutong, there is no large-scale factory like a rolling mill, and the people living there are much more complicated.
There are both literati and refined scholars like Mr. Wang, as well as the aggressive and ruthless ones like just now. It is not unusual to meet anyone.
Moreover, there must be such a person in the courtyard.
Not only here, but every courtyard has them, just like silly pillars.
If there is any conflict in the courtyard, the uncle will help to adjust it. If an outsider bullies it, someone has to take the lead in front of it.
Du Fei went through the second gate.
The courtyard is not well preserved, only half of the door leaf of the hanging flower door is left, so that the outer half of the door panel does not know where to go.
The tiles on the roof of the surrounding Chaoshou veranda are also missing a lot, and they should have been lifted up and filled in on their own roof.
(End of this chapter)