Siheyuan: You bullied me for five years, and you still want to end well?
11 Foolish fools were destined to be shot! Serves him right!

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He couldn't be careless about his daughter's marriage.

"Some of the things written on it have already been implemented. Tomorrow, let the driver bring Xu Damao for a physical examination, just in case.”

Lou Zhenhua frowned slightly.

Before returning home.

He had also checked some of the emails.

It was indeed as the email said.

Therefore, there was an 80% chance that this anonymous email would be trusted.

"Alright, I'll listen to you. If that's the case, your daughter will never marry such a person.”

Lou Tanshi nodded.

Infertility. If Lou Xiao'e were to marry him, wouldn't she be harming her daughter for the rest of her life?

Red Star Rolling Mill cafeteria.

Everyone was waiting in line for their meal.

Qin Huairu carried the lunchbox from afar and placed it in the middle.

"Qin Huairu, why did you cut the queue?”

The worker behind him said unhappily.

"I didn't cut the queue. Brother Wang is holding it for me.”

Qin Huairu said righteously.

Beneath the invisible ground.

This so-called Brother Wang reached out and touched Qin Huiru.

This scene happened to fall into Chen Jian's eyes.

In the original text.

This Qin Huairu was having an affair with some men in the factory.

He even had an affair with Xu Damao for a meal of steamed bread.

It had to be said that Qin Huairu had a voluptuous figure and a good-looking face.

Chen Jian clicked his tongue.

It was really a waste of God's gift to benefit so many people.

She was still a fool when she was getting lunch.

Chen Jian asked for two steamed buns and a plate of dishes before leaving.

After a simple meal, he went to work.

After work, Chen Jian invited a few of his close friends in the factory to a restaurant for dinner.

Everyone knew that Chen Jian had bought a new tricycle.

"Chen Jian, you're really something. You secretly bought a tricycle.”

"You have to treat me to this meal!"

"You can't be stingy when you borrow a tricycle in the future!”

...

Chen Jian had always been generous to his friends.

"Alright, you guys eat as much as you want.”

They were in a small restaurant next to the factory.

There were three tables.

There were a few meat dishes and white noodles on each table.

The meal cost 24 yuan.

It was equivalent to a month's salary of an ordinary employee.

Chen Jian did not take it to heart.

It was only 20 yuan.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Chen Jian rode his bike back.

The cold wind was bone-piercing.

Chen Jian sobered up.

When they returned to the courtyard house, the sky was already dark.

In the front yard, Yan Family.

Yan Bugui, who was washing his feet in the room, heard the commotion outside.

"Old man, guess who I just saw.”

Third Aunt went out to pour some water and came in with a basin.

"Who else could it be? It's Chen Jian. I couldn't tell from the sound of the tricycle's bell.”

Yan Bugui said.

"This Chen Jian came back so late, and he reeks of alcohol.”

Third Aunt had a gossipy look on her face.

"I heard that Chen Jian invited the people from his factory to a restaurant today. He even set up a few tables with big fish and meat. It cost at least twenty to thirty yuan.”

Yan Bugui's face was filled with envy.

One meal would cost him half a month's salary.

"He's so generous to others. A few days ago, the three of you asked him to treat the people in the courtyard to a meal.”

Third Aunt said unhappily.

"You can't say that. Chen Jian has been ostracized by others these few years. He definitely won't be willing to eat with the people in the courtyard.

Looks like we need to build a good relationship with this Chen Jian. Maybe we can also benefit from it.”

Yan Bugui began to calculate.

"He didn't even give face to First Uncle, so why would he give face to Third Uncle?”

Third Aunt said.

"I have to think about it."

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