The conspiracy of the courtyard

Chapter 131 Establishing an Image

When the tears in Lu Zixuan's eyes disappeared, he took a deep breath to adjust his mood, then fell into deep thought and began to plan for the future.

"Did you finish venting? Want to chat?"

A middle-aged man with black-framed glasses, gray hair on his temples and extraordinary temperament stood beside Lu Zixuan and asked.

Lu Zixuan's tone was slightly surprised.

"Excuse me, I made you laugh. Why are you here? Are you here to inspect the work or to enjoy your health outdoors?"

The middle-aged man teased Lu Zixuan.

"I came all the way here just for you. I saw you running here and thought something happened, but I didn't expect you would cry."

Lu Zixuan disagreed, stood up and brushed the dirt off his body.

"Well, we are still in the secular world, and we have not escaped from the worldly affairs. Now that we have adjusted ourselves, the sun is shining brightly again. You, Old Xiao, don't seem like such an idle person. Do you have any advice?"

Lao Xiao stroked the back of Lu Zixuan's head and said:

"Come sit down and chat for a while. I've known you for a long time, but I've never seen you so vulnerable. Is it convenient for you to talk?"

Lu Zixuan sighed with some sadness.

"It's okay, I just suddenly felt a little lost. I thought it was a permanent wait, but it turned into a lonely wait."

The old portrait seemed to have thought of something and guessed:

"Because of your mother? I've seen that man, he seems to be a nice guy, I thought you knew about it, so I didn't mention it to you.

I have never come into contact with it, so I dare not make any comments. Do I need to interfere?"

Lu Zixuan shook his head in denial and changed the subject.

"No need. Only when a person has a goal can life be passionate. I never interfere in other people's feelings. If you need me, please find me a place to live.

You are so leisurely, it seems that the problem has been solved, come on, please treat me to a meal."

Lao Xiao couldn't believe his ears.

"Okay, but let me make this clear first. We have no vegetables at home, just clear noodle soup. Do you really not need to help her check? She's your biological mother."

Lu Zixuan confirmed again.

"Everyone has his own path to walk, and it's the same for everyone. Okay, don't worry, with a high-ranking official like you as my backer, I think it will be difficult for me to be bullied."

When Lu Zixuan returned to the courtyard in the evening, he saw the central courtyard crowded with people, but he did not see Chen Ping, so he ran to Cheng Xiaoman.

"Aunt, where's my mom? Didn't she come to the meeting?"

"I'm at Yi Zhonghai's house. Two directors from the street office came again and wanted her to find someone to buy scrap metal again. I didn't agree, and we had a quarrel just now.

Zhuzi couldn't find you, and said he went to look for Lao Zheng. He should be back soon."

Cheng Xiaoman quickly recounted what had happened.

Lu Zixuan nodded to show that he understood, walked towards Yi Zhonghai's house, knocked on the door and shouted loudly.

"Mom, the stationmaster wants to see you."

The door was opened immediately. Seeing Chen Ping's calm demeanor, Lu Zixuan continued to speak anxiously:

"Mom, something happened. I just went to the grain station to look for you, and the stationmaster asked me to inform you that you were sued by the steel mill.

They said you were involved in the resale of materials that are in short supply in the country, and asked you to return the stolen money as soon as possible, otherwise they will report you to some department, so you better think of a solution quickly."

Chen Ping became anxious in an instant and complained to Director Liu.

"Ah? So serious? Director Liu, you have to testify for me. I am helping you deal with the problem. Come with me to find the stationmaster and explain everything clearly."

Director Liu frowned and advised:

"Comrade Chen Ping, don't be anxious, let's get things straight first.

Can you tell me the details of what happened, kid?"

"That's what I just said. By the way, when I came back, I saw Chief Zhou from the police station leading a group of police officers to the steel mill. I greeted him, but he ignored me.

Mom, let's go to the police station and explain clearly, we don't want the scrap metal."

Lu Zixuan pulled Chen Ping and was about to leave.

Director Liu hurriedly blocked his way and asked, unwilling to give up:

"Little boy, are you sure that's what the stationmaster said? Did you see Director Zhou go to the steel mill?"

"Hey, why are you so long-winded? You didn't take those things, why are you so nervous?

Get out of the way! Isn't that Director Zheng here? Ask him. "

After Lu Zixuan finished speaking, he ran to Lao Zheng and shouted loudly.

"Uncle Zheng, the group of people led by Chief Zhou of the police station are going to your steel mill to arrest people and return the stolen goods, right? Are you also here to ask my mother to go to the police station to explain the situation?"

Old Zheng immediately frowned and scolded.

"Don't talk nonsense, kid. Director Zhou is just visiting the factory. Why are you arresting anyone?

Director Liu, I'm sorry to bother you. I want to talk to Chen Ping about something personal. Chen Ping, come over here and let's talk for a moment. "

The matter was urgent, and Director Liu did not consider why there were so many coincidences and spoke immediately.

"Director Zheng, can I ask you to move aside so I can talk to you for a few words?"

Old Zheng looked at Chen Ping with some regret and agreed reluctantly.

I don't know what they talked about. I just saw Director Liu took out a stack of money and handed it to Lao Zheng. Lao Zheng pointed at Chen Ping and said a few words.

Director Liu returned to Chen Ping with a disappointed look on his face and said:

"Chen Ping, the scrap metal has already been handed in, and we can't get it back. Go talk to Director Zheng and we'll give the money back to the factory, and treat it as if we bought it from the factory before.

I can't just watch you bear such a huge responsibility for everyone's affairs."

Tears welled up in Chen Ping's eyes. She had no choice but to compromise and slowly walked towards Lao Zheng.

Finally, the deal was reached, and Chen Ping handed over the 20 yuan that Director Liu personally contributed to the steel mill's finance department, which was used to purchase scrap iron last month.

Director Liu gave Yi Zhonghai a strict order that even if the pot was smashed, each family must hand over 5 kilograms within ten days.

"Son, it's just a few pounds of scrap metal. Isn't Director Liu making too much of a fuss? The country doesn't need this little bit. Should I pay the money or not?"

After seeing everyone off, the four of them sat together again, and Chen Ping asked the questions in his mind.

Lu Zixuan explained it to the three of them.

“You are wrong to think so. This is not just a mission, but also a report form for leaders to report to their superiors on the performance of their jurisdiction.

Even if you have one or two more points than other districts, you can be recognized as advanced and have the opportunity to perform in front of your superiors.

Now is a peaceful time, there are not so many military merits to be won, so where is the opportunity for promotion? It is to complete the tasks assigned by the superiors again and again.

Do you know how the rural areas do it? They organize people to search every house, which is very scary.

As for money, of course it has to be paid, but in a different way, buy the most expensive cloth, make three exquisite banners, and give them to the steel rolling mill office, the security department, and the street office respectively.

No matter how much money you give, people won't care. But honor is different. It is a reward for doing practical things for the people. It is a political achievement and every unit needs it.

Write "All residents of the courtyard" on the signature, so that the residents in the courtyard can get more benefits in the future, and they will all be grateful for your efforts, except for the ungrateful ones."

Chen Ping asked again.

"Son, I discovered something. You keep the money for yourself, but share the honor with everyone. Is there any special meaning in that?"

Lu Zixuan's inherent impression of Chen Ping also changed slightly.

"Eh? You are really different now. If a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it.

What I keep is secret, and what I give to everyone is public.

People won’t care about it once or twice, but once these honors ferment and start to bring benefits to everyone, you can expect everyone’s enthusiasm.

This lofty image is established imperceptibly and has a much greater influence than those of lone heroes.

The silk banners you sent to various units will bring you unexpected surprises in the future."