Chapter 120

"No!" He Yuzhu grinned and said loudly.

If Yi Zhonghai were here, he would definitely jump out to kidnap him morally at the first opportunity. Jia Zhangshi would jump out to make trouble, Liu Haizhong would jump out to show off his power, and Yan Bugui would follow the crowd or jump out to seek some benefits, collectively dealing with He Yuzhu.

Xu Damao would stir up trouble from time to time, and in the end, they would convene a courtyard-wide meeting, with Yi Zhonghai kidnapping everyone to put pressure on He Yuzhu.

However, now there was nothing left, and the only person who could become Qin Huairu's temporary teammate, Xu Damao, was also a clay bodhisattva crossing the river, unable to protect himself.

Liugen and others were just Yi Zhonghai's thugs. Even if Yi Zhonghai were here, Liugen and others wouldn't dare to clamor. After all, He Yuzhu really dared to take action.

"Pillar, just help sister." Qin Huairu pretended to be shy and stomped her feet, trying her best to act like a spoiled child, and even her chest was trembling.

"Qin widow is acting like a spoiled child. Everyone, come and watch quickly." He Yuzhu suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

The eyes of everyone in the Siheyuan instantly looked at Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu's face changed drastically. She didn't expect He Yuzhu to use this method to deal with her, and she couldn't help but feel very embarrassed.

Seeing this, Qin Mu let out a long sigh and immediately pulled Qin Huairu into a corner. Fortunately, the lights weren't bright at this time. After Qin Huairu was pulled into the corner, everyone wanted to grab a better position.

The closer to the middle, the better the position naturally was. After such a fuss, even if people wanted to watch Qin Huairu's fun, they couldn't.

Qin Mu glanced at Qin Huairu, knowing that Qin Huairu had too strong an idea and couldn't listen to her persuasion at all, so she simply stopped talking.

Qin Huairu looked at He Yuzhu with a livid face, not knowing what she was thinking.

Although He Yuzhu knew this wasn't a collapse, in order to follow the crowd, he simply carried the bed out, spread the bedding, and fell asleep instantly. Before long, snoring sounds began to ring out.

With this sleep, He Yuzhu slept comfortably until dawn.

As for taking turns on duty, that was impossible. Although Yan Bugui arranged a shift for He Yuzhu, He Yuzhu turned around and gave Yan Jiecheng one yuan, letting Yan Jiecheng take the shift for him.

Yan Jiecheng immediately agreed with joy. Not only did he take the shift for He Yuzhu, but he also took a fan from home to fan away mosquitoes for He Yuzhu, so that He Yuzhu could sleep happily.

Yan Jiecheng was so sensible that He Yuzhu had to re-examine this hero. He Yuzhu didn't even know how to thank Yan Jiecheng.

"Brother Pillar, did you sleep comfortably last night? I guarded you all night and fanned you all night. Others were bitten by mosquitoes until their heads were full of bumps, but you, Brother Pillar, didn't have any." Yan Jiecheng immediately came to claim credit.

"Heh, well done, Jiecheng. Tell me, what do you want from me?" He Yuzhu guessed that Yan Jiecheng had something to ask of him.

Because the Yan family believes in doing things for money, and this doing things for money isn't an equivalent exchange, but rather that their Yan family believes the price is appropriate before they do it. What they call their Yan family being appropriate is often that their Yan family will take some advantage.

The one yuan He Yuzhu gave casually was enough for Yan Jiecheng to take the shift for him at night, but it wasn't worth Yan Jiecheng fanning He Yuzhu all night.

"Brother Pillar, aren't you renovating your house? After this house is renovated, you'll definitely buy some new furniture, right? After buying new furniture, there won't be any place for the old furniture, right? Why don't you give me the old furniture, Brother Pillar?" Yan Jiecheng smiled flatteringly.

"What do you want old furniture for? Sell it for money? If you can sell it for money, why can't I?" He Yuzhu asked.

"Isn't my dad trying to find me a marriage? The other party requires a house. My dad rented Liu Haizhong's house for me. Just having a house isn't enough, right? You can't sleep on the floor, right? You have to have some furniture, right?" Yan Jiecheng said with a smirk.

"You kid can't bear to spend money to buy furniture, so you set your sights on me? Done, no problem! You can move that old furniture away." He Yuzhu said indifferently.

He Yuzhu appeared indifferent on the surface, but in reality, he had a plan in his heart. Since Yan Jiecheng, this sensible hero, had set his sights on him, don't blame him, He Yuzhu, for being impolite.

He Yuzhu immediately decided to intercept Yan Jiecheng's future wife, Yu Li, to repay this sensible hero.

"Alright, thank you, Brother Pillar. I'll take all the shifts for you these days. However, Brother Pillar, can you move the furniture two days later? I'll wait until the house is down before moving it." Yan Jiecheng said happily.

"No problem!" He Yuzhu said indifferently, but he sneered in his heart: "Yan Bugui looks ugly, but he thinks beautifully. How could the Street Office rent such a good house to Yan Bugui? Yan Jiecheng can at most rent the inverted seat room in the southwest corner."

After He Yuzhu finished breakfast, he came to the Rolling Mill. The events of last night made the Security Section's security at the Rolling Mill much stricter, with a feeling of "the mountain rain is coming and the wind is filling the building."

He Yuzhu didn't dare to pull Liu Lan into the office to let her return fully loaded again. Details determine success or failure; it's better to be low-key at this time.

Seeing this, Liu Lan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's okay to toss around like this once or twice occasionally, but every day, even an iron gun mount can't hold up.

Although Liu Lan couldn't practice the "Bite Technique," He Yuzhu still gave Liu Lan cooked eggs to eat. He Yuzhu believed that Liu Lan had been too deficient over the years and had to be replenished. Now that conditions didn't allow it, she could only have one egg a day.

Even if he gave Liu Lan four eggs, she only ate one, and Liu Lan clearly said that she didn't need to be given so many eggs every day.

Even so, Liu Lan was moved to tears. If it weren't for the Security Section checking too strictly today, Liu Lan would have practiced the "Kun Character Technique" no matter what.

With the Security Section supervising strictly, He Yuzhu stayed honestly in the kitchen until he got off work.

After getting off work, after He Yuzhu left the Rolling Mill, he clearly felt that the atmosphere on the street was very tense.

The entire Jiaodaokou Street had opened a joint defense mode. Not only were there patrol members patrolling, but some old men and old women called the "Small-foot Inspection Team" also wore red armbands and appeared at every intersection. Once they discovered unfamiliar faces, they would go up to pester them.

"Uh, was the thing yesterday a bit too big?" He Yuzhu was speechless.

He Yuzhu remembered that if this happened in Gotham City, there wouldn't be any impact at all, but here, they were making such a big fuss.

"Sure enough, it's the simple folk customs of the Rolling Mill and the outstanding people of the Siheyuan." He Yuzhu thought to himself.

After He Yuzhu returned home, he started cooking. This time, He Yuzhu didn't have big fish and meat, but like everyone else in the Siheyuan, he had corn buns with salted vegetables and made do with a meal.

By around eight o'clock in the evening, the courtyard became noisy. Yan Jiecheng started beating a gong, and Yan Jiekua knocked on doors one by one, indicating that a courtyard-wide meeting was to be held.

Seeing this, everyone in the Siheyuan flocked into the Zhongyuan to convene a courtyard-wide meeting. He Yuzhu also followed the crowd to participate in the courtyard-wide meeting.

It had been a long time since a courtyard-wide meeting was held, and He Yuzhu actually felt very nostalgic.

Although Yan Bugui was the initiator, Yan Bugui was clearly much more honest. He didn't dare to put an eight-immortal table in the middle of the courtyard, didn't dare to sit down, and didn't dare to play the "Three-Party Joint Trial" routine, but stood honestly in the crowd.

"Everyone, be quiet. It's not that I intentionally delayed everyone's time, but according to the requirements of the Street Office, we are convening a courtyard-wide meeting. Everyone wait a moment; Director Wang will come soon to convey the instructions from the higher-ups." Seeing that everyone was noisy, Yan Bugui said.

As soon as everyone in the Siheyuan heard that Director Wang was coming, they immediately became much quieter, changing from loud noise to whispering.

As soon as He Yuzhu heard Yan Bugui's words, he understood the meaning of the Street Office. It was nothing more than fire prevention, theft prevention, and prevention of him, the newly promoted Dark Knight. Although the new world didn't have all-pervasive "Heavenly Eyes," it was extremely good at using human-sea tactics, forming a point into a line, and a line into a surface, forming a huge protective net.

Not long after, Director Wang brought a group of subordinates to the Siheyuan, and everyone in the Siheyuan immediately quieted down.

Director Wang didn't talk nonsense either, saying directly: "The thing that happened last night wasn't an earthquake, but enemy agents making trouble. Fortunately, there were no major casualties."

"Old Yan did very well, gathering everyone at the first opportunity, preventing casualties in case the enemy agents made major trouble. I'd like to commend him here."

"At the same time, on behalf of the Street Office, I have decided to restore the position of... Mediator. The Ninety-five Courtyard will be served by Yan Bugui as the Mediator."

"I will reiterate once again: the Mediator only has two functions: one is to be responsible for conveying the instructions of the higher-ups; the second is to prevent enemy agents from making trouble. There is no right to forcibly mediate conflicts between neighbors. If there is a conflict between neighbors, either find the Street Office or find the Police Station." Director Wang said solemnly.

Director Wang also learned from past lessons, fearing that someone like Yi Zhonghai would appear again, so he directly canceled the right of the Managing Elder to mediate conflicts between everyone.

"Does anyone have any opinions?" Director Wang said loudly.

"No opinions." Everyone in the Siheyuan said in unison.

Since the Managing Elder didn't have the right to mediate conflicts between neighbors, everyone naturally wouldn't object.

"I have an opinion!" He Yuzhu suddenly said loudly.

"Deputy Director He, what opinion do you have?" Director Wang asked.

"Director Wang, it's not the working time of the Rolling Mill now. You can just call me Pillar. My opinion is to still set up a Supervisor above the Mediator."

"The charm of power is infinite. Yan Bugui has performed well recently, and many things have been done very well. However, I don't believe in power without constraints, nor do I believe in Yan Bugui as a person. They all say that it's easy to change rivers and mountains, but hard to change one's nature."

"Yan Bugui certainly won't turn back the clock in the Siheyuan like Yi Zhonghai and play the 'one-voice hall' routine. However, what if Yan Bugui relies on the power in his hands to become a door god again, setting up a checkpoint at the entrance of the Siheyuan and making everyone who enters and leaves the Siheyuan pay taxes?"

"Therefore, the position of Supervisor must be set up. This is the reason why I raised this opinion." He Yuzhu talked eloquently.

After Yan Bugui heard He Yuzhu's words, dark clouds immediately gathered on his face, and Yan Bugui glared fiercely at He Yuzhu. However, Yan Bugui was too dry and thin, and this kind of look not only had no deterrent power but also had a funny feeling. He Yuzhu almost laughed out loud.

"Pillar's opinion makes sense. Then set up a Supervisor above the Mediator. The Supervisor is only responsible for supervising every move of the Mediator and recording the Mediator's words and deeds on formal occasions."

"Everyone is responsible for supervising the Supervisor. The Supervisor cannot record things randomly as they please. Every courtyard-wide meeting must be recorded, and everyone must sign after confirming that it is correct." Director Wang said.

Mutual supervision, mutual restraint, not letting power expand—only in this way can it be relatively fair.

"Pillar, why don't you serve as this Supervisor?" Director Wang said.

"No, I am a leader in the Rolling Mill, and most of everyone is in the Rolling Mill. If I serve as the Supervisor again, everyone will be intimidated by my position and compromise with me in various ways. Wouldn't I become another Yi Zhonghai?"

"I recommend Xu Damao to serve as the Supervisor. Xu Damao is in the Propaganda Department, and most of everyone is in the workshop. They are not in the same system. Xu Damao has no direct interest relationship with everyone, and he can't threaten everyone. Relatively speaking, Xu Damao is still suitable." He Yuzhu said.

He Yuzhu was trying to provoke the open and secret struggle between Yan Bugui and Xu Damao.

Director Wang thought about it carefully and felt it was right. He Yuzhu was really not suitable to be a Supervisor, and even less suitable to be a Mediator. If He Yuzhu were allowed to serve, wouldn't it return to the starting point?

It was said to be restraint, but who dared to restrain? The reason why Yi Zhonghai dared to make a big "one-voice hall" in the Siheyuan was because he relied on his status as an eighth-grade worker.

"Pillar's words make sense. Let Xu Damao serve as the Supervisor. Where is Xu Damao?" Director Wang asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, Xu Damao should be in the hospital." He Yuzhu said faintly.

Xu Damao was indeed in the hospital. It wasn't that the people from the Police Station were incompetent, nor was it that the people Xu Damao found didn't confess, but Xu Damao was too cunning. When finding people, he not only wore a mask but also stuffed clothes into his body and added several layers of insoles to his feet.

After such a dressing up, the originally thin and weak Xu Damao was like a balloon that had been blown up, and the whole person swelled up. Xu Damao not only changed his image drastically, but his voice also changed when he spoke.

Others couldn't tell, but He Yuzhu could. However, this didn't count as valid evidence.

Xu Damao hadn't been a film projectionist for these years in vain. When chatting and drinking with those people in the village, he also learned a lot of useful Jianghu knowledge, and this time, Xu Damao used it.

Although Xu Damao escaped a disaster, he didn't escape the disaster at the Rolling Mill. Xu Damao had already heard that Li Huaide was going to transfer a projectionist from elsewhere and re-train a projectionist to take Xu Damao's place.

Xu Damao was instantly anxious and called his old man, Xu Fugui, to secretly give gifts to Li Huaide.

However, Li Huaide didn't dare to accept gifts at this juncture. Besides, the place where Li Huaide lived had people from the investigation team, and Xu Damao couldn't see Li Huaide at all.

Xu Damao thought Li Huaide didn't accept gifts and couldn't help but feel cold all over, his limbs cold. Fortunately, Xu Fugui was old and cunning and saw the doorway in it, so Xu Damao's hanging heart relaxed a little.

At this time, Xu Damao was anxious, at a loss, and terrified. He didn't dare to return to the Siheyuan at all, lest he be retaliated against by He Yuzhu again, so he simply stayed in the hospital.

"Since Xu Damao is not here, the position will be vacant first. Old Yan, when Xu Damao comes back, let Xu Damao go to the Street Office." Director Wang said.

"Okay, no problem." Yan Bugui said.

"Old Yan, just do as you did yesterday, continue to organize manpower to take turns on duty, and actively cooperate with the patrol team outside. Everyone doesn't have to sleep in the courtyard, but everyone must remain vigilant at all times and not give enemy agents a chance to make trouble." Director Wang said solemnly.

Yan Bugui immediately patted his chest and indicated no problem. In any case, he had restored his position as a Managing Elder. Although he couldn't be called a Managing Elder in the future and could only be called a Mediator, and there was a Supervisor on his head, everything was developing in a good direction, right?

Yan Bugui believed that as long as he wasn't as overbearing as Yi Zhonghai and as aggressive as Liu Haizhong, but adopted a way of "moistening things silently," he would always be able to take advantage.

After Director Wang and his group left, Yan Bugui began to arrange for personnel to take turns on duty. He Yuzhu gave Yan Jiecheng a look, and Yan Jiecheng immediately whispered a few words in Yan Bugui's ear.

Yan Bugui instantly beamed with joy. He didn't expect that this kid Yan Jiecheng had actually picked up a big leak and obtained He Yuzhu's old furniture. Yan Bugui then nodded to He Yuzhu calmly.

After He Yuzhu returned home, he inserted the door bolt and fell asleep.

At twelve o'clock in the night, He Yuzhu suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of chapter)