Zhao Qingshan and Bao Zegang had some differences, and the atmosphere was slightly frozen.

At this time, Zhou Tienan ran in and shouted: "Zhao Qingshan, phone number, your brother called."

"Director Bao, let's talk about this today." Zhao Qingshan made a move to leave.

"Xiao Zhao, go and answer the phone, I'll wait for you." Bao Ze had just read German materials, and it seemed that he would not leave if he didn't explain the matter clearly.

Zhao Qingshan returned to the office and picked up the microphone: "Brother, it's open, right... Oh, it's been working for a week... Is it going well? It's quite smooth... That's good, just like this first, let's hang up."

Zhou Tienan asked: "Don't your brother contract the fish pond in his hometown? What business is he doing?"

"The fish pond is not easy to do. He and my sister-in-law went to Hubu Lane to sell premature soup noodles." Zhao Qingshan told the truth and said, "My sister-in-law's soup noodles are a unique skill. Do you have friends and relatives in the area at the gate of the gate? Go and take care of my brother and sister-in-law's business."

"My uncle's family lives in Xiaodongmen, which is a little far from Hubu Lane." Zhou Tienan shook his head and then said: "Director Bao lives by the river. He has many acquaintances at the gate of the Ministry. Go and ask him."

"Don't Director Bao live downstairs of your house in the ten neighbors?"

"He divided the house in Gangcheng and also had a house by the river. Because of this matter, someone had reported him before."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore, Director Bao is waiting for me."

"Zhao Qingshan, you are a big celebrity in the institute now. Even if you are so popular with senior engineer directors, you have to wait for you."

"What's the red one? It's just a errand runner."

Zhao Qingshan returned to the information room, and Bao Zegang asked: "Is the family okay?"

"It's okay. My brother and sister-in-law rented a store in Hubu Lane to sell paste soup noodles. I just started doing it. After work, I'll go see them."

“It’s quite hard to sell too early.”

"The farmers endure hardship." Zhao Qingshan smiled and said, "When it comes to air-nozzle nozzle, my idea is to design a nozzle that can make the casting billet evenly cool, so as to achieve weak cold... The above is my personal suggestion, so please criticize and correct me."

"The idea is good, theoretically feasible, but everything is subject to the drawings." Bao Zegang glanced at his watch and said, "It's five o'clock, let's go, take a bus to the Hanyangmen River together, let's go."

Today is Saturday, and people who have worked hard for a week have celebrated their weekend off.

The buses of the two cars depart from Gangcheng and drove southwest along Linjiang Road.

The trend of the Yangtze River in the Jiangcheng River Basin is to rise northeast. The Han River flows out of the three towns in conjunction with the Yangtze River. The administrative jurisdiction of Jiangcheng has long been more than three towns. The Qingshan area where Gangcheng is located is mainly industrial, and almost all employees serve Jianggang.

The Linjiang Road in Qingshan section is not prosperous, or even a bit deserted, but it is also quiet and beautiful, and it is magnificent. The rolling Yangtze River is rushing outside the car window, and hundreds of boats are competing to the golden waterway.

There are very few passengers getting off the bus in Qingshan section, and not many people get on the bus.

Most of the passengers boarding the train from the Gangcheng starting station are Jianggang employees. Most of them run monthly tickets, and a few of them use their weekends to visit relatives or have some fun in the areas outside Gangcheng.

The reason why I run monthly tickets is because I don’t have a house in Gangcheng. Jianggang’s tens of thousands of employees and their families are such a huge team. I can’t build houses, and Jianggang’s housing is in short supply.

"I have indeed been reported because of the house problem." Bao Zegang was calm. He said: "The house I live by the river is not mine, nor my lover's, but my old master. It's shameful. From marriage to 1984, I have been living in my own house. Xiao Zhao, you are still young and have not gotten married. It's hard for you to understand the look of the old master looking at his son-in-law."

"Understand, fully understand."

"I understand it." Bao Zegang shook his head and said, "I have been in the factory for 60 years and worked hard for 24 years. In 1984, I found a unit to build a house, no longer make things difficult for my dear, and no longer make it difficult for my lover to do. I have a clear conscience. They like to say it, so let them talk."

"The Housing Management Department will give you the house, and they will definitely divide the house after conducting a survey. Director Bao, you have a legitimate need, no problem."

The bus continued to move forward and drove to the Wuchang section of Linjiang Road. The scenery gradually flourished and the popularity became more and more prosperous. The Yangtze River on the right was rushing, and the market on the left was bustling.

The ships come and go, the waterways are flourishing, the sunset sprinkles gold on the vast river surface, the ferry travels to and from the three towns, the gates are wide open, the crowds are on the boat and the river porpoises are leaping into the waves. Hanyangmen Station is an important transit station, and passengers in a carriage are either redirecting, redirecting, or hiking.

Zhao Qingshan and Bao Zegang got off at this stop, and Bao Zegang asked: "Xiao Zhao, after you finish watching your brother and sister-in-law, you will rush back to Jianggang tonight, right?"

"I'll leave tonight, isn't that a waste of time? After all, I've been in Hubu Lane early and I'll go back to Jianggang tomorrow. I'll stay in my brother's place tonight."

"Okay, it's better to come to Hubu Lane. Look, my dear house is that." Bao Zegang pointed to a three-story self-built building not far away, and did not invite Zhao Qingshan to sit at home.

"Under the Yellow Crane Tower, look up at the bridge, pass by the Yangtze River Gate, the building with river view, the location of this house is very good." Zhao Qingshan thought to himself, your dear master is very good at choosing a location to build a house. In a few years, this house is demolished, Director Bao, just wait to enjoy the happiness. You really win.

"What's good?" Bao Zegang smiled bitterly, disagreed.

Bao Zegang is a senior engineer in a super-large state-owned enterprise and a deputy department-level cadre. He can be said to have achieved some success in his career, but his father-in-law is unhappy when he sees him, and he will be unhappy for the rest of his life.

It’s easy to deceive your daughter, but it’s hard to coax your father-in-law.

My father-in-law doesn’t like you, so you dare to bring people into the house?

The father-in-law passed on the house to the girl, but you can only look at it with your eyes.

So, treat your lover well. There can be many houses and only one wife.
Chapter completed!