Siheyuan: Director of Pengci Factory, It's a Pleasure to Eat from the Public House!

This book is also called Li Huaide: I regret it, why can't I get rid of this troublemaker? From a refugee fleeing famine to a steel rolling mill tyrant In the famine year of 1960, Zhou Yuanchao came through time and crashed into an oncoming jeep. The person who hit him happened to be Li Huaide, deputy director of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill. Without saying a word, Zhou Yuanchao continued the fight to the end - coughing up blood and pretending to be dead to incite the crowd, and a set of combos that kept Li Huaide under control. The comrades were discussing the matter. The dignified factory director bumped into someone and didn't even say a word of condolence. What kind of style is this? Li Huaide broke out in a cold sweat: No, no, no, comrade, if you have something to say, please don't go online... Temporary workers, allocated housing, white-faced steamed buns... Zhou Yuanchao thrived in the courtyard with a big mouth and a big heart. Silly column? That's my cook. Xu Damao? That's what I do for fun. Qin Huairu? Sorry, I'm not interested in widows. Several years later, Zhou Yuanchao stood at the door of the courtyard, holding a cigarette and looking at the neighbors in the yard, with a curl of his lips. I have the final say in this courtyard house. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.