In the factory canteen, there were workers lining up in front of several windows.
It was lunchtime at the factory, and everyone was coming to the canteen with their lunchboxes.
Speaking of which, the food in the factory canteen was not only cheaper than outside, but also had a little more oil and water, which could be considered a benefit from the factory to the workers.
As for meat dishes, the factory canteen didn't have them every day. Generally speaking, it was considered good if there were two or three days of meat dishes per month.
Looking at the big pot dishes in the canteen, they were basically just potatoes, cabbage, and radishes.
Sha Zhu was serving food to the workers at window No. 2, choosing a few "lucky workers" to toss their bowls.
Suddenly, Sha Zhu's eyes lit up as he saw Xu Fu Gui.
Xu Fu Gui was the projectionist in the factory's publicity department.
In this era, projectionists were highly sought after.
Xu Da Mao didn't work at the factory, but his father, Xu Fu Gui, did.
In the past, Sha Zhu wouldn't have tossed Xu Fu Gui's bowl when serving him, but this time, he was determined to do it.
Xu Fu Gui, who was queuing up, also saw Sha Zhu.
Xu Fu Gui was very shrewd. He was certain that Sha Zhu would definitely toss his bowl today.
So, should he switch windows?
Thinking about it, Xu Fu Gui looked at the other windows.
There were many workers in front of each window. If he went to another window, he would have to queue up from the back.
After thinking carefully, Xu Fu Gui made a decision. Although it wouldn't be long before it was his turn at this window, switching to another window would mean waiting for a long time. However, Xu Fu Gui was willing to wait a little longer rather than be subjected to Sha Zhu tossing his bowl.
So, Xu Fu Gui ran to window No. 1 to queue up.
At window No. 2, Sha Zhu was serving food to the workers, but he kept an eye on Xu Fu Gui.
Seeing that Xu Fu Gui had actually gone to queue up at window No. 1, Sha Zhu frowned.
"He's worthy of being Xu Da Mao's father, that scoundrel," Sha Zhu thought to himself.
He had heard from the old lady that Xu Fu Gui was a scheming, insidious person, but he was also clever.
But if Xu Fu Gui thought he could avoid being tossed by simply changing windows, he was too naive.
Sha Zhu wasn't in a hurry. When it was almost Xu Fu Gui's turn at window No. 1, Sha Zhu switched places with the chef behind window No. 1.
Xu Fu Gui: ...
This damn Sha Zhu was determined to toss his bowl!
"Uncle Xu, what would you like to eat?" Sha Zhu asked with a smile.
"You're treating me?" Xu Fu Gui blinked.
"Next time! I don't have any food tickets," Sha Zhu said.
"Give me a portion of shredded potatoes."
Sure enough, Sha Zhu used his iron spoon to scoop the food, and then the hand holding the spoon started to tremble, as if he had Parkinson's.
Two-thirds of the food on the spoon disappeared.
Normally, losing one-third would be a bit excessive, but Sha Zhu had directly reduced Xu Fu Gui's portion by two-thirds.
He had guessed that Sha Zhu would toss his bowl, but he hadn't expected it to be this outrageous.
"Sha Zhu, forget the shredded potatoes, give me some stewed radish!" Xu Fu Gui said.
"Uncle Xu, there are other comrades waiting behind you! Think carefully about what you want to eat!"
No matter what dish Xu Fu Gui ordered, Sha Zhu would toss his bowl.
With each toss by Sha Zhu, at least two-thirds of the food on the spoon would disappear.
Even some of the workers queuing behind Xu Fu Gui felt that Sha Zhu was going too far. He was simply bullying people.
Was he treating people like dough, thinking he could knead them as he pleased?
Even a clay figure has some temper!
"Sha Zhu, are you deliberately tossing my bowl?" Xu Fu Gui slammed his lunchbox onto the window.
Sha Zhu wasn't pretending anymore!
If Sha Zhu had just toned down his actions, Xu Fu Gui wouldn't have been so angry.
Calling him uncle and then tossing his bowl, and doing it so outrageously. This Sha Zhu was acting like a barbarian!
"My hand is shaking, I'm sorry," Sha Zhu smiled.
"Sha Zhu, I know you're resentful of my son Da Mao for seeing you peeking at...," Xu Fu Gui paused halfway through his sentence, his eyes fixed on Sha Zhu.
It was a threat. Xu Fu Gui was threatening Sha Zhu.
Sha Zhu's face turned dark.
However, Sha Zhu had to weigh his options.
Although Xu Da Mao was the one who peeked at Qin Huai Ru taking a bath, Xu Da Mao claimed it was Sha Zhu.
If Xu Fu Gui now said that Xu Da Mao had seen Sha Zhu peeking at Qin Huai Ru taking a bath, and that Sha Zhu was resentful and had not only chased Xu Da Mao earlier but was now tossing his bowl, even if Sha Zhu desperately explained, how many people would believe him?
Many people love to watch a good show.
It would definitely have a negative impact on Sha Zhu's reputation.
Sha Zhu could see the implications.
Therefore, Sha Zhu was feeling very frustrated.
Toss Xu Fu Gui's bowl? Sha Zhu dared not.
From then on, Sha Zhu obediently served Xu Fu Gui his food and stopped tossing his bowl.
Some of the workers queuing behind Xu Fu Gui looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What did Xu Fangying just say?"
"Sha Zhu is resentful?"
"What did Xu Fangying's son Xu Da Mao see Sha Zhu doing last night?"
"Did Sha Zhu do something wrong last night?"
"Look, Sha Zhu doesn't even dare to toss Xu Fu Gui's bowl anymore, he's scared."
...
Some workers also asked Xu Fu Gui, but he didn't say much.
Some things are better left unsaid.
And Sha Zhu didn't dare to say anything either.
But this made people curious.
Zheng Ai Min looked at Sha Zhu with a strange expression on his face.
Xu Fu Gui: Sha Zhu, you don't want to...
Under Xu Fu Gui's threat, Sha Zhu caved in.
Actually, if Sha Zhu had continued to toss Xu Fu Gui's bowl, Xu Fu Gui might not have dared to say anything.
Although Xu Fu Gui speaking out would damage Sha Zhu's reputation and cause him some trouble, would Xu Fu Gui still be able to stay in the courtyard after that?
But Sha Zhu didn't dare to gamble.
Moreover, it also involved Qin Huai Ru's reputation.
In Sha Zhu's heart, Qin Huai Ru was very important.
Therefore, Sha Zhu endured it.
"Based on Sha Zhu's personality, he definitely won't let this go," Zheng Ai Min thought to himself.
Sha Zhu would definitely cause some trouble later. As for what he would do, it was unclear.
...
"Old Xu, what's wrong?"
Liu Hai Zhong had just finished his meal and washed his lunchbox when he saw Xu Fu Gui.
Xu Fu Gui didn't look too good, obviously angry.
This made Liu Hai Zhong curious.
"Sha Zhu actually tossed my bowl! You didn't see, it lost more than two-thirds of the food with one toss," Xu Fu Gui was very angry when he mentioned Sha Zhu.
"What? Is that true?" Upon hearing what Xu Fu Gui said, Liu Hai Zhong's expression became serious.
"He was caught peeking at Dong Xu's wife taking a bath by my son Da Mao, and he beat Da Mao in the morning and tossed my bowl at noon. He's just..." Xu Fu Gui sighed.
Liu Hai Zhong had a good relationship with Xu Fu Gui. Moreover, he had always disliked Sha Zhu. If there was an opportunity, he would definitely deal with Sha Zhu.
"Let's have a courtyard meeting tonight and give Sha Zhu a good criticism," Liu Hai Zhong said.
Of course, Xu Fu Gui supported Liu Hai Zhong's suggestion.
If they could hold a meeting in the courtyard to criticize Sha Zhu tonight, it would be perfect.
"It's time to give Sha Zhu a good criticism. If this continues, he might not even put you in your place, Old Liu," Xu Fu Gui said.
"After work, I'll talk to Old Yan and then Old Yi," Liu Hai Zhong said.
After chatting for a while, the two parted ways. Liu Hai Zhong went back to his workshop, while Xu Fu Gui went back to the publicity department.
Thinking about how he could criticize Sha Zhu in the courtyard tonight, Xu Fu Gui's mood improved significantly.
But when he thought of Yi Hai Zhong and the old lady, he furrowed his brows. It was too early to be happy.
Old Yi and the old lady would definitely protect Sha Zhu.