Pointing inside, he continued cursing, "The head chef of the state-run restaurant assaulted someone!"

“When did state-owned enterprises start bullying people? If you don’t resolve this properly, I will sue you. I will go to the department in charge of food and appeal to them! I will write a complaint letter.”

"Quickly, get your manager to see me."

"Otherwise, you can forget about opening a shop!"

He's completely gone all in.

At this moment, Wang Jianshe was like a shrew! He sat on the ground and started throwing a tantrum.

He recalled that his quota for returning to the city as an educated youth was ruined by some scoundrel who wrote an anonymous report, causing all his previous efforts to be in vain.

I'm still furious.

He had already settled for selling mushrooms here as a second-best option, so how could he still be outdone by Chen Yifei?

So no matter what, he must sell it this time.

Wang Jianshe simply sat down on the ground and said, "You're bullying us! Your state-run restaurant is beating people up!"

"They're discriminating against me, refusing to accept my mushrooms. Where is the manager of this state-run restaurant? Are you condoning these things?"

"What a tragedy, what a tragedy!"

"..."

It was quite embarrassing to see a grown man sitting here causing trouble like a woman. However, many people who came to eat gathered around to watch the commotion and see what was going on.

Everyone crowded around, and Wang Jianshe got even more excited.

When the situation started to get out of control, the manager rushed over: "You want to sell mushrooms, right?"

“We don’t usually accept anything else, today’s is enough. But you brought them with you, and they’ve lost moisture in just one day, so we, the state-run restaurant, will do you a favor and accept your mushrooms.”

"How about it?"

The implication is that once they've taken your money, you shouldn't come back, and you shouldn't keep sitting here and affecting their business.

"..."

Although Wang Jianshe was somewhat unwilling, he had no choice but to sell today.

But at least I can sell the goods I have, and I can earn money every day I can.

Naturally, they won't refuse. If they push their luck with this attitude, they'll end up with nothing.

He understands this principle.

"Okay, then I'll move in."

Wang Jianshe ran out quickly and carried back bag after bag of bags.

When he reached the second bag, Wang Jianshe slammed it down with a loud bang. The customers waiting for their meals didn't pay much attention, and the noise wasn't too loud.

But the manager happened to come out and his face darkened when he saw what was happening.

"Do you really know how to pick mushrooms?" the manager asked, pointing his finger at him.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jianshe was a little confused, not understanding why the manager suddenly became so unreasonable.

"You're asking me what's wrong? These mushrooms are so precious, too many of them are damaged if they fall on the ground. And you're packing them all in snakeskin bags, so the umbrella-shaped tops of the mushrooms are unusable."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jianshe disagreed. He opened the bag to look at the mushrooms inside and found that quite a few were indeed damaged, with many rod-shaped and umbrella-shaped mushrooms separated.

More importantly, many of the mushrooms had developed a lot of slime on their caps and emitted an unpleasant smell, making them clearly inedible.

The manager said with some disdain, "These things of yours are far inferior to those of the young comrade we took in before."

When Chen Yifei brought them, the mushrooms were all plump and white, and they were all washed clean, so they didn't need any special processing.

They were all packed in baskets and carefully preserved, unlike this, which was just casually thrown on the ground.

How can this thing withstand such crazy smashing? How can they do business with something like this?

There's absolutely no sincerity involved.

The manager has no room for negotiation now.

He yelled at him, "Get out of here! Don't delay our business."

"Everyone around here is watching. It's not that we don't want to accept it, but accepting something like this would be irresponsible to my guests!"

“Our state-run restaurants have always been for the benefit of everyone. We can’t let everyone eat bad food just because we feel sorry for one person.”

All around were disdainful and critical voices, each one more rude than the last.

Most people are like this: if it doesn't involve their own interests, they're fine, but if it does, and it concerns them, they immediately stop speaking up for Wang Jianshe.

He himself was at a loss for words; he couldn't play the victim, he couldn't resort to blaming others, and he had no other excuses left.

All I could do was pick up this bag and go outside the store; I had no strength left in my body.

These things are too heavy to move now.

Where are all these to be moved to?

He was annoyed, and looking at the bags of mushrooms, he kicked them away.

Damn it, I'll never do that kind of rubbish again!

I thought I could just bend down and pick up rice to eat, but I never expected it to be so difficult.

He struggled to make a living, so why was Chen Yifei able to earn money on his very first day out?

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became.

When did I become so much less capable than this petty thug?

Losing to other educated youth is understandable, but this Chen Yifei is a fool he personally set a trap for, a fool to mock He Runqing for a lifetime!

Now we're being ridden on by such an idiot...

It's only been a short time, and I don't know what others think, but Wang Jianshe certainly can't accept it.

He walked alone in the county town, feeling dejected. He went to the post office and asked repeatedly if there was anything sent from home.

The area where the items for the educated youth were displayed was packed full. The staff standing in front of the counter wore green uniforms and dark green peaked caps.

"Are you from the Yongquan Brigade?"

"Yes, yes, yes, something was delivered to my home..." Wang Jianshe hadn't even finished asking.

He shook his head: "No!"

"Can you help me look for it? I saw a lot of things piled up where our brigade's belongings are. See if mine is there. My name is Wang Jianshe."

“I already said no, comrade, why won’t you listen?” He was busy writing a work report and was getting a little irritated. “None of those are yours. They were all sent by the family of Comrade He Runqing from your brigade.”

"If it's convenient for you, you can take her things back with you."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jianshe moved his lips, then clenched his fists and remained silent.

He was really driven crazy by this couple.

He was outshone by Chen Yifei at the state-run restaurant, and now at the post office, he's inexplicably being crushed by He Runqing.

Damn it!

Damn it, what a messed up life.

Wang Jianshe simply couldn't understand how he could be so bad.

As I walked, I arrived at the main square and saw a long queue. I was also getting hungry. What's that smell? It smells so good!

Everyone around me was eating flatbread.

I remembered that people in his hometown love to eat this. I couldn't see who was selling it, but I saw Chen Yifei selling it last time. Surely it couldn't be him again this time, so I joined the queue.

By the time they got close to him, he was so hungry that his mouth was watering.

But the two people making the pancakes, aren't they Chen Yifei and his third sister Chen Xue?!

Chen Yifei... is actually still engaging in speculation and profiteering here.

I saw it from afar last time, but this time I saw it up close, and it really tastes authentic!