Hu Guangyong has lost all his face after slandering others and admitting his mistake right away.

"What? Do you know you're wrong? I've already told you that Zhang Xiuzhi would never do this, but you just don't believe me." Zhao Hongqing was even happier than Zhang Xiuzhi when he saw Hu Guangyong give in. "Go back to the factory and explain the matter to the director."

"Hey, hey, sure, sure!" Hu Guangyong casually replied to Zhao Hongqing, and then said to Zhang Xiuzhi with a dog-licking smile, "Comrade Zhang Xiuzhi, you have so many fish. The dead fish are worthless, and you can't eat them all. Why don't you sell some to the steel mill? I will purchase on behalf of the steel mill and give you the price of live fish. What do you think?"

This guy was very thoughtful. He thought that buying the fish would help calm the workers' anger.

Zhang Xiuzhi propped up her chin and let the summer wind blow her bangs: "If you say so, should I still accept your kindness?"

"I'm not being appreciative, no!" Hu Guangyong continued, "Look, you have several thousand kilograms of fish here, but they're all dead. It doesn't matter who we sell them to. Our steel mill also has unplanned purchase quotas, so we can't let outsiders get away with it, right? You're also from the steel mill."

The moral blackmail has begun!

God have pity on us. At this time, there is no such thing as dead fish or live fish. It’s good enough to have fish to eat.

Hu Guangyong was just playing tricks, using the same tactics he used against others to deal with Zhang Xiuzhi.

Zhang Xiuzhi would never fall for his tricks, so she said directly, "No, you can get off the bus when we get to Sijiucheng. I'll talk about stealing pork later when I'm done."

Hu Guangyong's heart skipped a beat, realizing that his apology just now had not fooled her and Zhang Xiuzhi was targeting her.

When we arrived at Sijiucheng, it was almost dark and smoke was rising from every house in the alleys.

Zhang Xiuzhi found a random place for Hu Guangyong to get off, and then let the car go to Siheyuan first. The things could not all be given to Peking University, and some had to be left for Director Qian of the purchasing station and Director Zhang of the street office, so they had to unload the car in Siheyuan.

The car stopped at the gate of the courtyard. Lin Huyang went in and prepared to ride his bike to find Director Qian. Zeng Youqian and his wife followed him in.

"Hey, Lao Zeng, why are you back today?" Yan Bugui and his family were eating at the door. When they saw Zeng Youqian, Yan Bugui politely greeted them, "You haven't eaten yet? Come and have a bite. We have fish today..."

This is a common polite remark among Chinese people, and no one takes it seriously, especially at this time.

If anyone really sits down and takes a bite, that person is ignorant. If you take a bite, others will eat one bite less.

"No need!" Zeng Youqian couldn't hide his happiness on his face and said happily, "Our Xiuzhi is back, and we have fish too..."