Chapter 411 Isn't it wrong of you to cut in line?

Su Youfu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Are you crazy? You wouldn't even be worth fifty yuan if you sold Su Hongmei! At most... I'll add another yuan."

"Thirty." Old Su rolled his eyes at him.

Su Youfu was panting heavily. Seeing Su Laosan staring at him, he gritted his teeth and said, "Seven yuan!"

"twenty!"

Su Laosan almost died laughing at Su Youfu's gritting teeth and stomping feet. His mother supported them, spending at least two or three hundred yuan a month on them, including her salary and extra income.

Asking Su Youfu to give twenty or thirty yuan to raise his daughter is like taking away his life!

People like that don't deserve to be called "father" by the other person.

"No! Eight yuan, that's the most I can offer." Su Youfu was still haggling with Su Laosan.

Su Laosan sneered, "Ten yuan. If it's a penny less, I'll go to the factory and make a scene. I'm barefoot and I'm not afraid of anyone wearing shoes. You'll lose your job, and you won't support your children. When you're old and disabled, no one will take care of you either."

You're cursing me!

Su Youfu flew into a rage, "I knew long ago that you bunch of bastards were unreliable, I should have killed you all long ago!"

He was furious. He looked around and grabbed a pair of fire tongs, then raised them, intending to smash them at Su Laosan.

Su Laosan grabbed the fire tongs and pulled the man towards the crowd of onlookers behind him.

Su Youfu yelled and crashed straight into the men in the neighborhood who were laughing at him.

"Oh dear, Su Youfu, you smell terrible..."

"Has she not taken a bath since winter started? She stinks."

Su Youfu was pushed aside by several people and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Su Laosan walked over leisurely, crossed his arms, looked down at him condescendingly, clicked his tongue and shook his head, saying, "Dad, what are you doing making such a fuss? You can't win an argument, you can't beat someone in a fight, and you do whatever I tell you to do, but you always have to cause trouble! Look at you, now you've become the laughing stock of the neighbors, aren't you ashamed?"

"You brat, why am I shameful? It's all because of you and your mother, that bitch..."

Su Laosan's face darkened!

He loathed Su Youfu for constantly talking about his mother, saying that his current situation was all his mother's fault. What was wrong with his mother? She was blind when she was young and married a cripple like him, bore him children, tried every means to earn money to support the family, and even took care of his old lady for decades. He never spent a penny on his mother, kept his old lover and that ingrate Lin Jiefang, and waited for his mother to serve him all day long. What right did he have to talk about his mother?

You bastard!

Su Laosan adjusted his pants, squatted down, and threatened Su Youfu with his back to everyone, "If you dare to curse my mother again, I'll break your other leg too."

Su Youfu was startled by the sinister look in his eyes and immediately shut up.

"Wait, when you guys came to my house and made a scene during the Chinese New Year, wasn't it you who broke my leg?"

Su Youfu, as if he had discovered a new continent, grabbed Su Laosan's arm.

Su Laosan shook him off and said, "Don't worry, I'll let you know when I'm about to make the call."

"If it's not you, then who is it?" Su Youfu suddenly shouted sharply.

Su Laosan paused for a moment, then, as if remembering something, licked his back teeth, stood up, kicked the mud on the ground, and splashed it onto Su Youfu. "Believe it or not, if you don't pay me, I'll make sure you're in trouble with the factory leaders here every day."

"You...you..."

Su Youfu was furious and terrified at the same time. "Which of you isn't richer than me now? Why are you all eyeing my little bit of money?"

“Because you should support her!” Old Su spat at him.

People around him advised him, "Su Youfu, ten yuan isn't much, give it to her."

"Yes, she's still your own daughter, you might even have to rely on her to take care of you in your old age..."

Su Youfu spat at the man, "Are all my sons dead? You expect me to support you in your old age like a discarded bowl of water? I have sons..."

The group of people who tried to persuade him exchanged glances, pursed their lips, and remained silent.

"Give me the money." Old Su kicked again, threatening Su Youfu that if he didn't pay, he would kick him right now.

Su Youfu immediately gritted his teeth and agreed, "Ten yuan a month, I'll pay."

“Alright, I’ll have Su Hongmei come find you,” Su Laosan said.

When he left, Old Lady Su cried as if she had lost her son to take care of her in her old age. Su Youfu cursed and swore, cursing his son, then his daughter, then his daughter, then Old Lady Su, but he didn't curse Li Banxia anymore.

Su Laosan was quite pleased.

After listening to Su Laosan's description of the scene, Li Banxia nodded and hummed in agreement. She looked up at Su Laosan, who was eager for praise, and smiled as she complimented him, "You've worked hard. Go ahead and get busy, and be careful."

"Okay, I'm off then, Mom."

Old Su rubbed his hands together, grinning from ear to ear, and walked away happily.

As he turned to leave the courtyard, his expression immediately turned cold.

He didn't tell Li Banxia that he went to find Su Hongmei after leaving Su Youfu's place.

They called the person out, led them into a small alley, and kicked them twice, knocking them to the ground.

Su Hongmei was furious and screamed, asking Su Laosan, "Why did you hit me?"

"Don't you know why I hit you?"

Su Laosan stared at her coldly, "If you don't have money, go ask Su Youfu for it. If you dare to try to morally blackmail or threaten your elder brother and mother again, I'll beat you to death next time I come!"

After issuing the warning, he turned and left.

Su Hongmei cried loudly behind her, shouting, "If Su Youfu were willing to give me money, who would be willing to endure your cold stares and come to you? My older brother... doesn't care about me anymore, who will care whether I live or die? If you don't want to raise me, why did you give birth to me in the first place? Why don't you just throw me in the toilet and drown me..."

Su Laosan paused, turned around and looked back.

"How do you know he won't give it to you if you don't go ask? Go ask him now!"

Su Hongmei jumped up from the ground and glared fiercely at Su Laosan. "I'll go and ask for it. If he dares not give it to me, I'll die with him."

After saying that, he clenched his fists and ran out.

Su Laosan, "..."

Meanwhile, Yao Jianshu arrived at the interview location. In order to select suitable translators for this investment promotion conference, the municipal compound specially allocated several rooms for them.

It includes a corridor where you can queue, and four offices.

One of the four offices is where the examiners discuss the rules and how to score the interviewees; the other three offices are where the first, second, and third rounds of interviews take place.

When Yao Jianshu arrived, there were already people queuing up in the corridor.

Someone saw Yao Jianshu walking straight ahead and grumbled, "Why are you cutting in line? Didn't you see the list? Three people per group, line up in order to enter..."

Yao Jianshu looked over and explained, "I don't need to queue."

Just as I was about to lift my foot and continue walking forward, I heard someone in the crowd sneer.

"Everyone here is here for an interview, why don't you have to wait in line?"

Everyone else was looking at Yao Jianshu, and someone whispered, "Yeah, could this guy have gotten in through connections?"

Yao Jianshu shook his head, gave up on explaining, and walked straight to the front.

With a 'Hey!' of dissuasion, the door to the examiners' office was pushed open, and the corridor fell silent instantly.

The voices criticizing her for cutting in line have disappeared, as have the voices complaining that she wouldn't listen to advice.

The moment the office door closed, many people turned to look at the person who had accused Yao Jianshu of cutting in line.

The more righteous I felt for him just now, the more worried I am about him now.

Who would have thought that Yao Jianshu would actually be an interviewer?

Soon, Yao Jianshu came out again, carrying a folder and leaving. Not long after, Zhao Shucheng and Jin Nan arrived, found their own line and started queuing. When they saw Yao Jianshu trying to walk through the crowd from the back of the line with the folder, they called out to her.

"Yao Jianshu, come and line up. So many people are waiting in line. It's not right for you to cut in line, is it?"