So what is Comrade Sha Zhu, the core of this storm and the protagonist of the incident, doing? He's probably lying on the bench in the security office.
Last time, the fat man nudged his left testicle with a clothes hanger, and this time he kicked his right testicle; thankfully, there weren't any pointed leather shoes in this day and age, otherwise that kick would have definitely pinned his manhood down.
No matter how much Sha Zhu hummed, none of the security personnel paid him any attention.
They were working up a great mood: "Straight is awesome, get it, bomb!"
"You have four queens, I have four kings!"
"Warrior! Watch closely, the third generation is gone, parking ticket, parking ticket..."
They were playing "Dou Dizhu," the game that Brother Yang had taught them! Brother Yang had also learned it from Fatty, and this version was much more fun than the popular games of the time like Upgrading, Train, and Double Deduction. The rules were simple and easy to understand, and the gameplay was incredibly exciting.
At this point, people generally don't play cards for money. Playing with stickers, drinking cold water, or at most winning cigarettes is already skirting the rules.
The security guards were having a great time playing a game of tag, and nobody cared about Sha Zhu's life or death.
Sha Zhu only realized his mistake after lying there.
There are many ways to deal with the fat guy. Whether it's "entrusting him with important tasks"; publicly criticizing him while privately instigating him; assigning him a lot of low-skilled chores, consuming his time every day so he can no longer demonstrate his value, remaining busy but ultimately dispensable; or even devising traps for him…
They could even kick the fat man out of his house overnight. Don't be fooled by their six-month contract; as long as it's a courtyard house, getting rid of the fat man is a piece of cake.
But why did he get so carried away?
Compared to Fatty, Sha Zhu still seemed a bit too "naive." Fatty did one thing: quietly escalate the conflict further. This method always worked against someone like Sha Zhu.
The fat guy could proudly say that nobody understands PUA better than him. Compared to the fat guy, who has a wealth of advanced PUA experience, is that all Sha Zhu has?
The conspiracy fermented in the night, and then fulfilled its mission in the morning sunlight, vanishing into nothingness.
During the morning study session, the canteen manager came to announce something: "Starting today, Sha Zhu is suspended from all his work. Lao Wang will take over as the shift leader. Also, Ma Hua, Tian Kai, Zhao Long, and Chen Kang, the four of you will first start learning from Chef Wang."
Technical skills are technical skills, and job titles are job titles. You can't say that a fat person can skip the internship and be promoted directly just because they can give the leaders private lessons.
Now that he's been assigned to Master Wang as a substitute teacher, Sha Zhu is no longer his master. From now on, Fatty should call him Master He.
Old Wang gave a wry smile: "Director, it's fine with others, but why would I need to teach Fatty?"
The director chuckled, "You're a veteran now, and veterans should play a good role in passing on their skills and experience! Give young people more opportunities, and you'll have to work harder."
After the director left, the three of them, including Fatty, officially switched allegiance. Only Ma Hua, with his neck stiff, shouted, "I only recognize He Yuzhu as my master! You wait, my master will come back!"
Liu Lan scoffed, "Come back? It's uncertain whether Sha Zhu can even stay at the factory. Even if he can, we're not going to let him go back to our canteen. Don't you think so?"
Liu Lan's words have gained widespread approval! If we were to say who hates Sha Zhu right now, Liu Lan would be number one, and Zhao Lao Er would definitely be number two!
That bastard Sha Zhu first pushed him over, covering him in soot; then a kitchen knife flew over, almost sending him to serve the Emperor. This is an irreconcilable feud!
Master Wang has now become a big shot, and as usual, he organizes meetings, study sessions, and self-criticism sessions for everyone.
"Here I want to criticize Comrade He Yuzhu. As the team leader, he failed to unite the team, pursued individualism, and even created conflicts over trivial matters, causing extremely negative consequences! I hope everyone will take this as a warning and refrain from doing anything that undermines unity."
Old Wang's opening remarks set the tone. Self-criticism turned into criticism of Sha Zhu, with everyone taking turns listing Sha Zhu's various faults.
Finally, Aunt Pang added insult to injury: "Good heavens! This silly Zhu has done so many despicable things without saying a word!"
MCA finally couldn't hold back any longer: "You! A bunch of scoundrels, I, MCA, disdain to associate with you!" After saying that, he rushed out.
The kitchen is a team, and it's a team where the leader has the technical skills and the others work together.
One MCA member left, then there were Niu Hua, Lv Hua... nobody took him seriously.
The people in the cafeteria are getting more and more used to the work environment without Sha Zhu. Everyone enjoys working together, supporting and trusting each other, and getting things done works smoothly. Isn't this just another world of flat management?
At noon, Aunt Pang, along with Tian Kai and Zhao Long, served food to the employees, while Liu Lan collected the tickets.
Xu Damao and Guo Dapizi also arrived, both looking on with glee as Qin Huairu's treatment was gone. With only one meal ticket, she could only get the same amount of food as the other workers, and they couldn't have been happier.
Fatty and Brother Yang were smoking behind the ditch. Brother Yang said, "My brother told me that Sha Zhu was seriously injured this time. The factory sent him to the hospital first. We'll deal with him after he's healed."
Fatty was also curious about how the factory would deal with Sha Zhu. Although Brother Yang wasn't a great worker, he knew all the gossip and secrets about the factory: "Don't get your hopes up too high. At most, he'll be demoted to a workshop or fined a little money. It's impossible for him to be fired."
The fat man knew that a secure job wasn't so easy to break, unless Sha Zhu's knife actually struck him...
During the night shift, without Sha Zhu bringing food, the meals were much more plentiful than usual. The remaining food was still for those with financial difficulties at home, and the entire cafeteria atmosphere was refreshed.
The fat man returned to the courtyard house around 7 o'clock.
His return was like throwing a bag of bloody entrails into a calm sea; sharks swarmed in.
These people didn't know what knocking meant; an old man just pushed the door open and came in. Then he immediately covered Qin Huairu's eyes—the fat man was taking off his pants in the room!
The fat man was furious: "What are you doing? What are you doing? A bunch of people barged into my room without even saying hello!"
"Your house? You're the pillar's house."
The fat man pulled a lease agreement from his notebook on his desk: "It's mine until the lease expires."
The old man didn't want to waste time arguing with him, so he said bluntly, "Tell me, what's really going on between you and your master?"
"Stop. Starting this morning, my master's surname is Wang. This is a decision made by the factory leaders."
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