Moreover, MCA is not only hotheaded but also a major troublemaker; it seems they chose the wrong target.
Just as the two were getting into a tense standoff, Nan Yi suddenly came out of the cafeteria kitchen.
I happened to see Ma Hua and Jiao Min staring at each other blankly.
It immediately became clear that Jiao Min was planning to target the MCA (Malaysian Chinese Association), but unfortunately, she chose the wrong person.
Others may not know, but Nan Yi knows perfectly well: MCA has very powerful connections.
The ingredients and seasonings that MCA (Malaysian Chinese Association) used to cook for them were not something that ordinary people could obtain.
Seeing the two of them like this, Nan Yi immediately walked up to them and shouted loudly, "Director Jiao!"
"What instructions did you give us for coming to our cafeteria kitchen today?"
Jiao Min breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Nan Yi ask her a question. Actually, she had been a little flustered just now.
Ma Hua's chilling gaze seemed to be a warning: if they continued arguing, he would resort to violence.
"Um, Nan Yi, where are your kitchen staff? I don't see them. Where are the others? Let me tell you..."
The canteen is of utmost importance to our machine repair shop; you must ensure the well-being of our workers.
"Did you hear that?!" Jiao Min turned her head and shouted arrogantly at Nan Yi.
"Yes, yes, Director Jiao, don't worry, I've arranged everything in the cafeteria."
"The others were called away by the propaganda department to listen to quotations," Nan Yi quickly replied. "We can't afford to offend the MCA."
I can't do it myself; I have a family to support.
"Hmph, that's alright," Jiao Min nodded in satisfaction upon hearing Nan Yi's words.
"By the way, this time we're here because our factory is planning a 'remembering the past and appreciating the present' activity."
"You can arrange the content as you see fit, but make sure the comrades remember the suffering of class division. Do you understand?!"
Jiao Min then remembered why she had come to the cafeteria and quickly told Nan Yi,
"This..." Nan Yi was somewhat puzzled. How was this "remembering the bitter past and appreciating the sweet present" activity supposed to go? Wasn't the cafeteria already suffering enough?
We ate cornbread every day, and even steamed buns made with white flour were scarce.
The machine repair shop isn't the main factory; they eat white flour buns every day and meat once a week.
The machine repair shop hasn't gotten any meat since Xiao Zhuang.
"What's wrong? Are you having trouble?" Jiao Min noticed Nan Yi's confusion, and her tone unconsciously became more forceful.
He seemed particularly dissatisfied with Nan Yi's answer.
"No, no, I will definitely complete the tasks assigned by the leaders." Nan Yi shook his head and immediately assured them.
"That's more like it," Jiao Min said, then led the group away on his small three-wheeled motorcycle.
It sped away.
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