Just as Zheng Ya was giving Li Deren some pointers, Li Deren was so excited that he was trembling all over.
Upon learning that Yi Zhonghai was plotting against his mentor Zheng Ya, Ma Hua, who was working in the fourth canteen, immediately gathered the women washing vegetables in the canteen: "Dear aunties and sisters, I, Ma Hua, need your help today?"
“Chef Ma, you’ve helped us earn extra income all the time. We’ll remember your kindness. If you need any help, just let me know,” said Aunt Liu, who was in her forties.
The others nodded in agreement: "Chef Ma, just tell us what you need help with, and we'll definitely get it done for you."
"Then I'll thank you all in advance!"
In the past few days, Yi Zhonghai has been frequently visiting Li Deren's office, plotting to murder my master Zheng Ya.
Just now, Sha Zhu from the Fifth Canteen publicly exposed Yi Zhonghai's true colors in plotting to murder my master, Zheng Ya.
I just want to vent my anger for my master. Could you ladies please help me out? MCA has never had a chance to help my master and always feels that he owes him too much.
In fact, MCA won against Sha Zhu once after receiving Zheng Ya's culinary enlightenment. However, if there were no more ingredients available for MCA to practice with, they would still fall back to earthly ways after mastering the culinary skills within three days.
Culinary skills are linked to personal talent and interests.
It is also closely related to the ingredients handled and practical experience.
Ma Hua has a good talent for cooking, but Zheng Ya did not provide him with the ingredients and broth to cook for more than 600 people. It was impossible for Ma Hua's cooking skills to surpass Sha Zhu's cooking skills, which had been honed for more than ten years, in just three days.
This is MCA's genuine feeling of cooking at the plantation, and he is extremely grateful to Zheng Ya, but unfortunately there is no way to repay her kindness.
Now that MCA has learned that Yi Zhonghai plotted to harm his mentor Zheng Ya, they are furious and have hired people to deal with Yi Zhonghai to vent their anger for their mentor.
Aunt Liu and the others laughed when they heard this: "Haha, Chef Ma, Zheng Ya is a hero of our factory and a national hero."
Don't tell me he's your master. Yi Zhonghai murdered your master, and you want to avenge him.
We also want to help Zheng Ya get revenge. So, tell us, what do we want?
“I think we should do whatever is disgusting, as long as we don’t kill Yi Zhonghai, we should do whatever makes us happy,” Ma Hua said as he walked out.
Aunt Liu and the others followed closely behind, seizing the opportunity when Yi Zhonghai was humiliated by the workshop workers and went to the toilet, they conspired to take away the wooden planks that Yi Zhonghai used to squat in the toilet.
These days, public toilets are a huge pitfall.
In front of the large pit, a wall was built with bricks and stones to separate men and women, each occupying half of the pit. Seven or eight wooden planks were laid horizontally above the pit, serving as footboards for the workers to squat in the toilet.
Aunt Liu and several others worked together to pull away the wooden board that Yi Zhonghai was using to squat in the pit, and Yi Zhonghai fell into the pit with a splash.
"Ah, gulp, pfft, help!" Yi Zhonghai cried out as he fell into the pit, choking on a mouthful of excrement, struggling and calling for help in the cesspool.
The public toilet in the steel rolling mill is 17 or 18 meters long, more than 3 meters wide, and the latrine is more than 3 meters deep.
No matter who falls in, they can forget about getting out.
Ma Hua and his entourage left after finishing their business, leaving Yi Zhonghai to eat his fill in the cesspool.
When the workers went to the public toilet, they discovered that Yi Zhonghai had fallen into the latrine. They immediately launched a rescue operation: "Help! Yi Zhonghai has fallen into the latrine..."
"Damn it! Yi Zhonghai is getting his comeuppance! Help!"
"Serves him right, this is the consequence of his plot to murder Zheng Ya Yingxiong?"
"Hey, Yi Zhonghai, you've gotten so fat in one meal, hahaha!"
"Yi Zhonghai, you're famous now, haha!" More and more workers gathered, vying to mock Yi Zhonghai as he was pulled up with a bamboo pole. Kind-hearted people, fearing someone might die, carried buckets of water to splash water on him to wash him off.
Yi Zhonghai was furious, anxious, cold, and smelly. He vomited uncontrollably and couldn't even faint. He was dead.
Zheng Ya sensed Yi Zhonghai's predicament, smiled, and accepted the tribute from his obedient disciple from the MCA.
Punishing bad elements severely is a cause for celebration.
This further boosted Zheng Ya's popularity, and Zhengde's income also increased by more than 1.03 million, which was a good thing.
People are in high spirits when they have good news. Zheng Ya drove home as soon as he left Li Deren's office.
I hummed a song all the way, feeling wonderful.
As soon as Zheng Ya returned home, Wu Wei greeted him with the good news: "Congratulations on your new achievement, which has helped establish an oil extraction company for our country."
Your superior called to thank you for your strong support.
It's a pity you didn't answer the phone, aren't you disappointed?
"Little girl, you're feeling down, no, your mindset is off, isn't it?" Zheng Ya couldn't understand why she was always so hard on herself. Was it really necessary?
This woman is so petty, no, as petty as a pinhead.
Wu Wei said irritably, "If my mentality isn't unbalanced, how can it reflect your sense of superiority?"
"Yes, I like hearing that..."
“Zheng Ya, you’re a complete bastard, you can’t understand human language…”
"Old Yuan, quickly take your dog away. It's barking everywhere. What if it bites someone and scares the children?" Zheng Ya immediately left to call for backup.
Old Yuan, inside the house, was so angry he was gritting his teeth. He urgently sent a telepathic message: "What kind of man are you, arguing with a girl?"
"Zheng Ya, I'll beat you to death, you bastard!" Wu Wei threw a furious straight punch, aiming straight for the heart of the enemy.
As the wind blew through his vest, Zheng Ya took a half-step to the left, dodging Wu Wei's deadly punch, and then raised his right foot to flick it backward.
"Pfft!" He tripped Wu Wei and sent her sprawling face-first into the mud.
This made Fu Qingyao unable to stand it any longer: "You brat, don't you know how to be considerate of girls?"
"I... sigh," Zheng Ya felt like she had no status at home anymore.
Wu Wei burst into tears: "Zheng Ya, you just wait!"
"You brat, look what good things you've done!" Fu Qingyao was also having a headache. Helping anyone would be wrong, so she could only take it out on her tough son.
Xu Qi, Xu Huizhen, and Chen Xueru were watching the show upstairs, covering their mouths and laughing. Zheng Ya felt embarrassed: "Mom, can we stop talking?"
"What do you think?" Fu Qingyao winked at him, signaling him to apologize to Wu Wei. Wu Wei had already run home, climbed into bed, and was crying her heart out.
Old Yuan was so heartbroken he stomped his feet, and he felt like killing Zheng Ya.
It's a pity we can't beat them!
Tian Juan looked worried: "Oh, your strong-willed nature will ruin you..."
"Stop talking, my daughter did nothing wrong." Old Yuan was furious and protective of his daughter. Zheng Ya was getting angry and was about to fight Old Yuan when Fu Qingyao grabbed her arm and said, "Alright, stop making a scene."
"Zheng Ya, you brat, you're not done until you give me an explanation!" Old Yuan shouted as he stepped out the door.
Fu Qingyao, exasperated, shielded Zheng Ya behind her and said, "Old Yuan, why are you arguing with the younger generation?"
"I really don't care. Your son helped people with the initiation technique, opened up their meridians and acupoints, and created twenty-nine rising stars in martial arts. They are only one step away from the Five Flowers Gathering at the Top!"
"Is it appropriate for you to tell me it's about being petty?" Old Yuan revealed the main reason why Wu Wei was picking a fight, but he didn't explain why.
Fu Qingyao couldn't quite grasp the true meaning behind his words for a moment: "What do you and your daughter want to do? Explain yourselves clearly."
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