"Newspapers? Will that work?"
Wang Dabao frowned and asked with some doubt.
"Hey, don't underestimate this newspaper, it's very useful!" Sha Zhu smiled mysteriously. "I'll crumple the newspaper until it's soft and fold it up, then wear it on my backside like armor. It'll definitely block most of the damage."
Wang Dabao still felt that Sha Zhu's words were an exaggeration, "If Xu Damao were to whip him hard, even a newspaper might not be able to stop him."
"Don't worry, I'll put something else in the newspaper compartment." Sha Zhu patted his chest. "It's cold now, so nobody can stop me from wearing more clothes. Of course, the key is still relying on you, Brother Da Bao."
After saying that, Sha Zhu looked at Wang Dabao with a nervous expression.
Wang Dabao shook his head helplessly, "Since you've decided to use newspaper, then use it. If you really want to take off your clothes, I'll step in and stop you."
"I've been waiting for you to say that, brother."
Sha Zhu picked up his glass. "Come on, let's drink. Drinking too much will help relieve the pain later."
The two drank back and forth, and soon a bottle of baijiu was empty. Sha Zhu, as expected of a cook, had a much higher alcohol tolerance than Xu Damao.
With the time for the plenary meeting approaching, Sha Zhu hurriedly said goodbye and went home to put on his "equipment".
There was still a lot of food left, so Wang Dabao thoughtfully poured it back into the lunchbox and had Sha Zhu carry it back.
Sha Zhu looked at Wang Dabao's actions with eyes full of approval: "Brother Dabao, you're a really good guy. If it were that old codger Yan Bugui, he would have scraped the oil out of the lunchbox clean."
"Hey, why are we brothers talking about this?"
Wang Dabao waved his hand, "Your arm is inconvenient, take these back with you, it'll save you from cooking tomorrow."
After seeing Sha Zhu off, Wang Dabao brewed a pot of fresh tea and was drinking it when Xu Damao and Yan Bugui arrived at the door one after the other.
"Hey Da Bao, I smelled the aroma of tea as soon as I got to the door. Let me taste your tea!" Yan Bugui exclaimed as soon as he entered. When he saw Wang Da Bao take out two clean cups and start pouring tea, he was so eager that he almost reached out and poured some.
Wang Dabao was used to Yan Bugui's behavior; if he didn't take advantage of him, he would still be the stingy Yan!
Yan Bugui took a small sip and immediately gave a thumbs up: "Good tea, Da Bao, you really have good taste."
"What kind of taste could I possibly have? I just got a taste of some from an old commander in the army the other day," Wang Dabao said with a smile, gesturing for the two to drink as much as they wanted. Then he asked, "How's the preparation going?"
Unlike Yan Bugui, who was so particular about drinking tea, Xu Damao downed his tea in one gulp and said, "The leader originally wanted to arrange for me to go to the countryside to show a movie today, but I declined on the grounds of maintaining the equipment. Not to mention showing a movie, I can't even go to the bridal chamber today."
"After spending the whole day at the factory, I'm fully refreshed. Tonight, I'm going to show Sha Zhu how many eyes the Horse King has."
Yan Bugui nodded in agreement: "I haven't seen Sha Zhu this evening, but Yi Zhonghai just showed up. He must have come from the deaf old lady's place. He seemed to be fine, as if he wasn't the one who would be beaten later."
"As if nothing happened?"
Wang Dabao's hand, holding the teacup, paused in mid-air. After a moment of thought, he spoke, "Could it be that Yi Zhonghai instigated the deaf old lady to cause trouble at the conference?"
"She dares?"
Xu Damao glared at him, "Don't think you can do whatever you want in this compound just because you're old. If you piss me off, I'll whip the old lady too!"
Yan Bugui frowned and shook his head: "Probably not. Yi Zhonghai wouldn't hide behind an old woman buried up to her neck. But judging from the expression on Yi Zhonghai's face, he doesn't seem like he's facing a great disaster."
"That's strange. Yi Zhonghai is such a proud man. He used to be a big shot in the courtyard. How could he possibly save face after being spanked in public like that!"
After pondering for a while, Wang Dabao gradually thought of something and continued, "Old Yan, Da Mao, do you two remember when Jia Dongxu beat up Sha Zhu a while ago? Didn't you say that a belt would cost a dollar?"
"That's right, but what does this have to do with that time?"
Yan Bugui's eyes were full of confusion, but that didn't stop him from filling his teacup. However, his hand trembled suddenly as he poured the tea, and he looked at Wang Dabao incredulously, "Dabao, do you mean that Yi Zhonghai wants to buy this belt with money?"
Wang Dabao nodded: "It seems very likely that way now."
Immediately, Wang Dabao and Yan Bugui turned to look at Xu Damao.
Xu Damao is the mastermind behind this incident and the victim of an injustice. Yi Zhonghai wants to settle the matter with money, but the key is whether Xu Damao agrees.
If Xu Damao disagrees, Yi Zhonghai won't be able to spend the money even if he has it!
"One belt costs one yuan, so fifty belts would be fifty yuan. I'm not against money, so why wouldn't I take it!"
Upon hearing that Yi Zhonghai was willing to pay for the beating, Xu Damao immediately perked up. "Besides, the person I want to beat is Sha Zhu. Yi Zhonghai is just doing it as a side effect."
"Xu Damao, how can you, as the person in charge, be so unprincipled!"
A loud shout came from the doorway.
With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, and Liu Haizhong, with his potbelly and hands behind his back, stepped in.
After entering the room, Liu Haizhong smiled at Wang Dabao, then walked up to Xu Damao and stood there, his face serious. He said, "Xu Damao, you are no longer the resident Xu Damao. You are now Mediator Xu. How can you abandon your principles as a mediator for a little bit of petty gain!"
"Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu have slandered you for misconduct and are deliberately trying to ruin you. Now you're going to give up punishing Yi Zhonghai just because of fifty yuan?!"
Liu Hai spoke with righteous indignation and passion, and as he spoke, spittle flew all over Xu Damao's face, almost as if he were cursing Xu Damao face to face.
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