The young soldiers on guard duty at the post were taken aback by the question. How were they supposed to respond?
Besides, although Cao Yong is also a member of the military region, his power is not so great that he can interfere in the affairs of every family in the military region, right?
But reason told them that they couldn't refuse directly, as that would cause them trouble.
So, the two clever minds quickly came to the same conclusion.
"I don't know, we just changed shifts. We just got a new notebook for recording visitors; the previous one was taken away by the previous shift."
As for where it was sent, it wouldn't matter if he knew. Anyway, that person and Cao Yong in front of him have had a bad relationship since childhood, so he definitely wouldn't give him a friendly look.
It was obvious that Cao Yong knew what was going on, and his expression became even more unpleasant.
Now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to stand outside helplessly, accompanied only by his broken bicycle.
Meanwhile, Factory Director Niu and Factory Director Zhu were busy taking Zhao Youcai around to eat, drink, and have fun, and the matter of bringing him home had not yet been put on the agenda.
Cao Yong squatted there until late at night, confirming that Zhao Youcai and the others must have stayed overnight in the military compound, before sighing and pushing his broken bicycle away.
Until the very next morning, when I appeared in the guesthouse cafeteria with dark circles under my eyes, looking like a panda trying to scam someone—
Why are you eating here?
No wonder he was shocked; who would sleep overnight in a military compound and then have to go back to the guesthouse for dinner?
Zhao Youcai was also very puzzled, "What's wrong? Was the breakfast prepared by the guesthouse poisoned? Why aren't people allowed to eat it?"
Upon hearing this, the woman who was pushing the food cart to collect the plates and go back to the kitchen to wash them became unhappy.
"How can you talk like that? We're a guesthouse, not a shady business. If you keep saying that, don't blame me for suing you for defamation!"
Zhao Youcai smiled and clasped his hands together, pointing in Cao Yong's direction.
“You should take your anger out on him. We all came to participate in the Thousand Ears Festival, but he wouldn’t let us eat. Look at his shocked yet winking expression. Anyone would have misunderstood, right?”
The woman clearing out the dishes cast a cold glance at Cao Yong.
And you know what? Every time this guy shows up at the guesthouse, nothing good ever comes of it.
"You were the one causing trouble a few years ago, why is it you again this year? Do you have a grudge against our guesthouse, or against the people in our cafeteria?"
Zhao Youcai was already a little too full to eat, after all, who would still have an appetite when they see someone who is obviously looking for trouble?
Upon hearing what the woman collecting the dishes said, Zhao Youcai instinctively felt that there was something juicy going on.
In order to stay here and continue eating melons without seeming abrupt, Zhao Youcai suddenly came back. This breakfast tastes really good, and I feel like I could have another bowl of this pumpkin porridge.
Holding the porridge in her left hand and a steamed bun that she could eat with the porridge in her right, she ate it bite by bite.
The show is being performed right under our noses; wouldn't it be ungrateful not to watch?
No wonder there's a saying that true masters are often found among ordinary people. Look at Cao Yong, who always appears very serious and seems to hold his chin up to the sky, getting his shoulders slapped loudly by the dish-collecting lady.
"Should I put up a sign at the gate tomorrow that says 'No Cao Yong or dogs allowed'? That brat is giving me endless trouble. I'm going to go to his mother and have a word with him tomorrow!"
Zhao Youcai realized that this was an acquaintance.
What did you mean by those words just now? I thought the two of them weren't familiar with each other.
I should have known better than to stay here to watch the show. It's fine if I didn't see any scenes I liked, but I'm also feeling bloated from drinking too much porridge.
After Zhao Youcai and the others left, the woman collecting the dishes twisted Cao Yong's ear hard again.
"I've told you eight hundred times, don't mess with that old man who looks so young. Have you forgotten what Cao Meng called you to remind you about? Even if you don't give him special treatment, you don't have to seal off the windows too, do you?"
"If I hadn't pretended not to know you and put on this show, you would definitely be having a hard time today."
After muttering to himself for a while, Cao Yong's head was buzzing before the cleaning lady finally withdrew her hand.
"Alright, go ahead and do your thing. I need to go out and buy some meat myself. I'll make a big pot of braised pork later, and remember to take it to those people as an extra meal."
The woman who thought she was hiding her true identity as a dish collector had no idea that she had already been exposed.
As Zhao Youcai and his group walked toward the Qian Sui Festival venue, they whispered among themselves.
"Looks like we'll have to go to the guesthouse canteen less often these next few days. Those two are just putting on an act to lull us into a false sense of security. They'll definitely retaliate with a big one when the time comes."
The group nodded in unison, agreeing that Zhao Youcai's guess was absolutely correct.
Sure enough, when Cao Yong brought over several large food boxes filled with braised pork to give the group an extra meal that evening, Zhao Youcai and the others' alarm bells went off instantly.
Here we come! Here we come!
That impatient and terrible actor is coming!
"Comrade Zhao, Comrade Niu, Comrade Ma, you've all worked hard. The previous incident was due to our negligence in supervision, which caused you to suffer. So, I specially asked the guesthouse chef to cook braised pork for your team as an extra meal."
Zhao Youcai remained silent, inwardly grumbling:
To be honest, he wasn't interested in braised pork with lots of fat chunks; it was just too greasy. He preferred lean meat.
"Thank you for your kindness, Comrade Cao. We appreciate it. Let's share some of this meat with the comrades in the meeting room; they've all worked very hard."
If one person has to die, then we can't let one die, right? If there's really something wrong with this meat, then let the entire Chiho Festival be paralyzed as well.
When the higher-ups come to blame, they will naturally investigate along the trail of braised pork; in any case, I won't be the one to take the fall.
The others scattered with their aluminum lunchboxes, centering on Zhao Youcai's prime booth, and distributed the braised pork piece by piece.
Cao Yong almost ground his back teeth to powder.
He didn't even eat a single piece of the braised pork, and when he gave it to Zhao Youcai and the others, they looked down on it and didn't keep a single piece.
Anyone else can do that kind of ingratiating behavior, but Cao Yong is not going to do it!
Seeing Cao Yongqi's hurried departure, Zhao Youcai reached out and touched his chin.
"Look, we saw through his scheme and ran away because we couldn't save face."
...
Inside the conference hall on the second floor of the Chiho Festival at this moment.
Thanks to Zhao Youcai, a sales genius, the sales target for this Qiansui Festival was successfully achieved by Zhao Youcai alone, leading newly acquainted friends to surpass the target.
Five million US dollars! And in less than five days!
The junior leader at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was trembling; this was such a surprise and delight.
Zhao Youcai never expected that simply having a handmade soap seller temporarily carve a design would give a milk seller an idea, leading them to collaborate with fruit and dried fruit factories to create various flavored milk products, which would cause their sales to skyrocket.
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