Chapter 50: Bad luck!

Everyone had been taken away; even Yi Daye had nothing more to say, he hummed a few times with his hands behind his back and went home. Er Dame led the children closely behind, it seemed they were still looking for Yi Daye to think of a solution.

"Brother, you're really good at framing people and planting evidence." Yu Shui came home and gave her brother a thumbs-up, "How long do you think Er Daye will be locked up before he can get out?"

"Don't talk nonsense, what are you talking about, I don't know."

Er Daye being taken away wasn't He Yuzhu's ultimate goal; his strike against Er Daye had just begun.

Character smiled, feeling that this vent of anger was finally out; looking at the Courtyard House, who would dare scheme against them in the future? He Yuzhu sent Yu Shui away, leaned close to Character's ear, and asked if she should consider marriage.

Since there were hardly any elders left, Character also didn't know exactly what to do; she simply told He Yuzhu, just find a time to get the marriage certificate and it's done.

Nothing else needs to be taken care of.

It's mentally and physically taxing.

The two of them went to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, chatting and laughing.

San Daye was fuming at home, wondering what luck he had run into to have his car stolen. Seeing that Er Daye was about to compensate, the police station still took him away.

"When will I be compensated?"

"Liu Haizhong was taken away; isn't his wife still at home? Go ask her for money." San Dame instructed San Daye at home, "Wasn't Qin Huairu also compensated to He Yuzhu before?"

The two of them hadn't yet worked out what to say when Yi Daye came in with a grim face; he opened by saying he didn't believe Liu Haizhong could do such a thing, and told San Daye to first stay calm and not panic.

"This isn't letting me knock out my teeth and swallow them." San Daye protested, "What terrible luck have I had?"

But he didn't dare openly oppose, so he could only nod reluctantly.

In the early morning, a thick fog suddenly rose; people going out could only see the road ahead, anything a little farther became blurry, even if it was a tall building.

He Yuzhu checked the canteen once over, looked at today's prepared menu, saw nothing missing, then slowly walked toward the office building. It wasn't for the Supply Group, but to file a complaint.

Er Daye perhaps hadn't considered that if he couldn't take care of me in one go, what retaliation he'd face; after all, I'm also a leader, and I can report problems upward.

"Ah, Zhuzi, the canteen has been good lately, the workers' enthusiasm is strong." The Factory Director ordered the secretary to pour tea, "Keep up the effort from now on."

We've just started eating cabbage and potatoes; the canteen can still give the workers some variety, but once these options are repeated over and over, they'll start complaining.

"Factory Director, I've come to raise an issue." He Yuzhu took a sip of water, "Liu Haizhong from our Courtyard House was arrested yesterday, presumably for theft."

This also concerns the Steel Rolling Mill's reputation; the Factory Director made a phone call, and his expression grew increasingly stern.

"The problem is serious; I never expected an old worker to make such a mistake. I'll hold a meeting shortly and must put a stop to this bad trend, lest we tarnish the Steel Rolling Mill's name."

He Yuzhu smiled as he returned to his office; Er Daye was about to have bad luck.

Returning to the Supply Group, he checked the workers' recent needs—still just simple cloth and sugar tea, etc. —He Yuzhu rode his bike out to contact supplies.

Actually, it was just going back to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative to chat with Character.

After lunch, the factory's main leaders gathered in the office, began discussing the Liu Haizhong matter; a morning's worth of rumors was enough to spread the story wildly.

The Factory Director related the information he had received, then let everyone speak freely.

"Liu Haizhong indeed has many faults, but we haven't found him stealing factory property; I think we should investigate further, after all the workshop still needs him."

"His previous reprimand hasn't been lifted, and now he's stealing again—I see him as unrepentant, undeserving of any sympathy; just fire him outright."

"Exactly, everyone says his morals are corrupt; how can he still be reused? He should have long been sent to the Street Cleaning Squad."

Li Deputy Factory Director felt he ought to speak up; Liu Haizhong was doing work for him, so he should protect him a bit, as a gesture of goodwill.

"I wonder if there's some misunderstanding; Old Liu doesn't seem like someone short of money—why would he steal someone's bicycle?" Li Deputy Factory Director shook his head, "Let's wait and see."

"It's not a misunderstanding; I heard it's due to a grudge, not just about money."

"Alright, let's discuss the disciplinary measures."

Before he knew it, evening had arrived; Yi Daye entered the Supply and Marketing Cooperative in a dazed manner, saw He Yuzhu and Character chatting idly, and found it extremely eyesore.

"Zhuzi, you're after all a member of the Courtyard House, and the stolen bike isn't even yours—why are you so eager to report it to the factory?" Yi Daye wore a stern expression, "You know Er Daye has been fired, right?"

"You feel sorry for him?" He Yuzhu snorted coldly, "Besides, you're all morally corrupt—it's not like birds of a feather flock together."

"We must wage a resolute struggle against these bad people, not let them press down on us; you don't even have this mindset—how can you be Yi Daye?"

Yi Daye was left speechless, his reasoning exhausted.

"I believe Old Liu didn't steal." Yi Daye suddenly grew agitated and lunged at He Yuzhu.

Character silently came from behind, grabbed Yi Daye's arm and threw him out; this wasn't a mantis boxing move, but her basic wrestling skill.

"Oh dear, this is definitely the last time I'll intervene; from now on I'll be gentle as water."

Returning to the Courtyard House, Yi Daye felt a bit sorrowful, seeing the Courtyard House about to split apart—could it really be his management failure?

San Daye came over aggressively; this morning he hadn't gone to demand money, but in the evening he received news that Er Daye had been fired—so could he still get that money?

"I don't care anymore, and I can't control it—you handle it yourself."

"You're just a stumbling block; now I don't care either—what did you do this morning? You're simply..." San Daye was so angry he couldn't speak.

"Ding, the host did a splendid job this time: a bicycle sent Er Daye to jail, drove a wedge between San Daye and Yi Daye, and temporarily removed Li Deputy Factory Director's threat—three birds with one stone."

"Reward: 500 yuan in RMB, 1,000 catties of grain, 50 catties of pork, and 50 catties of various vegetables."

He Yuzhu reckoned in his mind; these things he couldn't eat himself, nor was it appropriate to take them out, so he processed them directly in the system, turning them all into meat products and some snacks.

This left him with a hundred yuan.

He saved it to buy things for the wedding; that should be enough.

But this matter isn't over; the factory still has Li Deputy Factory Director to deal with—once He Yuzhu thinks of a good plan, he'll definitely make him fall flat on his face.