Chapter 582: The Hot‑Tempered Girl

Seeing the girl's silhouette standing there, Zheng Guoping helplessly spread his hands.

"Great, now she's really come knocking."

Lu Cheng was also a bit helpless; he had thought it was just talk, but didn't expect the girl to be so serious.

"Hey Second, look at the girl's slender back; she's got a waist, she's got hips…"

Zheng Guoping glared, "What era is this, you're still observing her figure; what should we do now?"

Lu Cheng inhaled, "What else can we do? We have to bite the bullet and go forward."

"Then you go ahead, I'll go back to the dorm and hide."

Seeing Zheng Guoping try to slip away, Lu Cheng, fearing he couldn't handle it alone, quickly called out, "Hey Zheng Guoping, what a coincidence, how did I run into you here?"

Zheng Guoping turned around, gritting his teeth as he cursed, "Your damn…"

She couldn't get away; hearing someone call "Zheng Guoping", the girl instantly turned around.

She looked at Zheng Guoping, scanning him from head to toe.

"So you are Zheng Guoping, you were the one causing trouble in the Bathhouse just now, right?"

Zheng Guoping opened his mouth, "No, that wasn't me; you have the wrong person. My name is indeed Zheng Guoping, but I'm not the only one with that name…"

Zheng Guoping thought, since I didn't report my unit at the time, I might as well deny it.

The girl clearly didn't believe him: "I have a mouth down there; I inquired, and it's the Zheng Guoping from the Research Institute who just went to bathe."

Hearing the girl's words, Lu Cheng couldn't help glancing at her lower body.

Noticing Lu Cheng's gaze, the girl realized her earlier words were ambiguous, and she stomped her foot in irritation.

"I meant a mouth under the nose, where are you looking? Why do all of you from the Research Institute act like rascals?"

Lu Cheng smiled and quickly explained, "No, no, you misunderstood. I just thought your pants looked nice, just like my mother's one."

The girl seized the chance, "So you mean I'm your mother?"

"No, that's what you said!"

Lu Cheng was about to go up to argue, but Zheng Guoping, laughing loudly, stopped him.

"Look at you, arguing with a girl over…"

Zheng Guoping said, then looked at the girl again, "So, Comrade, there's nothing else, you can go back now."

The girl stepped forward to leave, then thought something was off.

These two are being so petty, they scrambled her thoughts.

"Why would I leave? I haven't settled the score with you yet. I'm looking for Zheng Guoping; this has nothing to do with you, so stop interfering!"

He's still quite impressive! Though his looks and figure aren't spectacular, they're fairly outstanding in a crowd.

Especially since he just bathed, his cheeks steamed, white with a hint of red.

Lu Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Fine, fine, since it's none of my business, I'll leave now."

The girl is so formidable; Zheng Guoping couldn't let her go, but he didn't block either, deliberately calling out like Lu Cheng.

"Where are you going, Director Lu, aren't you supposed to assign us work?"

Lu Cheng stopped, "Who wants to assign work? Didn't we say it's holiday?"

Before Lu Cheng could finish, the girl said "Oh", "So you're his leader, huh? Then fine, you both stay, we need to settle this today."

Lu Cheng glanced at Zheng Guoping, and Zheng Guoping returned the gaze, as if saying those who stay stay, those who leave leave.

Lu Cheng burst out laughing in anger; truly good brothers, sharing fortune and hardship.

"Girl…"

"Please call me Comrade!"

Lu Cheng, smiling, asked, "Hello Comrade, what's your name?"

"Zhuang Yu."

"Oh, how old are you this year? Are you married?"

"Twenty-three, unmarried."

"Oh, then we're about the same age; I'm a year younger than Comrade Zheng Guoping."

Lu Cheng, while speaking, shot a remark at Zheng Guoping, whispering, "She isn't married; you two are the right age for each other."

Zheng Guoping stayed silent; he wasn't interested in this hot‑tempered girl.

Lu Cheng then asked, "Where do you live? Which system of the Railway do you work in?"

Zhuang Yu glared, "Are you checking the household register! I'm reporting that Comrade Zheng Guoping is acting like a ruffian, why do you keep asking me these things?"

Lu Cheng wasn't in a hurry at all; with Zheng Guoping's temperament, he needed to find a girl like this to deal with.

"Look at you, so irritable! Since I'm mediating your conflict, as the leader I must get the facts straight."

Zhuang Yu inhaled, "I live in the Family Members' Compound, in the Communications Department."

Lu Cheng again shot a remark at Zheng Guoping, whispering, "The job's not bad, really fitting."

Zheng Guoping stepped back, "Why do you keep dragging me into this? I'm not interested in her."

He spoke a bit loudly, and the girl heard, "You think I'm interested in you? Look at you, your face is like a shoehorn, you walk like a duck, all crooked…"

Zheng Guoping instantly got angry, "Hey, why are you speaking like that, insulting without exposing your own flaws? That's how you call a Revolutionary Comrade?"

Zhuang Yu, not to be outdone, placed both hands on her hips, "I was just talking about you; you can be a ruffian, but I can say a few words too, and what I say is factual."

"Facts can't be said like that; I'm not like a duck walking!"

"I said you, you walk like a duck…"

Watching the two argue, Lu Cheng was about to laugh himself mad.

Both of them looked at him and said, "What are you laughing at!"

"Don't imitate my way of speaking!"

"Who taught you to speak? I'm the leader here; I can speak. Do you even have the right to speak?"

"Alright, alright…" Lu Cheng hurriedly stopped the two: "Everyone stop shouting, stop shouting. We're all Revolutionary Comrades; we can't let the jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards outside defeat us, and then turn on each other. Unity—must be unity…"

Zheng Guoping inhaled and fell silent.

Zhuang Yu also crossed his arms, stayed silent for a long time, and neither looked at the other.

Lu Cheng tried to smile, finally holding back: "Comrade Zhuang Yu, do you have any demands?"

Zhuang Yu twisted his face: "You're the leader, you must punish him!"

Zheng Guoping stretched out his hand: "Why should I be punished? I didn't say it…"

"It was you who said it; don't think that because you clutch your throat I can't hear you."

"What about your ears! It's not you; you really misheard."

"You're still arguing; you have the nerve to shout but no nerve to admit it, right…"

"It really wasn't me who said it; it was him…"

Lu Cheng quickly covered Zheng Guoping's mouth: "Comrade Zhuang Yu, rest assured, I'll handle it seriously."

Saying that, he squeezed his eyes at Zheng Guoping; Zheng understood that Lu Cheng was trying to brush Zhuang Yu off.

Zhuang Yu was still not satisfied: "He still has to apologize to me!"

"No, on what grounds should I apologize…"

"Apologize, apologize!" Lu Cheng gestured: "Quickly, admit your mistake to them, otherwise your thug behavior, if they report it up the chain, won't be just a simple punishment."

Zheng Guoping inhaled: "I'm apologizing on your behalf."

Lu Cheng quickly said: "Alright, alright, later I'll treat you to hot‑pot lamb again."

Considering the hot‑pot lamb, Zheng Guoping, though reluctant, still said sorry.

Lu Cheng looked back at Zhuang Yu: "Comrade Zhuang Yu, is this acceptable?"