Chapter 75

In the kitchen of the Rolling Mill, He Yuzhu listened to the broadcast clearing Yi Zhonghai's name and couldn't help but sneer repeatedly.

"Passing the buck, fooling people, coercion, fishing for benefits—it's been this kind of virtue since ancient times, treating everyone like monkeys," He Yuzhu thought angrily.

If the factory had only passed the buck to enemy agents in handling the pamphlet matter, fooled everyone, and then used tough measures to force everyone not to spread such negative rumors, He Yuzhu wouldn't have been so angry and furious.

But instead, Factory Director Yang took this opportunity to restore Yi Zhonghai's Eighth-Grade Worker level. There couldn't be no secret deal in this. He Yuzhu knew with his toes that it must have been the Deaf Old Lady who went to Factory Director Yang to pull strings. He Yuzhu even thought of the rhetoric.

It was nothing more than words like "we oppose what the enemy insists on, and we insist on what the enemy opposes." The Deaf Old Lady had Factory Director Yang use this method to prove Yi Zhonghai's innocence, while at the same time showing Yi Zhonghai's importance.

For a time, Yi Zhonghai's reputation suddenly underwent a bipolar reversal.

The more foul Yi Zhonghai's reputation was before, the more it showed Yi Zhonghai's importance in the factory. Enemy agents really couldn't find any other way, so they used this method to frame Yi Zhonghai in order to achieve the conspiracy of attacking and eliminating Yi Zhonghai.

As long as you have a brain, you can see that this matter is full of flaws and has no logic at all, but people in this period just like to eat this set.

Even inside the canteen, people began to speak well of Yi Zhonghai.

He Yuzhu was extremely depressed. Could it be that everything he had done before had been for Yi Zhonghai's benefit? He Yuzhu couldn't help but think of the Five Arts of Governing the People in the Shang Yang Book.

Since those in leadership positions don't treat ordinary people as human beings, and starving a few people to death at every turn is nothing, then there is no need to treat leaders as human beings. If you can starve a few people to death at every turn, then I can also kill a few leaders, and that's nothing.

He Yuzhu believed in acting rather than talking. In this matter, Factory Director Yang played a decisive role, and He Yuzhu decided to teach Factory Director Yang a profound lesson.

He Yuzhu left the canteen in the afternoon and wandered around the factory. He Yuzhu wandered to the vicinity of the office building and found a position that was not easily noticed, staring closely at Factory Director Yang's car.

Not long after, Factory Director Yang came down from the office building, got into the car, and after the car started, it sped away toward the outside of the factory.

He Yuzhu knew that Factory Director Yang was going out at this time, either to the ministry or to handle other matters. At this point, Factory Director Yang couldn't possibly be going home.

In this period, even leaders couldn't skip work at will; they all tried their best to go to work and get off work on time, unlike later generations where it was common to find no one during work hours.

He Yuzhu guessed that it was highly likely Factory Director Yang was going to the ministry, so he hurriedly came to the back wall of the Rolling Mill. After observing that there was no one around, He Yuzhu climbed over the back wall and ran quickly, lying in ambush on the side of the road from the Rolling Mill to the ministry.

He Yuzhu chose a hidden position that was also good for observation, used his consciousness space to make a dirt pit, and climbed into it.

"If I get it, it's my luck; if I lose it, it's my fate. If Factory Director Yang didn't go to the ministry, consider him lucky to have escaped a disaster. Then, I'll ambush him on his way home at night," He Yuzhu thought to himself.

Not long after, He Yuzhu saw Factory Director Yang's car from afar.

He Yuzhu's hands pressed onto the ground.

Factory Director Yang was sitting in the car, leisurely going to the ministry, when suddenly, a large rectangular pit appeared in front of the car.

It was too late to brake or dodge at this time, and the car, along with the driver and Factory Director Yang, fell into the large pit together.

It would have been fine if the pit were shallow, but the key was that the pit was ten meters deep. Not only was the car deformed everywhere, but the driver was knocked unconscious directly from the fall and collision. Although Factory Director Yang wasn't knocked unconscious, he was also injured with blood flowing from his head.

"Where did this big pit come from?" Factory Director Yang was directly stunned. Factory Director Yang had traveled this road dozens of times, if not a hundred, and there had never been a big pit before.

At this time, Factory Director Yang couldn't care about figuring out where the pit came from and began to shout for help desperately.

Not long after Factory Director Yang shouted twice, he suddenly discovered that some soil seemed to be manipulated by someone and was surging toward his thighs.

When Factory Director Yang wanted to pull his thighs out, he found that this pile of soil was extremely heavy, and he couldn't pull his legs out at all.

Factory Director Yang naturally didn't know that this soil was compressed by He Yuzhu after being collected into his consciousness space, and neither its density nor its hardness could be compared with ordinary soil.

If it were ordinary soil, Factory Director Yang might have been able to pull his legs out, but encountering this kind of soil, Factory Director Yang couldn't pull them out at all, not to mention that He Yuzhu had also added many hard stone slabs into the soil.

"Ah!" With a scream, Factory Director Yang's leg was directly broken by the stone slab. From then on, Factory Director Yang would be like Yi Zhonghai, becoming a one-legged old man.

Factory Director Yang's scream attracted onlookers. A large hole suddenly appearing on a flat road surface would naturally attract onlookers, not to mention Factory Director Yang's scream.

Before long, the police arrived and began to rescue Factory Director Yang in an orderly manner. He Yuzhu took advantage of the crowd to leave quietly, and the soil from the consciousness space was thrown in a random place, leaving no trace at all.

He Yuzhu returned to the Rolling Mill quietly from the back wall, returned to the kitchen, lay on his exclusive recliner, and waited for work to end.

This behavior of He Yuzhu didn't attract anyone's attention. Usually, after He Yuzhu finished his work, he either rested on the recliner or wandered around blindly, and everyone was already used to it.

When it was almost time to get off work, He Yuzhu deliberately left a little early, walked past the gate, and deliberately chatted with the guard for a few sentences, leaving half a pack of cigarettes to prove that he had been in the Rolling Mill all along.

Only after He Yuzhu left the Rolling Mill did he remember that today was Saturday and He Yushui was coming back for the holiday, so He Yuzhu went to Quanjude and spent ten yuan and two catties of meat coupons to buy a large, fat roast duck.

There was no way around it; there was no meat in the market at this time. Although he had plenty of meat in his own space, this kind of meat couldn't see the light of day, and the people in the Siheyuan were watching closely, so He Yuzhu could only choose to buy roast duck.

Anyway, He Yuzhu had plenty of money and coupons, and he couldn't spend them all, he really couldn't spend them all.

As soon as He Yuzhu returned to the Siheyuan, he felt several malicious gazes focused on him, or more accurately, focused on the roast duck in his hand.

"Hey, Zhuzi, is this roast duck from Quanjude? It just so happens I have nothing to do tonight, do you want me to accompany you for a couple of drinks?" Yan Bugui said with a fawning smile, and reached out to touch the duck, wanting to get his hands full of oil to satisfy his craving even if he couldn't eat the duck.

"Robbery! Robbery! Yan Bugui is robbing!" He Yuzhu didn't dodge, but opened his mouth and shouted.

"Silly Zhu, don't talk nonsense. I'm not robbing, my hand didn't touch anything of yours at all." Yan Bugui pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, then turned and ran.

He Yuzhu kicked forward, hitting Yan Bugui on the backside, directly sending him into a face-plant.

"Silly Gui, you want to run after failing to rob? How can there be such a good thing? I think we should go to the police station to report the case. Forget it, the Street Office and the police station like to cover things up, let's go to the district to report the case," He Yuzhu said leisurely.

"Don't! Zhuzi, don't you know what kind of person I am? I really didn't have any bad intentions to rob you," Yan Bugui said sorrowfully.

(End of chapter)