Chapter 323: shuhaige.net

Nan Yi returned home and told Liang Ladi what had happened.

Liang Ladi slapped him.

"You're stupid, they've already agreed."

"Agreed?"

Nan Yi was bewildered.

"How did they agree? I can't see it."

Liang Ladi looked at his foolish expression and said impatiently.

"If they didn't agree, they would have explained it so clearly, only lacking a hands-on lesson."

Nan Yi suddenly understood, but instead felt a bit resentful.

"You say, just agree if you agree, why all this beating around the bush?"

"If others can't grasp it, isn't that wasting an opportunity for nothing?"

"Smack—this time Liang Ladi really put force into it."

"If you can't grasp it, that means you're stupid; if you can't grasp it, won't you just follow along? In the end, you'll still be able to get in."

"They're now the factory director, careful not to give anyone a handle."

"If everyone were like you, clueless and ignorant, they'd have been played to death long ago."

"Do you know how many people are eyeing that leadership position?"

"You don't know how many people are waiting for him to make a mistake, then demote him, kick him out, and take his place."

"They're helping you, already giving us a lot of face."

"You haven't seen San Da Ye being clueless, not understanding this—does even Yang Qingli not bother with him?"

"San Da Ye and Yang Qing still get along, yet they can't get things done—you can see how important having tact is."

After Liang Ladi's painstaking explanation, Nan Yi finally realized just how many taboos were involved.

He said admiringly.

"Wife, you're amazing."

Liang Ladi glanced at him.

"As long as you stop thinking only of yourself and learn to put yourself in others' shoes, you'll understand these principles."

"In officialdom, it's all scheming and worldly wisdom."

"Think about Cui Dake—what a joke he is, yet he's doing better than you."

"Why? Because they have tact and know how to flatter."

"We're both straightforward, can't play those games; finding a backer we get along with who doesn't require us to scheme is better than anything."

"Nan Yi originally didn't accept Cui Dake, but after hearing his wife say that, he realized Cui Dake also had his own strengths."

"Although he looked down on such people, he couldn't deny that their approach was genuinely feasible."

"Wife, why not come work at the Agricultural Machinery Factory? Worst case, we just rent a place long-term."

"Liang Ladi plopped onto the bed; she had thought of that too, but Yang Qing said the Agricultural Machinery Factory doesn't allow family members to work in the same factory."

"Although she didn't understand this bizarre rule, she had no choice but to accept this fate."

"The Agricultural Machinery Factory is whatever Yang Qing says."

"No thanks, I'm a worker, unlike you—who dares bully an old woman like me? I'll curse him to death."

"Besides, at the Mechanical Factory I have seniority, but if I go to the Agricultural Machinery Factory, my seniority would be gone."

"It would only count as starting over, not an internal transfer."

"Nan Yi still thought Liang Ladi was doing this for their family, and he felt rather moved."

"Wife, you've worked hard."

Liang Ladi snorted.

"Alright, stop talking about that, hurry up and wash up, then go to bed."

"No more talk of Liang Ladi's family."

"Xu Damao's side also had things happening."

"Lou Xiao'e, after hearing Chen Hong's suggestion, finally prepared to resist."

"Xu Damao watched Yang Qing grow more popular while his own promotion stalled, and he could no longer hold back."

"He pulled some strings, and someone passed him a piece of information."

"The message pointed straight at Lou Xiao'e."

"So today, after another stimulus from Yang Qing, he became even ruder toward Lou Xiao'e."

"\"Lou Xiao'e, you say, what can you do? \""

"\"Food, food, can't cook well; housework, can't keep the house tidy. \""

"\"Child, you can't even bear children—what good are you? \""

"Xu Damao fiddled with the burnt scrambled eggs, seizing the chance to show off."

"Lou Xiao'e, a young lady of strong self-esteem, originally capable of these things, already felt she was remarkable."

"Xu Damao, unimpressed, not only didn't appreciate it but actually mocked her."

"Adding to that, the hurtful remark about not being able to bear children made Lou Xiao'e unable to tolerate it any further."

"A plain steamed bun—smack—hit Xu Damao on the head."

"\"Xu Damao, what are you barking about? \""

"\"I've worked hard to cook for you, and it still isn't right? \""

"\"You think not being able to have children is my fault, don't you? \""

I'll help you out—tomorrow we'll go to the hospital for a check-up; I'll get my dad to pull strings and take us to the best Union Hospital.

Let's see whose problem it is.

I'm telling you, Xu Damao—there's nothing going on, so don't even try to pin the blame on me.

Auntie, because of your nagging, I've already been checked three times—I'm fine.

You want to pin the blame on me? Don't even think about it.

Looking at Lou Xiao'e's confident expression, Xu Damao felt a bit guilty.

Could it really not be Lou Xiao'e's problem?

I've been at it for 12 minutes now—you say it's not your problem, then whose problem is it?

Your performance is lacking—you can't blame my sperm, can you?

You're a college student and you haven't studied biology? I produce a hundred million at once—how could that be my problem?

It's just a check-up—let's do it; we'll go this Sunday.

I doubt you'll even survive.

Although that's what he said, deep down Xu Damao was thinking...

I'll go get checked myself first, make sure it's not my problem, then go.

By then, Lou Bancheng won't want his daughter's reputation damaged, so he'll have to compensate himself.

He can take the opportunity to first extort some money, then after a while look for a chance to kick Lou Xiao'e out.

Anyway, we can't have kids, and I'm tired of it.

She has the temper of a spoiled young lady—do I really like that?

It's also hindering my promotion.

Damn it, I was taken in by Lou Bancheng back then.

Lou Xiao'e doesn't have that many devious thoughts; she doesn't know Xu Damao's scheming, so upon hearing his words she immediately agreed.

Alright, then it's Sunday.

I'll have my dad arrange it.

Xu Damao thought it over and then refused again.

No, I'll handle this myself—who knows if your dad will tamper with things?

Lou Xiao'e was fuming, thinking Xu Damao was measuring a noble heart with a petty mind—this was an insult to her.

She said harshly.

Auntie, I'm upright and would never use such despicable tactics.

Xu Damao curled his lip.

Hmph, who knows? You can know a person's face but not their heart.

Lou Xiao'e, angry, clutched the vegetables to her chest.

If it doesn't suit your taste, don't eat it—I'll eat it myself.

Saying that, she held the plate and quickly finished eating.

Cough cough.

It's a bit salty; Lou Xiao'e couldn't stand it, picked up two bowls of soup and gulped them down.

After wiping her mouth, she picked up the basket holding the buns and went into the kitchen.

Xu Damao looked at the empty soup bowls and shouted.

Lou Xiao'e, are you trying to starve me to death?

Lou Xiao'e replied.

You, Xu Damao, are so high and mighty; my plain tea and simple meals aren't good enough for you.