Chapter 7: 7 Xu Damao Meets With Disaster

7 Xu Damao Meets With Disaster

"Respected leaders, my name is Xu Damao, and I am the Film Projectionist at our Steel Factory.

It is a great honor to be able to eat with Factory Director Li and all the factory leaders today.

I, Xu Damao, have a rule when drinking with leaders, which is 'one small, three big'."

It must be said, Xu Damao looked quite presentable.

As the person sitting at the end of the table, Zhou Xinyang was responsible for pouring wine and adding dishes for everyone.

He watched Xu Damao's performance with great interest.

It must be said, this type of person is often more popular than Shazhu and better at making a name for himself.

Factory Director Li also became interested. "What is 'one small, three big'?"

"'One small, three big' means the leader drinks one, and I, Xu Damao, drink three." Xu Damao boasted, though in reality, his limit was only half a jin.

But downing three cups of wine could still bluff quite a few people.

Zhou Xinyang had a mind to tease him; he wouldn't dare say anything else, but when it came to drinking, Zhou Xinyang was the master.

One must know that he possessed a space, and any white liquor he drank, no matter how much, would be sent directly from his mouth into the space.

In other words, theoretically, Zhou Xinyang could drink forever, rather than having a limit of a few jin.

However, the tradition of the people is to watch the excitement and stay out of matters that don't concern them.

Xu Damao hadn't provoked him, so why bother with him?

Meanwhile, Li Wujun became interested.

People who have served in the military all have a high tolerance for alcohol.

Especially in this era of material scarcity and limited resources.

In the north, keeping warm in winter relies on white liquor, and the higher the alcohol content, the better.

Li Wujun was over forty now, but in his youth, drinking one or two jin was no problem.

And he had an old comrade-in-arms surnamed Lin who was the type of person who could buy an airplane just by drinking.

Hearing Xu Damao's bravado, he also got fired up. "Then let's drink one first. I won't bully you; I drink one and you drink one, no need for me to drink one and you to drink three."

Having come from the military, Li Wujun also wanted to have a drinking contest today.

But in the factory, the person who dared to challenge him to a drinking contest hadn't been born yet.

"I toast Factory Director Li." Xu Damao had the lowest status here, so he took the initiative to toast.

However, he naturally didn't listen to Li Wujun and instead downed three in a row.

His limit was three cups to begin with, and once the three cups of white liquor hit his stomach, he slumped directly onto the table.

Li Wujun had thought he was a character because he drank so readily.

Who knew he was just all show and no substance.

"Little Zhou, send him back."

"You got it."

What could Zhou Xinyang say?

He had no choice but to support Xu Damao as they walked out.

It is said that Xu Damao had messed up Shazhu's blind date; although Shazhu hadn't moved because the leaders were there, Shazhu had always remembered this matter.

It just so happened that Shazhu found out the leaders were eating a late-night snack after watching the movie tonight, and he had also heard from others that Xu Damao would be attending the drinking party.

As the factory's designated head chef, Shazhu's connections in the factory were beyond reproach.

Hearing this news, Shazhu had an idea.

It is said that Shazhu and Xu Damao both grew up in the same Compound, and the two had been at odds since they were children.

And the two of them loving and killing each other also let them know each other's weaknesses.

For example, Xu Damao was prone to drinking too much, and once he drank, he would black out, not knowing what he had said or done after drinking.

So, after Shazhu finished the late-night snack, he didn't return to the Compound but waited outside the cafeteria's private room.

He would mess with Xu Damao once he came out.

Sure enough, after waiting a while, Xu Damao was helped out by the factory's popular figure and fellow resident of his Compound, Zhou Zengyang.

"Brother, leave Xu Damao to me; I'll send him home."

Shazhu jumped out, saying with a grin.

This person always had a sly smile on his face all day long.

Zhou Xinyang wasn't stupid, and having watched the TV series, he naturally knew he was preparing to mess with Xu Damao.

But as the saying goes, stay out of matters that don't concern you.

Xu Damao was neither a relative nor a friend to him, so why should he care about him?

Zhou Xinyang looked at Shazhu with a half-smile but didn't expose his intentions. "The Factory Director is still waiting for me, so I will leave Comrade Xu Damao in your hands; you must send him home safely."

"Don't worry, mission guaranteed to be completed."

Seeing Zhou Xinyang's smile, Shazhu felt a bit guilty.

But he figured that since Zhou Xinyang worked in the main factory's administrative building, far from the cafeteria, and had no relationship with Xu Damao, he certainly wouldn't meddle in other people's business, so he continued with his plan.

After handing Xu Damao over, Zhou Xinyang took Factory Director Li's official car back to the Compound.

As for the fact that he had arrived home while Xu Damao and Shazhu had not yet returned, he ignored it.

Meanwhile, at the Steel Factory cafeteria, Shazhu stripped Xu Damao and tied him up in the cafeteria warehouse.

Although it wasn't the dead of winter, it was still enough to suffer.

And after Shazhu tied him to a chair, he rode his bicycle home happily with his lunch box.

By the time he reached the Compound, it was already dark.

However, Qin Huairu was still waiting on the path Shazhu had to take to get home.

"Hey, Sister Qin, just wait and see tomorrow morning."

Shazhu handed the lunchbox to Qin Huairu while smirking.

Qin Huairu was very curious about what good show there would be tomorrow, but Old Mrs. Jia was already watching from the window, so she didn't dare say much more.

When the next morning arrived, Shazhu had someone notify the Women's Work Team to come and catch them in the act of adultery.

"Hey, what a shameless wretch, he hasn't even put his clothes on yet."

"What's the use of putting them on? It's only the size of a toothpick, even smaller than that boy Wu Yifan from Old Wu the Second's house next door; it makes no difference whether he wears them or not."

"Hahaha, this Xu Damao, we'd long heard he was bullying the young widow in the workshop, and today we, the Women's Work Team, have finally caught him."

"Sisters, get him!"

In this era, the Women's Work Team had a certain amount of authority; as long as it involved women, it was their business.

Shazhu was the head chef in the cafeteria, only one rank lower than the cafeteria director and deputy director.

Plus, he was the actual manager of the cafeteria, so whether it was ordinary employees or low-level bosses, they all had a decent friendship with him.

With just one word from him, the people from the Women's Work Team were still willing to do him a favor.

As for being wronged, the person who wrongs you knows better than you do just how wronged you are.

After being scolded and tormented by the Women's Work Team, Xu Damao finally understood a bit of what he was going through.

"Sisters, I really didn't do it."

"Everyone, have some mercy, let me put on my underpants."

"Shazhu, oh no, Brother Zhu, hurry and tell everyone."

"What did you call me? Don't curse people, call me Grandpa."

Shazhu's meaning was very simple: calling him Brother Zhu was an insult, calling him Grandpa was what was proper.

Xu Damao was all too clear on the factory rules; if this matter spread, his job as a Film Projectionist would be gone.

So he endured it and called Shazhu "Grandpa."

"What did you call me? I didn't hear clearly, speak up." Shazhu was truly vicious.

Xu Damao had no choice but to repeat it loudly.