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When Old Liu, who was driving the carriage, saw the man's imposing manner, he dared not breathe loudly and lowered his head even further.

They were terrified of offending this important figure in the city.

Lu Changgui was so nervous that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet, and all the color drained from his face.

Only Ma Li felt like he had grasped at a straw.

Although his legs went weak for a moment, he reacted very quickly. This factory director, Zhang, hated people who used connections and was only focused on the factory's development.

Ma Li immediately forced a smile and rushed forward to meet him.

"Director Zhang! What brings you out? I'll take care of it right away. I have the utmost disdain for people who use connections!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Weida slowly nodded: "Tell me, what happened? Making such a fuss at the factory gate, what will others think of our Hongxing Machinery Factory?"

Ma Li bowed and scraped, then turned around and pointed at Lu Qingshan, his voice suddenly rising in pitch.

"Factory manager, I was just about to kick them out! This kid brought a truckload of meat from who-knows-where, insisting he wanted to give it to our factory leaders! Isn't this ruining our factory's reputation? I told him our factory has strict discipline, and no one dares to accept gifts! But he just won't listen!"

Ma Li embellished the story, exonerating himself completely and even portraying himself as a hero who resolutely upheld factory discipline.

He was certain that Lu Qingshan, this country bumpkin, would be so frightened in front of the factory director that he wouldn't be able to speak properly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Changgui's face turned pale. He frantically waved his hands, muttering "No, no," but the more anxious he became, the less he could utter a complete sentence.

Zhang Weida frowned, his sharp gaze shifting from Ma Li to Lu Qingshan's face.

"Is he telling the truth?"

Lu Qingshan was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Director Zhang, you've misunderstood."

"I'm not here to give a gift."

He took a step forward and untied the opening of the burlap sack closest to him.

"I'm here to sell meat."

As the burlap sack was loosened, a large piece of pork hindquarters covered in white fat was revealed.

The meat is fresh, with a clear distinction between red and white, and even gleams with a layer of oily sheen under the winter sun.

A rich aroma of meat, mixed with the unique scent of wild game from the mountains and forests, instantly filled the noses of everyone present.

Factory Director Zhang's eyes widened immediately.

As the factory director, he oversaw the factory's good performance, and the workers all hoped to receive some good gifts during the Chinese New Year.

As a factory manager, he didn't want to disappoint the workers, and recently he's been so worried about the meat they'd get for the New Year that his hair has almost turned white.

The state-run pork supply was tight, with quotas being pitifully small, and even the meat from the black market wasn't enough to cover the factory's welfare expenses.

The wild boar meat in front of me looks so good; it's like a godsend.

Lu Changgui then realized what was happening and stammered an explanation: "We wanted to sell meat, but this young comrade only offered us two cents a pound, which is too low..."

Ma Li quickly began to explain.

"Factory manager, look, this meat is of dubious origin, it doesn't even have a stamp. I was thinking of taking it away for testing, going through the proper channels, but this kid doesn't dare. It's definitely from a diseased pig. I'm doing this for the factory, I'm planning to pay two cents a pound out of my own pocket first..."

"What are you thinking!"

Factory Director Zhang suddenly turned his head and roared at Ma Li.

This powerful voice startled Ma Li, making him tremble.

"Don't think I don't know your tricks!"

Based on what he had heard before, Director Zhang already understood what was going on.

Factory Director Zhang pointed his finger at Ma Li's nose and mercilessly exposed his true colors.

"You're not thinking about 'obscure origins,' you're thinking of squeezing other people's meat down to two cents a pound, pocketing the difference, and then reselling it to the cafeteria or restaurants outside, right?"

"Let me tell you, Ma Li, I'll deal with every single one of you who's a profiteer, taking advantage of public resources, and bullying ordinary people!"

Ma Li's face turned as white as paper in an instant.

He never expected that the factory manager would see right through his little scheme.

"Factory manager, I didn't, I'm innocent..." he stammered, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Injustice?" Factory Director Zhang sneered. "Last month, didn't you confiscate two bags of coal from Old Li, who delivered coal to Lijia Village? The month before last, didn't you extort a basket of eggs from Sister Zhao, who delivered vegetables to Wangjiazhuang?"

"Don't think I don't know about the shady things you've done! I just wanted to see when you'd stop on your own! I never expected you to get so bold, even daring to steal hundreds of pounds of meat!"

"Effective today, you're fired! Pack your things and get out of here!"

Director Zhang's words struck Ma Li's heart like a heavy hammer.

Expelled?

In the 1980s, jobs in state-owned factories were considered secure, and being fired was like the sky falling down.

Ma Li knelt down with a "plop," hugged Director Zhang's leg, and cried with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Factory manager! I was wrong! I'll never do it again! Please give me another chance! I have a wife and children to support!"

"roll!"

Factory Director Zhang kicked him away, his eyes filled with disgust.

"When you bully others, do you ever think about how they also need to support their families?"

"Get out of here now! Don't let me see you in the factory area again!"

Ma Li collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

Zhang Weida ignored him and warmly shook hands with Lu Qingshan. He had already realized that among the two old men and one young man, the one in charge was this young man.

"Young man, let's talk in the office."

The farce ended cleanly and decisively.

Lu Changgui and Lao Liu watched in stunned silence, unable to process what they had just witnessed.

He followed them into the factory in a daze.

They had never seen anything like this before. One second the city folks were swaggering around, and the next they were being fired.

Was it because of a few words from her son?

Looking at his son's profile, Lu Changgui suddenly felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

After finishing dealing with Ma Li in his office, Director Zhang's anger subsided considerably.

He turned around, forcing a friendly smile at Lu Qingshan.

"Young comrade, I'm really sorry, it's because there's a scoundrel in our factory that you've been wronged."

"Thank you so much for getting rid of a pest in our factory."

He rubbed his hands together, then his gaze fell on the large bags of pork, his eyes filled with eagerness.

"How much do you plan to sell this meat for? What price?"

He asked cautiously, afraid that if he offered too low a price, he would scare away this hard-won benefactor.

"The price is negotiable. As long as you're willing to sell to our factory, you definitely won't lose money!"

Lu Qingshan wanted to sell it for a high price, but he was afraid that he would say too low, so he slipped back with a slippery excuse.

"Director Zhang is a straightforward person. If you give me a price and I think it's reasonable, then this meat is from the factory."

These words sounded polite, but when they reached Director Zhang's ears, they made his heart tighten.

This young man is so steady!

He was so steady, unlike a country bumpkin; he seemed more like a seasoned veteran who had traveled all over the country.

He's got his hopes up that I desperately need this batch of meat and is just waiting for me to set a price!

Factory Director Zhang quickly calculated in his mind.

Nowadays, good quality pork costs only 1.2 or 1.3 yuan per jin (500g) on ​​the market, and you still need meat coupons. On the black market, you can sell it for 1.5 yuan without meat coupons, but the quantity is small.

This is several hundred pounds of wild boar meat, no tickets required.

It was a wild boar; someone must have risked their life to hunt it back from the mountains.

If he offers too low a price and offends people, once the meat is taken away, where will he find so many New Year's benefits again?

Hundreds of workers will be watching with bated breath, and he, the factory manager, will lose face.

After much deliberation, Director Zhang had already figured it out.

He slapped his thigh, his voice booming.

"Alright! Young man, you're quite straightforward. I, Old Zhang, am not a petty person either!"

He opened the sack, looked through it, and became more and more satisfied.

"This meat is of impeccable quality! You earned it through your own skill, so it deserves a good price!"

Factory Director Zhang took a deep breath, stared intently at Lu Qingshan, and spoke every word clearly.

"One yuan and forty cents a pound, I'll take them all!"