Courtyard House: The Frog Boy Brings Back a Genetic Potion at the Start

"Uncle One, Uncle Two,"

Hao Jianguo spoke, his tone steady yet his words clear, "Tell me, who wins this bet?"

That one call of "Uncle Yi"

The sound of "Second Uncle" made Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong's ears ache.

They knew that Hao Jianguo had never truly treated them as "big shots."

Look upon.

A few dry coughs escaped Liu Haizhong's throat, his face already ashen.

He was speechless and could only force a smile that looked worse than a grimace at Hao Jianguo. Then he turned to Yi Zhonghai for help—this whole mess was started by Yi Zhonghai, so it was naturally up to him to clean it up.

Yi Zhonghai's face was also clouded with gloom, but this old fox was always good at putting on a show.

Even though the facts were clearly laid out before him, he still refused to admit defeat, and his eyes darted around as he considered denying it again.

"Hao Jianguo, you think you can just win like that?"

Yi Zhonghai raised his chin with a cold laugh, "I haven't even tested it myself yet."

These people's skills aren't up to par; they might have overlooked some problems.

If this mold has even the slightest flaw, you'll lose.

Such a shameless remark caused an uproar among the onlookers.

"How shameless!"

"You're nitpicking, aren't you?"

"You were the one who proposed the bet, and now you're trying to renege on it after losing?"

"So, it only counts if you guys win?"

Amidst the clamor of anger, even Deputy Factory Director Liu frowned.

If it weren't for his status, he would have almost cursed out loud on the spot.

In his eyes, Yi Zhonghai's attitude was extremely ugly.

"Master Yi, don't forget you're an eighth-grade fitter."

Deputy Factory Director Liu spoke in a deep voice, each word like a frozen blade, "This kind of sophistry is too unsightly."

The dissatisfaction in his voice was obvious to everyone.

Yi Zhonghai's face was flushed and pale, but since he had made up his mind not to admit it, he simply threw caution to the wind.

"Director Liu, you're not right."

He straightened his back and argued vehemently, "I'm not being unreasonable, I'm just stating the facts."

"I'm a level eight worker, my eyesight is better than theirs. The problems I can spot, they might not be able to see. That's true, isn't it?"

Deputy Factory Director Liu pursed his lips and nodded reluctantly.

That makes sense, and he can't refute it.

"Especially for precision molds, even the slightest error could lead to a major disaster."

Yi Zhonghai put his hands behind his back and adopted a lecturing posture, saying, "Working requires meticulousness; it's our duty."

Although the workers were furious, they had to admit that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

"So what do you want?"

Deputy Factory Director Liu asked, suppressing his anger.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up.

If the leader is willing to ask, it means there's still a chance for things to turn around.

"I just want justice."

He spoke with righteous indignation and stern words.

Deputy Factory Director Liu was so angry he almost laughed.

This old fox still dares to talk about "fairness".

Two words? When have those who stir up trouble all day long ever spoken of justice?

"justice?"

Deputy Factory Director Liu's voice deepened further, "Fine, tell me, what kind of justice do you want?"

Yi Zhonghai strode up to Hao Jianguo and pointed to the mold: "Let me inspect it myself."

If I can't find any fault with it, then I lose.

Yi Zhonghai's words exuded an undeniable confidence.

As soon as he finished speaking, many people around him frowned.

Yi Zhonghai's confidence stems from his own strengths.

After all, as he said, as an eighth-level fitter, it shouldn't be difficult to find minor flaws in a mold.

Knowing this, the onlookers became increasingly uneasy, fearing that Hao Jianguo, who seemed to have victory in his grasp, would have his plans disrupted by this sudden scheming.

Deputy Factory Director Liu also felt worried, but Yi Zhonghai had already said so much, and if he refused outright, he would inevitably give others grounds for criticism.

He had no choice but to turn his attention to Hao Jianguo and let the parties involved make their own decision.

"Can."

Hao Jianguo calmly uttered only two words.

In an instant, a low gasp rose from all around.

As everyone expected, Hao Jianguo should have been furious at this moment—the mold he made by hand was precise and intact, and the outcome was already clear. Yi Zhonghai's actions were tantamount to deliberately making things difficult for him.

Everyone understands this principle, so how could Hao Jianguo not know it?

However, he agreed without hesitation, without even the slightest doubt, which made several of his close colleagues secretly sweat.

They knew that Hao Jianguo was highly skilled, but even the best skills can have oversights; moreover, when faced with deliberate criticism, even the most solid foundation can be put on the defensive.

Someone almost stepped forward to dissuade him—Hao Jianguo was in the right, and even if he refused, no one would criticize him; instead, they would accuse Yi Zhonghai of misconduct.

Deputy Factory Director Liu gave Hao Jianguo a deep look.

His ideas differed from those of others.

In his eyes, Hao Jianguo was never a reckless or impulsive person, nor would he fight an unprepared battle.

Hao Jianguo's quick agreement at this moment only shows one thing: he is absolutely confident.

Otherwise, he would never have been so composed.

Especially since Hao Jianguo's expression remained calm and composed, without the slightest ripple, which made Deputy Factory Director Liu nod in approval.

Throughout the entire process, he kept observing Hao Jianguo's expression, but the other man never showed the slightest wavering in his eyes.

Such a calm and composed mindset even impressed Deputy Factory Director Liu – how could one remain so composed without a solid foundation?

"Good lad."

Deputy Factory Director Liu silently recited this in his mind.

He originally thought he had overestimated Hao Jianguo, but now it seems he had underestimated him.

This person is like a deep pool, the bottom of which cannot be seen.

"In that case, Yi Zhonghai, go and check it."

Deputy Factory Director Liu spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of warning, "But if no problems can be found, then we must admit defeat as agreed."

Anyone could hear the warning in his words.

At this moment, not only were others stunned, but even Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai themselves were taken aback—they hadn't expected Hao Jianguo to get what he wanted so readily.

Liu Haizhong could barely contain his laughter.

Just moments before, he felt like he had hit rock bottom, and that a whole year's salary compensation would be enough to plunge the Liu family into financial ruin.

He even considered how to plead with Hao Jianguo, even if it meant kneeling and bowing his head, just to get a sliver of leniency.

Liu Haizhong never expected that things would take such a dramatic turn.

This sudden turn of events was a stroke of good fortune for him.

He cast a deep glance at Yi Zhonghai—knowing his old friend as he did, the latter was not about fairness or morality at this moment.

Even if Hao Jianguo's mold is truly flawless, Yi Zhonghai will definitely be able to find some problems.

From this perspective, they have already gained the upper hand; even if it ends in a draw, it would be the best outcome for Liu Haizhong—at least he wouldn't have to pay Hao Jianguo such a large sum of money.

"Haha, young people are just too arrogant."

Yi Zhonghai was secretly pleased with himself.

He was equally surprised that Hao Jianguo would agree so readily.

Yi Zhonghai had prepared a set of arguments, intending to refute them forcefully when the other party argued, but Hao Jianguo agreed so readily that all his prepared words were rendered useless.

Could there be a trap involved?

The thought flashed through Yi Zhonghai's mind, but he immediately suppressed it.

He thought, what could be so strange? It's probably just that Hao Jianguo is too arrogant, relying on his superb skills, believing that Yi Zhonghai can't find any mistakes, which is why he agreed so readily.

Having figured this out, Yi Zhonghai's smile deepened.

It seems that no matter how difficult this kid is, he can't escape the impetuousness of youth; as long as we grasp this point, it will be easy to control him.

"Okay, that's great! I'll check it now."

Yi Zhonghai stepped forward and carefully examined the mold made by Hao Jianguo.

At first, he was full of confidence—with his level eight fitter's eye, finding fault with something was no difficult task. But gradually, his expression became serious.

Even though he and Hao Jianguo were not on good terms, he had to admit at this moment that the mold was extremely precise.

His decades of experience were utterly useless in the face of this work.

That previous certainty has now vanished completely.

Yi Zhonghai tried his best to find flaws, but this "egg"

It was so perfect that not a single flaw could be found.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..."

He murmured to himself, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and even his hands trembling slightly.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's unusual reaction, Liu Haizhong, who had just regained his confidence, felt a pang of anxiety – Yi Zhonghai's reaction was too abnormal, so abnormal that it made people uneasy.

"Old Yi, how's it going? You've been investigating for over ten minutes, have you found the problem yet? Say something!"

Liu Haizhong couldn't help but urge him on.

The more he urged him, the more panicked Yi Zhonghai became, and the more helpless he felt.

Finally, Yi Zhonghai let out a long breath, his whole body seemingly drained of strength, and he slumped to the ground.

Seeing this, Liu Haizhong's heart sank.

His worst fears were about to be realized, yet a sliver of hope remained: "Old Yi, this mold..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yi Zhonghai waved his hand weakly and said with a wry smile, "This mold... is too perfect."

At least I can't see anything wrong with it.

The moment the words left his mouth, Liu Haizhong felt dizzy and his vision went black.

"However—if I can't find the problem, it's because I'm not capable enough."

But is there anything in this world that is perfect? ​​Hao Jianguo's mold must have flaws, I just didn't notice them.

So... so this time it can't be considered a loss, right?

However, at this very moment, Yi Zhonghai shamelessly uttered these words.

Many people around him had long harbored resentment towards him, but who would have thought that Yi Zhonghai would still dare to speak so arrogantly, treating everyone around him like fools.

"Go to hell, Yi Zhonghai! Don't you have any shame? How can you say something like that? Nothing in this world is perfect! If you're so capable, why don't you create a flawless mold yourself!"

"You have such a silver tongue; you can even twist fallacies into a plausible argument."

I'd like to ask you, can you even do the kind of delicate work that Hao Jianguo does? If you can't even do it yourself, what right do you have to ask others to?

"Didn't you just boast about being an eighth-grade fitter? If even an eighth-grade fitter can't find any fault with it, then what's considered a fault?"

"That's ridiculous! You don't consider this a loss? Then tell me, what would constitute a loss?"

Immediately, a chorus of accusations erupted from all around, rendering Yi Zhonghai utterly worthless.

At this moment, he was like a rat crossing the street, hated by everyone.

As for Yi Zhonghai himself, he couldn't find a single word to defend himself—he knew perfectly well how absurd his previous statement was.

Moreover, with Deputy Factory Director Liu right in front of us, if we continue to make trouble, we might really anger this leader.

Right now, you have to bow your head when necessary, otherwise you'll be the one who suffers in the end.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Liu Haizhong, who was also pale-faced beside him, and suddenly felt a little better.

At least he wasn't the only one who lost face; there were others who shared the burden.

As for the matter of causing trouble for Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai felt no remorse whatsoever.

In his view, if Liu Haizhong didn't have his own selfish motives, how could he have been persuaded by him?

If anyone's to blame, it's Liu Hai's fault for being so wicked.

Yi Zhonghai calmed down at this moment, and even felt that he might be able to completely pull Liu Haizhong to his side by provoking him a little.

Of course, that's all for later. Right now, the most important thing is to get through this crisis first.

"I...I give up."

Hao Jianguo, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before, I apologize.

You are truly deserving of the title of workshop foreman.

Now that things have come to this, Yi Zhonghai has no choice but to bow his head and honestly admit his mistake to Hao Jianguo.

Since Yi Zhonghai has already done this, Liu Haizhong will naturally not escape it either.

After they finished speaking, the two turned around and tried to slip away, but Hao Jianguo was not about to let them go so easily.

In fact, Hao Jianguo didn't even need to say anything; his friends had already launched an attack.

"Oh, so you're running away now? There's no such easy way out!"

Someone scoffed and blocked their way.

"Exactly! Weren't you all so arrogant before? You were the ones who made the bet, and now you want to renege on it?"

"Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, you two are supposed to be veteran workers in the factory, yet you don't even have the backbone to accept defeat? Tell me, are you paying me in cash or deducting it from your wages?"

The onlookers around started making a fuss.

Many people had long disliked the behavior of these two, and now that they had the opportunity, they naturally wanted to ridicule them mercilessly.

"I remember someone saying that they used to 'play' like this when they were young."

I thought it was a bet, but it turns out it's a case of cheating.

Laughter erupted from the crowd.