Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

Chen Fei understood that this was naked revenge.

Take a deep breath and try to calm your anger and resentment.

"Okay, I'll wait and see what you can do." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped again by Qin Huairu's words.

"Chen Fei, don't blame us for being cruel. Remember, the workplace is like a battlefield. If you make a mistake, all of them will go wrong." Qin Huairu's voice echoed behind Chen Fei, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, cutting him painfully.

As night fell, Chen Fei lay in bed, tossing and turning. He knew that this night was destined to be sleepless.

The conspiracy of Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu was like a huge rock pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. But he knew better that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on every corner of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, Chen Fei was ready.

In the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, a land where steel and sweat are intertwined, the canteen is not only a place for workers to fill their stomachs, but also a hotbed of all kinds of gossip and power struggles.

Sha Zhu, the head chef of the cafeteria, calls himself the "uncrowned king" here. His laughter often echoes in the greasy steam, with unquestionable authority.

However, this peace is about to be broken by an unexpected wind.

Chen Fei, an unknown new worker, caught the attention of Sha Zhu by chance.

In Sha Zhu's eyes, Chen Fei's appearance was like a grain of sand, which was an eyesore and had to be removed.

Thus, a plan quietly formed in his mind - transfer Chen Fei to the cafeteria, and then force him to make mistakes step by step until he was expelled.

Qin Huairu, another force that cannot be ignored in the factory, is a charming but thoughtful woman who has a subtle understanding with Sha Zhu.

She knew Sha Zhu's intentions very well, and she understood what this meant to her.

Qin Huairu had a little plan in mind. She hoped to take this opportunity to not only weaken Chen Fei's position, but also to allow her daughter Yu Li to completely get rid of the entanglement with Chen Fei and achieve the "perfect ending" in her mind.

"Shazhu, you have to get this done for me." Qin Huairu said to Shazhu in a corner of the cafeteria in a low voice, with a gleam in her eyes that could not be refused.

Sha Zhu patted his chest and promised solemnly: "Don't worry, Qin Huairu, I have my own way to deal with Chen Fei."

There was an unusual atmosphere in the cafeteria.

Chen Fei, the young man who should have been working hard in the workshop, was suddenly transferred here and became Sha Zhu's "assistant".

Faced with this sudden change, although Chen Fei was surprised, he did not show it, and secretly thought about how to gain a foothold in this complicated environment.

Sha Zhu's plan went unusually smoothly. He deliberately arranged a series of tedious and error-prone tasks for Chen Fei, trying to lure Chen Fei into making mistakes.

However, what Sha Zhu had not expected was that Chen Fei not only did not fall as he wished, but instead relied on his extraordinary wit and diligence to escape danger time and time again, winning the admiration of his fellow workers.

These changes made Sha Zhu feel unprecedentedly frustrated.

He began to openly make things difficult for Chen Fei in the cafeteria, his words full of provocation and disdain.

But Chen Fei always managed to respond in a way that was effective and effective, neither offending anyone nor preserving his own dignity.

Qin Huairu, watching all this behind the scenes, was pleased with Chen Fei's perseverance, but also worried that Sha Zhu's anger would affect her.

She began to realize that she might have underestimated this young man, or perhaps she had been on the wrong side from the beginning.

As night fell, Qin Huairu returned home alone, her heart full of worries.

Not leaving any food for Shazhu was a silent protest against his behavior today, and also a thoughtful consideration of his future choices.

And Sha Zhu, under the lights of the cafeteria, tasted the bitterness of failure alone. The satisfaction of being needed in his heart was gradually replaced by an anger of being exploited.

A storm surrounding Chen Fei is quietly brewing at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Chen Fei stood at the window of the dormitory, looking at his busy co-workers in the distance.

Under the moonlight last night, he talked with his good friend Sha Zhu until late at night, and decided to take the first step to change their destiny - transfer to work in the cafeteria, where there is better treatment and less physical work.

The next day, Sha Zhu, dressed simply but with a determined look in his eyes, walked into Director Li's spacious and slightly depressing office.

The door opened slightly, and a scent mixed with the smell of tobacco and old book pages blew in. Director Li was buried in a mountain of documents with a frown on his face.

"Hey, Shazhu, how come you have time to come to my place today?" Director Li looked up with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Sha Zhu took a deep breath, straightened his back, and said bluntly: "Director Li, I came here to ask you for a favor."

"Oh? Tell me about it." Director Li put down the pen in his hand and looked at him with interest.

"It's like this, Director Li, I would like to ask you to transfer Chen Fei to the cafeteria." Although Sha Zhu's voice was soft, it revealed an unquestionable firmness.

Upon hearing this, Director Li smiled meaningfully, "Oh? Chen Fei didn't come himself, but sent you to be a lobbyist? Is he embarrassed to see me or what?"

Sha Zhu cursed Director Li's old fox style in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface: "Director Li, you know that Chen Fei is an introvert, and it's embarrassing for him to talk to you directly. But we have a deep brotherly relationship, and his business is my business."

Director Li tapped the table lightly, his eyes sharp, "Shazhu, you have to be sincere when you ask someone to do something for you, right? It's not appropriate for you to come here empty-handed."

Sha Zhu's heart skipped a beat. He had expected this to happen, but he didn't expect Director Li to be so straightforward.

He secretly calculated that Director Li had always had a big appetite.

"Director Li, you see, this was just a momentary oversight on my part." Sha Zhu said as he fumbled in his pocket and finally pulled out two crumpled big unity banknotes and gently placed them on the table. "Please accept this as a token of my appreciation."

Director Li glanced at the banknotes on the table, his eyes flashing with disdain: "Silly Zhu, I'm afraid your little money can't even buy the ashtray on my table."

Sha Zhu's face changed slightly, but he knew that if he retreated at this time, all his efforts would be wasted.

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Director Li, I understand what you mean. So, as long as you are willing to help, I will think of you first when I have good things in the future. As for the money, it is just the beginning. Don't worry, I will never let you down in the future."

Upon hearing this, Director Li smiled with satisfaction. He weighed the banknotes on the table and said slowly:

"Silly Zhu, I accept your kindness. However, I have to say this in advance. I believe in fair trade. Whether Chen Fei can go to the cafeteria depends on his own luck."

Although Sha Zhu was unwilling, he could only nod in agreement.

In this place where power is supreme, if you want to get something, you must pay the corresponding price.

The moment he walked out of Director Li's office, Sha Zhu's back looked particularly heavy.

But he knew that for Chen Fei and their future, it was all worth it.