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Chapter 151: You want to fight me

"Mom, I won't be home tonight, so don't go out to cook by yourself. I'll have someone send three servings back when it's time for dinner!" Song Tiesheng shouted towards his own home, then looked at Han Hongbing and Chen Daxi:

"I thought Third Brother came alone, so I didn't bother to be polite with him. Now that both of you are here, how can I let you two get away? Last time, the Workers and Peasants' Union hadn't decided who was the Big Brother yet, so just follow my instructions!"

"You're just making arrangements for nothing. Just save the money you have. I'll treat you." Xie Hushan said to Song Tiesheng.

Song Tiesheng smiled and made a big circle around himself with his hands:
"Third brother, this is called the railway. I may not have money, but I can still afford to treat you to a meal. Have you heard of the Railway Workers Club in Bingyang County?"

Xie Hushan shook his head honestly. All the major factories in Bingyang County had their own workers' clubs. The problem was that no matter which one it was, they all targeted the workers in their own factory and it was impossible for them, farmers with nothing but sorghum in their heads, to go in and broaden their horizons.

"Okay, let's go to the club. I'll make the arrangements." Song Tiesheng pushed the 28-inch bicycle left by his father and called Xie Hushan.

Then he pushed the cart and looked at Han Hongbing and Chen Daxi who were looking towards the entrance of the alley:
"Hey~ Second brother, Daxi, what are you two looking at? What's wrong? You didn't even come in even though you were at my doorstep. If I hadn't come out to see Third Brother off, I wouldn't have seen you two. What do you mean, do you look down on me and refuse to come into my house?"

"Forget it. We're watching the bicycle and we're afraid it might get lost." Han Hongbing explained as he followed him towards the entrance of the alley.

Song Tiesheng looked at the entrance of the alley more than ten meters away, then looked at the two idiots, and asked doubtfully:
"You must have drunk a lot of liquor, so why don't you two push us into the alley?"

"The alleys here are as narrow as drainage ditches. It's too crowded for two people to walk side by side. I'm afraid the bike will be damaged." Chen Daxi said nearby.

Song Tiesheng patted his 28-inch bicycle and said with disdain:

"It's no wonder that farmers have a hard life. Everything is good, but bicycles are just tools, not treasures. Bumps and bruises are common."

"And look at what you two said. Are you afraid of losing it? You look down on us railway workers. In our area, we have never seen anyone so despicable as to steal bicycles from you country folks... Shit! Did you three ride this here?!"

Before he could finish his words of disgust, Song Tiesheng's eyes widened. At the entrance of the alley, there were three bicycles parked side by side that he had never seen before. They had headlights and turn signals installed in the front and gear levers installed on the beams. They looked so good that people would believe they were small motorcycles.

“Is this a bicycle?”

Han Hongbing took out the key to open the chain lock, patted his own bike, and said to Song Tiesheng in a deliberately sarcastic tone:
"It's the workers who ride the 28-inch bicycle every day. We farmers have a hard life and can only ride high-end Japanese bikes. We feel miserable."

Song Tiesheng lifted up the pedals of his 28-inch bicycle, leaned forward to touch it carefully, and praised it:

"Before at the dinner table, Third Brother said he got you all a bicycle, but I didn't take it seriously. What kind of junky bicycle is worth getting from Hong Kong Island? Now I see that these are definitely the only 16 bicycles Third Brother got in the whole county. They are more eye-catching than riding a motorcycle."

"The one on the far left is mine. If you like it, keep it and ride it." Xie Hushan was walking at the end. At this time, he pushed Song Tiesheng's 28-inch bicycle and said to Song Tiesheng.

"I... Third brother, I can't ride it... You ride it. It's a very valuable thing. If you ride it out for a while, you will have to carry back so many sisters-in-law." Song Tiesheng waved his hand to refuse.

Xie Hushan was generous and said that he had seen this before, but this thing was someone else's favorite thing, so he couldn't be so tactful.

Moreover, this thing doesn't look like something that ordinary people can touch. If you really break it by riding it carelessly, Song Tiesheng won't know where to repair it.

"It's just a show bike, and it's not suitable for rural roads. People are reluctant to ride it, fearing that it will be damaged by the bumps. It's not as durable as a 28-inch bicycle. Let's exchange it. When you're done riding it, send it back to me. It's just a decoration for me in the countryside. Besides, my buddy Lao Yang has another one, but he doesn't need it, so I can ride his anyway." Xie Hushan smiled and urged Song Tiesheng:
"Don't waste time, hurry up, this is work for the club, ride up and lead the way."

Song Tiesheng was dissatisfied with everything else except Xie Hushan's magnanimity. He really had the aura of a warlord commander in the movies, otherwise why would rural troublemakers like Han Laoer and Chen Daxixi be willing to call him commander and attack wherever he directed with just one word?

Although Song Tiesheng looks big and strong, he is actually a bit sensitive because he lost his father. If someone says something that makes him uncomfortable or if someone's words hurt his heart, he will definitely start a fight.

But the generosity of this third brother Xie Hushan towards others is not the kind of sarcastic false politeness, nor is it that he gives it to others out of pity. He definitely does not have those emotions.

It’s like no matter how valuable something is, in Xie Hushan’s eyes it’s just like a bowl of wine. It doesn’t matter whether he drinks it or not. If any of his brothers also want to drink it, he will not hesitate at all and give the thing to them.

When Song Tiesheng read the comic book of "Water Margin" before, he couldn't understand why Liangshan could allow a guy like Song Jiang to be the boss, nor did he understand why after he was captured, the Liangshan heroes would risk their lives to go to Jiujiang to rob the execution ground.

What's wrong with these heroes that they have to save such a cowardly loser?
Now I understand a little bit, there is a reason why he is the big brother.

Song Tiesheng is two years older than Xie Hushan and Han Hongbing. He can call Han Hongbing "second brother", but he always calls Xie Hushan "third brother". Even though Xie Hushan is younger than him, he still calls him "third brother" wholeheartedly.

He is a very generous person, and he is really good to his friends. He gave him 100 yuan when they were strangers before, and he gave him another 500 yuan when he helped him with a small favor. Now he came to visit his mother and brought a lot of things. Just because he saw some things he liked, he gave her an imported bicycle.

If this kind of person is not the big brother, then who else can be the big brother?

If anyone disobeys him, he doesn't even have to do anything, everyone around him will help him deal with the other person.

"Thank you, Third brother. I won't be polite then! I have no older brothers or sisters and I'm the eldest in the family. After I met Third brother, I realized how nice it is to have a brother!" Song Tiesheng was no longer polite. He laughed and climbed onto the picnic bicycle. He asked Han Laoer to teach him how to adjust the lights, gears, etc. After he figured it out, he rode the bicycle and took the three of them to the Railway Workers Club.

Relying on steel and coal mines, the railway system in Yaoshan area has obviously developed very well and is also the unit that recovered the fastest from the earthquake.

The newly built Railway Workers Club is considered the best workers club in Bingyang County. Outside the main gate is a large square. The main building of the club is four stories high. As Song Tiesheng introduced to the three farmers who came to the city, it has all kinds of cultural and entertainment venues, including a dance hall, a restaurant, a table tennis hall, a movie hall, a billiard hall, a chess and card hall, a library, and a performance hall...

In short, the club has all the cultural and entertainment that workers can think of, and also all the cultural and entertainment that workers cannot think of.

Compared with this club, the office building of the county party committee compound is like a dirty and messy village in the city.

It was about four in the afternoon when they arrived at the Club Square.

The square was filled with groups of young people, the youngest being fifteen or sixteen years old, and the oldest being about twenty years old, about the same age as Xie Hushan, Song Tiesheng and the other three.

Generally, they are those who did not find a job in a factory after graduating from junior high school, and they wander around in places like this all day doing nothing.

Or they might roller skate in the square, flirt with girls, steal a few cents from home, or even find a way to sneak into a club without paying a ticket and watch a movie for free.

Song Tiesheng was very familiar with this place. Before he took over his father's job and joined the railway, he often spent the whole day in places like this.

As soon as the three picnic bicycles appeared in the square, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the square. There was no way around it, as such avant-garde-shaped bicycles were indeed a rarity in the small town of Bingyang County in 1979.

A group of young boys were chasing after the bicycle, which blocked Xie Hushan, who was one step behind on his 28-inch bicycle, and he could only shout:

"Make way! Make way! Boil water!"

Song Tiesheng rode to the bicycle shed. He usually never parked his bicycles in such places, but today, he put the three bicycles under the nose of the old man who was watching over the bicycles, and willingly counted out six cents and handed it to him, saying:
"Take good care of these three cars for me, Lao Xia! If one of them is lost, I will ride on your neck to and from get off work!"

Seeing Xie Hushan also coming to park his car, Song Tiesheng waved his hand:

"Third brother, just throw it wherever there are more people. Don't lock it. If a thief steals it, I'll be lucky and they can help me buy a new car."

After parking the car, Song Tiesheng took the three of them inside and bought four tickets at the internal price to watch a movie. The movie that was about to be shown in the theater was a foreign film, a Hungarian film, "The Goose Boy, Maji".

After hearing the crappy title of this movie, Han Laoer and Chen Daxixi said they didn't want to watch it anymore. As a glorious Chinese farmer, do I really need my foreign friends from Hungary to teach me how to raise geese?
Chen Daxixi, in particular, suggested that they go to the dance hall to have some fun. He wanted to watch young girls and wives dancing ballroom dance.

Song Tiesheng persuaded Chen Daxi for a long time, saying that they had to finish the movie and dinner as soon as possible, when the female comrades would get off work and the club's dance hall would be popular and no one would skip work in the afternoon to go dancing.

He also repeatedly assured that he had seen the movie and it must be good, and then he led the three people into the cinema.

Out of trust in Song Tiesheng, Han Laoer and Chen Daxixi sat in the cinema. Then after the lights went out, they watched the boring news broadcast for half an hour with gritted teeth and almost strangled Song Tiesheng to death.

Song Tiesheng felt very wronged. He was very curious why Han Laoer and Chen Daxixi didn’t have to watch a news clip before watching a movie?

This is a common practice in all cinemas in the city. Before the movie is officially shown, a clip unrelated to the movie will be added, similar to the news broadcast, and the name is "News Brief".

They are mainly recent news clips about national leaders receiving foreign guests, or holding meetings, as well as which foreign leaders visit China and tour China's beautiful territory.

Xie Hushan, Han Hongbing and Chen Daxixi grew up watching open-air movies, which do not show news extras.

It cannot be said that it will not be shown, it will be broadcast, but the chances are very small because people in rural areas can choose not to watch it. Basically, people will only go out of their homes when the main film is shown.

Song Tiesheng has been watching movies in this kind of cinema since he was a child. He has to watch them because he doesn't want the movie tickets to go to waste, so over the years, he has become accustomed to watching the half-hour news broadcast before watching a movie.

He was very envious when he heard Han Laoer say that there was no such boring news in rural movie screenings.

While the three men were enduring with gnashing teeth, Xie Hushan was watching with great interest. The news contained three things in total: a brief overview of the Sino-Vietnamese War, discussions at the Shekou Special Economic Zone meeting, and the 25th anniversary of the establishment of the Railway Corps.

Especially the discussion at the Shekou Special Economic Zone meeting, the direct broadcast of the speeches of the participants at the meeting has rarely been seen in news in later generations.

Anyway, I haven't seen Xie Hushan very often, and now it sounds very interesting to sit in the cinema and watch a group of people discussing a certain topic in various dialects.

Basically, the country established the Shekou Special Economic Zone in January, and this issue caused controversy between the two sides at the meeting.

The gist of a speech by an old comrade was that since the country had created the Shekou Special Economic Zone, it had to treat everyone equally; why couldn't we create another special economic zone, continue to maintain collectivization, keep prices low, and allow people to buy things with coupons, and then compare the performance of the two special economic zones?

Then another person directly responded, saying roughly what you want to compare, China has always been what you said before and now.

Xie Hushan felt that this meeting clip was full of gunpowder. Although the conversation was polite and friendly, it was clear from the content of the conversation.

This kind of conference discussion will not be able to be presented directly to the public in 2024 for the public to discuss and judge.

As for the movie, it was not as impressive to Xie Hushan as the news. The Hungarian protagonist Madiba in the movie was a bit like the legendary comedy heroes like Robin Hood and Zorro that were passed down from mouth to mouth.

After the movie, it was getting dark. Xie Hushan and his three companions came out to smoke a cigarette before going to eat. But as soon as they walked out of the main door, they saw a group of people gathered at the bicycle shed.

Xie Hushan didn't move, just lowered his head to light a cigarette. Song Tiesheng, Han Hongbing and Chen Daxixi were worried that their bicycles would be damaged by someone, so they didn't even have time to smoke and hurriedly squeezed past.

Within two minutes, a stream of foul language was heard, and then three young men squeezed out of the crowd, covering their bleeding heads and running out. Song Tiesheng came back with a chain in his hand as if nothing had happened and said to Xie Hushan:

"A few guys from Dongtai who came to play billiards dared to come to the railway to act like masters and ask how much they can sell it for. What does the railway need from them?"

Dongtai is an urban village in Bingyang County. It has several small community-run factories and its living standards are quite good among city residents.

"You take them here to play. I'll go to the steel plant guesthouse to get a room and figure out how to do business. Don't delay your work. Come to the guesthouse to find me when you've eaten and had enough fun." Xie Hushan was not interested in fighting over fashionable things. He would avoid fighting a useless fight if possible.

It looked like there would be a fight tonight, so he planned to go to the guesthouse to rest under the pretext of doing some business.

When Song Tiesheng heard that Xie Hushan was doing serious business, he no longer insisted and took Han Hongbing and Chen Daxixi to the railway restaurant for dinner.

Xie Hushan took some old train tickets that Song Tiesheng had found for him and a purchasing letter of introduction that he had written for the three of them, and booked two rooms at the guesthouse of the Bingyang State-owned Iron and Steel Plant of the Ministry of Industry, one single room and one double room.

He slept in one room and waited for Han Hongbing and Chen Daxixi to come over after drinking and sleep in another room.

The local guesthouse is far inferior to the Sungang Railway Station Guesthouse in terms of hardware facilities, but because the passenger flow is not as high as that of Sungang, the sheets and quilts do seem to be cleaner than there.

Just as I was resting on the bed, someone knocked on the door. A female voice, obviously not young, asked through the door:
"Comrade, would you like to have dinner? Steamed buns, rice porridge, pickled vegetables, pickled eggs, peanuts, broad beans, and white wine..."

This was a side job secretly done by the families of the workers of the Bingyang Iron and Steel Plant. They made the food themselves or bought it from the canteen at a low price, and then sold it to the guests who lived in the guesthouse but were reluctant to spend money and use the national food coupons to eat in the guesthouse canteen.

The guesthouse basically doesn't care about such things. They are all family members of the steel plant workers, and they see each other every day. Moreover, even if the business of the guesthouse canteen is taken away by these people, it will not affect the state's payment of wages to the guesthouse employees.

Xie Hushan opened the door. Standing at the door was a woman in her forties or fifties, carrying a basket. When she saw Xie Hushan open the door, she looked at him and asked:
"What can you eat, comrade? It's still hot."

"Is there any pig blood porridge, Auntie?" Xie Hushan deliberately changed his accent and asked the auntie.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xie Hushan: "Young man, what are you talking about?"

"I'm asking, do you have pig blood porridge for sale?" Xie Hushan bit his tongue hard and asked again in stiff Mandarin. The other party was so anxious that he simply lifted the cloth covering the basket and muttered:

"Where did this southern barbarian come from? How come he speaks Chinese like that... Comrade, everything is here. Here are just a few dishes. What do you want to eat?"

Another middle-aged woman came down the corridor carrying a basket. She seemed to be a companion to the woman Xie Hushan was talking to. "What are you selling?"

"He's a southern barbarian. He can't speak human language and I couldn't understand him. He mumbled something with his pouting mouth and I didn't understand it either." The aunt said to the middle-aged woman.

Xie Hushan looked in the basket and picked up a bottle of Yaoshan Daqu. The aunt's eyes lit up immediately:
"This is our local fine wine, better than Xifeng, two dollars and fifty cents..."

The supply and marketing cooperative sells it for 1.8 yuan, but the old lady raised the price to 2.5 yuan for herself. It's really unfair. When I was checking in just now, the old lady at the counter of the guesthouse only sold it to me for 2.1 yuan.

Xie Hushan looked at the aunt, who looked like an outsider: "Good wine?"

"Good wine!"

"People in our place keep the good wine for themselves." Xie Hushan put down the white wine, and finally took two steamed buns and a portion of pickles.

The steamed buns sold by the auntie are obviously steamed from finely ground white flour, and are not the same as the black-flour steamed buns eaten in the countryside.

"1.2 cents each, and pickles for 0.2 cents each." The old lady looked regretful when she saw that Xie Hushan didn't order white wine.

Xie Hushan seemed not to notice and took out a large stack of banknotes from his pocket. He took out half of it and immediately put it back. Finally, he took out three one-cent bills from his trouser pocket and asked the aunt for change.

After the old lady gave the change, she picked up the basket and left with her companion. Xie Hushan lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of the steamed buns. He noticed out of the corner of his eye that when the two of them left, the middle-aged woman kept looking back at him.

Xie Hushan had returned to the room less than three minutes ago. He thought Han Laoer and Chen Daxixi would drink until midnight, but unexpectedly Chen Daxixi came back first, with a depressed look on his face.

When Xie Hushan asked, he found out that after Song Tiesheng took the two of them to the dance hall to see what was going on, the scene was different from what he had imagined, with men and women hugging each other and dancing. Instead, men and women stood in a row, eight hundred meters apart.

What's more, they were all revolutionary songs. After listening to just two songs, Chen Daxi had an urge to pick up a hoe and go to work in the fields.

What’s worse is that no female comrades are willing to pay attention to him, even if he raises his wrist with the digital watch almost above his head.

On the contrary, Han Lao Er, with his Hong Kong shirts, electronic watches, and his attitude of not caring about women, is quite popular. Some female comrades even approached him to talk to him.

This made Da Xi Dao Xin devastated, and he came to the guesthouse to find Xie Hushan, wanting Xie Hushan to explain why, with the same equipment, Han Lao Er was approached by female comrades, but no one paid attention to him.

"It's mainly because city girls have no taste, Daxi." Xie Hushan said to Daxi against his will:
“You have to believe that sooner or later there will be a girl with bad eyesight… a girl with good eyesight who will fall in love with you at first sight.

Chen Daxi chatted with Xie Hushan for a few words and was about to go back to his room next door to sleep. Xie Hushan said:
"Just in time for you to come back. Please listen to what's going on in my room next door."

Daxi looked at Xie Hushan, then at the door. Although he was not as tacit as Han Laoer, he had been hanging out with Xie Hushan for many years. He asked:
"Baited?"

"What if there is someone selling scrap steel?" said Xie Hushan.

Daxi nodded and went back to his room.

After a while, it was as if there was a market outside Xie Hushan's door. Every few minutes, someone would knock on the door to solicit business. Food, clothing, and several local snacks were served one after another.

Xie Hushan would open the door every time and negotiate with the other party in Cantonese, and it would be after ten o'clock before things finally calmed down. It was possible that the people who came to sell goods were all family members of the factory, and they were not involved in the factory's business. He wasted half a day but did not get any information about scrap steel.

It looks like I'll have to pretend to be a foreigner and visit each of those steel mills tomorrow.

When Xie Hushan was daydreaming, there were three knocks on the door, and a woman's voice was lowered:

"Brother, is the pot going to collapse?"

"No, I don't have any money, and I'm from the south. I don't understand what this means?" Xie Hushan deliberately shouted towards the door in two accents.

There is no real lady in Bingyang County. At most, there are secret agents. Xie Hushan even suspected that there might not even be any real secret agents, only various scams.

This is also what Cheng Yunfei told him when they were chatting on the train. He said that when staying in guesthouses in different places, if a woman knocks on the door, even if she says something nice, you don't have to open the door, because there are no real secret doors.

Those women don't make money by selling their bodies. They think it's shameful and mainly rely on blackmailing others. As soon as a woman came in and said a few words, four or five big men would rush out behind her and say that the man was being a hooligan with his wife and wanted to send him to the police station.

If you want to keep the peace and keep your job, you have to pay money to compensate for other people's losses. If you are in a foreign country and want to keep your job, you will probably have to pay as much as you can.

This phenomenon exists basically everywhere. If the buyers who travel abroad all year round like colors and cannot control their crotches, they have 100% experienced spending money to avoid disaster.

The woman then increased her temptation:

"Cheap, just one cent..."

Xie Hushan was a little curious. It was not that he couldn't control himself about the matter between men and women, but he was mainly curious about the other party's billing method.

What a talent! One cent for one. These words are very tempting to men with kidney deficiency and who like colors... One cent can make you feel good ten times.

He opened his mouth again to signal the other party to leave, but this woman was very persistent and kept seducing Xie Hushan outside, saying that from the sound of Xie Hushan's voice, he looked like a young man and she liked young people, so she asked him to make it cheaper, like 8 cents.

Xie Hushan sighed and sat up from the bed. They brought this upon themselves and he couldn't blame himself.

And these bastards really deserve to be punished. Do outsiders deserve to be cheated by them? Do Yaoshan's reputation deserve to be ruined by these scumbags?
"I'm not looking for women, I collect scrap steel. Do you have any scrap steel? Pretty girl?" Xie Hushan asked, standing behind the door.

The woman deliberately spoke softly: "As long as you open the door, I have everything."

"How much is scrap steel per ton?" Xie Hushan continued to ask.

"Five hundred dollars a ton..."

"Is it true? I really am asking about the price of steel."

"Open the door and I'll tell you slowly."

Xie Hushan waited until the other party finished saying this, then immediately opened the door. The woman outside the door flashed in, closed the door herself, and then pushed Xie Hushan towards the bed.

"Don't be so anxious, pretty girl." Xie Hushan glanced at the other person. She was a woman in her twenties, and she was indeed not ugly.

Before he could even squeeze the woman's hand, the door was pushed open, and five big men with weapons in their hands rushed in from outside. The leader started to curse:
"How dare you seduce my wife? Get down!"

The woman also pushed Xie Hushan back and retreated to her companions. Xie Hushan took a few steps back obediently, holding his head in his hands: "Boss, it's none of my business. I was discussing the scrap steel business with her..."

"What is this southern barbarian saying?" The leading man didn't understand what Xie Hushan said and asked his companions.

"Speak Mandarin!" Another man pointed at Xie Hushan with a steel pipe and said, "Can you speak Mandarin?"

“Yes, yes, yes…”

"You touched my wife and made me a cuckold. I'll handcuff you and take you away!" The leading man shouted in a threatening voice at Xie Hushan.

"No, no, no, I really want to talk about business, big guys, please let me go." Xie Hushan said repeatedly: "I want to talk about business."

Several people looked at each other, and finally the leader glared and said, "Handcuff him! Send him to the factory police department for resolution!"

As he was talking, the other party actually took out a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed Xie Hushan directly. Xie Hushan did not resist, but raised his hands timidly, but kept muttering that he was wronged and that it was a business negotiation.

Several people pushed him out of the guesthouse and walked towards the security department of the factory.

Chen Daxixi had been standing in the corridor when the noise started. When the other party was about to take Xie Hushan away, he had already run to the bicycle shed of the guesthouse and rode his bicycle to inform Han Hongbing.

In the duty room of the security department of Bingyang Iron and Steel Plant, Xie Hushan was squatting on the ground with his hands handcuffed, while the woman and several men were standing or sitting in the room, just like at home.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a police uniform walked in from outside, threw his hat on the desk, leaned against the desk with a drunken face, and stared down at Xie Hushan:
"I think you should be interrogated thoroughly, and then your unit should be notified to pick you up and give an explanation."

"I am really helping the factory purchase scrap steel." Xie Hushan gave the other party a forced smile and said, "Leader, can you make an exception?"

The other party took out a box of Zhonghua cigarettes, and someone immediately helped to light it. He took a sip and sneered at Xie Hushan:

"Make concessions? You behaved like a hooligan to the family members of our factory workers. How do you think you can make concessions? Forget it. You'll be fired from your post and put in prison for a few years to learn a lesson. Tell me, what are you doing in Bingyang? What's your purpose!"

"The factory sent me to Bingyang County to purchase scrap steel."

"how to prove?"

Xie Hushan took out the letter of introduction and the thick stack of banknotes he had prepared with great effort, placed them on the table, and squatted back obediently.

"Zhongping Cold Rolled Strip Steel Plant, thanks to Comrade Hushan..." The other party picked up the introduction letter and muttered:

"Is there a place called Zhongping in the southern barbarians?"

"How much is this, what money?"

"Seven thousand yuan, payment for the goods. The lady said five hundred yuan a ton, so I opened the door. As soon as I opened the door, she..."

"It's deducted! This is the fine for you being a hooligan with a lesbian!"

"Leader, that's the payment for the goods, I..." Xie Hushan was anxious to stand up.

When the other party glared at him, Xie Hushan squatted back down with his head in his arms, saying only:
"That's really the purchase money, boss. I really am collecting scrap steel..."

"I see you want to get in! Work is more important than money?" The other party chuckled and grabbed the stack of money in his hand and slapped it a few times, then opened the drawer and threw it in, locked it, and said to Xie Hushan:

"I've seen a lot of people like you. They're all very reasonable. You're still young, how come you can't figure it out? The factory's money is lost, and if you lose your job because of something like this, how are you going to explain it to the factory and your parents?"

At this moment, a whistle was heard outside, attracting the attention of everyone in the room.

Someone walked out of the door and looked outside. Three fashionable bicycles with double flash warning lights were parked not far away, and the lights flickered.

Behind the three cars, there were more than a dozen bicycles, and next to each bicycle stood a young man with a cigarette in his mouth.

At this time, Xie Hushan slowly stood up in the room and looked at the middle-aged man in uniform. The previous timidity on his face disappeared. He tilted his neck, making a clicking sound, and said in Yaoshan dialect:
"I am the director of the Zhongping Production Brigade and the director of the Zhongping Cold-Rolled Strip Steel Plant. Who the hell do you think I should answer to?"

"I think you might want to kill me and everyone else outside. You don't have to explain this. If one of you survives, your whole family will die. That's what I say."

When the other party saw Xie Hushan suddenly change to a local accent and speak harsh words, they subconsciously wanted to step forward and slap him. Xie Hushan grabbed the other party's hand with both hands, raised his leg and kicked the other party in the crotch, knocking him to the ground, then reached out to grab the handcuff key on the other party's waist. The other people wanted to step forward, but Han Hongbing, Chen Daxixi, Song Tiesheng and others had already rushed in from outside the door, and all of them, regardless of gender, fell to the ground.

Xie Hushan undid his handcuffs, sat down on the desk, and threw the key to the drawer containing the payment to Han Hongbing:

"Five hundred yuan a ton, but they charged me seven thousand. They didn't deliver the goods and detained me. It's obvious that the steel factory wants to fight with the Zhongping Production Brigade. Someone go and deliver a letter to Secretary Han. We are in the right and we need support urgently."

(End of this chapter)