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Ah, right, you need ration coupons to buy things these days, I almost forgot.

"Yes, yes, uncle, wait a minute."

Jiang Yuyan carefully took out the meat ticket from her small handbag and handed it to the uncle.

"Okay, you don't want anything other than fatty meat? You're here early, young man, you can choose first."

Jiang Yuyan thought for a moment, then selected a few more meat bones and radishes to make soup, which was both delicious and nourishing.

After buying the meat, she prepared to go find her second brother and the others.

I glanced over there and saw a large crowd gathered there, with sounds of arguing coming from inside.

Jiang Yuyan jogged over, pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, and before she could even react to what was happening, she heard the counter clerk pointing at Jiang Muyi and hurling insults at her in a sarcastic tone.

"...A beggar huddled in a beggar's area, yet he dares to come to the supply and marketing cooperative. Do you know what kind of place this is? You dare to come here?"

"Get the hell away from me! Don't you know you stink? What if you make our stuff unsellable? Get out of here right now!"

Jiang Muren blushed with anger. "How dare you swear at me? My second brother is not a beggar! Are you blind?"

Jiang Muyi stared at the waitress with a gloomy look in his eyes. "Didn't you hear what I said? I said I wanted the black one—"

"I want it, my ass. Get lost, get lost, you dare to point fingers when you have no money, be careful I'll have the others kick you out." He pointed at Jiang Muyi arrogantly, his face full of disdain.

"Ouch~" Suddenly, the waiter screamed in pain.

Jiang Yuyan grabbed the waiter's randomly pointing finger, twisted it hard, and with a snap, her finger became dislocated.

He watched coldly as she howled pitifully, "Who gave you the right to insult my second brother? Is this your home? Isn't the supply and marketing cooperative a place where everyone can buy things? Why can't we come here?"

With a quick glance, she opened her mouth and said, "Or are you treating the supply and marketing cooperative as your private domain, acting like a tyrant, wanting to call the shots and be the ruler here?"

The onlookers were shocked and nearly scared to death by what the woman said.

waiter:"!!!!!"

"You're talking nonsense, how could I possibly..."

Jiang Yuyan interrupted her rambling, "If not, then why won't you let my second brother come here to buy things? Who do you think you are to accuse ordinary people of being beggars?"

"Or do you mean, in your eyes, someone who is frugal with their food and clothing, saving every penny to send their salary home, is what you call a beggar?"

Immediately, everyone understood that Jiang Muyi's clothes were so tattered because he couldn't bear to buy new ones.

"Oh, this guy is so nice. If you ask me, this waitress should apologize to him. She's always babbling nonsense, and she's insulted almost everyone who comes here."

"Who dares to insult people who are frugal? Our top leader even encourages everyone to be frugal, so how could she be wrong to say that?"

"Call the manager out here. We need an explanation today. This waiter has serious mental problems."

"Yes, call your manager out right now."

"....."

The waitress trembled, "You, you mustn't be talking nonsense. I didn't, I didn't mean anything by it. You're the ones who are making things up."

The manager ran out, saw the situation, and his vision went black.

Damn it, how many times has this happened? Again?

He quickly bowed and apologized, "Excuse me, may I ask—"

Jiang Yuyan: "Manager, this waitress said the supply and marketing cooperative belongs to her family, and she can send whoever she wants. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was picking out high-end products!"

The manager froze, shaking his head frantically without thinking, "That's absolutely not true—"

"If not, then what right does she have to occupy a waitress's seat and insult customers who come in, calling them beggars? Just because their clothes aren't high-end?"

"....." Let's just destroy it.

He glared at the waitress. "What are you standing there for? Come over here and apologize!"

The waitress shrieked, "Why should I apologize to her? Besides, I didn't say anything wrong. Manager, are you blind? Look at what her second brother is wearing—"

With a "smack", Jiang Yuyan slapped her across the face.

He flicked his hand lightly, staring coldly at the waitress, "If you dare to insult my second brother again, even if you don't deal with it here, I'll report you to the city authorities. You believe me?"

The waitress covered her face, met her serious gaze, shuddered, and felt a chill run down her spine.

The manager nearly fainted when he saw her standing there, frozen in place. "Aren't you going to apologize? Do you really want to die?"

Waitress: "..."

Looking at this, Jiang Yuyan thought, "Looks like he has a powerful backer. Even you, the manager, can't touch him."

However, supply and marketing cooperatives are places where ordinary people buy things, yet they are frequently verbally abused by their employees. If this were reported,

If she and her powerful backers are both removed from the job, don't you think this position should be given to someone who is truly dedicated to their work?

One person in the crowd, eyes lighting up, quickly raised his hand. "Comrade, comrade, I have experience in this area. And I have some connections at home, so don't worry! If you trust me, I absolutely—"

"I'm sorry, it was my attitude that was bad, please don't be angry." When the waitress saw the person who came in, her face turned pale, and she immediately bowed and apologized, her tone and attitude changing completely.

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, as if she had suffered a great injustice and looked pitiful.

Unfortunately, no one present sympathized with her; instead, they were even more upset about her crying.

"You still dare to cry? That comrade didn't cry even after you insulted him like that, how dare you cry?"

"Yeah, who would apologize while crying? Or is she just not convinced at all? Should we just report her?"

"I also find it disgusting, I'll try reporting it."

"Yes, let's try it..."

The waitress, feeling humiliated, covered her face and ran away, abandoning her workstation.

Jiang Yuyan raised an eyebrow. How stupid!

"Manager, that colleague abandoned his workstation and ran away. What are we supposed to do, the people who came here early this morning to buy things?"

The manager, drenched in sweat, said, "Comrade, we have other comrades. Xiao Wu, come quick, come and take over."

Jiang Yuyan looked at the middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit who had just spoken, whose demeanor was different from that of a worker.

"Thank you for your help, comrade. If you hadn't pretended to speak up for us, that waiter probably wouldn't have given in so quickly."

Li Zhong, a middle-aged man, looked at the young comrade in front of him with appreciation.

"Comrade, I was serious about what I just said, and we've heard a lot about what's going on with the waiters here, but nobody dares to stand up. Do you dare to be the first?"

Before Jiang Yuyan could speak, Jiang Muyi pulled her behind him.

"I'm her second brother. I'll do whatever she needs to do."

Li Zhong sized him up; he was tall and strong, muscular yet robust, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Suddenly, it occurred to me, "Does this guy know how to drive? My company driver is injured and recovering at home, and we urgently need a driver."

Jiang Muyi: "....."

Jiang Yuyan quickly tugged at her second brother's clothes, but with a tearing sound, the tattered clothes were torn open and hung on Jiang Muyi's body like a rag.

Jiang Muyi looked down at Lu Naitou's chest, then stared blankly at the culprit.

Jiang Yuyan chuckled and poked his exposed belly. "Second brother, if I... I said it was an accident, would you believe me?"

Jiang Muyi gritted his teeth. This girl, all she knows is to use an innocent expression to act cute with him.

Hmph, he's not buying it.

Turning his head, he hugged the tattered cloth and nodded to Li Zhong, "I can drive, but if you knew my situation, you probably wouldn't agree."