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Chapter 83 Fortune and Misfortune Hidden Within (Please Subscribe)

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Zhou Jiasheng was finally satisfied.

Pretending not to see Gao Xiaosheng's forced smile, he offered him a cigarette as a reward.

"Xiao Gao, I'll call my comrade in a bit to arrange a blind date and let you know."

"By the way, tell Li Shuguo to take Jia Dongxu to the main conference room in the office building."

"Let the task force decide how to handle it. He's just a lookout; he didn't even sit at the gambling table. Maybe they'll just give him a few words of advice and let him go."

Gao Xiaosheng nodded speechlessly, silently raising the level of Section Chief Zhou's cunning by two more levels in his mind.

What kind of leader did I run into?

Fearing he might question the blind date plan again, I quickly brushed it off and turned to the main topic.

If Gao Xiaosheng continues to talk about blind dates, it's like putting a big accusation on himself for not separating public and private matters.

Following the leader's lead and talking about Jia Dongxu? That's exactly what Zhou Jiasheng wanted, tantamount to tacitly agreeing to the blind date arrangement.

His lips were tightly pressed together; it was his last act of defiance.

It must be admitted that the saying "a higher-ranking official can crush you" is truly a profound truth!

Especially when direct superiors act unscrupulously and play tricks, it's almost impossible to guard against them, leaving one in a dilemma and truly unable to cope.

Upon reaching the vicinity of the gate, Zhou Jiasheng quickened his pace, taking three steps at a time as he entered the office to call his old comrade-in-arms and share the good news.

Gao Xiaosheng walked straight into the detention room, gave a few perfunctory instructions, and then had Li Shuguo take Jia Dongxu away. He had no intention of using the pretty boy to increase his chances of winning the lottery and salvage any losses.

Throughout the afternoon, aside from two patrols, Gao Xiaosheng stayed in the detention room pondering countermeasures.

These days, although it's impossible to guarantee that every blind date will result in a couple, the success rate is much higher than in later generations.

The reason is simple.

The matchmaker will allocate resources reasonably based on the conditions of both the man and woman. Even if they cannot achieve a perfect match in terms of social status, they can ensure that they are not too different in all aspects, especially in terms of background.

In addition, apart from a very small number of groups such as capitalists, the wealth gap among most urban residents is very small.

To put it bluntly, blind dates are simply about seeing if people's appearances and personalities match, and whether their family backgrounds match what the matchmaker says, similar to a background check process for a company.

Gao Xiaosheng leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.

At first, he had a serious expression and pursed his lips.

Gradually, the muscles in his face relaxed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Two hours ago it was a typical crying horse, now it's a laughing horse, it's that magical.

"Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise; a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise." Everything happens for the best.

Gao Xiaosheng didn't fully understand this statement before, but now he truly believes it!

It's just a blind date, right? I have to go, the sooner the better, preferably this Sunday.

He wants to earn back the money he lost in the gambling case.

In a great mood, Gao Xiaosheng's dissatisfaction with Section Chief Zhou lessened considerably.

Although they ruined his great opportunity to exploit the workers in the gambling den, they offered their own niece as bait for Gao Xiaosheng.

This was not a henpecked husband who groveled before the work group; it was clearly a selfless, righteous, and boundless Bolshevik.

When it was time to leave work, Gao Xiaosheng was preparing to ride his bike home when he suddenly saw Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu, master and apprentice, rushing out of the factory area as if fleeing amidst the whispers and sarcastic glances of the crowd.

Liu Haizhong, He Yuzhu, and Sun Youtian, who walked home with them every day, stood far behind the crowd, their feet feeling like they were made of lead, walking slower than a snail.

"Zhu Zi, Lao Sun, what's going on?" Gao Xiaosheng stepped off the car and pushed it in front of the group, asking.

"Brother Sheng."

"Brother Sheng."

Without hesitation, the two abandoned Liu Haizhong and flanked Gao Xiaosheng, one on the left and one on the right.

"Brother Sheng, you didn't know? Wasn't it you who handled the case? It's spread throughout several workshops." Sun Youtian gave a thumbs up.

"Yeah, even I, who works in the cafeteria, heard about it. Jia Dongxu has fallen into your hands again." He Yuzhu followed suit and gave Gao Xiaosheng a big thumbs up.

To this day, he is still very grateful to Yi Zhonghai. Even though his sister was suspected of being abused by an older woman, when he thinks about how it was the older man who made the decision to arrange for him to work in the steel rolling mill during the most difficult time, He Yuzhu feels that the rain incident may just be a small accident.

But He Yuzhu could only gloat over Jia Dongxu's misfortune.

Serves him right. This pretty boy has been showing off his superiority in front of him since he was a child. Now he's too ashamed to show his face.

"Tell me what exactly happened, Pillar."

Having accepted all the likes, Gao Xiaosheng specifically asked He Yuzhu to clarify his doubts.

For serious matters, he trusted Sun Youtian more, but if he wanted to hear a story, He Yuzhu had to step in.

After all, Sha Zhu likes to talk nonsense. Even the smallest things can be made into a dramatic story by him, like listening to a stand-up comedy routine.

Sun Youtian, on the other hand, was honest and simple-minded, but also clumsy with words. No matter how exciting the scene was, he could describe it in a dry and dull way, making people drowsy, like listening to a math teacher explaining gibberish.

"Okay, I'll do it. Old Sun, remind me if you're wrong about anything."

He Yuzhu spoke and gestured, laughing heartily from time to time, explaining to Gao Xiaosheng the humiliation suffered by Yi Zhonghai and his disciples.

The matter is actually very simple.

Although the working group released the gamblers after giving them a lecture, they sent the list to the workshop director, instructing him to strictly manage and patiently persuade them to make them realize the enormous harm of gambling.

Team leader Wei Bai may have meant well, but he overlooked the fact that workshop directors are all rough and unrefined men.

Having worked in the workshop for so many years, surrounded by the constant roar of the machines, everyone has developed the habit of speaking loudly.

On the surface, the workshop director spoke to Jia Dongxu alone, but in reality, his voice was so loud that the entire workshop could hear it.

Well, the working group might have done it on purpose, creating a public announcement without needing to stamp or post documents.

As a result, everyone in the logistics workshop knew that Jia Dongxu had made another mistake and had once again fallen into Gao Xiaosheng's hands.

This wouldn't normally be a big deal, but Yi Zhonghai's popularity had only just cooled down a few days ago.

People instinctively linked the theft, the swollen face incident, and the gambling case together, gathered for a heated discussion, and reached a consensus: if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too.

Neither the master nor the apprentice were good people, which is why they were repeatedly manipulated by Gao Xiaosheng, the embodiment of justice and a star officer in the security department.

He is a prime example of someone who never learns from mistakes.

While going to the toilet or smoking outside the workshop, the logistics workers spread the story of Yi Zhonghai and his apprentice to other workshops.

Even before the end of the workday, the third canteen was already serving up juicy gossip.

All I can say is that today's workers do physical labor but not mental work, and they even manage to spread gossip during work hours—it's simply amazing!

Of course, the working class is highly conscious and will not do anything that harms innocent bystanders.

All firepower was directed at the master and apprentice, while other gamblers were unaffected.

It's because Jia Dongxu was the only one arrested for earning extra money.

Everyone else gambles for fun and accepts the consequences, but he's obsessed with money and nothing can stop him.

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