Silly Zhu's Moving: The Old Neighbor's Nightmare

Chapter 73 Director Huang

At the main gate of the steel rolling mill, Director Huang, the military representative stationed inside the mill, was resting in a chair.

From afar, I could see a young man pushing a bicycle, preparing to leave the factory.

I checked the time; it was only a little past four. The factory was working overtime to meet production targets.

Why is this young man leaving get off work so early? Even though some staff in the logistics department usually leave early...

That depends on the situation. No one went out today. What's wrong with this young man?

Shazhu saw a man in military uniform sitting in a chair waving at him.

He quickly pushed his bicycle over and walked over. Just as he reached it...

Then the soldier said, "Young man, take off your factory tag so I can take a look."

Sha Zhu quickly handed over the factory entry/exit badge hanging around his neck.

Director Huang took it and examined it carefully, then said, "You're from the kitchen/canteen."

"Why are you leaving get off work so early? I heard that most people in the factory work overtime, and even those who don't usually leave this early."

Sha Zhu saw that the man was wearing a military uniform and should be a soldier stationed at the factory.

It was to prevent sabotage by spies, out of love for soldiers.

Sha Zhu quickly poured out his entire situation.

What?! My dad ran off with someone else? We don't live near the steel mill, and it's not safe to go home late.

I also need to bring my younger sister back, but the house will take about two months to build before we can move back in.

After understanding the situation, Director Huang looked at the bicycle that Sha Zhu was pushing and said,

"So you're Chef He's son from the kitchen? Rumors are circulating in the factory that your dad ran off with someone and abandoned you and your sister. What's wrong with your bicycle?"

Sha Zhu said awkwardly, "My father didn't abandon my brother and me either."

It's all just rumors spread by others; I can't stop them from talking.

This bicycle was bought for me by my father before he passed away.

My dad said he'll write to my brother and me once everything is settled, and he'll send it to the address at our factory.

After carefully learning about Sha Zhu's situation, Director Huang was about to let Sha Zhu leave.

Suddenly, he asked Sha Zhu, "That young Master He, I tasted your father's cooking when I first joined the steel rolling mill."

"You, as the son, have learned some of your father's skills."

“This…” Sha Zhu stammered, unsure how to answer.

If the factory found out about my skills, I'd be forced to work overtime every day.

If those leaders get drunk, I'll have to stay up with them until very late every day.

I could solve your problems and earn a hefty reward, but I don't need it.

Director Huang saw Sha Zhu stammering and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, Master He? Did you not learn any of your father's skills?"

Sha Zhu looked at Director Huang, who was dressed in military uniform and looked like a leader.

With a determined look, he whispered, "Actually, my cooking skills are pretty good."

Only a few people in the kitchen knew that I also had a chef who worked at Fengzeyuan.

My master chef is now the head chef of Fengzeyuan Restaurant, a top-level Shandong cuisine master, Wang Yijun.

Even my superiors often ask my master to cook for them.

You think my cooking skills are bad? It's just that I need to pick up my younger sister from school every day.

"I don't have time to work overtime, otherwise, with my skills," Sha Zhu stopped there and gave an awkward laugh.

With his skills, he wouldn't amount to much if he stayed in the steel mill; he'd still just be a cook serving others.

"With your skills, what will happen?" Director Huang asked, looking at Sha Zhu.

Sha Zhu didn't answer Director Huang's question, but instead asked in return, "What is your surname, sir?"

"You're asking me? What do you mean by expensive or not? My surname is Huang, you can just call me Director Huang," Director Huang said nonchalantly.

"Director Huang, if you are outside the factory, or at your home..."

If you need my skills, just ask. While I wouldn't dare say my skills are on par with my master's, they're not far off.

"If this were at the factory, I hope Director Huang wouldn't promote it for me," Sha Zhu said sincerely.

Director Huang looked at Sha Zhu and said with a smile, "Alright, I have a few comrades coming over in a while."

"Master He will come and cook a few dishes for me later. It's almost time for school to let out, Master He, you should hurry and pick up your sister."

After watching Sha Zhu ride his bicycle away from the steel mill, Director Huang returned to his office.

He called over a young soldier and said, "Go to the neighborhood office and find out more details."

The specific details of Master He, He Daqing, who used to work at this factory.

There is also detailed information about He Daqing's son, He Yuzhu, who has just started working at the factory.

Go directly to Director Wang and see if he knows the specifics. If there's anything suspicious, come back and report to me.

"Yes, Director Huang," the young soldier saluted, then turned and hurried away.

Sha Zhu had no idea that he had only exchanged a few words with Director Huang.

I was investigated, but even if they found out, I wasn't afraid.

We haven't done anything immoral or unethical. The only issues were that the construction cost a bit more, and the construction team had already given instructions to Baldy Zhang.

Fortunately, the house hasn't started construction yet; the initial phase only involves clearing bricks and building the courtyard wall.

If we really investigate Sha Zhu carefully, I guess no matter how Sha Zhu tries to deny it, there won't be a good solution.

Sha Zhu picked up Yu Shui from school and took her back. Yu Shui sat on the front beam, looking a little sullen.

Sha Zhu asked Yu Shui what was wrong, and Yu Shui said unhappily, "Brother, can I stop practicing martial arts? My legs hurt a bit."

Sha Zhu looked at the road ahead and turned into a small alley he often took.

The mental scan detected an unknown person secretly observing them from behind a corner, and that the person also carried a gun.

What's going on? Is it a lingering effect of being a two-handed person, or did the kitchen staff member surnamed Liang reveal the things he teased him about before he was arrested?

Or perhaps the target isn't oneself. The situation is currently unclear.

Sha Zhu pretended not to know anything and continued riding forward.

They gradually moved away from the vicinity, and seeing that no one was following, they stopped paying attention for the time being.

He said to the rain, "Leg pain? Simple. When we get back, I'll cook you some food with Chinese medicinal herbs. Eat it once, and your leg will be perfectly fine."

Rain said in disbelief, "Really, brother?"

“Of course, if I’m lying, I won’t practice martial arts anymore, okay?” Sha Zhu said.

"Okay, brother, I believe you. If you're lying, I'll ignore you." Rainwater smiled after saying that.

Sha Zhu took the rainwater to the market to buy some simple ingredients so he could cook four dishes.

Let's start with something simple: two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, plenty of food to fill you up, and affordable for ordinary people.

Hot and sour shredded potatoes, stir-fried cabbage with vinegar, braised chicken pieces, shredded pork with green peppers, and a vegetable and tofu soup.

After buying the necessary ingredients, Sha Zhu headed back, soaked by the rain.

When we got back to the master's house, the door was still locked, so it seemed we would have to wait a while for them to arrive.

Sha Zhu first sent Yu Shui away to do his homework, then went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients.

Today's dishes are all very simple. Sha Zhu will start by steaming the rice and preparing the chicken pieces.

We can do the rest once everyone has arrived. As for Yu Shui's leg pain from martial arts practice, we need to come up with a proper solution.