The captain of the Mato Town Construction Team owned a Jialing 70 motorcycle, so after receiving Wang Jinyu's call, he arrived in less than half an hour. That showed just how badly he wanted that remaining ten thousand-plus yuan.
When he reached the entrance, he saw Section Chief Ou from the Infrastructure Division of the Zhuancheng Motor Vehicle Factory waiting there.
Before the motorcycle had even come to a full stop, Section Chief Ou snapped at him with disgust, "Old Ma, twenty li of mountain road and you got here in half an hour? Did you fly here on that thing? If you fell and died on the road, would you blame us for that too?"
Old Ma froze after being scolded, but quickly pulled out a cigarette pack and said with a beaming smile, "Section Chief Ou, why are you so angry first thing in the morning? Have a cigarette and cool off."
Old Ma had worked on projects at the Zhuancheng Motor Vehicle Factory for several months and had dealt with Section Chief Ou quite a few times. He knew the man was not someone he could afford to offend, so even if the scolding left him unhappy, he still had to force a smile.
But Section Chief Ou shoved Old Ma's hand away and said disdainfully, "You think I give a damn about one of your cigarettes?"
"..."
Old Ma was genuinely upset now. You did not slap a smiling face, and everyone had a temper. If he had not heard that Section Chief Ou held the purse strings for his project payment, he would have jumped up and punched the man long ago.
But how could Old Ma know the grievance in Section Chief Ou's heart?
The moment he arrived at work that morning, Wang Jinyu