'Look at Zhao Youcai, living the good life. He skips work whenever he wants, runs off to Yongsheng Village to hunt, and spends one hundred yuan on a sheep without even batting an eye.'
To Zhou Chunming, the only reason Zhao Youcai could live like that was because he had a good, dutiful son.
By now, Li Ruhai had gotten to the part of the story where Zhao Jun made Dou Baoguo's nose bleed. Listening to this, Director Chu felt utterly disgraced. When he heard the workers all cheering, he just shook his head and turned to walk out.
"Hey! Director Chu!" Zhou Chunming quickly followed him. "You haven't eaten yet!"
Having stormed out of the cafeteria, Director Chu stood at the entrance and roared, "Eat? What is there to eat?"
The moment he finished speaking, the father and son squatting under a large tree nearby both snapped their heads up, glaring menacingly at Director Chu.
