Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

Suddenly, Fade Chen took a step forward and broke the silence.

"Master Ma, I believe in you, but since it has already happened, we have to find the root cause of the problem and prevent it from happening again." His tone was more sincere and understanding. "How about this, let's investigate together to see if someone did it on purpose, or if there is something wrong in other links."

Hearing this, Ma Hua nodded and agreed to Chen Fei's proposal.

The two smiled at each other, as if at this moment, all the misunderstandings and estrangements disappeared.

In the following time, Chen Fei worked side by side with Ma Hua, conducting meticulous inspections on every step from food procurement to cooking.

They found that the problem of saltiness in the dishes was caused by the fact that the supplier had recently changed the brand of salt, and the salt content of the new brand was much higher than the old brand.

The truth came to light, and the cafeteria returned to its former peace and harmony.

Ma Hua not only proved its innocence with its actions, but also won the respect and trust of everyone.

Chen Fei, on the other hand, became a hero in everyone's heart due to his sharpness and fairness.

As night falls, the lights in the cafeteria seem particularly warm.

Chen Fei stood in front of the window, looking at the starry night sky outside, his heart filled with emotion.

He knew that although this experience was full of twists and turns, it was these challenges and difficulties that made him more determined in his belief - no matter what kind of difficulties he faced, as long as he had justice in his heart and the courage to explore, there was nothing that could not be solved.

Ma Hua was busy in the kitchen, preparing ingredients for tomorrow's meal.

There was a satisfied smile on his face, as if he was happy that he could be recognized by everyone again.

The kitchen was filled with smoke, but it couldn't cover up the subtle tension in the air.

Chen Fei stood in front of the stove with a barely perceptible smile on his lips. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything.

On the other hand, Ma Hua's face became more and more ugly, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead. He could never have imagined that the scheme he had carefully designed would be cracked by Chen Fei in an almost joking way in this inconspicuous kitchen.

"Since Manager Ma insists on proving my innocence, let everyone here have a taste." Chen Fei's voice was calm and powerful. He picked up the spatula and scooped out the delicious dishes from the pot one by one and distributed them to everyone present, including Director Yang and several workshop directors.

Everyone took the bowls and chopsticks, looked at each other, and finally, at the signal of Director Yang, carefully tasted a bite.

Unexpectedly, the dish was not only not problematic, but extremely delicious and left a lasting aftertaste.

For a moment, the only sounds in the kitchen were chewing and occasional exclamations of praise.

However, in this harmonious atmosphere, a discordant voice suddenly rang out - it was Ma Hua. He held his stomach, his face was pale, veins bulged on his forehead, and he looked extremely painful.

"This...this is impossible!" he muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Manager Ma, what's wrong with you?" Director Yang frowned and glanced at Ma Hua sharply.

Ma Hua tried to hold on, but he couldn't ignore his body's reaction.

He forced a smile and tried to cover it up with a relaxed tone: "Haha, nothing, maybe I didn't eat breakfast and I'm a little hungry now."

As he spoke, he deliberately patted his stomach, trying to make the growling sound sound more like a call of hunger.

But is Director Yang so easily fooled?

He sneered, his eyes sharp: "Ma Hua, do you think we are all blind and deaf? That sound is clearly a sign of physical discomfort."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Hua's face became even uglier.

He felt the pain in his body surge like a tide, wave after wave, almost swallowing him up.

He gritted his teeth and tried to resist with his willpower, but he was ultimately defeated and collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Director Yang's voice was low and powerful, with irresistible majesty.

Ma Hua is now in a difficult situation. He knows that if he continues to conceal the truth, he will only sink deeper into the quagmire.

So, he took a deep breath and slowly told the truth: "I... I am jealous of Chen Fei's ability, and I want to take this opportunity to drive him out of the factory..."

Following Ma Hua's confession, the entire kitchen fell into deathly silence.

No one could believe that the workshop supervisor, who seemed honest and selfless on weekdays, would do such a despicable thing.

As for Chen Fei, he just stood there quietly, with no expression on his face, but his eyes were shining with the light of victory.

In this battle, he not only proved his innocence, but also won the respect of everyone.

“Director Yang, I believe the truth has come to light.

"Chen Fei's voice rang out in the silence. He looked at Director Yang with determination in his eyes. "I hope the factory can give me a fair result. I also hope that all of us can learn from this and jointly maintain a fair and just working environment."

Director Yang nodded, his eyes full of praise: "Chen Fei, you did a great job. The factory will never tolerate Ma Hua's behavior. At the same time, I also want to apologize to you. It was our negligence that almost caused you to suffer an unjust accusation."

As Director Yang finished speaking, the storm finally came to an end.

The sunlight shines through the mottled leaves and onto the gray walls of the old factory building, but it seems unable to dispel the sudden awkward atmosphere in the air.

Ma Hua stood in the middle of the crowd, his face flushed red as if blood could drip out.

"This... this is really an accident, Director Yang, please listen to my explanation." Ma Hua's voice trembled a little. He tried hard to restore a little dignity, but the sudden muffled fart sound seemed to have become his biggest laughing stock today.

The actions of the people around him covering their noses were like sharp blades, cutting his self-esteem bit by bit.

Director Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips. He slowly said, "Ma Hua, work is important, but health is the capital of revolution. I take your gastrointestinal problem seriously. Don't underestimate these minor problems."

There was a hint of concern in his words, but also a hint of unquestionable majesty.

Ma Hua had mixed feelings. He knew very well that Director Yang's words seemed to be concern on the surface, but in reality they were more like an invisible pressure.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the dissatisfaction and anger in his heart, and said in a firmer voice:

"Director Yang, you are right. I will deal with my personal issues as soon as possible. As for the excessive salt added to this batch of products, I will take full responsibility and ensure that the factory's losses are minimized."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air around them seemed to freeze for a moment.

Colleagues looked at each other in bewilderment. They did not expect that MCA would be so responsible in such a predicament.

Director Yang's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was re-evaluating this usually low-key employee.