Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

However, the inner struggle and unwillingness of the Ma Hua have not subsided.

Today's humiliation will surely become the motivation for his turnaround in the future.

He turned around and strode towards the workshop, each step he took was extremely firm, as if declaring to the world: I, Ma Hua, will never be defeated by such a small matter!

In the following days, Ma Hua seemed like a different person.

Not only did he work overtime to solve product problems, he also used his spare time to teach himself food science and management knowledge.

Whenever it is late at night and the workshop is brightly lit, he is the only one accompanied by those cold machines, but his eyes are unusually bright, which shows his desire for the future and his persistence in challenging himself.

Although Director Yang did not say anything more on the surface, he privately spoke highly of Ma Hua's performance and quietly secured more training opportunities and resources for him.

He realized that Ma Hua's unyielding tenacity was exactly what the factory needed.

Finally, in an urgent product quality crisis, Ma Hua, relying on his hard work and accumulation over this period of time, not only quickly identified the problem, but also proposed a series of innovative solutions, successfully saving the factory's reputation and completely changing his colleagues' views of him.

At that moment, Ma Hua stood in front of everyone, accepting applause and praise from all sides, and his heart was filled with unprecedented pride and satisfaction.

The rain, like a raging wave pouring down from the sky, mixed with thunder and lightning, instantly enveloped the entire world in chaos.

Ma Hua's heart also became heavier and more anxious with this sudden storm.

He stood in a corner of the office, his body tensed to the limit, the sweat and rain on his forehead mixed together, blurring his vision, but unable to conceal the embarrassment and humiliation that was about to erupt.

"Director Yang, you see, my physical condition is really not good. I need to..." Ma Hua's voice trembled slightly, trying to use the last bit of reason to bring this conversation that was about to get out of control to an end.

However, Director Yang's eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, still looked at him gently but firmly, as if he was not in a hurry to end the conversation.

"Ma Hua, I know you've been under a lot of pressure recently, but our factory is now at a critical moment. I see your ability and sense of responsibility. If you have any difficulties, tell us and we can solve them together." Director Yang's tone was full of elder-like care, but it made Ma Hua feel even more suffocated.

At this moment, an indescribable sense of urgency rose from his lower abdomen, surging like a tide, instantly breaking down all of Ma Hua's rational defenses.

He knew he couldn't delay any longer and had to take action immediately, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Director Yang, I... I really need to go to the bathroom right away, please..." Ma Hua's voice was almost begging. He used up all his strength to barely squeeze out these words.

However, fate did not seem to let him off easily.

Just as Ma Hua turned around and was about to rush out the door, an even stronger gust of wind swept in, accompanied by deafening thunder. The office door was slammed shut by the wind with a loud "bang".

This loud noise seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back for the Malaysian Chinese Association's psychological defenses.

"No..." Ma Hua cried out desperately in his heart, but his body was no longer under his control.

He only felt a warm liquid flowing slowly down his thighs. The shame and despair penetrated his heart like ice, making him almost unable to stand.

"Ma Hua, what's wrong with you?" Director Yang finally noticed something was wrong. He stood up in surprise and walked quickly towards Ma Hua.

However, at this moment, Ma Hua no longer cared about so many things. He just wanted to escape from this place that made him feel ashamed as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry, Director Yang, I..." Ma Hua's voice was choked with sobs. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Director Yang's eyes. He just wanted to disappear in the storm as soon as possible.

However, unexpectedly, Director Yang did not blame him. Instead, he said in an unprecedented gentle tone: "Ma Hua, everyone has difficulties. You don't have to worry too much. Go and deal with it first. I'll wait for you here."

These words, like a ray of warm sunshine, penetrated the haze in Ma Hua's heart.

He looked at Director Yang with gratitude, then staggered out of the office and headed straight for the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Ma Hua let the cold water wash over his body, as if to wash away all the shame and fatigue.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then slowly opened them with determination in his eyes.

The humiliation and embarrassment at this moment will become the driving force for his future counterattack.

When Ma Hua returned to the office again, his face had regained its former calmness and tenacity.

There was an unprecedented determination and courage in his eyes when he looked at Director Yang.

Ma Hua stood in Director Yang's office. The air seemed to be frozen and so heavy that it made people breathless.

The occasional sound of wind coming from outside the window seemed particularly harsh, as if even nature was laughing at his embarrassment and helplessness at the moment.

"Ma Hua, are you sure you didn't tamper with the food?" Director Yang's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He stared at Ma Hua closely, not missing any slight changes in expression on his face.

Ma Hua took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound more resolute. "Director Yang, I guarantee with my personality that I absolutely did not add anything that should not be in the food. I did eat some leftover sashimi in the refrigerator last night because I was greedy, which caused the diarrhea. I really did not lie."

Director Yang frowned, obviously not completely convinced by Ma Hua's explanation.

"But why didn't you just say it directly at the beginning? Why did you have to wait until things got out of hand to explain?" There was a hint of blame and confusion in his tone.

Ma Hua smiled bitterly, feeling mixed emotions.

"I was also afraid of affecting everyone's mood at the time. After all, we were all working hard for this event, and I didn't want to distract everyone because of my little thing. Besides, I didn't expect the diarrhea to be so serious, and I didn't expect it to cause such a big misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Director Yang sneered, "If it really is a misunderstanding, it's fine, but what if... humph, you know the consequences."

Ma Hua's heart trembled, he knew the weight of Director Yang's words.

In this highly competitive environment, any flaw may become a target of attack, let alone such a sensitive issue.

"Director Yang, I really haven't done anything to let you down. If you don't believe me, I can try the dish again in front of everyone to prove my innocence." Ma Hua said, with a determined look in his eyes.

Director Yang was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing something.

Finally, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you this chance. But you have to remember that if it turns out that you are lying, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

Following Director Yang’s decision, the entire cafeteria became lively again.

Everyone was talking about it and looking at Ma Hua, some with sympathy, some with suspicion, and some with curiosity.

Ma Hua stood in front of everyone, facing the dish that was said to be "problematic", feeling nervous but determined.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of vegetable, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him, waiting for a result.

Ma Hua prayed silently in his heart that everything would go as he wished.

A few minutes later, Ma Hua put down his chopsticks. Although his face was a little pale, his eyes were extremely determined.

"I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with the dish." He said loudly, his voice clear and powerful, penetrating the eardrums of everyone present.

Director Yang looked at Ma Hua and nodded slowly, as if he had finally made a decision.

"Okay, now that you've proven your innocence, let's end this matter here. However, I hope you can be more honest in the future and not let similar misunderstandings happen again."