Siheyuan: The wife pays off the husband's debt, Huairu's mentality collapses

He took a deep breath and looked at He Yuzhu firmly: "He Yuzhu, I can understand your anger and dissatisfaction, but I cannot take responsibility for your mistakes."

"Life always has ups and downs. What's important is that we face it bravely instead of putting the blame on others. I hope you can calm down and think carefully about how to go forward."

Faced with Su Mu's calmness and rationality, He Yuzhu's anger seemed to reach its peak. The muscles on his face were twisted and his eyes almost spit fire.

At that moment, the defense line of reason completely collapsed, and he rushed forward and punched Su Mu in the face.

However, Su Mu's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations.

Instead of dodging, he sneered, and that smile was full of disdain and ridicule.

"It seems that you haven't been beaten enough and you haven't learned your lesson." Su Mu's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the workshop, shocking everyone present.

He Yuzhu's fist stopped a few centimeters away from Su Mu's cheek. He seemed to be shocked by this sudden calmness and majesty.

The surrounding workers also gathered around, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

"He Yuzhu, do you think violence can solve problems?" Su Mu's voice became more steady and powerful. "We are all adults. We should learn to deal with problems with reason and communication."

He Yuzhu's anger erupted instantly like a ignited flame.

He roared, his voice echoing in the workshop: "Sumu, why are you so high and mighty! Who do you think you are? You are just a workshop manager. Do you think you can decide the fate of others at will?"

His face was twisted with anger and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to pour out all his dissatisfaction and resentment.

Facing He Yuzhu's roar, Su Mu's expression did not change at all. He looked at him coldly, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"He Yuzhu, you are wrong. I did not decide your fate. You chose that path yourself. I respect everyone's choice, but I must also maintain the order and rules of the workshop."

"Bullshit!" He Yuzhu cursed, unable to suppress the anger in his heart any longer, and swung his fist at Su Mu again.

But this time, Su Mu did not give him any chance. He flashed and quickly grabbed He Yuzhu's arm, twisted it hard, and held him firmly.

"That's enough!" Su Mu's voice was deep and powerful, with unquestionable majesty. "If you want to continue like this, I don't mind asking security to ask you to leave. But I want to remind you that violence is never the solution to problems."

After saying that, Su Mu suddenly let go of his hand, but then he suddenly raised his palm and slapped He Yuzhu hard in the face.

The slap was so loud and crisp that the entire workshop fell silent.

"This slap is to teach you to respect and understand." Su Mu's eyes were as cold as a knife. "Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, it should not be a reason for you to hurt others. If you still want to gain a foothold in this society, learn to face everything with wisdom and courage."

After saying this, Su Mu didn't even look at He Yuzhui anymore. He turned around and strode out of the workshop.

His back looked particularly firm and resolute in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if telling everyone: He, Su Mu, was never someone who would be easily defeated.

He Yuzhu stood there, covering his hit cheek, stunned.

He Yuzhu's anger was like a suppressed volcano, finally erupting completely at this moment.

He clenched his teeth, opened his eyes wide, and glared in the direction where Su Mu left, his heart filled with unprecedented hatred and unwillingness.

"Sumu, just wait and see! I, He Yuzhu, will never let this go! One day, I will make you pay for what you did today!"

He shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the humiliation and anger from his mind, but the anger in his heart was like a wildfire, burning more and more fiercely.

The workers around cast complicated looks at him, some sympathetic, some fearful, and some disdainful.

These gazes were like invisible knives, piercing He Yuzhu's heart.

However, no matter how angry we are, the reality is right before our eyes.

He Yuzhu knew very well that he could not compete with the entire workshop or even the entire steel mill on his own.

He needs to stay calm, plan, and find an opportunity to turn things around.

So he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Although the pain on his cheek was still clear, he could no longer care about it. He began to calculate silently in his mind, looking for a breakthrough to counterattack.

Meanwhile, Sumu had returned to his home in the courtyard.

Everything in the courtyard seems so peaceful and tranquil.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the bluestone road, covering this ancient courtyard with a golden coat. Su Mu pushed open the gate and was greeted by a familiar and warm atmosphere.

He closed the door gently, shutting out the noise and chaos of the outside world.

Walking into the house, he changed out of his work clothes and put on a comfortable set of casual clothes.

Sitting in front of the window, he brewed a pot of tea and sipped it quietly. The aroma of tea rose up, reflecting the sunset outside the window, forming a harmonious picture.

Su Mu didn't take what had just happened too seriously.

He knows very well that as a manager, he must always remain calm and rational and not be swayed by emotions.

He believes that time will prove everything and the truth will come to light.

At this moment, he would rather focus on his family and life.

He enjoyed this rare peace and tranquility, as if all his worries were drifting away with the fragrance of tea.

However, he also knew in his heart that the road ahead was still long and he would have to face more challenges and difficulties.

But he believes that as long as he keeps his original intention and remains firm in his beliefs, nothing can stop him from moving forward.

Su Mu sat in front of the window, gently shaking the teacup in his hand, with a hint of tenderness and tranquility in his eyes.

As the aroma of tea faded, he realized it was time to prepare dinner, so he slowly stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, everything is in order, with all kinds of cooking utensils and ingredients neatly arranged.

Su Mu opened the refrigerator, carefully checked the ingredients inside, and quickly thought about tonight's menu.

Finally, I decided to make some home-cooked dishes, which are simple and warm, suitable for this quiet night.

He first took out a few fresh eggs and gently tapped them on the edge of the bowl. The golden yolk and transparent egg white slid into the bowl.

Su Mu skillfully stirred the egg liquid with chopsticks. His technique was fast and steady, as if he was performing a silent dance.

Then he cut some green onions and sprinkled them into the egg liquid, adding some color and aroma to the dish.

Next, Su Mu began to process the vegetables.

He picked up a handful of greens and washed each leaf carefully, making sure they were clean and free of sand.

After washing, he cut the vegetables into small pieces and placed them on a plate for later use.

His movements are skillful and orderly, and every detail reveals his love and respect for life.

During the cooking process, Su Mu also paid attention to the control of the heat.

He lit the gas stove, adjusted the size of the flame, preheated the wok and poured in an appropriate amount of oil.

After the oil was hot, he gently poured the egg liquid into the pan. With a sizzling sound, the egg liquid quickly spread out, giving off an enticing aroma.

Su Mu skillfully stir-fried the eggs until they became golden and fluffy, then added the chopped vegetables into the pan and stir-fried them together.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of food, and Su Mu's face was filled with a satisfied smile.