The state entrusted him with the position of production team leader, which was a sign of trust in him as a veteran. Now, Han Jianguo has clearly betrayed that trust.

"What do you suggest we do? What can we do?"

Not only Han Jianguo, but even the factory director Zhang Yongsheng was frowning. He dared not tell Han Jianguo, the team leader, even if he had the slightest solution, for fear of making him anxious and upset.

But the supply and marketing cooperative won't accept them. And who can eat more than twenty fat pigs? That's a joke.

Upon hearing this, Li Hanliang knew what was going on and quickly spoke up.

"Uncle, Director Zhang, how about you let me handle this?"

Upon hearing this, Han Jianguo and Zhang Yongsheng quickly exchanged a glance, only to see distrust in each other's eyes. Indeed, Li Hanliang was, after all, a young man in his early twenties.

"you?"

Han Jianguo shook his head as soon as he heard that.

They say that someone who is young and inexperienced is unreliable.

At this age, even dogs wouldn't dare say what he can accomplish.

"Uncle, please let me try. It's better than sitting here cluelessly. If we wait until all the fat pigs are ready for market, we'll be doomed. Besides, you all know what I do for a living, right?"

"Don't let my young age fool you, I went to high school. You know, the college entrance exam has been relaxed recently, right? I'm preparing to take the exam, and to be honest, I'm very confident about it this time."

"Once I pass this hurdle, I'll be a college student. Isn't that amazing?"

Li Hanliang spoke quickly, giving the other party no time to react.

That's a complete misrepresentation; he's a classic example of talking nonsense. While the original owner did have a high school diploma, Li Hanliang, after decades in business, had long since forgotten most of his knowledge. Let him take the college entrance exam again? Don't be ridiculous; he might even get a zero.

But Li Hanliang quickly shifted the conversation to the term "college student," which was even rarer than a giant panda in the 1970s. A glimmer of hope appeared in Han Jianguo and Zhang Yongsheng's eyes.

"Do you really have any idea?"

"It's true."

"Alright, I'll leave this to you, Hanliang. You'd better take it seriously. If you really succeed, I'll reward you with ten... no, twenty jin of meat coupons."

Upon hearing this, Li Hanliang grinned.

He thought to himself, "People these days are so honest. It's like being able to eat meat and drink wine to their heart's content is the most wonderful thing in the world." But he didn't care. He hadn't come for those few pounds of meat coupons anyway.

Li Hanliang verbally agreed, then suddenly made a condition.

That was to have Liu Quanyou assist him. On the one hand, it would put Han Jianguo, the production team leader, at ease. On the other hand, he felt that he needed someone to help him with what he was doing.

"Alright, then let Xiao Liu stay with you for the next couple of days. That way I'll feel more at ease."

"Don't worry, these two days will be considered as normal work for you, and you will still get your work points from the production team."

Upon hearing this, the usually lazy Liu Quanyou immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. After finishing their business, the group left, but before leaving, the factory manager, Zhang Yongsheng, secretly slipped a piece of lean pork into Li Hanliang's hand. It wasn't much, only about three or four ounces, less than half a pound.

Han Jianguo saw what happened, but didn't say much.

He felt that if Li Hanliang could really get this done, it would be worth it even if he gave him a pound of meat, let alone a few ounces of meat in private. Besides, Han Jianguo wasn't stupid; if Li Hanliang dared to accept the meat, it meant he had the job firmly in his grasp.

When the three of them drove the tractor back to the village, it was already getting dark. Li Hanliang and Han Jianguo said goodbye and made an appointment to meet again the next day. Li Hanliang then carried the lean meat strips and hummed a little tune as he walked home.

Unexpectedly, Li Hanliang hadn't even entered the house yet.

"Li Hanliang, you stop right there."

An arrogant female voice rang out in front of me.

Li Hanliang was stunned, only then realizing that his drafty room had been completely blocked off, and Chu Yuxi was waiting at the door, glaring at him fiercely.

The air was still a bit chilly as autumn approached. Chu Yuxi was wearing a thick production team uniform, but her eyes were red, as if she had just been crying.

To be honest, Chu Yuxi felt extremely wronged.

She couldn't understand why things had suddenly turned out this way. It should have been a simple matter: Li Hanliang had agreed to her request for a fake marriage, promising to compensate her after she returned to the city following her college entrance exams.

But I don't know why.

Starting in the afternoon, members of the production team began to look at him with strange eyes and whisper among themselves, clearly not saying anything nice.

It's all Li Hanliang's fault.

Subconsciously, Chu Yuxi was about to lose control of her anger and vent all the frustration she had accumulated that afternoon. Unexpectedly, when Chu Yuxi looked up, she saw the few ounces of lean pork that Li Hanliang was carrying.

To be honest, after such a long and tiring journey, the meat didn't look very appetizing.

But Chu Yuxi couldn't help but swallow. She hadn't eaten meat in a long time. The production team only had so many work points, and it was already considered good if they could barely fill their stomachs.

It had been three months since Chu Yuxi last ate meat.

Where did Li Hanliang get the meat?

For a moment, Chu Yuxi's rebuke, which was on the tip of her tongue, suddenly choked, and she couldn't say anything.

Li Hanliang was taken aback. He didn't have time to ponder Chu Yuxi's strange state of mind. In his opinion, this was a debt owed by the original owner of the body, and it had nothing to do with him, Li Hanliang.

He has no interest in being a sucker or sucking up to a green tea bitch.

"Excuse me."

Li Hanliang said it casually, then stepped inside.

Unexpectedly, his indifferent tone resonated with Chu Yuxi in a completely different way. It was clear that Li Hanliang cared about her, and that among all her suitors, only he had persisted.

A sudden change in attitude must indicate a problem.

Could it be...

"Li Hanliang, I know you did this to get my attention, and now I declare that you have succeeded."

"If you agree to my request, I can give you a little treat. How about I let you hold my hand? Li Hanliang, say something, are you mute?"

Chu Yuxi was confident and believed she had figured out the key to the matter.

She knew all too well the tricks these suitors used to play hard to get.

Li Hanliang was stunned. He completely ignored the dim-witted female educated youth. He couldn't understand the bizarre idea of ​​a 70s version of T0. "Are you kidding me? You think you can just hold my hand and give me a sweet treat to get rid of me? If I were really interested in you, I'd probably take advantage of you and you'd be grateful."

"Take care, you're welcome."

Li Hanliang shook his head, then slammed the door shut with a bang.

Looking at the dark door panel, Chu Yuxi's face immediately darkened, and she felt extremely wronged.

I was thinking to myself, "I was even ready to sign your hand, Li Hanliang, how could you do this?"

"Li Hanliang, you'll regret this."

Smelling the meaty aroma emanating from the house, Chu Yuxi gripped the hem of her clothes, swallowed hard, then turned and left angrily.

Meanwhile, Li Hanliang was focused on cooking pork inside the house, paying no attention to anything else.

Regret?

I'd like to see how you make me regret it.

At 9:30 the next morning, Li Hanliang was woken up by his biological clock. He first went to Han Jianguo's house to borrow a decent set of clothes and even a briefcase to carry under his arm. Then he dragged Liu Quanyou, who had just opened his eyes, out the door.

"What are you going for?"

Liu Quanyou asked suspiciously, yawning.

"Never mind that, but from now on, you have to call me boss."

lead?

Upon hearing this, Liu Quanyou was clearly taken aback, wondering what kind of trouble Li Hanliang was up to.

But since this was Han Jianguo's order as the production team leader, Liu Quanyou could only mutter a reluctant remark, thinking to himself, "What will you do when this batch of fat pigs doesn't turn out well?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the muttering came out, Li Hanliang frowned and raised his voice a little.

"Speak louder, haven't you eaten?"

"Yes, leader."

Liu Quanyou was startled and immediately stood up straight with his chest out, as if by reflex.

Seeing this, Li Hanliang nodded in satisfaction. After confirming that the outfit was sufficient, he led Liu Quanyou toward the city. He first went to the city's supply and marketing cooperative and read the newspapers for most of the morning. Around noon, the two arrived at the gate of the state-owned factory.

It must be said that the state-owned factories that supported half of the national economy in the late 70s were quite extravagant. At the height of their success, their storefronts were impressive.

Li Hanliang laughed and strode straight into the factory, his steps swaying from side to side, before Liu Quanyou could even stop him.

He cautiously glanced at the gatekeeper standing guard at the entrance, fearing that the ramrod-straight-backed guard would rush over and throw the two of them out.

He ran wild in the state-owned factory.

Is Li Hanliang just asking for trouble, like an old man who's about to hang himself?

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