The Honest Man 04

Liu Mengmeng looked at him in astonishment. "You... you, Zhiyi, are you saying you want to sell the tickets to me?" Her eyes were full of disbelief.

Fang Zhiyi used one hand to pull his other hand away from his mouth. "Yeah, what else? You're not my girlfriend. Shouldn't you pay for a ticket if you want to watch a movie?"

Liu Mengmeng's expression turned ugly. And to think she actually thought Fang Zhiyi was a good guy! He actually asked her for money?

"Fang Zhiyi, that's not right of you. Mengmeng thinks you're pretty nice, how can you ask her for money?" Liu Mengmeng's roommate beside her teased. "You really are something. Maybe if you treated Mengmeng to a movie, she would have accepted you."

Fang Zhiyi turned around abruptly, startling the girl, and then he spoke, "Sister Xu, thank you for always putting in a good word for me. If she doesn't want these tickets, I'll give them to you."

Looking at the two tickets Fang Zhiyi handed over with a trembling hand, Sister Xu was a bit stunned. But she quickly realized that perhaps this silly boy had finally seen the light and knew Liu Mengmeng was just stringing him along, so he was doing this on purpose to make her mad.

Looking at those two expensive movie tickets, Sister Xu didn't stand on ceremony. She reached out and took them. "Really?"

Fang Zhiyi nodded with difficulty. "Really."

Sister Xu smiled. "Alright! I'll owe you one! It just so happens I can go watch it with my boyfriend this weekend, so thank you."

Fang Zhiyi almost squeezed the words through his teeth. "You're welcome. As long as you like it, Sister Xu."

Looking back at Liu Mengmeng, her face had completely darkened. It was an expression Fang Zhiyi had never seen before. She slammed her lunchbox down heavily, stood up, and left.

Fang Zhiyi wanted to chase after her, but his grandfather forcefully controlled his body.

A sense of despair welled up in him at this moment.

"Grandpa, what are you doing? That's the girl I like!"

"You like her, but she treats you like a tool. Stop pretending to be a damn Casanova."

"Grandpa, my mom is your daughter-in-law."

"Are you talking back to me, boy? Believe it or not, I'll visit your parents in their dreams tonight and tell them you're unfilial!"

At the mention of his parents, Fang Zhiyi deflated. He wouldn't dare talk back to his grandfather.

Regaining control of his body, he tried to search for Liu Mengmeng's figure, only to see a bruised and swollen Xiong Hua pulling Supervisor Li toward them.

"It's him, Supervisor Li, he hit me!" Xiong Hua pointed at his own face, full of grief and indignation.

Fang Zhiyi was startled when he saw his appearance. Although his grandfather had beaten him yesterday, it wasn't this serious. He subconsciously stood up. "Xiong Hua, what... what happened to you? Do you need me to go to the hospital with you?"

Xiong Hua was frightened by him and hid his entire body behind the supervisor.

Supervisor Li frowned as he looked at Fang Zhiyi. He knew Fang Zhiyi—a pushover, a hard worker, and just like his father, he never caused trouble. But due to his position, he still had to ask, "Fang Zhiyi, your roommate Xiong Hua said you beat him up in the middle of the night yesterday. Is that true?"

Many people looked over.

Fang Zhiyi waved his hands repeatedly. "No, I went to sleep very early yesterday, really."

He had indeed gone to sleep very early yesterday.

"Bullshit! You got up in the middle of the night and beat me. Look at my face, look..." Xiong Hua became anxious.

At this time, Sister Xu stood up. "Xiong Hua, how can you be so shameless? Fang Zhiyi hit you? Ask everyone here, has anyone ever seen Fang Zhiyi get angry? He hit you?"

Many coworkers also started discussing among themselves.

"Xiong Hua, you're used to ordering Fang Zhiyi around, aren't you? Now you've even learned to extort people?"

"Exactly. You're always messing around outside the factory. Who knows who beat you up, and now you turn around and blame Fang Zhiyi."

"If you said you hit Fang Zhiyi, that's possible, but him hitting you? What a joke."

Little Hei sighed with emotion. "Look, this is what a good reputation does!"

Seeing that everyone was speaking up for Fang Zhiyi, Xiong Hua immediately jumped up. "He is the one who hit me! Yesterday, while he was asleep, I wanted to take a stick to teach him a lesson, but he..." He suddenly covered his mouth.

Supervisor Li looked at him with a serious face. "Xiong Hua! Well, well! You actually wanted to assault a colleague!"

Xiong Hua's mind was in a mess. "I didn't, I didn't..."

Right at this moment, he suddenly saw the innocent-looking Fang Zhiyi's expression change, his eyes gradually turning cold. That look reminded him of his miserable experience last night. Xiong Hua immediately took a few steps back and fell flat on his butt on the ground.

"Enough! Even if he did hit you, you asked for it!" Supervisor Li waved his hand angrily. "The factory has rules: anyone involved in a fight is fired without exception! Xiong Hua, go pack your things!"

"If you can piss off even an honest guy, it really shows you're a piece of work," Sister Xu said, naturally speaking up for Fang Zhiyi since she had accepted his movie tickets.

This farce ended with Xiong Hua being fired.

Fang Zhiyi's mind was a mess. He felt like he had done something wrong, but he didn't know where he went wrong.

Liu Mengmeng ignored him for the entire day. However, other coworkers curiously asked him if he had really beaten up Xiong Hua. Fang Zhiyi repeatedly denied it. His grandfather was the one who hit him, how could it be him?

"Mengmeng, let me help you finish these." Fang Zhiyi finally couldn't hold back. Liu Mengmeng glanced at him, her face full of disgust.

But she really enjoyed the feeling of Fang Zhiyi doing her work for her, so she simply stood up and left, leaving Fang Zhiyi at her workstation to help her process the remaining parts.

At this time, Sister Xu saw this and spoke up again, "Oh, young people are still young people. You just can't let her go, can you? I haven't seen you offer to help your big sister with any work."

A few female workers laughed out loud.

Fang Zhiyi blushed. He didn't know what to say, but his mouth went into automatic mode. "Since you put it that way, Sister Xu, then of course I have to help." Saying that, he stood up, walked over to Sister Xu with difficulty, and sat down beside her.

Sister Xu was a bit surprised, but seeing that Fang Zhiyi really started helping her with her work, she smiled. "You kid, you're good in every way, you're just too honest. Don't you know that girls like smooth talkers?"

Fang Zhiyi complained inwardly. It was his grandfather who had controlled his body just now. But now, it was impossible for him to just stand up and leave. He merely nodded and smiled, speeding up his hand movements, thinking about finishing Sister Xu's work before going back to work for Mengmeng.

But right at this moment, the supervisor walked over with his hands behind his back. He looked around and saw Fang Zhiyi helping Sister Xu, but he didn't say anything. After all, Fang Zhiyi had finished his own work, and helping colleagues was a common occurrence. However, when he saw that Liu Mengmeng wasn't at her workstation, his face darkened.

Fang Zhiyi was only focused on keeping his head down and working, completely oblivious to this scene.

The supervisor stood there for a while, and when he still didn't see Liu Mengmeng return, he left in a huff.

Fang Zhiyi was installing a buckle when someone suddenly appeared beside him and questioned, "Why did you run over here?"

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