Chapter Fifty-two: The Superior Workman

  "Alright, stop smiling, what's your bad idea? If it's within my power, I'll definitely agree to it." Zhang Bao finally spoke up, unable to bear Zhao Fei's smile any longer.

  "Heh heh, I've been waiting for you to say that." Zhao Fei thought to himself. Then, he put on a very embarrassed expression and said to Zhang Bao: "Actually, it's nothing much, just...I'm just a person who loves home too much. So..."

  "So what's wrong, don't you want to go home?" Zhang Bao asked doubtfully.

  "It's not that I want to go home, it's just that every seven days, I can have two days off to rest at home. Of course, the salary will remain the same." Zhao Fei said with a slightly embarrassed tone. "This is also a double rest day, although the working hours are not eight points." Zhao Fei couldn't help but think beautifully.

  When Zhao Fei finished speaking, Zhang Bao's face was indescribably wonderful. To say that this matter is still within his power, but in the seven days, he has to rest for two days, and the wages will remain the same. If other workers knew about it, what would they think? This kid is indeed not an ordinary black sheep.

  "This... Little Fei." Zhang Bao rubbed his hands together, a smile all over his face as he said to Zhao Fei: "Can't we discuss this further?"

  "There's no room for negotiation." Zhao Fei shook his head firmly. Then he said to Zhang Bao, "Boss, you also told me just now that we should aim for a fatal blow, right? Heh heh."

  "You..." Zhang Bao pointed at Zhao Fei, his expression was very entangled, obviously already having some difficulty speaking.

  "What's wrong with you, shopkeeper?" Zhao Fei said with a smile. "What, didn't I say it right? You were the one who said it in the first place."

  Looking at Zhao Fei's slightly rascal appearance, Zhang Bao could only helplessly shake his head. "Forget it, this is called self-inflicted suffering. Since I've already agreed to it, let's just do it this way." Zhang Bao had no choice but to agree. "However, from now on you must study hard with me. If you can't meet my requirements, then from now on it will be cancelled. Otherwise, I'll tell your father about your performance."

  After listening to Zhang Bao's words, Zhao Fei's face became very entangled. With a bitter expression, he said: "Boss, you're not just an ordinary cunning person."

  Zhang Bao was delighted to see Zhao Fei being scolded. With a pleased swing of his head, he smiled and said, "That's only natural."

  "Alright, from now on I will work hard and not disappoint your expectations of me." Zhao Fei thought for a moment before reluctantly agreeing.

  Seeing Zhao Fei agreed, Zhang Bao was very happy. He nodded and said: "Remember your words, I've disturbed you for half a day now, take a good rest, go to work tomorrow." Feeling that he had said what needed to be said, Zhang Bao stood up and left, leaving only Zhao Fei behind.

  After Zhang Bao left, Zhao Fei carefully examined the room arranged by Zhang Bao. It was a single room with a bed, and the bedding was very neat. There was also a small table on one side, which was probably used for eating. Apart from that, there was nothing else in the room. Although the decoration was simple, it was much better than his own grass hut. Zhao Fei was still very satisfied with this.

  He didn't have the mood to tidy up his clothes, and casually threw the backpack that had been on his back onto the bed. Then he lay stiffly on the bed without moving. Zhao Fei rested while thinking about what Zhang Bao had told him, and gradually fell into a dream.

  "Knock knock knock..." A series of knocks on the door disturbed Zhao Fei's beautiful dream, Zhao Fei rubbed his sleepy eyes and found that it was already very dark in the room.

  "Little Fei, are you in the house? I've finished eating." It was Zhang Bao's voice. Upon hearing Zhang Bao's voice, Zhao Fei felt very moved. The owner of a wine shop had finished eating and still came to personally call for him. This was truly rare. Although he had ulterior motives, this was for his own sake. Zhao Fei hastily got up and opened the door, only to find that it was indeed Zhang Bao's plump figure.

  "Let's go, let's eat." Seeing Zhao Fei open the door, Zhang Bao grabbed Zhao Fei's hand and walked forward without saying a word. They arrived at the innermost part of the entire courtyard. Zhang Bao pushed open the large door of the house and pulled Zhao Fei inside. Several women were seated around the table, but they had not yet started eating.

  "Alright, let's eat then." Zhang Bao sat down in the main seat and said to Zhao Fei. After Zhang Bao finished speaking, the women dared to eat.

  Looking at these women, Zhao Fei felt very apologetic. He hastily bowed and apologized: "Making several aunts wait for so long is really embarrassing."

  Zhang Bao, who was eating, and several women were all stunned, not expecting Zhao Fei to behave like this. As the head wife, Zhang Shi nodded and said: "Little Fei doesn't need to be polite, sit down and eat." Zhang Bao spoke up. After getting Zhang Bao's response, Zhao Fei sat down to eat. Perhaps it was because of Zhao Fei's apology earlier, during the meal, Zhang Bao's several wives kept adding dishes to Zhao Fei's bowl, making him feel a bit embarrassed, while Zhang Bao smiled contentedly on the side.

  However, Zhang Bao's dinner was indeed much more sumptuous. This also greatly stimulated Zhao Fei's appetite. After finishing dinner, Zhao Fei patted his already slightly bulging belly and walked alone towards his own room. As soon as he came out, he saw the partner who wanted to beat him up. The partner saw Zhao Fei coming out of Zhang Bao's house and was taken aback for a moment. Then, with a fierce glare, "You little brat, don't think that just because you have your aunt's protection, you can do whatever you want, be careful yourself." Leaving behind a harsh warning, he turned around and walked into the house.

  Zhao Fei ignored his partner's words and walked directly to his small hut. After entering the house, he found that there was nothing to do, so Zhao Fei lit a lamp and started reading the "Three Strategies" given by the village head. After reading for a while, he discovered many things he didn't understand. "It seems my foundation is still not enough," Zhao Fei shook his head, put away the "Three Strategies". "I'll memorize the parts I don't understand first, and ask Teacher when I return to the village. Now, sleep." After finishing speaking, Zhao Fei flipped onto the bed, and soon even breathing sounds could be heard.

  In the early morning, Zhao Fei got up early again, pushed open the door and went out, only to find that no one had started working yet. So he began to practice his fist alone. By the time Zhao Fei finished practicing his fist, people in the big yard also started to move around one after another.

  "Today is my first day at work, I must do a good job." After practicing his boxing moves, Zhao Fei psyched himself up. But his expectations were soon dashed.

  After washing up, Zhang Bao came to call Zhao Fei for breakfast again, and he had already regarded Zhao Fei as a family member. Zhao Fei was quite touched by this.

  After having breakfast, Zhang Bao took Zhao Fei to start work. Since it was the first day of work, Zhang Bao did not arrange any heavy tasks for Zhao Fei, just some simple ones such as bookkeeping and accounting. He accompanied Zhao Fei throughout the whole process, fearing that he might not understand something. Zhao Fei also followed Zhang Bao very seriously, learning as much as he could. Zhang Bao was very satisfied with Zhao Fei's attitude towards learning.

  "Alright, let's stop here for now." Zhang Bao said after checking the time.

  Upon hearing Zhang Bao's words, Zhao Fei threw down the pen in his hand and stretched his waist. For a keyboard-habituated otaku like him, picking up a brush to write again was still quite painful for Zhao Fei. But there was no other way; for the sake of his own vacation, Zhao Fei couldn't help but work extremely hard.

  "Not bad, not bad." Zhang Bao patted Zhao Fei's shoulder, encouraging him. He was very satisfied with Zhao Fei's work for the whole morning. Just as Zhang Bao and Zhao Fei were getting along harmoniously, a very venomous gaze came from an inconspicuous corner. This was the guy who wanted to beat up Zhao Fei, also known as Zhang Bao's adopted son. His name was Li Jin, and he had been raised by Zhang Bao since childhood. If it weren't for Zhao Fei's appearance, he would have likely become the next master of the Zhang family winery. At this moment, Li Jin was looking at Zhao Fei with great resentment and hatred, his expression extremely bitter and resentful. It was as if Zhao Fei were his arch-nemesis.

  "Just you wait, let you have a good laugh first, later there will be a good show for you." Li Jin thought to himself with great resentment, staring at Zhao Fei.

  The second watch is over, wait a little while, and it will be the third watch soon.