Chen Zixuan bundled half of the corn and moved it back. Then he looked at the remaining half of the corn and stood aside to observe.

He wanted to see when the second rascal would come over. Everyone else who went back to eat had already come back to finish the meal.

The scoundrel never came. Chen Zixuan thought for a moment, maybe something had delayed him, and decided to wait a little longer.

Who knows how many hours have passed, but no one has been seen.

Chen Zixuan was speechless, knowing that this might be the case. Did this scoundrel think he was an honest person who was easy to bully?

Chen Zixuan's impression of the second-rate scoundrel suddenly went from being lazy and cheating on old scoundrels to bullying honest people.

In this case, you can't blame him for being rude.

Everyone said they would come back, but now in the past two or three hours, everyone who should have returned has returned, and everyone has almost finished and gone home.

Night has fallen and everything is dark.

Chen Zixuan was too lazy to wait and walked directly to the scorer. After all, he didn't lack that little work point.

"Uncle, I've finished all my work, and I've moved back my half of the corn in that field."

"The second rascal said it would be convenient to go back, but he hasn't come yet. His share is still lying in the field!"

Chen Zixuan tells the truth, he has already done what he should do, and he will not do the rest for the second-rate son.

He is not an honest person who swallows his anger.

The scorer looked in the direction pointed by Chen Zixuan and was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Chen Zhiqing could do his job well.

I thought he couldn't do much work with his body.

However, you can’t just leave after completing the tasks assigned to each team. You must complete them all.

If everyone was like this, it would be a mess.

What if everyone has a little left in the fields?

"Chen Zhiqing, why don't you wait a little longer, wait for the second-rate son to come, and then go back after we finish working together."

"After all, this all belongs to one piece of land. If you haven't finished the rest, it means you haven't completed the task."

There is still so much corn left in the field, what if something happens if it rains heavily at night!

He, a sub-counter, cannot bear such a big responsibility, not to mention that their captain's requirements are so strict.

Hearing this, Chen Zixuan realized that it was really such a death sentence. No wonder the second-rate scoundrel dared to do this.

But he is not the kind of person who accepts death.

Chen Zixuan looked at the scorer with a confused look on his face, as if he didn't understand the rules he just mentioned.

He pondered for a long time, then looked up at the remaining corn in his field, then turned to look at the scorer.

"Then if the remaining corn is left in the field and not moved back, how many work points will we deduct?"

Chen Zixuan's words shocked the scorer, and his impatient face that was already in a hurry to go home turned stiff.

Probably he didn't expect that after thinking for such a long time, Chen Zixuan would finally come up with such a sentence.

He thought that if he said he would deduct work points, the young educated youth would go back to work quickly, but he didn't expect to ask how many work points would be deducted.

I couldn't help but secretly say that I had underestimated Chen Zhiqing. This was not someone who would choose to suffer losses easily!

"Uncle, how much will be deducted?"

Not hearing the answer he wanted, Chen Zixuan urged again. He really wanted to know how much the deduction would be.

I originally thought I could pretend to be stupid and persuade people to go back to work, but the scorer reluctantly walked over to the field to check.

Check how much is left. You can’t see clearly even from a distance. If there is more, deduct more.

"If you really want to deduct work points, let the second-rate guy deduct more. Originally, each person has ten work points. If he works half of it, there are still ten. You will deduct four work points, and the second-rate guy will deduct six."

It’s only ten work points for working for so long. If you don’t finish this point, four work points will be deducted. How unfair!

After the scorer explained the situation clearly to Chen Zixuan, he was worried that the corn would really stay here overnight.

"If the corn gets wet in the rain, or if the morning dew becomes damp, you will have to pay compensation, not simply deduct work points."

"That adds up to double the work points."

Double that’s almost ten work points.

This is clearly a threat.

Listening to the semi-threatening words, Chen Zixuan felt relieved. The scorekeeper would threaten people with work points because work points are very important, otherwise he would not use them to threaten people.

In fact, it may not be important to Chen Zixuan, but these six work points will definitely be important to Er Laizi.

In this case, Chen Zixuan is relieved.

Anyway, if you deduct work points, even if you pay one dollar for one work point, it’s only four dollars. It doesn’t matter how many times more.

If you don't steam the steamed buns to fight for your reputation, you already have thousands of dollars in your pocket, and you don't care about the loss of just a few dollars.

It’s not like he is reluctant to part with this little money, but the scoundrel must be reluctant to part with this little money, for fear of being heartbroken to death.

Chen Zixuan will not be manipulated like this. It is absolutely impossible for him to bow his head and go back to work after just a few work points.

There are still very few stars in the sky in this weather. It probably won’t rain so soon. It’s best to rain again tomorrow.

Chen Zixuan suddenly thought clearly, but he couldn't show any relief and looked reluctant.

"Uncle, you have only worked for ten work points for so long. Do you still have to deduct ten work points if you only have half of it left?"

"This is too much, uncle, can I go back and have dinner first and then come over and continue moving the corn?"

In fact, he wanted to bargain and see if he could get a smaller deduction, but he was afraid of being criticized, so he decided not to do it.

The scorekeeper smiled, knowing that this educated youth would not really give up these four work points so that he could go back early.

"Of course, no problem. You go back and finish your meal first, and then come over and move all these things. I can add all the six work points of the second-rate son to you."

I thought this would motivate Chen Zixuan to come back later and work hard to finish the work, with a smile on his face.

Chen Zixuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes secretly.

"Thank you, uncle, thank you very much!"

"I will work hard after eating."

Chen Zixuan's face was full of thanks and gratitude, but he turned around and ran away without knowing how clean it was.

"What a good boy."

The scorer looked at Chen Zixuan's back with a smile.

He really believed Chen Zixuan's lies and believed that he would come back after dinner and continue to finish the work.

But little did he know that Chen Zixuan had no such plan at all. He planned to run away and never come back.

Since the bad guy dares to run away, it means that he probably knows what to do next and will not be deducted from work points.

He has already done half of the work, so he doesn't care so much. He is not a fool and helps others in vain.

What's more, it's still thankless.

Moreover, the scorer said that the work points of the second bastard would be assigned to him, but the second bastard would not agree if he was the first one.

After all, Er Laizi is a well-known old scoundrel in this village. Otherwise, why would he be called Er Lai Zi?

The scorekeeper seems to be an honest man who can get by, so how could he withstand the rogue's unreasonable troubles?

Don't expect to be scolded for doing the work when the time comes. He is really not the one who missed these few work points.

After thinking about it, I still don’t want this little work point.

What is truly yours is yours.

Isn't the second-rate guy just betting that he will finish all the work?

Then let him continue to make this good plan!

This is equivalent to a huge gamble, the stakes are several cents or even a few dollars of work points, but there is no winner, and you may also have to bear the risk of the corn getting wet and rotten in the field.
Chapter completed!