Liu Hai caught a chopstick of food before he said: "I have the cheek to ask the factory director, but I dare not say anything nonsense. After all, there are so many people in a factory. When people know about it, you ask for it, and he also asks for it."
"Why don't you take two chickens to the factory director when you leave?" The clerk took a mouthful of meat, then a mouthful of wine and asked.
Liu Hai shook his head and said, "This is not good, uncle, as long as the factory doesn't lose its share when it comes to pulling cabbages."
"Why not? It must be good. We can eat the bad."
"That is, which cannot be specified."
"But how much do we need to plant? We Chuang Tzu