It was the same construction site.
Yang Guofa worked in silence. He had an assistant.
He reached a hand back, asking for the electric planer.
Someone handed it to him. When he turned his head to look, Yang Guofa's expression changed. He frowned and said, "Why are you here again? I already told you, my name is Qian Jincai. I'm not the Yang Guofa you're looking for."
Zheng Chengbao smiled. "I never said you were Yang Guofa."
Yang Guofa grunted, said no more, and went back to his work with his head down.
Zheng Chengbao didn't bother him either, just waited quietly to the side.
Before long, it was lunchtime, and everyone clocked out.
Yang Guofa grabbed the lunchbox he had brought from home, found a random corner, and sat down to eat.
Only then did Zheng Chengbao approach, carrying a food container.
It was takeout from a nearby place.
Yang Guofa glanced at the two homemade sandwiches inside, hesitated for a moment, then took the container.
