Yun City, in a certain old residential area.
In one of the units, the sound of a child’s cough could be heard.
A boy around ten years old lay in bed, his face pale, very thin, clearly tornted by illness.
Sitting by the bed was a middle-aged woman caring for the boy. She frowned with a look of worry on her face—a worry stemming from a life filled with hardships.
"Zhongcheng, the child’s condition has worsened again. The doctor said he must have surgery this month, otherwise..." the middle-aged woman said, her voice choked with emotion, her eyes red.
"Just the surgery alone will cost more than a hundred thousand, with our family’s current situation, where can we get that much money? I don’t know what to do. Zhongcheng, where are you going?"
The middle-aged woman spoke from the room’s doorway, looking towards the living room.
In the living room, a middle-aged man was putting on a suit, tidying up, and carrying a briefcase, seemingly about to go out.
"I’m going to find a job. Don’t worry, I won’t just stand by and watch our son suffer. I have to save him," the middle-aged man said, a hint of determination in his voice.
The middle-aged woman stood up, walked to the living room, and curiously asked, "Where are you going to find a job? In less than a month, the child needs surgery. What kind of job can earn over a hundred thousand in such a short ti?"
The middle-aged man said, "Don’t worry about it, I have my ways."
With that, the middle-aged man turned and was about to leave.
"You’re going to beg that person, aren’t you?" the middle-aged woman suddenly said.
The middle-aged man halted, showing a look of pain, clearly caught by his wife’s words.
The middle-aged woman said, "Are you really going to beg that person? Back then, as a CEO, you offended that person, got fired, lost the lawsuit, and lost everything. That person even vowed that any company daring to hire you would beco his enemy. Given his influence in the business world, no one dares to offend him, and no one has hired you ever since. Only by begging him can there be a chance, but you swore that even if you beca a beggar, you’d never beg him."
The middle-aged man snorted, "Then tell , what other options do I have?"
The middle-aged woman fell silent.
The middle-aged man said, "For our son, what does a little humiliation matter? As long as I can save him, I’m willing to do anything."
With that, the middle-aged man was about to go out.
The middle-aged woman said, "Zhongcheng, wait a mont. Have you heard of Mr. Lin? Mr. Lin recently announced he’s going into the car business. I heard they’re building a team now. With your talent, why not try reaching out to Mr. Lin?"
The middle-aged man hesitated and then bitterly laughed, "Do you think Mr. Lin would hire ? I’ve offended that person. Even Mr. Lin wouldn’t dare hire . They’re all the sa! Don’t say any more. I’ve already decided. This is the only feasible way."
With that, the middle-aged man no longer lingered and left.
The middle-aged woman sighed, worry etched on her face. She could feel the humiliation her husband would endure, yet there was nothing she could do.
Baodi Auto, Yun City branch.
Baodi Auto is part of the Baodi Group, one of the top three car enterprises in Huaxia. The head of Baodi Group is also one of the top ten figures on Huaxia’s rich list.
At the Baodi Auto Yun City branch, in the president’s office, the current president of Baodi Auto, Huang Chuanlong, was browsing his phone.
"Lin Fan... who exactly is this kid, suddenly announcing a venture into cars with such vigor..." Huang Chuanlong murmured, focusing on the recent business news causing a stir.
At that mont, a pretty secretary knocked and entered.
"President Huang, a Mr. Jiang Zhongcheng is here to see you," the secretary said.
"Jiang Zhongcheng?" Huang Chuanlong raised an eyebrow and laughed, "What’s this guy doing here? I want to see him."
The secretary said, "Shall I bring him in?"
Huang Chuanlong said, "No need, I’ll go see him."
With that, Huang Chuanlong stood up and followed the secretary out.
A middle-aged man stood in the office, waiting, appearing a bit uneasy, as those around him were eyeing him, with many whispering among themselves, so recognizing him.
"What’s this guy doing here?"
"Wasn’t he kicked out of the company?"
"I heard things got really embarrassing for him; he offended soone he shouldn’t have back then..."
The crowd murmured.
"Well, isn’t this President Jiang? How co you have the ti to visit today?" A voice ca, and President Huang Chuanlong walked over with a mocking smile.
Middle-aged man Jiang Zhongcheng, upon seeing Huang Chuanlong, blushed imdiately, his eyes complex.
"President Huang," Jiang Zhongcheng said with his face turning red. Thinking of his young son lying on the bed at ho, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to speak, "I’m here looking for a job; I’d like to co back."
Everyone was taken aback.
Huang Chuanlong was also surprised, then burst into laughter, "Did I hear you right? President Jiang wants to co back? That’s not what you said back then—you said you’d never co back, even if beaten to death. So, you’ve changed your mind?"
Jiang Zhongcheng said, "President Huang, please give a chance. I’m willing to apologize to you. You said before that if I apologized, you’d let return."
Huang Chuanlong shrugged, laughing, "I did say that. What can I do? Alright, go ahead and apologize!"
Jiang Zhongcheng hesitated, then gritted his teeth and said, "I... have a condition. I’ll apologize to President Huang and return to work, but I urgently need two hundred thousand. President Huang must first pay this amount, and it will be deducted from my future salary."
Huang Chuanlong jeered and laughed, "Oh, so President Jiang is short on money, how pitiful. You lost everything in that lawsuit, right?"
The room erupted in laughter.
Jiang Zhongcheng’s face reddened further, "President Huang, will you agree to my condition? If not, I’ll leave."
Huang Chuanlong stopped laughing and said, "It’s only two hundred thousand. I spend more than that on a al. It’s no big deal. President Jiang, just apologize quickly."
Jiang Zhongcheng lowered his head and said, "I’m sorry."
Huang Chuanlong chuckled, "That’s not enough. How does that show your sincerity? Kneel down first, kowtow three tis for , and tell everyone that you brought it upon yourself, that it was entirely your fault back then!"
"What?" Jiang Zhongcheng’s face changed—this demand was too excessive!
Utter humiliation, his fists clenched involuntarily.
Seeing this, Huang Chuanlong sneered, "What, unwilling? You think you have any dignity left when you have to beg for two hundred thousand? If you’re unwilling, just get lost. I’d like to see where you’ll find two hundred thousand!"
Jiang Zhongcheng gritted his teeth, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, struggling intensely internally.
Everyone was watching him—would this Jiang Zhongcheng choose to kneel?
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