After all, all the won at ho were waiting for him. If he disappeared for too long right after coming back, he would definitely be complained at by all of them.
Zhang Peitang and that old man watched Ye Hao leave just like that. They both stared blankly at the hundred thousand on the stage. In the past, a hundred thousand in their eyes was like dirt, not worth a ntion, but now this hundred thousand could ease their urgent crisis a little. Yet at this mont, Zhang Peitang was at a loss. He didn't know whether he should accept Ye Hao's money or not.
If he accepted Ye Hao's money, it ant he owed Ye Hao a favor. But if he didn't, once he left Yanjing to work for Ye Hao, then his daughter and the old servant who had loyally followed him all these years would have no source of inco at all.
What's more, his daughter was still in school. Once there was no money, never mind going to school, even eating would beco a problem.
He really didn't think that running a tiny noodle shop in Yanjing could feed a whole family, not with how high the cost of living in Yanjing was.
"Master?" The old retainer hesitantly called out to Zhang Peitang.
"Take it! Ai, maybe Mr. Ye doesn't have that intention of making us owe him a favor." Zhang Peitang sighed.
"Then let's take it. The young miss needs money too; we can at least ease her urgent needs." The old retainer's wrinkled hands took ninety thousand, and he handed the remaining ten thousand to Zhang Peitang, saying, "Master, here's ten thousand. I hope this ti when you go to Peng City you can get the job. I think Mr. Ye's company must be quite large; otherwise he couldn't have just thrown out a hundred thousand like that. Maybe he also saw our predicant, so he let us缓一缓 on the financial pressure first."
"It should be like that. No matter what, I have to repay Mr. Ye's great kindness. Please help guard my room; no one is allowed to go in. I want to draft a detailed developnt plan. I must rise again. Those who mocked , stepped on , laughed at , looked down on back then—I want to make it so that in the future I'm beyond their reach."
After speaking, an aura of a man in a high position radiated from Zhang Peitang. In this mont he was truly full of fighting spirit, as if he wanted to compare height with the mountains and contend with the heavens themselves.
If Ye Hao saw him like this, without a doubt Ye Hao would hire him on the spot. It was simply that Zhang Peitang's fighting spirit was too full. For soone this driven, even if he were dumber, Ye Hao would still hire him, because a man like this has drive, he can keep fighting, he will keep learning in the struggle, and sooner or later he will be like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, transforming in one jump into a Golden Dragon.
After that, Zhang Peitang went into his room, refusing to be disturbed by anyone, throwing himself wholeheartedly into the right fra of mind, writing down the advantages he thought could be developed from all these years.
In the past, though he had thought about developing many things, the Zhang Group simply didn't have enough liquid capital. He had the intention to develop, but no funds to get things moving.
Though he also wondered whether even the rich really had that much start-up capital, he still wrote down a number of industries worth developing first so he'd be prepared.
The old retainer saw that the aura around Zhang Peitang was just like thirty years ago. He was moved to tears! When the Tong Family tricked Zhang Peitang, he had advised him, but Zhang Peitang insisted on his own way, which led to today's outco.
He had originally thought it would be difficult for Zhang Peitang to rise again in this life. Unexpectedly, Ye Hao's visit had stirred up that old vigor in him, and his whole person was brimming with fighting spirit.
"Third Grandpa, I'm back." At this ti, a girl so beautiful it was almost unreal walked in from outside the noodle shop. The girl had a flawless oval face, long, shiny black hair that reached down to her waist, a height of about one-ter-sixty-eight, a slender, graspable waist, high heels and stockings…
"The young miss is back?" The old retainer put the ninety thousand on the cash register, then walked out with a smile.
"Mm! Where's Dad?" The pretty girl looked around in puzzlent and asked.
"The master is drafting a proposal, young miss. Don't disturb him."
"Writing again? Why is he writing every day? What's the use of writing? The Tong Family won't let us go, ai!" The pretty girl frowned in distress when she thought of her father working on proposals and plans every day just to find a job.
"The master is doing it all for you and the madam! The madam's whereabouts are still unknown now, ai!" The old retainer sighed.
When the pretty girl heard this, her gaze dodged, and she weakly picked up her backpack, then headed to her room.
Her room was no longer the princess room it had been. Now it was only five square ters, with just a bed in it. Even the dressing table was old and broken, with no luxurious decorations, no glamorous lighting, only a 10-watt LED bulb for illumination.
Seeing this scene, the pretty girl could no longer hold back the tears that burst from her eyes.
She took off her high heels, sat on the bed hugging her legs, and began to cry softly. Her tears soaked her stockings, but she didn't care; she just kept crying, and the more she cried, the more heartbroken she beca.
"Mom…" the pretty girl called out softly, "Mom," and her mind was struggling. If she kept dragging this out, she was really afraid the people who had taken her mother would be enraged.
But if she didn't drag it out, then her whole life would be ruined.
"Mom… Dad… Third Grandpa… wuu wuu…" She called each of them in turn, then let the tears stream down again.
The old retainer stood at the door, and two tracks of tears also slid from his eyes. The Zhang Family had changed overnight; everything had changed. The madam was gone, the master couldn't find work, the young miss needed money for school and to live…
"Ai! The Heavenly Dao is unfair! Thirty years of doing charity, and this is the ending we get." The old retainer sighed, then walked out of the noodle shop again, calling out loudly, hoping more people would co to eat noodles.
Although Ye Hao had left ninety thousand, enough for them to get by for a while, if Zhang Peitang failed to find a job, they would lose all sources of inco.
In the room, the girl had cried for nearly half an hour. There were no tears left in her eyes, only a pair of swollen red eyes blinking and blinking.
The pretty girl suddenly stood up. She slowly took off her stockings and her underclothes. When all the clothes on her body had been changed, a flawless white body was left exposed in the air.
Her immaculate figure was curvy and alluring, her huge breasts and the two crimson tips on her chest making it hard for one to look away. She gathered the black hair falling over her shoulders and then took out a bright red lipstick, gently applying it to her tender red lips.
The pretty girl put on a light touch of makeup, that face of nation-toppling, city-toppling beauty…
She put on a set of underwear and shorts that she believed to be extrely seductive, and a white short skirt. It was very cold in the late autumn of Yanjing, but she endured the chill and changed into a pair of white high heels.
Because of the cold, her high heels were a bit stiff, but she endured the pain and put them on, then picked up her handbag.
The pretty girl looked sadly around this room. Perhaps when she ca back from this trip, she would no longer be a maiden.
"Maybe everything from the past is going to be goodbye…" After saying this, two tears fell sadly from her eyes, and she resolutely headed toward the bar. (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welco to go to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian to read.)
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