Just as Lin Yu got off the TV segnt, he received a call from his benefactor. Despite having gone through two interviews and a live broadcast, he was truly exhausted. If possible, he just wanted to go ho and rest properly. He was really too tired.
But there was no choice; the benefactor nad him to attend, so what could he do? Of course, he had to overco all difficulties and go.
Initially, he didn’t think much of entering the stock analysis arena. He thought with years of work experience, doing stock analysis would be easy.
But after entering this small circle, he realized so things were too simplistic in his view. Too many people wanted to be on cara; why did they specifically choose him?
He thought he had rich experience, and now entering this field should be easy. It turned out to be more competitive, and he needed more to listen to his benefactor.
If one has too much character, they soon disappear from the screen. If it were the old him, he definitely wouldn’t endure such embarrassnt; changing jobs would be better.
But now he didn’t have the courage. He couldn’t return to the investnt banking circle. No matter what contributions he made to the company in the past, now he was a huge burden to them.
Firing him would require a hefty severance package and would affect the company’s reputation, so they kept him hanging.
When he submitted his resignation, he thought the leadership might talk to him, slightly retaining him. Of course, this so-called retention was just a formality.
What he didn’t expect was that after submitting the resignation, HR imdiately started the process. Not to ntion the branch president, not even a senior leader talked to him; no one reached out to him.
Even more excessive was that while he was still at the company, logistics had already arranged who would enter his office.
This was very infuriating for him, even knowing soone would occupy the office after he left, but at least wait until he left.
While reminiscing about good tis at the company in the office, soone pushed the door to enter and discuss how to decorate the office.
This was already quite heart-wrenching, and yet there was even more heartbreaking news: none of the possessions in the office were wanted. The reason was they didn’t want the belongings of a failure.
Although no nas were ntioned, anyone with a bit of brain knew who was being referred to, which infuriated him, leading to a verbal conflict on the spot.
The result was obvious. He was the biggest loser. The company didn’t support him; instead, they directly let him leave sooner without needing to wait thirty days.
Thus, he quickly left investnt banking. The current job was given by a previously acquainted boss who helped him earn enough to agree to give him an opportunity, a side effect of him being compliant.
He made money in the past two years, but the expenses were high. To maintain a sense of style, he rented a big house and with hiring a nanny and other costs, the expenditure was substantial.
When the family knew he had money again, they started sucking up to him, repeatedly saying how good of a son he was. He didn’t want to manage them, he was very disappointed with them.
What he didn’t expect was they threatened to make a scene, in TV stations, online, if he didn’t give them money.
Lin Yu was very infuriated, but he couldn’t help it. He knew his parents’ temperant well. If he disagreed, they would definitely make a scene. But he wasn’t the old him anymore; he gave them ten thousand a month, no more.
Lin Yu drove to the place, rested a bit in the car, adjusted his mood, and then opened the car door.
Zhang Yu and Feng Lina were discussing matters as they entered the restaurant; today they were eting soone whose company needed investnt.
Over the past two years, though the investnt company’s scale wasn’t big, its reputation had slowly spread. The company’s smallness had benefits, like reasonable financing terms without harsh demands, very welcod by so investors.
As they coincidentally t at the elevator entrance, Zhang Yu looked at the noticeably bulkier Lin Yu, quite surprised. This guy cared greatly about his appearance, always finding ti for exercise no matter how busy, never letting himself gain weight like this.
Lin Yu noticed Zhang Yu looked younger than before Spring Festival, quite shocked. Though over half a year had passed, he still knew so details about Zhang Yu.
For instance, she and Feng Lina tead up to start an investnt company. Though not large, they invested in good projects, and so pursued her, including lawyers and executives.
Every ti he heard about soone pursuing Zhang Yu, he comnted they were after his discarded shoes. Yet, inside, he felt very jealous.
He recalled when they divorced, he said, after leaving him, Zhang Yu would hit a slump, with chaotic work and life.
Yet a year after the divorce, the opposite occurred: his job and life beca chaotic. While others saw his glossy life, it was all rented—rented house, rented car.
"Hello," Zhang Yu decided to greet first.
"Hello," Lin Yu felt very awkward.
Feng Lina quietly watched the forr couple. When they were together, Lin Yu’s presence was larger, with Zhang Yu as a follower.
But now, Lin Yu seed the follower, as Zhang Yu exuded confidence. Despite Lin Yu’s smart attire, Feng Lina always felt sothing odd about him.
After pondering for long, she realized he resembled a eunuch, yes, exactly that, which made her involuntarily chuckle.
Zhang Yu looked over, as did Lin Yu; Feng Lina waved, indicating nothing happened.
Zhang Yu acknowledged with a sound, knowing it was about Lin Yu, but decided not to ask in front of him to save face.
Lin Yu didn’t ask, knowing for sure they were laughing at him, asking would be pointless.
As the elevator arrived, Lin Yu dashed out quickly.
Feng Lina watched his retreating back, "Is he feeling inferior?"
Zhang Yu remained silent; why discuss soone irrelevant, just another passerby.
Lin Yu of course heard what Feng Lina said and perked his ears, hoping to hear Zhang Yu’s response, yet only heard footsteps, not Zhang Yu’s voice.
He bitterly smiled, what was he expecting? Anticipating Zhang Yu’s words? To her, he was just a passerby; if not for the child between them, they might have no interactions at all.
This eting made Zhang Yu and Feng Lina happy as they preliminarily reached cooperation with the other party, setting a tone, making future negotiations smoother.
While Zhang Yu left the eting happy with much gain, Lin Yu felt it was tedious enduring the lodrama of a life once familiar, flattering others being his forte.
But today left him exhausted, with a constant forced smile, endlessly refilling glasses, playing the clown, resembling a nightmare. If possible, he wished to leave the scene, he too had a temper.
Yet every ti he thought of leaving, he suppressed it, having no choice now, with no money to assert self-confidence.
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