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C272 Shi Wuqian



C272 Shi Wuqian

0"Remember their faces, that's the biggest difference between you and them"    
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"If you have goods in your stomach, you will never have to bow your head to anyone or anything. Even if I lose six phones today, you still dare to give me an IOU. This is your confidence, because you believe that you will be able to earn these six phones through your own efforts in the future."    

    

" But they won't. They will only lower their heads to anyone or anything, because there is nothing else they can do besides lowering their heads. " The only way they can get this phone is to fight in the sewers, not to mention their future. "    

    

Zhao Quan patted Wu Fei on the shoulder. "Work hard. I have high hopes for your future!"    

    

After two more heavy slaps, Zhao Quan stopped a taxi and left.    

    

By the time Wu Fei came back to his senses, Zhao Quan had already left. He could not return the phone in his hand even if he wanted to.    

    

He turned his head to look at his classmates in the smelly ditch. At this time, the five of them who were originally pretty good had already started fighting in the mud.    

    

The reason was that they had found a phone and wanted to grab it in their hands. They wanted to quickly leave the stinky ditch with it in their hands.    

    

Therefore, not only were they unable to leave quickly, their bodies were also covered in stinky mud.    

    

Wu Fei finally realized why Zhao Quan threw away the five phones. He knew Zhao Quan's good intentions.    

    

Zhao Quan used the five phones to give him a life lesson, just like what Zhao Quan said before he left -    

    

As long as he had something in his stomach, he would never have to bow his head to anyone or anything that he knew!    

    

Wu Fei became more and more determined to change his future will through his own efforts. He ignored the five classmates who were still fighting in the stinky ditch and walked home with his new phone and the accessories on the floor.    

    

He didn't care about these chargers and other accessories. The reason he picked them up was that he didn't want the five students to use their phones to their heart's content.    

    

After returning home, Wu Fei went to find his father, Wu Chunyin.    

    

He didn't listen to Zhao Quan, but told everything that happened tonight to Wu Chunyin.    

    

Wu Chunyin estimated the time and asked Wu Fei about his clothes and facial features. He easily confirmed that it was Zhao Quan who helped his son. But he was a little curious. Zhao Quan... did he really come to work in the factory?    

    

He had worked in the factory for 25 years, but he had never seen a worker who did not take money. He could even tell that Zhao Quan went to work. It was not for money at all. Then what was it for?    

    

"Dad, do you know that uncle? If you know him, help me return this phone to him! "    

    

Wu Fei took the phone and handed it to Wu Chunyin. Although his eyes were full of reluctance, he did not hesitate at all.    

    

Wu Chunyin originally wanted to reach out his hand, but when he saw his son's reluctant gaze, he felt a wave of sourness in his heart.    

    

In the eyes of parents, not being able to get what their child wanted was the greatest pain and the greatest self-blame.    

    

So tonight, Wu Chunyin was extravagant for once.    

    

"Son, you can keep your phone. These years, you are very sensible and will soon take the college entrance exam. After the college entrance exam, you will need to go to college. You also need a phone. " As for the money for buying the phone, dad will help you pay that uncle back. "    

    

"But Dad, we don't have money..."    

    

Wu Chunyin stopped Wu Fei from talking and sent him back to his room to study.    

    

After closing Wu Fei's door, Wu Chunyin couldn't help but cry.    

    

All these years, he had insisted on making his wife sick in bed and have no money to cure her. He had made his child suffer and be ridiculed.    

    

He felt like he was about to take it. He could not take it anymore. He wanted to kneel down and kowtow to reality.    

    

It was not that his backbone was not strong enough, but if he did not bend down, the days of his wife and child under him would be even more difficult...    

    

The next day at work, Wu Chunyin brought the ten thousand yuan he got up early and went to the ATM to withdraw. The newspaper was wrapped and brought to the factory.    

    

When he saw Zhao Quan, he pulled Zhao Quan to the side.    

    

When Zhao Quan heard that Wu Chunyin wanted to return the money, he waved his hand and said, "You can forget about it. That was a reward for being sensible to the child, not for you. What money are you giving me? Hurry up and keep it! "    

    

Wu Chunyin refused. He insisted on returning the money, and once again used the reason to chase Zhao Quan away as a threat.    

    

Zhao Quanle said, "Old Wu, do you think I can casually throw away sixty thousand yuan? Do you think I'm the one who cares about this job?"    

    

With just one sentence, Wu Chunyin was rendered speechless.    

    

That was true. No matter how he looked at it, Zhao Quan did not seem like he was here to work. He looked more like he was here for vacation. He looked around at the equipment and looked for workers to ask for guidance.    

    

Wu Chunyin could not help but be curious. He asked Zhao Quan, "What are you here for?"    

    

Zhao Quan replied, "I want to tell you that I am here to discuss business with your group. I want to know about the equipment first. Do you believe me?"    

    

Wu Chunyin nodded without hesitation. "I believe you. Although you are very young, I can see that your way of talking is different from others. Your way of dealing with problems and the way you look at problems is also very high-end. This kind of situation can only mean that you have a higher level of insight."    

    


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