Chapter 88
After An Jing was discharged from the hospital, he became cautious and careful, like a frightened rabbit.
The driver remained silent. An Xingmin in the passenger seat was talking to someone about work. Although he looked haggard after not seeing him for a few years, he had become more talkative and eloquent. The feeling of sitting on a high bench for a long time became more and more ingrained in his bones.
This kind of atmosphere made An Jing feel suffocated.
"Have you changed that game yet? You're quite perceptive." An Xingmin rubbed his temples with both hands and said, "Sometimes I feel like, you're already an adult, why should I still be so devoted to taking care of you? Others who go to the same extent as me would simply cut ties with their sons if they were useless."
"An Jing, I have really done my best for you." An Xingmin sighed deeply and calmly expressed his disappointment in his son.
An Jing said with a cold face: "You have changed. You think you are always right. You look down on any decision I make."
"Did I tell you to have affairs?" An Xingmin stared at him in the rearview mirror and said pointedly, "Did I tell you to smoke Xiaguo fruit cigarettes or take drugs?"
"I was just trying!" An Jing scratched his hair irritably and said, "Besides, didn't you teach me to take things between men and women lightly in the beginning? After Zhang Zhimin raped me, I even told you about it. What was your reaction? You made sure I was well fed and clothed, and then you think you've done a great deed, like I can handle anything on my own."
As soon as he finished speaking, the driver's expression changed slightly and he glanced at An Xingmin.
"And, and Dad." An Jing put his arm around An Xingmin's shoulder. He eagerly and eagerly said, "You never believed me. You'd rather listen to what others said about me than to hear from me. Just like what happened between me and Zhang Zhimin, did you always think I liked him?"
"Shut up!" An Xingmin pushed his hand away, his eyes fierce, and roared: "Don't talk about the past anymore. If you don't mind the shame, I do!!"
An Jing paused, his expression full of hurt. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't even shed tears because of the endurance he was holding back.
"Send me back to my home." An Jing swallowed and replied, "Not the old house, but my own home."
"When you get home, stay home. It's summer vacation now. Don't go around and cause trouble for me." An Xingmin urged him, "Talk to Chengcheng whenever you can. After all, you're a legal couple."
"You also know that we are just nominally married. She has someone she likes. Why should I..." An Jing said in a deep voice.
The father and son said nothing more, and the driver took An Jing back to his home, the large flat he still had the mortgage on.
"This kid has been used to a good life since he was young and has no empathy at all." An Xingmin commented on An Jing.
On this side, after An Jing returned home, facing the lonely and empty room, he began to feel that he was lacking love too much and should really find someone to love.
He pressed the remote control, releasing Lu Chao. An Jing looked at him intently and asked, "If I manage to build your solid model, how will you repay me?"
"..." Lu Chao looked at him as if he was an idiot.
Finally, he replied, "No, thank you for your kindness. I think this form is quite safe at the moment."
An Jing wanted to say something, but Lu Chao had already turned into a small cube to stop the idle chat.
With no one to confide in about his inner distress, An Jing was very upset and wanted to find someone to talk to. He opened the bracelet and flipped through his address book. After looking around, he finally locked his target on the two words "Bian Lu".
When I dialed the phone, Bian Lu answered it immediately. He seemed very happy and said, "Thank you, Teacher An. No matter what you want to say next, I hope we can talk for a longer time."
"What?" An Jing blinked and replied, "I was just bored and wanted to chat with you. What's your reaction?"
Bian Lu: "My relatives are coming to my house, and none of them are willing to let me go. They're pressuring me to get married, asking me to borrow money, and so on. I really can't handle it. Fortunately, I got your call. It just happened to give me a chance to escape from them."
"That's not that serious." An Jing collapsed on the sofa and said, "You've become rich? Why would your relatives come to your house so casually? With all due respect, in this new era, relatives are the most useless. Apart from inquiring about your well-being and judging your abilities, there are very few people who truly expect good from you."
Bian Lu replied: "Hahaha, you are indeed Teacher An, but what you said does make some sense."
Bian Lu lowered his voice for the second half of the sentence. He seemed to glance sideways, looking at his relatives and friends in his room. Seeing them asking Bian's mother all kinds of questions, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
A certain aunt: "What university did Bian Lu go to? He's still guaranteed a job, and this house is so simply decorated."
"It's not a good university." Bian's mother waved her hand. "I was planning to take the military civilian exam, but I got rejected. Now I work in the neighborhood community office in District A."
After hearing this, Bian Lu held his forehead in pain, feeling ashamed. Why should he tell others everything about his affairs? These relatives didn't really care.
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After lunch, Bian Lu finally slipped out while they were having tea and met An Jing. He was dressed very rigidly, all in black, like a nerd who didn't understand fashion, which was very different from the stylish man he used to be.
"Wow, new style?" Bian Lu said, pulling out a lighter from his pocket and handing it to him, saying, "This is for you."
A lighter that looks like a teapot.
An Jing thanked him, frowning to show his discomfort. He played with the teapot with his hand, pressing and sliding the lid back. A small flame erupted from the spout, looking both funny and amusing.
"What do you want to do by trying to please me?" An Jing, feeling at ease with his subordinates, stopped smiling and stood in front of Bian Lu.
Bian Lu: "Uh, are we still not friends?"
"I guess so." An Jing turned around and sat down on a nearby park bench, as if reminding Bian Lu, "But speaking of your position, you should call me Secretary An."
"..."Bian Lu's face was slapped so hard that it made a loud slapping sound.
"My boss took me to an investment promotion conference a few days ago. It's that agricultural cooperative you mentioned so casually." Bian Lu carefully observed his expression and replied, "I also took a quick look. There are some shops there that need individual businesses. I wanted to join in the fun. Secretary An, do you think I meet the requirements?"
"This is a joint venture with the Haiju Company, and their latest experimental field is on the coast. This means that the agricultural cooperative will also be located near Xia Country on land."
An Jing explained, "Everyone at the Blue Island Base is tired of seafood. Back on land, those individual businesses selling local specialties are definitely selling local snacks. Complying with regulations is a simple matter, but the problem is, once you occupy the shop space, can you sell your goods?"
"Oh, oh." Bian Lu looked depressed.
The two men pondered for a moment, and Bian Lu thought of something else. He said, "Selling souvenirs, marine life dolls—I mean, since it's similar to the World Expo, using this kind of shopping to connect the Blue Island base with Xia Country, we can use the goods on land to please the marine people, and then we can also create IP dolls to promote Blue Island."
"You're quite good at drawing inferences from one instance." An Jing smiled at him and asked, "With such a business acumen, how did you become a civil servant? It's a waste of talent."
"Secretary An, please stop teasing me." Bian Lu sat down with him and said, "I've also been researching this. People online say that if a family wants to prosper, they must first be an informant in the government and get the latest government news. Only then can they protect the family's business owners. Hahahaha."
An Jing was stunned after hearing this, then turned around and looked at Bian Lu with a sharp look in his eyes. He said, "You are so careless. Be careful that you won't be able to contain yourself when you get into trouble in the future."
"No, that's not true!" Bian Lu quickly evaded the question, then put on his humble face and replied, "I heard some nonsense online. I was just chatting with you casually. My family are all honest people, really."
"I always help in emergencies, not in poverty." An Jing laughed. He gestured with his lighter to Bian Lu and said, "Since you understand everything, and it's clearly stated on the official investment website, you can make your own arrangements."
However, the Bian Lu family was not in a hurry, they were simply poor.
——This fully reflects the bureaucratic arrogance and arrogance of An Jing.
Bian Lu was so happy that he wanted to jump up and give him a hug, but he held back. So he just grabbed An Jing's hand and shook it, saying, "Thank you, Teacher An."
That night, Bian Lu had a long talk with his mother. He found the investment promotion section of the official website of District A government, and then excitedly told her the feasibility of this matter.
First, the family can travel on land.
Second, this is just a short-term project, an opportunity to make money by chance. If it is just selling snacks, the merchant will not have to work hard at all.
Third, the shop rental fee is only 50 yuan a day, and the agricultural cooperative will run for a full 15 days. Whether they sell cultural and creative products or food, they can make a full profit.
After hearing this, Bian's mother was also coaxed into making sense, and immediately decided to participate in this matter. She stayed in Bian Lu's house in Area A that night.
"Hey, son." Mother Bian, who was lying on the bed, looked excited. She said to Bian Lu, who was lying on the floor, "You said it was Secretary An who gave you advice. How about we buy him some fruit or something to thank him someday?"
"He's powerful and wealthy, he has everything he needs." Bian Lu turned over and said sullenly, "He doesn't like it."
Bian Ma: "Didn't you also say that you gave him a lighter and he was very happy?"
"Because he loves smoking, that's all I know." Bian Lu sighed and said, "Mom, don't worry, I will take care of these things. I gave Teacher An a lighter so that he would think of me every time he took out the lighter to smoke. Otherwise, what do you think?"
"I can't believe you're so smart, boy." Mother Bian sighed and said with a smile, "I always say my son has a promising future."
"It's too late, let's go to bed." Bian Lu closed his eyes.
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