Chapter 758: Haitian Past
Lin Zhifan's father finally received a hefty sum of compensation awarded by law.
But he didn't take a penny and donated it all to local charities.
When talking about this incident, the middle-aged man who also had some sparse white hair shook his head and sighed.
"Oh, he's really clueless. He has so much money, it's enough for him to live in a villa, marry a wife, have children, and live a life of ease and comfort. But he just donated it without keeping a penny! He got the useless Good Citizen Red Flag!"
The uncle walked away swaying in his coat.
"He knelt for a long time outside the Lanjiang branch, just begging for an explanation. This incident itself is the group's responsibility. No matter what, can you at least apologize? Four lives lost! Isn't it worth your personal condolences? The result is only endless shirking of responsibility and talk of money. It's a pity for those children. The elder sister is so beautiful and ambitious. I heard that she moved here from an inland city and bought the house with the mortgage from her sister."
The fashionable aunt sighed and walked away gracefully with a bag of dried fish.
"In the beginning, public opinion was quite strong,"
The barber shop owner, who was obviously a gossip lover, said to him,
"But these things are ultimately just temporary fads. News keeps coming out every day, and things that shocked everyone at the time are always overshadowed by something else. When everyone gradually forgets about it, he's gone, never to return to Haitian City. This place is such a sad place."
The humming sound of the hair dryer started again, and Wen Luyan walked out of the barber shop.
The air conditioning was isolated by the glass door behind him, and he looked up to see the scorching sunlight.
Even though the temperature was 38 or 39 degrees Celsius, he inexplicably felt cold.
Without an umbrella, he walked on the streets of Haitian City, and soon followed the directions to the office building of the Lanjiang Group branch.
The young man stood at the bottom of a tall building and looked up.
Layers of glass windows reflected a dazzling, cool luster in the sunlight, like a giant high above, looking down at the ants beneath.
Wen Lueyan turned his head to look at the gate. The hot air made everything blurry. In a trance, he seemed to see a middle-aged man on the empty ground.
Maybe his hair was not so white at that time, and he just looked like a very handsome uncle, and he would get a lot of attention when he went out on the street.
But Wen Lueyan's eyes were in a trance, as if he had penetrated time and saw the old light and shadows from many years ago. He saw the middle-aged man holding the ashes and photos of his wife and children, bending his knees and spine, and kneeling deeply in the dust under this cold and tall office building.
Wen Lueyan looked away, took a deep breath, and turned to leave.
The man's shadow, which was as curved as a parallel universe, was left behind by him.
When leaving, we passed by the boundless blue sea.
The sea breeze is slightly warm, but there are still many surfing shadows on the sea surface.
The white sailboats in the distance look incredibly refreshing.
Wen Lueyan watched silently, and the girl's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
In fact, when listening to the radio, the Lin Zhifan on the radio is an extrovert. She knows a lot, has seen a lot, has good eloquence and an open-minded attitude.
She would chatter for a long time excitedly about a beautiful bird she had never seen before.
She would use strange and bizarre yet inexplicably appropriate language to describe the scenery she liked.
She is lively and rebellious, with a stubborn and independent mind.
But the girl he met was completely different from Lin Zhifan.
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