The town mayor sighed and said, "Cousin, you've worked in town for three years, so you should know a thing or two about my family's situation. Although I'm the mayor, I only earn a little over seventy yuan a month. Your aunt doesn't work and just sits at home doing nothing. Our monthly expenses are over forty yuan, and we can only save thirty yuan. You do the math, and we can only save a maximum of five hundred yuan a year. After several years, we do have some savings, but not even twenty thousand yuan."
Gu Tian was a little unhappy when Gu Le started complaining about being poor as soon as he opened his mouth.
Gu Le is right. Although he is the town mayor, his salary is not high.
The problem is: ancient music is very lucrative.
Many people gave her gifts, including cigarettes and alcohol, which Liu Fei took to the No. 1 Shop in the world and had Erlv sell them on her behalf.
In addition, the town mayor often goes to banquets and frequently brings Liu Fei along. Since his family doesn't cook often, they can save a lot of money.
Gu Tian thought to himself: Those village chiefs below might still be giving you cash.
In any case, even if you don't have 50,000 yuan, you still have more than 20,000 yuan.
"Cousin, my father's life is in your hands. If you don't lend me the money, my father's life is over."
Gu Le said tactfully, "Cousin, you can't ignore everything the doctor says, but you can't listen to everything he says either. The idea that surgery will solve everything is a complete lie. Let me tell you: cancer is incurable. Even if you have surgery, the cancer cells will metastasize in a short time. I think conservative treatment is better. I've heard that many people have had good results with traditional Chinese medicine."
Clearly, the mayor meant that it was unnecessary to spend so much money on surgery, as it could easily lead to a complete loss.
Gu Tian asked with a gloomy face, "Cousin, do you mean you're unwilling to lend me a single penny?"
The mayor quickly explained, "Cousin, do you think I'm such a cold-hearted person? As you know, I've always cared about you. Your family's difficulties are my difficulties. I'll sell everything I own to lend you some money. How about this, I'll go home and discuss it with your sister-in-law, and I'll give you an answer tomorrow."
After the mayor finished speaking, he patted Gu Tian on the shoulder affectionately and comforted him, "Cousin, although we are only cousins, we have been together for so many years and are like brothers. I will do my best to help you."
Clearly, the town mayor wanted to keep Gu Tian in check and prevent him from doing anything foolish.
The town mayor took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Gu Tian, saying, "Take this money and spend it. Don't be too hard on yourself. Look at you, you're so thin and pale, like you haven't eaten enough."
Gu Tian said with a mournful face, "These past few days, I've been eating nothing but steamed buns and pickled vegetables. I'm so grateful that Xiao Ma lent me more than thirty yuan, otherwise, I might be on the verge of death."
"Cousin, I will help you."
The town mayor walked out of the dilapidated courtyard, waved to Ma Yunfei, and said, "Go back."
Ma Yunfei was about to go to the Baixing Restaurant when the town mayor said, "Little Ma, come to my house for lunch today, and we'll have a drink together."
Ma Yunfei was somewhat surprised, as the town mayor had never invited him to dinner before.
He often went to the town mayor's house to work, and when it was time to eat, Liu Fei would always ask Ma Yunfei to stay for a meal.
"Godfather, I... I think I'll go back to the sales station. I've already ordered boxed lunches."
“Xiao Ma, I’ve been in the countryside for a week and I’m finally back. I was just looking for someone to talk to, so please don’t refuse.”
Ma Yunfei thought to himself: You're inviting me to dinner, it's like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken, you definitely don't have good intentions.
He wanted to know: What exactly was the town mayor up to? And how did he plan to get rid of Gu Tian?
Ma Yunfei went to the town mayor's house.
Liu Fei cooked eight dishes, which seemed quite elaborate, making Ma Yunfei a little embarrassed.
She brought over a bottle of Wuliangye liquor and said excitedly, "Son, it's rare for your godfather to be so happy, so why don't you have a few more drinks with him?"
Ma Yunfei's face turns red when he drinks, but he never gets drunk, no matter how much he drinks, because he has a knack for handling alcohol.
Ma Yunfei's drinking method is found on the soles of his feet. Whenever he drinks baijiu (Chinese liquor), the soles of his feet sweat, and that sweat is the liquor.
If Ma Yunfei drinks half a jin of liquor, his shoes will be soaked through, as if he stepped into water.
The bottle of wine was empty.
Ma Yunfei's face turned red and his neck became thick from drinking.
The mayor's neck veins bulged.
The mayor asked, "Little Ma, what do you think of me?"
"Godfather, you've always been incredibly kind to me. If it weren't for your support in setting up the yam sales station, my whole family would probably be starving."
"Xiao Ma, although your yam business hasn't made a lot of money, you should have made some small profits."
"Yes, for the past three months, my family has been eating and drinking well, and we've been buying half a pound of meat almost every week."
Ma Yunfei wasn't lying; his family really only cuts half a pound of meat each week because he doesn't want people to know he's made a lot of money.
The mayor smiled and said, "Eating half a pound of meat a week doesn't count as eating well."
"Godfather, I am already very satisfied. In the past, my family would rarely eat meat, maybe once every six months. Now we can eat meat every week, which is already very good."
"Hehe... Little Ma, I have high hopes for you. In a while, the town's supply and marketing cooperative will be recruiting. Although they are not civil servants, they are still formal state employees. I plan to get you a spot."
Ma Yunfei doesn't care about being a formal state employee or even a civil servant.
His past life was that of a famous economist, but that's all there is to it.
Ma Yunfei has already earned more than three million yuan, far more than the economist he earned in his previous life.
"Thank you, godfather."
“Xiao Ma, no need to thank me. You are my godson, and I treat you like my own son. As you know, my husband and I don’t have any children, so all our inheritance will be left to you in the future.”
Ma Yunfei's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself: "The mayor is offering me a job opening and giving me his entire inheritance. Clearly, he's bribing me. He'll definitely make me do something important for him next."
"Godfather, you've been so good to me. For you, I'm willing to go through fire and water, to be your slave."
Ma Yunfei really wanted to know: What did the town mayor want him to do?
He could guess pretty accurately that what the town mayor had asked him to do was definitely related to Gu Tian.
The mayor said slowly, "Little Ma, are you willing to go through fire and water for me?"
"Yes, I'm willing."
"Little Ma, if I asked you to do something illegal, would you dare to do it?"
Ma Yunfei patted his chest and said confidently, "Godfather, even if you asked me to kill someone, I would dare to do it!"
The mayor slammed his hand on the table and said happily, "Little Ma, it seems that making you my godson was a wise decision. You're a good friend."
"Godfather, just tell me what you want me to do, and I will do it without hesitation."
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