He Yuxiang analyzed for Mao Mao: "When a singer in Hong Kong sells 50,000 copies of a record, it becomes a platinum record. Your record already has that potential. If you sing for them for seven hours afterward, it will further prove your strength and talent. That's why they value your talent and talent and are targeting you."
Mao Mao lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to sing anymore."
Singing disgusts him!
No one tried to persuade him otherwise; they just told him to get some rest.
Xiao Yu stayed behind to take care of Mao Mao, because He Yuan had to go back to work in the capital, Talia hadn't blinked for a long time and her body had reached its limit, and everyone else had their own careers to attend to. Only Xiao Yu, as a student, still had a holiday.
After everyone left, Xiaoyu quietly stayed by Mao Mao's side.
Mao Mao, who always considered himself the older brother, felt embarrassed when Xiao Yu saw him in such a disheveled state: "Xiao Yu, I can take care of myself. You can actually go out for a walk too."
"No, I want to stay with you. If I had known they were bullying you, I should have stayed with you and beaten them to death!"
Xiao Yu waved her fist.
Mao Mao subconsciously said, "Let's not."
He could bear his own injuries, but seeing Xiaoyu injured made him not only physically pained, but also heartbroken.
Xiaoyu sighed: "You've had such a terrible time. You're like a little lamb who accidentally wandered into the world of capitalism and almost got slaughtered by wolves."
Mao Mao's eyes curved slightly: "The main reason is that I'm not wary of people. If someone praises me, I get all cocky."
He finished recording his first song early on, and amidst the rave reviews, he signed a contract for his second song without informing He Yuxiang. When the record company boss told him that a powerful figure in the industry appreciated his music and wanted to meet him, he didn't hesitate.
I got beaten up before we even met.
I was forced to sing during our meeting.
He was then repeatedly slapped in the face.
He didn't know if he was being greedy or naive, or if he didn't understand the rules of society. In any case, while singing for that group of people, he thought he didn't want to sing anymore!
Xiaoyu comforted him, "It's normal. We're still young. These are all experiences. You're suffering now, but you definitely won't suffer in the future."
Mao Mao's lips curved into a smile.
But he didn't take those words to heart.
When Xiaoyu was taking care of him in the hospital, she carefully applied his medicine and joked, "I guess I'm a doctor ahead of schedule."
Seeing that she was trying her best to find topics to talk about and trying to cheer him up, Mao Mao also smiled along with her.
"Mao Mao".
Yang Yihe entered the ward and saw the bruises on Mao Mao's face and the bruises around his eyes. Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Don't cry, I'm fine, I'll be alright after some rest," Mao Mao quickly comforted him.
Yang Yihe felt that the group of people had gone too far. Looking at Mao Mao's injuries, she was so angry that she kept wiping away her tears and choked out, "We will avenge you."
"No, that house is like a palace. I'll just consider this an eye-opening experience and not dream of becoming a pop star in the future."
He was genuinely afraid that his friends would hold a grudge against that person and want to avenge him.
He has assets worth hundreds of millions and connections that are all he can boast about. The richest person around him is He Yuxiang, who only has a million.
Xiao Yu disagreed, saying, "What do you mean by 'dream'? You've already sold three thousand records, so you're a pop star!"
Yang Yihe sat down on the edge of Mao Mao's bed and said, "I agree with Xiao Yu's statement."
Mao Mao didn't correct their statements, but simply asked Yang Yihe, "Aren't you supposed to be at work?"
"My lunch break."
"Oh, then sit down and rest for a while."
"Mao Mao!" As soon as Dwarf Tiger entered the door and saw the disheveled Mao Mao, he started howling, "They're a bunch of beasts, they've gone too far! I really want to beat these bitches to death! Just because they have a few stinking coins doesn't mean they're so great! Everyone has parents, why is she so precious!"
Fu Shuyan followed closely behind, and upon seeing Mao Mao's injury, frowned and said, "Didn't they pay the price? How can they be so arrogant!"
He Yuxiang sat down next to Xiaoyu and said, "Hong Kong people are known for their legal expertise. I already have Hong Kong residency and have been in contact with lawyers. I will fight for your legal rights."
Seeing their righteous indignation, even more so than herself, Mao Mao felt a mix of emotion—gratitude, happiness, and a sense of injustice.
He tried to convince himself to be more sensible, but after feeling so much love and care, he felt he could still be childish for a while.
And so the tears she had been holding back finally burst forth.
When he cried, everyone fell silent, feeling incredibly heartbroken.
After a while, Mao Mao said, "Actually, the situation isn't that serious. Don't take it to heart. And He Yuxiang, you absolutely mustn't go to court. If you go to court, we'll just be wasting money. It's better to donate that money than to be angry."
He Yuxiang: "I know what I'm doing."
He can do business peacefully under his aunt's protection, but what if he were in Hong Kong? What could he do then? Could his business really proceed as smoothly as it did in China?
Now that he had obtained Hong Kong identity, he wanted to try his luck in Hong Kong and see what he could do in that place without any protection, in the chaotic world of capital!
Frustrated, Mao Mao insisted, "You're not allowed to sue her!"
He Yuxiang was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I will tell you when I really go to court against her."
Seeing that he had taken a step back, Mao Mao didn't press the matter further.
The lunch break was short; everyone checked on Mao Mao for a while and then left.
He Yuxiang returned to the factory and began to consider cultivating his own management team. Otherwise, he couldn't do everything himself. It was a pipe dream for him to challenge a wealthy businessman with a net worth of hundreds of millions by relying solely on one factory.
As he pondered, He Yuxiang thought of poaching talent...
The person they dug up wasn't just anyone, but Tu Xindong, whom her aunt had brought out!
Tu Xindong was shocked when he saw He Yuxiang. "Yuxiang, you've grown so much!"
He's over 1.8 meters tall, just like an adult.
He Yuxiang nodded somewhat awkwardly at her opening remarks, then quickly got to the point, "I know you're in a tense situation with Director Liu, and I also know that getting the director's position will give you a faster promotion in administration, but if I may be frank, the machinery factory has been regressing in recent years. Your branch factory has basically gone bankrupt, and the internal situation is chaotic. Due to the large number of employees, you're running at a loss and have repeatedly applied for government subsidies. Even if you win the battle with Director Liu, it will be difficult for you to turn the tide, because his relatives have already infiltrated all walks of life."
Seeing that his analysis was so logical, Tu Xindong straightened his expression and asked, "So what do you want from me?"
"I'd like to hire you as the deputy factory manager of my electronics factory. My current identity is that of a Hong Kong businessman. If you become the deputy factory manager, I can openly and legitimately offer you a salary of one thousand yuan, and I can also give you absolute management authority, allowing you to experience the thrill of expansion like my aunt did." (End of Chapter)
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