An Jingzhi opened his eyes and found himself in an old-fashioned ticket office. He quickly walked aside and sat down to check his memory.
It is now the 25th year of the Republic of China. The original owner lost his mother at a young age, and his father spoiled him to the extreme, giving him whatever he wanted. When he grew up, his father sent him abroad to study.
But the original owner was actually just hanging around abroad, had no interest in studying, spent money like water all day, and gathered a bunch of like-minded people.
After the original owner's father, An Shipei, fell ill, the family business was greatly affected. The original owner's quality of life declined and he was looked down upon by the playboys he used to play with, so he chose to end his studies and return home.
Under the pretext of worrying about his father, he inherited the family business after returning to China, helped his father manage the business, and let his father rest and recuperate.
But under the guidance of the original owner, all the businesses went bankrupt within a few months. The original owner disappeared for fear of being chased for debts.
Anshipei had to drag his sick body to deal with the problem of debt collectors who came to his home. Many of them were old customers with whom he had done business for many years, and they gave him some time.
Anshipei used this time to sell off his ancestral property and pay off his debts, then collapsed and never got back on his feet. It was his loyal old butler who helped collect his body and handle his funeral.
The original owner lost the protection of the An family, was weak and uneducated, and went to the next city to get addicted to gambling and lost all his money. When he wanted to go home to ask for money, he encountered a fight on the way and was shot to death.
After reading it, An Jingzhi realized that today was the day his master was supposed to buy a ticket to return home. He postponed his return for a day, bought the ticket, and left the ticket office.
Wilson took the $10,000 and said, "Mr. An, the company documents have been processed. I wonder if you need any other services? If you need to obtain a green card from the United States, I can also help you get it. Of course, it may cost more money. But it's all worth it, isn't it?"
Wilson is the manager that An Jingzhi found. When starting a company in the United States, it is easier to get things done with local people.
When the country was weak, Chinese people abroad were generally discriminated against. It was possible that the other party would need to spend 50,000 yuan to go through a set of procedures, while he would have to spend 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. In comparison, this agency fee was insignificant.
After spending another 10,000 US dollars on buying the boat ticket, he had no money left.
Just when Wilson thought the other party would be surprised to pay him to help get a green card, the words of this Chinese employer surprised him.
"Wilson, I love my country. Although she is weak now, she is just sick. I believe that everything will be fine one day. I don't consider leaving her. Thank you for your kindness."
This Chinese employer was different from everyone Wilson had met before, but it was obvious that after listening to him, although Wilson didn't know why the other party was so sure that the war-torn country would get better, it did not prevent him from respecting this Chinese man.
"Okay, Mr. An, I hope your country can leave the battlefield as soon as possible. To be honest, I hate war the most. Those who start it should go to hell.
So, next time you need anything, you can still come to me. We have a good foundation for cooperation, don’t we? "
"Of course, Wilson, I believe it won't be long before we work together again."
After receiving Wilson's contact information, An Jingzhi prepared to pack his bags and return home.
A week later, An Jingzhi finally set foot on this land that had suffered so much.
After walking out of the port, An Jingzhi called a rickshaw. After telling his home address, An Jingzhi sat in the rickshaw and quietly watched the scenery receding.
The Magic City has never been the Magic City for the small vendors who struggle to make a living, the ragged beggars, and the arrogant gang members.
"Sir, we're here." The rickshaw driver wiped the sweat from his face and said enthusiastically with a smile.
"Here." An Jingzhi handed the other party a dollar.
"Thank you very much, sir! May you have a peaceful life! May you make money every day!" The silver dollar is more valuable than the French currency, not to mention that there is an extra eight cents as a reward.
After the rickshaw driver left happily, An Jingzhi took a breath before going forward and knocking on the door.
"Who is it?" An old man opened the door to check after hearing a knock.
"Uncle Lin, it's me, Jingzhi."
Looking at the well-dressed young man in a suit and tie in front of him, the butler Lin Bo wiped his glasses and confirmed again.
"Oh, it's really the young master! The young master is back! The young master is back!" After saying that, he shouted and turned around and ran towards the inner courtyard.
"Uncle Lin, you are already old. Walk slowly and be careful of the slippery road."
Uncle Lin couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "This returned from studying abroad is different. This elegant young master is truly a handsome man. Where can I find the playful and mischievous nature he once was?"
He has also learned to care about others. It turns out that the master was right to let the young master study abroad!
An Jingzhi walked into the room and looked at the kind old man, "Dad, I'm back."
An Shipei looked up from his bed and said happily, "Jingzhi, why are you back? Is school on vacation? Why didn't you send a telegram so Dad could send someone to pick you up?"
"How old am I? How can I let Dad work so hard? Forget about me, how is your illness? The telegram didn't explain it clearly."
Hearing his son's concern, An Shipei felt as if he had taken a magic medicine and felt that his body was half recovered. "It's okay, just a minor problem. I feel relieved to see you back." If An Jingzhi didn't come back, An Shipei would have asked him to return home. There have been wars everywhere in recent years, and the situation has become more and more chaotic. How could he let his only son study abroad alone?
In the original owner's memory, it didn't seem to be a serious illness. As long as he took care of himself and recuperated, he would recover in no time.
But the original owner didn't know anything. He studied Western medicine abroad and didn't learn anything.
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