Bi Tielin took the teacup handed to him by Liu Qiangdong, took a sip of tea, said nothing, and thought in his mind.
For a businessman, he doesn't care whether the former four-eyed boy in front of him, now the deputy county magistrate, is trying to gain political achievements from him.
If he really wants to do it, he would hope that someone would have some purpose rather than selfless help, so that it can be a win-win situation without pressure.
Liu Qiangdong picked up the teapot again. He had deliberately postponed a meeting because he wanted to reminisce with Bi Tielin and chat for a while.
During these two days, when the Bi family was fighting fiercely, Liu Qiangdong had already understood the situation of the Wan family.
"Tie Lin, are you interested? Helping your hometown develop and generate income for it. If you take this on, it would also be considered..."
Bi Tielin smiled unconsciously, with a mixture of sneer and self-mockery, and interrupted Liu Qiangdong and said:
“Let’s not talk about that.
It's mainly because of my busy schedule in Kyoto. Over in Shanxi, a dozen or so guys from Zhaojiatun and nearby villages have also come to me. I'm also thinking of going to Gansu. I really can't split my time here.
This time I brought back all the things in that mess. I don’t know if things will get messy after I leave.
My sister is in this situation now. You should know that if the farm is large, management is one aspect and she has to learn it bit by bit.
Besides, the work is dirty and tiring. After all, the old people in the original place used to have public jobs. Now that a private boss takes over, whether he can convince the people and whether she can understand and give orders are all problems.
If you raise a furry animal and someone doesn't treat it with care and even does something bad to it, it could be killed or compensated.
I'm worried my sister won't be able to do it given her current mental state!"
Liu Qiangdong nodded:
“I understand and I get it.
But I think that instead of you helping her and supporting her, it would be better to let her try things on her own so that her energy can be dispersed.
Life is only a few decades long. When you think about it later, there is nothing that you can't overcome.
If I don't divorce, my life will be difficult if I look at that person every day.
This is a perfect opportunity. You know what, the more I mentioned it, the more I thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.
You see, the township where the farm is located is planning to establish a new experimental middle school. In order to promote key junior and senior high schools, outstanding teachers will be transferred from the county.
Even if your sister's child doesn't go to Kyoto and studies with her mother there, I think it won't be worse than staying in the county.
It’s neither far nor near from this county, and it’s also away from the troubled area.
She could come back if she wanted to see old friends; after all, she had lived in Northeast China for so many years. If she didn't know anyone in Kyoto and became depressed because of this, she could easily become blind and mute, and her path would become narrower and narrower.
Besides, I have heard that my son studied in Kyoto for two years.
If a child's academic performance is not particularly outstanding, he or she will need a period of adjustment if he or she goes there as a transfer student."
Having said what needed to be said, the secretary knocked on the door a second time. Liu Qiangdong stood up, shook Bi Tielin's hands again, and said:
"Study it over and try to persuade her. If there's anything going on at home, feel free to have your sister come to me. Tielin, we're old acquaintances. We met again this time, so we should keep in touch more often in the future. Don't be so formal with me."
After speaking meaningfully, Liu Qiangdong left first.
Bi Tielin, standing in the small county town, felt an indescribable sense of frustration.
He looked down at his muddy rubber shoes and worn work pants, then turned and walked into the clothing store.
I feel like there is nothing to do, but my mind is in a mess and I have no idea what to do.
On the one hand, that feeling of frustration was caused by the powerlessness brought to him by his niece Bi Yue.
On the other hand, he felt it was God's will.
Bi Tielin felt that he didn't seem to solve any problems after coming back, except for suspending the nephew of Old Master Xu who was partial to his own interests. That was because of Liu Qiangdong and Bi Yue's photos.
But if he wanted to vent his anger on someone else, to vent the anger that his sister was screaming out, he didn't know who to find.
Those who should go in have gone in, those who can be smashed have been smashed, and those who are dead are dead.
Even Fu Guodu didn't have the energy to beat him up again.
Since the dead cannot be resurrected, it seems that some things will eventually pass.
…
Liu Yafang looked through the window at Bi Jinzhi's mahjong friend, Mrs. Xu, who was patting the half-collapsed kang in her house and talking about the Xu family. She was afraid that if she didn't pay attention, it would collapse completely. What would she do the next night?
Half of her arm was grabbed by the fat lady next door, who kept talking to her in a loud voice. Her heart was hanging in the air.
I honestly feel that if she wasn't in good health, she would have been frightened by these consecutive incidents.
I have lived for most of my life, and these few days are the most lively.
The fat aunt sighed and lamented, and was excited about having gossip to talk about for a year, with saliva flying everywhere:
"She's gone! Oh my! That Poplar Forest Village is abuzz with activity now. Every household is talking about this! Even the old hag's in-laws are talking about her. Guess what, Avon?"
Liu Yafang frowned slightly and looked at her daughter. She was extremely annoyed, but she still had to ask, "What's wrong?"
Mrs. Xu in the house had come to Zhaojiatun on her bicycle to deliver a letter to Bi Jinzhi. Wiping away her tears, she said to Bi Jinzhi:
"Big sister, God has eyes, even God can't stand it anymore, it's so satisfying, so satisfying!
Just think about your situation. You've made me cry so many times. How can you be so angry when I'm like this?!
It's settled this time, Jinzhi, let them do what they want, let that little bitch do what she wants! How cruel can she be?!
You don't know, that bitch Xu ran away from the hospital with her daughter at night, and then sold her shabby little house to a neighbor at a ridiculously low price.
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