Chapter 630: The Ultimate Test

"Old Sheng is also a victim, but he hasn't said a single word, and he's still working hard every day to pay you back. Do you know that? He doesn't even want to buy a boxed lunch at noon, and at his age, he still fights to work the night shift just to earn a little more money to pay you back."

"And you're still forcing him like this—are you even human?"

The woman shrieked in a shrill voice: "Stop standing there talking without feeling the pain; I want my money back today, I need it back right now..."

Someone was causing a scene at the main gate, and the property manager arrived quickly.

Without waiting to understand the full story, the manager said to Sheng Jiang: "You're fired. Leave now."

"Why?"

The colleagues in the security office were all furious. It was clear that Sheng Jiang had done nothing wrong, so why fire him?

The reason the manager gave was very direct: "He is affecting the safety of the residential complex. The duty of a security guard is to protect the complex's safety, not to create hidden dangers."

Sheng Jiang returned home, dejected.

Wang Yinghao asked curiously: "Why are you back so early today?"

He forced a smile onto his face: "My head hurts a bit, I think I have a cold. I asked for leave to come back and rest."

"Is that so? Do you have a fever? I'll go get the thermometer and two cold pills for you."

Wang Yinghao chattered on, full of concern for him: "You were fine when you went out this morning, how did you suddenly catch a cold? You're older now and your immunity is low, you can't just tough it out. You can't do things like you did when you were young..."

Sheng Jiang wouldn't let her get the medicine, saying he would be fine after lying down for a while.

And he really did lie down for a while, not even for half an hour, before getting dressed and ready to go out.

"Where are you going? You're sick, why aren't you resting properly at home?" His wife didn't want him to go out.

Sheng Jiang lied: "It's rare to have a day off, I want to go see some old friends."

But after leaving the house, he headed straight for the labor market.

That was where all the day laborers were.

They did jobs like carpentry, electrical work, or manual labor like applying Hallucinogenic Pen.

Other trades required skills, but he didn't know how to do anything, so he could only work as a manual laborer.

But from morning until dark, there were hardly two people left in the labor market, and Sheng Jiang still hadn't found an employer.

A man who looked about his age came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, is this your first time here?"

"Yes." Sheng Jiang was indeed here for the first time.

It wasn't just his first time here; it was only two days ago that he had even heard there was a labor market where one could do odd jobs and get paid daily.

The person greeting him had a face weathered by the elements and full of life's hardships.

This man took a low-quality cigarette out of his pocket and offered him one, but Sheng Jiang waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't smoke."

The man smoked and shared his experience: "Brother, your skin is too delicate; anyone can see you've never done heavy labor. No one will want you as a manual laborer like this."

Sheng Jiang said hurriedly: "I can learn if I don't know how, or I can take less pay. As long as I can earn money, any job will do."

"You're quite easy to talk to, aren't you? How about this: I know a place that needs sand-sifting workers, but it requires a pair of people. One person can't do that job. We can team up, how about a 40/60 split on the wages? You get 40, I get 60."

"Fine." Sheng Jiang agreed immediately.

The two made an agreement, exchanged contact information, and then each went home.

At night.

After closing the door, Shi Youxuan and Sheng Hanyu watched a video.

The video showed the scene from the morning at the residential complex where Sheng Jiang was fired, and the scenes from the day at the labor market where he asked people one by one if they needed a worker!

Shi Youxuan felt as if her throat was blocked by something, making her feel miserable.

"Husband, stop the test, we'll be struck by lightning if we keep doing this." Even though the money had all been recovered, letting her father-in-law continue to suffer outside weighed on her conscience.

Sheng Hanyu didn't feel good either.

But he still hardened his heart and said: "Wait a little longer, let's see what happens tomorrow."

Shi Youxuan:...

She said softly: "Sheng Hanyu, how can you have such a hard heart? Won't you treat me like this in the future too? Actually, no need for the future, you've always had such a hard heart toward me in the past."

Sheng Hanyu:...

He turned his head and asked his wife: "Which nerve of yours is misfiring again? We are talking about Father's problem right now, how can you drag yourself into it? I'm treating Dad this way not because I'm hard-hearted, but because if he can't withstand this test, he won't be able to handle it at all when I hand such a large sum of money over to him."

"You, you can't just forget the pain once the wound has healed. If we hadn't been ruthless and held that press conference last time, he would have dragged all of us into it this time, do you believe me?"

Shi Youxuan certainly believed him; that was how things were.

Sheng Jiang was just an appetizer; Zhu Yiwen's target had always been Sheng Hanyu and Shi Youxuan.

If that press conference hadn't been held, he would have spared no effort to expand the scale of "Chicken Lays Eggs."

Once it crashed, none of the major groups would have been able to escape. By then, everyone would have had to clean up Sheng Jiang's mess, and with all the money transferred over there, there would be no extra financial resources to support L Country in getting back on track.

Zhu Yiwen was playing a very large game of chess, but unfortunately, Sheng Hanyu had jumped outside the chessboard and didn't let him succeed.

Not only that, he had even pulled Zhu Xingye into his own camp!

It was precisely because Zhu Xingye turned against him at the critical moment that the final victory was achieved.

Facts proved that her husband was right.

So, although Shi Youxuan bickered with her husband, she ultimately followed his advice—test her father-in-law for one more day tomorrow!

The next day.

Sheng Jiang took the lunch box his wife had packed for him and left the house as usual.

After leaving, he went to the bus station to catch a bus to the place they had agreed upon yesterday.

People got on and off the bus, it emptied and filled, filled and emptied, until the terminal station arrived.

After he got off the bus, he was stunned.

Where is this?

The sky was vast, the earth was desolate, and yellow sand covered everything in sight—it was completely barren!

Sheng Jiang has lived to such an old age, yet he has never been to a place like this before.

"Hey, Lao Sheng, you arrived early enough." He was slapped hard on the back; it was Lao Shen.

Sheng Jiang laughed and said, "I just arrived too, I was just about to call you when you showed up."

"Let's go, I'll take you to start work."

The two of them found the foreman and registered.

The foreman pointed casually ahead: "Right there, go and get to work."

Before even getting close, Sheng Jiang felt dizzy; before his eyes was a mountain piled up from sand!

With this much sand, it has to be sifted by hand?

"Aren't there machines for sifting? Why use manual labor?" As the two walked toward the sand mountain, Sheng Jiang asked in a low voice.

Lao Shen also said in a low voice, "What you're talking about are proper factories that use machines."

"We are a small operation; buying machines is too expensive and not cost-effective, so we use manual labor. But then again, if we didn't use workers, where would we earn money?"

Sheng Jiang felt that made sense, and the two began to work.

A morning passed, and Sheng Jiang felt as if his whole body had fallen apart.

There wasn't a single joint in his body that didn't ache, especially his arms, which felt like they weighed a thousand catties; he couldn't even lift them.

Lao Shen asked him, "How is it? You're exhausted, right? It's always like this when you first start working; you'll get used to it."

Sheng Jiang felt he couldn't get used to it; he lay on the ground and didn't want to get up, and he even had the thought that he might just be worked to death here.

"I can't do it, I really can't."

He struggled to crawl up from the ground: "I can't do this work; if I continue, I'll definitely be worked to death."