Chapter 809: Burying the Hatchet and Cooperating Again

In fact, that half had long since been taken back, but the money originally taken out had been provided by the son.

"Uncle, please just accept it, it's only right."

Zhu Xingye worked in finance, and people in finance calculate return on investment and inflation rates; although that money had all been taken back from Zhu Yiwen, he had included Sheng Jiang's loss of reputation and the mental anguish of being frightened in the calculation!

Before coming, he had assumed Sheng Jiang would happily accept it.

In the past, the impression Sheng Jiang left on him was not good—cowardly, afraid of trouble, and lacking responsibility.

But at the same time, greedy.

Lacking ability yet wanting to be admired, his tail would fly up to the sky at the slightest achievement!

Zhu Xingye previously hadn't thought much of him at all, but these two meetings felt very different.

People change, but he hadn't expected someone of Sheng Jiang's age to be able to change so much!

He had changed to no longer be greedy, honestly admitting that the originally invested money had already been recovered, so there was no loss, and therefore he could not take a single cent more.

One insisted on giving, while the other refused to take it no matter what.

Finally, Zhu Xingye said: "Uncle, how about this: I am going to Jiangzhou to invest in health products, specifically targeting the improvement of immunity for the middle-aged and elderly. Now that the aging population in Jiangzhou is becoming increasingly serious, this will be a huge market in the future with immense development potential."

"This check will count as your shares."

In reality, he had come to Jiangzhou for two reasons: one was to apologize, and the other was to prepare to invest in industry.

People in finance all know that you shouldn't put all your eggs in one basket.

The investment environment abroad is becoming increasingly hostile, while Jiangzhou is becoming more mature with great market potential.

Originally, he had planned to cooperate with Sheng Hanyu; he greatly admired Sheng Hanyu's business acumen, and after two phone calls, he felt it was very promising, so he had come over.

The plan did not include Sheng Jiang.

But the check to compensate him had been refused, which moved Zhu Xingye, and he made an impromptu decision to include Sheng Jiang.

However, it was refused again.

"No, no, no."

Sheng Jiang shook his head like a rattle-drum: "I don't do business; I'm just not cut out for it. Besides, I'm at such an age now that I don't want to do anything." He was still working as a Security Guard in the residential complex to make use of his remaining energy, so it wasn't that he couldn't do anything at all.

It was just a case of "once bitten, twice shy."

Sheng Jiang had been swindled by Zhu Xingye once, so he was scared and simply didn't want to have a second cooperation with him.

Zhu Xingye smiled; Sheng Jiang was not a very calculating person.

His thoughts were all written on his face and could be seen at a glance.

Zhu Xingye: "Uncle, it's like this: this matter was originally something I discussed with Chairman Hanyu. Your money counts as shares; you won't participate in the management, nor will you be the legal representative."

Not participating in management meant he wouldn't have to show his face, just count the money behind the scenes, and if there was trouble, it wouldn't find him.

Not being the legal representative meant he wouldn't bear any responsibility.

This was truly a case of a pie falling from the sky!

But Sheng Jiang was still very hesitant, so his son made the decision for him: "Fine, it's settled. Thank you, President Zhu."

"Happy to cooperate."

"Happy to cooperate."

Both sides raised their glasses, but Sheng Jiang was still in a daze.

He felt dizzy and doubted the reality of it, always afraid of being swindled again.

"Dad, raise your glass!" Sheng Hanyu reminded him.

If his son had spoken, then it couldn't be wrong.

Only then did he raise his wine glass, and the three of them clinked: "Happy to cooperate!"

Shi Family.

"Yuke, Yuke!"

Shi Yucheng carried a bowl of noodles into the room and, not seeing anyone, walked straight to the closet door and opened it; she was indeed inside.

Gu Zhihao had been back to his hometown for almost a month, but Shi Yuke had not quickly forgotten that man as everyone had hoped.

She had lost a lot of weight this month, and all the flesh she had worked so hard to put on had been lost.

She was curled up in the closet in a tiny ball, and she had no spirit at all.

"Yuke, eat something. After you eat, Dad will take you out for a stroll, okay?" Shi Yucheng felt very heartbroken.

His daughter had never been like this before; in the past, she had played men in the palm of her hand—those with money and power, the handsome ones, those from good families, the slick ones, the smooth talkers...

Shi Yuke had dated every kind of man.

She had been adept at handling all these men, smooth and sophisticated.

If she broke up with one boyfriend, she could find a better one in less than a week; look at her now.

She had been miserable for a month over an old man who picked up trash.

His daughter was very well-behaved and obedient now.

But it was also too heartbreaking.

"Not hungry." Shi Yuke shook her head, not wanting to eat.

"Be good, listen to me. Once you're full, I'll take you out for a stroll. If you don't eat, I won't let you go out."

There was no other way, so Shi Yucheng used his trump card.

The motivation that allowed Shi Yuke to go out every day was to go to the place where Gu Zhihao used to live to see if he had returned.

However, he hadn't.

He had never come back, and every time they went, the door was locked with an iron chain.

"Okay, I'll eat."

Shi Yuke crawled out of the wardrobe; her legs were numb, and she couldn't even stand steadily.

Seeing the noodles, she pouted: "Daddy, I want to eat soup dumplings."

Shi Yucheng:...

No matter how delicious soup dumplings are, one can't eat buns for every meal, right?

The nutrition wouldn't be balanced either.

"Be good, you used to love eating noodles the most. Eat the noodles this meal, and next meal I'll have the restaurant send over soup dumplings, okay?"

"Mm, okay."

Shi Yuke ate the noodles in small bites, her tears falling plop-plop into the bowl.

Shi Yucheng turned around and wiped away his own tears as well.

Seeing his daughter like this, he didn't feel good inside either.

He had even made up his mind that he would go over to check one last time today; if Gu Zhihao still didn't return, he would simply ask Jian Yixin to send someone to his hometown to propose marriage.

Whatever about caring or not caring about money, as long as his daughter could be happy being with him, that was better than anything else.

After eating the noodles, the father and daughter walked into that familiar alley.

The residents in the alley were already very familiar with the father and daughter because they came every day.

"Old man Shi, bringing the fool over to look for the scrap collector again?" The people here didn't speak nicely, but their hearts weren't bad.

Shi Yucheng gave a bitter smile: "Yes, if she doesn't come over for a day, she's listless in everything she does. Let's just come and take a look every day, consider it exercise."

"I heard some movement inside yesterday; perhaps he's back. Hurry over and take a look."

"Really?"

The father and daughter were both very happy; if it were true, that would be wonderful.

"I can't be sure either, you two go over and take a look."

The two of them quickened their pace, and upon turning the corner, they indeed saw the courtyard gate was open.

"Uncle!"

Shi Yuke was simply too happy; she skipped and jumped as she ran inside—she ran to the doorway and stopped!

A chubby woman came out from inside, holding a basin of water, preparing to dump it outside.

The woman was wearing a bright red outfit, dressed very festively; Shi Yuke didn't know what red signified, but Shi Yucheng did.

He pulled his daughter: "Yuke, let's go back. This house has changed owners; your uncle will never come back."

At the same time, the woman was also asking: "Who are you looking for?"

Shi Yuke: "I'm looking for Uncle."

The woman smiled: "Who is your uncle?"

"Gu Zhihao."

"Oh."

The woman turned around and shouted into the house: "Zhihao, get up quickly, we have guests."