Chapter 274: with translation of chapter title

Yang Qing also felt much relieved because of Liu Guangtian's words.

People will always have a way out; even if one's background cannot be changed, what does it matter?

He frightened himself.

Background is merely a help, not a decisive factor.

So the next day, he went to the construction site.

As for the office, you can do as you like; before the higher-ups give him approval, he won't show up.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

The buildings had risen to five floors.

Because Yang Qing got deeply involved, he improved and updated many construction facilities and building codes.

Construction efficiency increased again, and the speed of building the houses rose even more.

Lei Gensheng gave full affirmation to the equipment Yang Qing had improved.

Yang Qing could always create miracles, so nobody felt it strange.

Yet the result Yang Qing had been hoping for still hadn't come down.

During that period, Director Wang came twice, asked some questions, then disappeared.

Wan Ling came over that day and brought him good news.

"The higher-ups have suspended the reorganization of the long-term rental project."

"According to the information I received, it might be to establish Red Sea Real Estate Company with us as the main entity."

"You might be able to go back soon."

Is this good news?

Maybe it's good news for Wan Ling, but for him, only the background issue is what he cares about.

Moreover, he still had a worry in his heart.

A rain a few days ago made him suddenly think of something.

This year seems to be facing a once-in-a-century flood.

So he was anxious, with no mood to return to the office to discuss forming any company for them.

Fortunately he remembered it was after the summer harvest; otherwise it would have been another disaster.

He must settle everything before then, or there may be no future.

Because afterward all resources will be poured into disaster relief.

Yang Qing nodded and said a sentence.

"Mm, you'd better do it well."

Wan Ling frowned, "Brother-in-law, what do you mean? What does 'do it well' mean?"

She grabbed him.

"Brother-in-law, I don't understand what you mean."

Lei Gensheng spoke up indignantly.

"What's there not to understand? This time, you'll be in charge of setting up the company."

"Yang Qing is preparing to drop the responsibility."

"If it were me, I wouldn't do it either—hard work with no good outcome."

"As the project leader, Yang Qing had finally managed to get things done."

"Suddenly a crowd came wanting to take over; that's fine, Qing'er ge, just a few bucks—I heard those who came over are taking a hundred, a hundred each."

Lei Gensheng imagined the truth of the matter himself.

He understood that Yang Qing worried so much about the construction site because he feared the good project would fail.

And his not returning to the office for several months straight definitely meant he had the idea of withdrawing from the project.

Otherwise, during this power struggle, how could he have run away?

Wan Ling looked at Yang Qing with a heavy heart.

"Brother-in-law, is it really like that?"

Yang Qing rolled his eyes.

"Why I came here, don't you understand?"

"Don't listen to Old Lei's nonsense."

"Taking charge of this company isn't suitable for me; I'll just help you as an assistant."

"Do it well, I support you."

Wan Ling's nose tingled, "Isn't it still the same?"

Originally they were parachuted in, they had no choice; now, after great difficulty, they finally had a chance to stand out, but her brother-in-law refuses to do it.

Seeing Wan Ling about to cry, Yang Qing quickly stepped aside.

"Let me tell you, Wan Ling, control yourself a bit."

"If you really let out a wail, others will think I'm bullying you."

Wan Ling burst out laughing, snot bubbles coming out, and she quickly wiped them with a handkerchief.

Then she complained.

"Brother-in-law, I can't."

Yang Qing rolled his eyes again, "Can't? You've been fighting with the higher-ups for nearly half a year without losing ground, and you tell me you can't?"

He also underestimated her; in this area she is quite capable.

She is much stronger than him; thinking of those hypocritical dealings gives Yang Qing a headache—in his previous life he had suffered enough of that, and even now he has psychological trauma.

He really doesn't want to deal with those people.

Just as Liu Guangtian said, in a situation of endless internal strife, he can't imagine a very good outcome.

In terms of ability to handle balance issues, Wan Ling is far stronger than him.

If Yang Qing goes up, he might be worn out by those matters and may not be able to do anything at all.

"If you can't, I'm even less capable; those people are San Da Ye, can I even provoke them?"

"For this kind of matter, it still requires someone like you, a person of upright lineage."

Wan Ling kept acting cute.

"I can't do it well."

Yang Qing grabbed Lei Gensheng to block the gun.

"Don't be afraid, I and Old Lei will be your backing."

"Brave bull, unafraid of hardships, charge forward."

Yang Qing was completely indifferent, Wan Ling had come to share joy, but was knocked unconscious by a massive stone.

Damn, if I become Chief Wan later.

Just thinking about it makes me a bit excited.

Another several days passed, and the notice finally arrived.

Along with it came Yang Qing's identity issue.

He finally became a worker; he truly is a worker, now moving bricks and hauling mud on the construction site.

When Yang Qing received this identity confirmation, his whole being was stunned.

Actually, being assigned as a small proprietor was acceptable to him, after all he owned property—a row of Houzhaofang were his; if those people hadn't snatched them, these houses would have been rented out by the street.

That means he can receive a monthly rent payment.

So calling him a small proprietor is also not a problem.

Yang Qing, with doubts, went to find Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang got straight to the point.

"Your family's situation is special: two members of the Martyr's Family, and the house has been demolished, leaving no rentable property."

"Moreover, you contributed part of the land to build public facilities."

"In addition, over the years you've survived by doing odd jobs, making your life trajectory clear."

"Although later the street regularized you, in fact you entered as an engineering staff, so you are a worker."

Yang Qing was dumbfounded; it turned out he had always been part of the construction team.

"Then where does my salary come from?"

The construction team was originally self‑financing; they merely added a street's label.

Director Wang smiled.

"Our street has its own assets, so salary isn't an issue, just as your Long-term Rental project sustains those street staff."

Yang Qing was stunned for a while.

"So, does that mean I should thank the people who demolished my house?"

Director Wang gave an awkward smile.

"If you think that way, it's actually not bad."

Yang Qing was at a loss, both laughing and crying.

"Indeed, fortune hides disaster, disaster leans on fortune…"

He could only comfort himself that way.

The world's wonders make one's worldview, values, and life perspective shudder.

After saying goodbye to Aunt Wang, on the way back, Yang Qing's mind was still buzzing.

Suddenly he didn't know how to regard the bird‑filled Siheyuan.

Upon entering and greeting San Da Ye, Yang Qing became much more sincere.

He even made a joke at Jia Zhangshi.

"Yo, Jia Shen'er, you don't even have to watch over grandchildren's days, life is really comfortable."

Jia Zhangshi replied to her.

"Yang Qing, you mischievous one, be careful that a … grows on the top of your head."