Chapter 282: Leaving the Long-Term Rental Project

The sudden downpour startled many people awake.

Director Wang stared at the rain outside the window, unable to recover for a long time.

Wang Dechao was even more terrified.

Everyone who knew Yang Qing's warning about the massive flood felt an indescribably heavy heart.

What was that sentence?

There once was a precious warning I didn't cherish; today, facing the endless rain, I regret it too late. If Heaven gave me a chance, I would tell that person, "Believe, I believe."

Yang Qing is ultimately just a speck of dust in history, unable to stop the correction of history's great force.

Even if he now says that ten years will come, his fate will not be honored as a distinguished guest but become a prisoner beneath the stairs or vanish without a trace.

For a disaster like a massive flood, one can still explain it with "after a great drought comes a great flood"; the more one says, the more one becomes an outlier.

Just as someone once prophesied the Great Mao–Little Mao war, countless people at the time dismissed it, even mocked it. Even after the event occurred, many still thought he was a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse.

The world does not allow such an extraordinary person to exist; he can only exist in history, not in reality.

Even Zhuge Liang was discarded halfway, let alone an unknown foot soldier.

It's like many people now aren't thinking that Yang Qing's prophecy was correct, but rather how much trouble Yang Qing has caused them.

If there was no warning, one could say the ignorant are not at fault; now that someone warned, you didn't believe, and such huge losses occurred, those people will be called "blind with eyes."

Director Wang understands all this; when the rain stopped, she immediately found Yang Qing.

Director Wang wore a solemn expression, her heart unable to settle for a long time.

She stared at Yang Qing for a long while before exhaling.

"Honghai Real Estate Company, you cannot stay any longer."

If possible, Zhang Zhuren even considered transferring Yang Qing away, out of Jingcheng.

But she lacks that ability.

Yang Qing seemed to have known this outcome long ago.

Perhaps when he spoke of the great flood, he had already prepared himself mentally.

"Aunt Wang, I understand, I have no problem."

Director Wang was taken aback and asked curiously.

"Won't you ask me the reason?"

Yang Qing did not answer her question directly, but began muttering on his own.

"Aunt, I understand; a giant like Honghai Real Estate Company, I have no right to lead at all."

"A municipal‑owned enterprise, its top leader is equivalent to a city‑level leadership position."

"Someone like me could never sit in that position."

Director Wang seemed to grasp something.

"So you never actually held that post, you only gave yourself a temporary Chief Engineer position?"

Yang Qing nodded and smiled—a calm smile; when Aunt Wang said "you cannot stay," many things in his heart were put down.

Once a person sees things clearly, there is less resentment, anger, and grievance.

Like wind breaking a tree, it's merely a phenomenon; where do grievance and unwillingness come from?

"The 1963 Plan, I completed it, finishing several months early; even the underlying decorations are done, only some room fittings remain."

"I didn't leave a mess, so my departure is without burden."

Director Wang was furious at those absurd, messed‑up matters.

He clearly performed so well, yet why could so many people not tolerate him?

She muttered to herself, not knowing how many people she had cursed in her heart.

"Regarding the flood, the higher‑ups only issued a few warnings."

"According to the information I obtained, this disaster covers a vast area, affecting the entire North China region and Central China region."

"Do you understand? Publicly, some will praise you, but many will despise you."

"I shouldn't have thrust your speculation up there in the first place."

Yang Qing remained very indifferent.

"Aunt, now that you know, will you really stand by and do nothing? As for me, before I told you, I had half a month of nightmares."

"Indeed, now that you know, how could you pretend not to?"

Aunt Wang sat under Yang Qing's osmanthus tree, reclined in a lounge chair, staring blankly at the sky.

After a long while, she finally spoke.

"The Agricultural Machinery Factory is about to collapse."

"In two days, I will go to the city to oversee industrial and commercial administration."

"I also benefited from your influence; street enterprises are booming, recognized, and I went from a street office director straight to the city."

"But I still have an insurmountable hurdle in my heart: the Agricultural Machinery Factory will soon be unable to sustain itself, the bank loan cannot be repaid; I have dug a huge pit for those who come after me."

"Like you, I don't want to leave regrets, so Yang Qing, can you go over and revive it?"

Yang Qing burst into a hearty laugh.

"I am more than willing."

Being thrown into a mess can erase many people's hatred; for him, that's not a bad thing.

Anyway, now in Honghai, he will be in great danger.

Going to a place with no future, he unwittingly soothed many people's resentment.

Director Wang also smiled.

"Alright, I was still afraid you wouldn't understand; I packed a truckload of words in my heart to persuade you, but unexpectedly, you figured it out yourself."

"Don't worry, Agricultural Machinery Factory, even if we can't recover, it doesn't matter; in two years, we'll start over."

"Aunt, once we're in the city, your support will only grow bigger."

Yang Qing nodded, not dazed by the big pie, because in two years the era will change.

If it were the 1980s now, with Aunt Wang's connection, Yang Qing could really make something of it.

Unfortunately, it's now 1963.

Until the 1980s, there are still sixteen years; by then I'll be forty.

He doesn't want to waste more than ten years for nothing.

This fate, he has already pried open a crack; he doesn't want to sit in a cage again.

"Aunt, rest assured, the Agricultural Machinery Factory won't collapse."

In this era, industrial goods sell easily; what's lacking are channels and resources.

Aunt Wang went to the city to oversee industrial and commercial administration work; many resources can be obtained. This is much stronger than what the Jiedao could manage on its own.

Director Wang also relaxed; the Agricultural Machinery Factory has now become his own heartache.

When Chen Hong returned in the evening, Yang Qing told her what had happened.

Chen Hong patted Yang Qing's head.

"It's fine; I'll support you."

Yang Qing's face immediately showed an aunt-like smile.

"After all, my wife treats me best."

Chen Hong pushed him away.

"All right, stop fooling around; what do you want to eat today? I'll make it for you."

"You've burned yourself so badly this time; you need to recover properly, don't leave any aftereffects."

As soon as Chen Hong said that, Yang Qing felt a wave of embarrassment.

Yang Qing: I swear, I'll never go out and mess around again.

"How about a water banquet? I like eating that."

Chen Hong nodded and went into the kitchen.

Days without cooking are wonderful; days with a wife attending to you are also wonderful.

Today is a wonderful day.