Chapter 743: 738. What Should Be Done? (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets)

Zhao Feng is truly feeling very uncomfortable right now; he is genuinely lost!

Over these many years, he has persisted in what he ought to have persisted in!

As a member of the Quality Inspection Department of a pharmaceutical company, he should be responsible for the quality of the drugs, and that is exactly what he has done.

In the past, Zhao Feng had also been threatened and tempted; what hadn't he encountered?

Although he was tempted, he knew even better what he should do, what things he should take, and what things he should not take.

Although it's not as if he hadn't done anything against his conscience in his life, he truly had never done anything that was genuinely unconscionable.

"What do you mean? Since it's not your own affair, why are you like this? At the very worst, you could just call the police," Zhang Ran said, putting on an appearance of not caring in the slightest.

Without realizing it, Zhao Feng drank another cup; one cup was exactly one liang. Having sat for only a dozen minutes or so, Zhao Feng had already downed nearly half a jin of liquor.

"But... sigh, let me put it this way, Little Zhang, you are still young, and there are many things in society that you don't quite understand.

I don't really care about anything myself; at my age, I actually feel the same way about money—as long as it's enough to spend, that's fine.

But I still have a family, and I have children," Zhao Feng said, sighing again as he spoke.

However, this opened the floodgates for him, and he began to talk.

"My son's grades were okay since he was little, but after reaching middle school, he felt like he couldn't keep up, and his mind became scattered.

Originally, I planned to let him attend any high school, or if that didn't work out, just let him stop schooling after finishing high school.

But my son had been playing around for the first two and a half years of middle school; then, in his third year, he suddenly started to study hard, and he really began to take it seriously.

I could also feel that he had changed; he became someone who wanted to study and wanted to go to school."

"But half a year wasn't enough, and in the end, he only got into a very poor high school, barely managing to attend school."

"Now, someone has sent him to the best high school in Yi City, into the best school, and into the best class, and this..."

As he spoke, he drank another cup.

At this moment, Zhao Feng truly did not know what to do.

Zhang Ran actually understood; Zhao Feng wanted to report and expose these matters, and others seemed to know his character as well.

So they didn't put any effort into him at all, but instead went straight for his son.

Otherwise, you would have to let your son enter the worst high school; although it's not certain that one can't get into a good university from the worst high school, the chances are very slim.

The most critical point is that Zhao Feng is also unsure if his son will turn bad again over there.

This is something he cannot predict.

It is equivalent to saying that this matter has bound his son's future to it, leaving him not knowing what to do either.

After listening, Zhang Ran said with a chuckle, "Old Zhao, how does that saying go? 'Every man for himself, or heaven and earth will destroy him.' Don't think so much about it.

Anyway, according to the situation you described, you haven't done anything yourself, so what are you afraid of? Even if something happens, it has nothing to do with you."

These words from Zhang Ran sounded like something an ordinary person would say; everyone thinks this way—if it doesn't concern you, keep your distance. Most people understand this principle.

Zhao Feng's expression changed, and he said with an unsightly look, "Little Zhang, you are wrong to think that way. This is my duty, and it is impossible to shirk it."

Zhao Feng actually wanted to say much, much more, but seeing Zhang Ran's young face, he knew this must be a college student who had just graduated, whose way of thinking was completely different from his own.

And Zhao Feng himself did not like to lecture others, so he stopped talking as he went on.

Zhang Ran seemed not to have heard the lecturing tone in Zhao Feng's words and continued to say with a smile, "Then what are you thinking? Actually, if it were up to me, I'd just pretend I didn't see it. After all, according to your account, this is your company's business, not your business."

"If one is in a position, one should do one's own job," Zhao Feng said sullenly.

"Then what are you thinking? Nothing in this world is perfect. If you want to gain something, you have to lose something; I know this," He Yong, who had been silent all along, spoke up.

He said calmly, "I can also tell that you are suffering internally right now, and I also believe that this suffering will continue.

Your son is now in a good school, and perhaps his life will be changed because of it, but you likely won't be able to tell him in the future that his life-changing opportunity was built upon the suffering of many others.

If your son knew the truth of the matter, what would he think?

Would he become like you, turning into what you are now?"

He Yong's voice was not loud, but it exploded in Zhao Feng's heart like a muffled thunderclap.

Zhao Feng could also tell that He Yong seemed to have truly experienced something similar.

Back then, because of Zhang Ran's affairs, He Yong had also made choices in his heart regarding family, his daughter, repaying kindness, revenge, and so on.

These were also two choices, and the former was the best for himself.

"But now I don't know what to do. There are too many people involved now, and I don't know who is not involved, or who can actually handle this," Zhao Feng said after a moment of silence.

After finishing, he downed another cup of liquor, and when one wasn't enough, he had another.

Zhang Ran said with a chuckle, "Actually, I feel that you are overthinking it, Old Zhao. Since this is a company, then surely not everyone is involved.

And there must be someone who can manage it; after all, you are still in this position. If the whole company were involved, you would have been kicked out long ago."

Zhao Feng was startled, then nodded, "That seems to be the logic, but what should I do?"

He didn't know why he had subconsciously asked a young man.

The smile on Zhang Ran's face remained, "That still depends on your own thoughts. Actually, my thought is just not to stir up trouble.

However, if you can't get past it in your heart, you can completely report it level by level. I really don't believe that an entire company is all the same.

And if that were the case, you could also report it to the relevant departments. By then, you wouldn't need to have any psychological burden; after all, the whole company is like that anyway.

Furthermore, doing this has one benefit: when the time comes, it will be clear at a glance who participated and who obstructed it."

After saying this, Zhang Ran did not say anything more on this topic and began to chat with Zhao Feng about other things.

And Zhao Feng seemed to know that he had said a bit too much, but Zhang Ran's words still had some influence on him.

Today, Zhao Feng didn't drink too much—although it wasn't a small amount, having had a jin of liquor—but he didn't become dead drunk like he usually did.

At the same time, Zhao Feng didn't say what he would do; he actually didn't know what he should do right now.

He only knew that his previous approach seemed to be wrong.