50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 9 Uncle Teaches Nephew
A few years ago, my brother-in-law passed away unexpectedly. With his help, my sister raised her two sons alone. My nephew is called Chen Jiaxuan and he is still in school.
My eldest nephew is called Chen Jiaxiang, nicknamed Daxiang. He has been hanging out outside for the past few years.

Years ago, Daxiang was caught and beaten by his mother. Wang Zemin found him this job and only then did he settle down.

But Wang Zemin did not relax his discipline and kept an eye on him all the time, for fear that he would fall into his old habits again.

Sun Zhiwei and his daughter were enjoying a hearty meal in the restaurant. In the hall, Wang Zemin cornered Daxiang and scolded him:

"Mr. Sun gave it to you and you accepted it? You went out for three hours and earned five dollars, are you robbing me?" Wang Zemin wanted to beat him up.

"How many times have I told you to refuse excessive tips from customers? Don't just stuff them into your pocket no matter how much."

"People don't care about this little money, but it can reveal your character. If you are greedy for small profits and forget about morality, what can you achieve?"

Although Wang Zemin was very disappointed with his nephew, he was still his nephew and he couldn't just ignore him.

"Although Mr. Sun is dressed in ordinary clothes, he is generous and thoughtful. He is a noble man who can accomplish great things."

"Common people like you and me don't have the ability to lead the way, but we can serve as wings. If you are valued by a noble, you will have no worries about food and clothing in the future. Don't lose the big picture for the sake of small things."

"Uncle, we are about to enter a new society. I heard that everyone is equal there." Daxiang was still not convinced and muttered quietly in the corner.

"Bullshit, it's just a group of people replaced by another group. Do you think you can go to heaven just by changing the sky?"

"Naive!" Wang Zemin sneered at Daxiang's words.

"There are only so many positions up there, and they don't even have enough for their own people. Even if there were extra positions, why would they give them to you or me? Don't they have trusted subordinates? Don't they want to leave some wealth for their children and grandchildren?"

"Daxiang, your uncle doesn't have any great abilities, but I do know one thing: to be loyal to a master, I must be devoted to him. In ancient times, this was called loyalty, and now it's called dedication."

"This Mr. Sun that I've spotted is currently in dire straits. If you can join us at this time, he will surely become your trusted confidant, and you'll have a promising future."

"Uncle, how do you know that he will become a big man in the future?" Daxiang obviously didn't believe his uncle's judgment.

"If you had good vision, how come you're only a lobby manager today?" He wanted to say this but didn't dare. Otherwise, his uncle would go back and complain to his mother, and he would definitely get a beating.

Wang Zemin seemed to see through his thoughts: "I don't know whether Mr. Sun can become one of the top people. It depends on luck and opportunity, but he will definitely be a big shot in the future."

"Based on the way he treats his sister, the waitress, and you, you can tell his style and character. At least you won't suffer any loss if you follow him."

"Uncle, we're doing well, why are you in such a hurry to find me a new employer?"

Daxiang was actually a little unhappy. He felt so free when he was alone. If he had a master, he would have to listen to others in everything.

"Daxiang, I won't hide it from you. The owners of the Oriental Hotel have either left or gone into hiding. Now I'm the only one holding on in public."

"But I'm not a shareholder of the hotel. This isn't my family business. When the new city government comes, everything here will definitely be handed over. What will you do then?"

"But if you follow the right capable person, you can follow them wherever they go. You don't have to worry about anything else. You just have to focus on your work. Isn't that good?"

"That's fine. I'm fine with the fighting and killing, but it's too much trouble for me to think about all that."

"Well, then just listen to me. Your uncle won't harm you." Having said that, Wang Zemin's voice lowered.

Then he turned stern: "But there is one thing, if you really want to follow her, you must be wholeheartedly devoted to her. I will tell your mother about this."

"Uncle, why are you still looking for my mom?" Daxiang was a little panicked when he heard that he was looking for his mother. "Huh, I don't know you yet. You're still thinking about your old days of hanging around on the streets. This time, I'm going to let my mother judge you."

Wang Zemin turned around and was about to leave angrily. Daxiang tried to pull his uncle's sleeve, but he was afraid of tearing his clothes, so he didn't dare to use force and was just taken away.

"Hey, uncle, I didn't say I wouldn't listen to you. Let's discuss this matter again. My mother caught a cold a few days ago, so please don't make her angry again."

Wang Zemin suddenly stopped, turned around and yelled at him: "Did I want to make her angry? Isn't it because of you?"

Daxiang had no choice but to give in: "Uncle, whatever you say is what I will do. Just follow it."

Wang Zemin's face lit up with joy: "You said it yourself. A real man sticks to his words. If you change your mind later, don't call me uncle anymore. I can't afford to offend you."

"Don't worry, uncle. I'm definitely devoted to you. I'm just afraid that young master won't accept me."

Although Daxiang has a somewhat wild temperament, it is also because he was alone outside in the past few years without anyone to supervise him.

Now, under the strict teaching of his uncle and mother, one literary and one martial, he is gradually turning things around.

"Just listen to me. Have you put all the books that Mr. bought into the room?"

"Everything is put in and the door is closed."

"Okay, wait at the restaurant door now. When the gentleman comes out after finishing his meal, you go up to him and hand over the key and return the extra money. If the gentleman asks you anything, just answer it. Don't lie."

"Oh, I understand, uncle." Daxiang obediently went to the restaurant to wait.

Wang Zemin nodded with satisfaction and went to the front hall to do his own thing.

In the restaurant, Sun Zhiwei was picking fish bones for his daughter. The girl was still young and had difficulty eating fish, but she loved it very much, so Sun Zhiwei had to trouble himself to serve her.

Half an hour later, after finishing lunch, the little girl looked at the half sweet and sour fish on the table with twinkling eyes.

Sun Zhiwei would never let her speak. His storage ring was so small, how could he possibly put leftovers in it for her?

He walked over and picked up the little guy: "After eating, let's go back to the room and read picture books."

"Brother, fish, fish." The little girl was extremely anxious when she saw the half fish getting farther and farther away. Her two short legs jumped in Sun Zhiwei's arms.

"You like fish? Then we'll have fish tomorrow."

"Yeah." Nannan nodded frantically and pointed at the leftovers.

"You can't hide this. It will get dirty. We'll eat new ones tomorrow."

"Oh, okay then." The little girl had to say goodbye to the big fish on the table reluctantly.

As soon as the two of them reached the door of the restaurant, Daxiang, who was waiting there, saw them and hurried forward to offer the items in his hand.

"Sir, here are the room keys and the extra money for the taxi fare."

(End of this chapter)