My Terrible Life in Those Years

He looked at me with considerable doubt for a long time, trying to determine whether I was real or fake.

Was it really just about his work?

How could I not seize on such a huge scandal?

I smiled and then reassured him, "Actually, you and I have only known each other for two weeks. There's nothing between us. As for the press conference and last night's attack, it was entirely my fault for getting involved unintentionally."

The implication is simple: it was Aunt Shu who messed with you. If you want revenge, don't come after me. I just happened to be there; I'm just a bystander!

If you have any vengeful thoughts or dark ideas, please don't take them out on me!

The incident where you hit me was really just because the old lady asked me to go. I didn't mean to get hit by you.

Since your conflict with Aunt Shu is already completely out in the open, wouldn't it be perfect to let her divert attention from Wu Bo's conflict?

Sister Guan spoke first.

"Old Wu, I think this young Jiang isn't the kind of person who's narrow-minded."

Seeing that Wu Bo had calmed down, Sister Guan handed the water back to me.

I knew she was sending me a friendly signal, so of course I accepted it. I had no grudge against her, and besides, she was the finance manager. I would need her for many things in the future, so it was a good thing to do her a favor.

Wu Bo was stunned for a long time before he finally managed to raise his head.

"What do you want to ask?"

I was overjoyed. Good heavens, he finally spoke up.

"Manager Wu, I just wanted to ask, before the renovation of Northwest Street, weren't you involved all along? Did you encounter any street sections that couldn't be demolished, or that you didn't want to demolish, and did you have any good solutions for preserving them?"

Wu Bo paused for a moment, then asked, "Is it you who wants to ask, or Shu Mei?"

Hey, this guy's entanglement with Aunt Shu is definitely not going to be resolved anytime soon.

"I asked myself; President Shu didn't know about this situation. She asked me to prepare a draft and submit it first. I asked Zhou Tong, and she said that you were involved in the entire renovation of Northwest Street. I figured you would definitely encounter this situation as well, so I came here specifically to ask for your advice."

I mentally berated myself. Damn it, why did I adopt such a humble attitude?

But when you need someone's help, it's okay to lower your head temporarily. Besides, this guy has been in this position for many years. In terms of industry expertise and ability, he's miles ahead of me.

"What kind of stall? How big is it?"

Wow, look at them! Even though they got kicked out, their vision, professionalism, and the precision of their words are just perfect.

I shamelessly replied, "It's a barbecue stall, about 50 or 60 square meters outdoors and about 30 square meters indoors."

Sister Guan and Wu Bo stared at me as if they had seen a ghost.

"You, you're actually thinking of modifying plans for a multi-million dollar renovation project just for a barbecue stand?!"

"Are you out of your mind??"

……

"Well, I just received a 50,000 yuan bonus from the company, so I invested in their business. And then today, Boss Shu said they're going to renovate it. I was completely dumbfounded!"

Oh, so it was a stall you invested in yourself.

"How much money can you make from a stall like that? If you focus on developing this project, wouldn't you make money much faster than from this stall?"

Wu Bo is indeed Wu Bo; he has a unique perspective and sees things in the heart.

After learning about it over this period of time, I realized that the stall run by the owner of Corning is indeed not very profitable.

The most profitable business wasn't the 30-square-meter restaurant inside, but rather the barbecue stall in the no-man's-land outside. However, it wasn't much; it was probably just enough to cover the expenses of their family of several people. When business was good, they would make a small profit.

If the area is renovated, they won't be able to use that land outside for setting up stalls anymore.

Wan Ning's mother's medical expenses are not cheap.

"Manager Wu, here's the situation. The main problem is that those two business owners rely on that stall to support their entire families. They really need this shop. So, I hope Manager Wu can give me some good advice."

I looked at him with an open expression, indicating that what I had told him was the truth.

There's nothing tricky or trapping inside, so please don't worry.

Sister Guan interjected, "I think Xiao Jiang is a very honest person, not one to overthink things. Since he's told you all about these things, you should give him some advice."

Hey, this lady Guan is really savvy.

If she should smooth things over, she should; if she should interject or help, she should act immediately.

I secretly admired her. No wonder she had been able to stay in this crucial position for so many years. Moreover, President Liu had not shown any intention of taking her down because of Wu Bo's mistake.

Wu Bo hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Huh? What's going on?

"How about this, first take a picture of that stall and send it to me. Ideally, send me a picture of the whole street right now."

I exclaimed happily, "I have it now! I'll go back to my computer and send it to you right away!"

I rushed back to my computer and immediately forwarded all the photos that Hong Daji had sent me to Wu Bo.

When I returned to his office, he was looking at photos, and his complexion wasn't as pale as before.

"How is it, Manager Wu? Can you see it clearly? This was taken last night, right before you hit me, when we were having dinner there. It was taken by Hong Daji!"

Wu Bo's face immediately showed embarrassment and displeasure. Damn it, why did you have to bring up the thing he didn't want to talk about!

It took me a while to realize what was happening.

"Hey, sorry, I was just kidding, I didn't mean it. What's your opinion?"

Upon hearing the name Hong Daji, his face showed a mixture of anger and fear.

But to be honest, he's not even qualified to hold a grudge against Hung Tai-kei.

He probably couldn't understand why someone like Hung Tai-kei would stand on my side!

"It's a large area, and it's a temporary stall, occupying a public road. It definitely has to be demolished. Don't even think about doing anything else. This renovation project is no small matter; there's a whole series of tasks involved, such as acceptance and review. Even if you submit sketches or plans, they might not be of any use."

Holy crap, why didn't I think of that?

My heart sank.

"What should we do then?"

"What can we do? Either we move to a bigger location, or we rent the one next door. We can keep the old one as a restaurant and have a barbecue place next door, but the costs and the environment definitely won't be as comfortable."

Holy crap, what kind of idea is this? If Corning had that kind of money, why would we be bothered with this?

An extra store means an extra expense, and we also need to make room for a stall inside. How many tables can we fit inside?

Now, outside, you can set up a table as long as there are people.

"Hmm, are there any other ways? I guess neither of these two methods will work." I pondered for a moment.

It's really not going to work. If they move to a different location, can they afford the manpower, resources, and money required?

That definitely won't work.

"Why don't you ask Wu Juan for help? Look at the planning area on the map, see if it can be resolved."

It seems this is the only way?

As I was leaving, he said again, "If you really want to get this done, you need to hurry."

What does that mean?

Sister Guan tugged at me, "Xiao Jiang, about that recording thing?"

I scoffed, "Nothing of the sort. The phone wasn't even on, there was no recording, and there was no one on the other end. Only the three of us know about this. I won't cause any trouble!"

The couple exchanged a glance, and only one thought came to mind: The younger generation is truly formidable!