I am doing well in the Siheyuan

"Hey, you feel superior for collecting rags." Han Chun knew that although the Marquis of Rags said this, it was actually an excuse. At the moment, he was in a situation where his grandmother and uncle didn't love him, and even collecting rags was despised.

At the critical moment, Uncle Guan’s words determine the outcome.

He knew the ins and outs of this: the reason why Hou Paolan was so fond of this industry and dealt with scrap metal day after day was because he had set his eyes on the treasures of the city scattered among the people.

Although it does not sound very glamorous, people who achieve great things do not have to stick to these details.

"Okay, it's decided. Listen to Ye Ming's arrangements. Chunming, if you really don't want to go to college, you can collect junk with the Rags Marquis in the future."

Han Chunming always obeys Uncle Guan's words.

Having just been fired from the food factory, he had nowhere to go and could only follow Ye Ming's plan.

"Okay, I'll just collect rags. What era is it now? I make a living with my own hands. Why should I be inferior to others for collecting rags?" Han Chunming tried hard to convince himself, but this sentence could probably only appease those who did not know the truth.

"It's a good thing that you think this way. Tomorrow you will report to the Beixinqiao Scrap Collection Station and work hard with the Junkman."

Han Chunming felt a little disappointed when he saw that after all the heated arguments, he ended up as a scrap collector.

After drinking, he followed Ye Ming back to the courtyard.

He originally planned to temporarily conceal the news of being fired from the factory, but as soon as he entered the yard, he discovered that the atmosphere was unusual.

"You are finally back, Chunming, go back to the house and see your mother."

Ran's mother kindly reminded Han Chunming, and his heart tightened. He realized that something had happened and did not dare to delay, so he immediately went back to the house to check the situation.

"Mom, what's going on?"

"Did Chunming get fired from the food factory?"

"How do you know?"

Ye Ming glanced at the Cheng family and seemed to have thought of something.

"Did that guy Cheng Jianjun say that?"

"Yes, it was him. He told everyone about Chunming's expulsion. Chunming's mother almost fainted from anger."

"The truth will be revealed sooner or later." Ye Ming was not surprised by this. It was most likely Cheng Jianjun who leaked the news of Han Chunming reselling eggs.

The older this guy gets, the more outrageous he becomes. His methods are even more sinister than Xu Damao.

Ye Ming did not interfere too much in this matter, it would be good for him to learn a lesson.

If Cheng Jianjun hadn't been there to hinder Han Chunming, with his current personality, it would have been difficult for him to take on such a big responsibility.

"Xiao Ye, you see, we are all neighbors. The Han family used to be nice to us. Although our relationship has become less friendly over the years, they did speak up for us before. If it doesn't work, how about..."

Ran's mother obviously wanted Ye Ming to help arrange a job for Han Chunming in the steel rolling mill.

For Ye Ming, this was indeed a piece of cake. The Han family had been very dedicated to them in the early years, so it was not a bad idea to help out a little.

However, since Han Chunming had already left the food factory, how could he possibly recommend him to the steel rolling mill?

"Don't worry, I have already arranged everything for Chunming."

"That's good."

Despite the small incident, Ye Ming did not take it to heart.

Han Chunming felt so guilty about this that he knelt for a long time in the middle of the night.

I heard that he has found a new career home, and this chapter has come to an end.

However, the conflict between Han Chunming and Cheng Jianjun had already been formed, like an indelible mark.

I tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep.

The next morning, Han Chunming got up early, with his old army green backpack slung over his shoulder.

As soon as I stepped out of the hospital gate, Su Meng unexpectedly appeared in front of me.

Her eyes were filled with confusion, scrutiny and anger, and she was clearly dissatisfied with Han Chunming.

Knowing that Su Meng must be extremely disappointed in him at this moment, Han Chunming did not dare to look her in the eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me that I was fired?" Su Meng asked.

"I'm just afraid that you will worry." Han Chunming responded in a low voice.

"This is just an excuse, Han Chunming. I know you too well. You are a person who only cares about face! How could you be fired when you were doing well in the food factory?"

Facing Su Meng, Han Chunming always felt that he could only bear the blame.

The reason he hid it was because he didn't want to disappoint her and her family.

At this moment, Han Chunming even envied the solitary and unrestrained Hou, who lived more freely and easily than anyone else.

"It's okay, if you get fired, you get fired. It's not like you can't find a new job in this world.

Xiaoxin's brother has arranged a new job for me." "Are you talking about Ye Ming?" Upon hearing this, Su Meng's expression eased a little.

After all, Ye Ming is the director of the steel rolling mill. With his help, Han Chunming's new job will surely not be too bad.

The person who values ​​face the most in the hospital is actually Su Meng herself.

How could Han Chunming, as her ideal man, fall behind others? But she didn't want to see him surpass herself. She was arrogant and willful. Who else could tolerate her except Han Chunming who was submissive?

"That's good enough. When you go to the steel mill, you must work hard and don't make mistakes again to get fired." When Su Meng misunderstood what he meant, Han Chunming hesitated whether he should tell the truth.

However, thinking back to her disappointed look before, he finally chose to remain silent.

"It's getting late. If you dawdle any longer you'll be late." "Okay, be careful on the road, work hard, and don't make any more mistakes." "Don't worry."

Shortly after Han Chunming left, Cheng Jianjun also walked out of the yard. He heard the entire conversation between the two.

"Su Meng, did Han Chunming really go to work at the steel mill?" "How could it be false? Ye Ming is a factory director after all. It shouldn't be difficult to arrange a job for him?" Not wanting to say more to Cheng Jianjun, Su Meng walked straight towards the Children's Palace.

Although he was unwilling, since Ye Ming had intervened in the matter, Cheng Jianjun could do nothing. He could only mutter, "You're lucky." Then he walked towards the piano shop.

At the Beixinqiao scrap recycling station, "You come here to collect junk dressed like this?" Looking at Han Chunming, who was neatly dressed and had a handsome face, Hou Rag shook his sweatshirt full of holes with a look of disdain on his face.

"I don't have clothes as tattered as yours." "Forget it, just make do with it today. I'll take you to go through the employment formalities. Ye Ming has already greeted you. You'll just follow me from now on. There's a lot of knowledge involved in collecting junk. Don't think you can just get by with it. If you study hard, you'll definitely benefit a lot in your life."

Han Chunming did not really take the words of Marquis Polan to heart, but he understood that when one is in a low position, one has to bow his head.

"Don't be so unconvinced. Do you really think Ye Ming is deliberately making things difficult for you by asking you to collect junk from me? What era is it now? You still care about face issues. You live in the same compound with Ye Ming, so you should know what kind of leader he is. He was a man who had the final say in Beixinqiao back then. But what happened? He didn't take his status seriously at all!"