Chickens and dogs fly in chaos and rebirth

Chapter 44

Hua Qianshan was quick-witted and good at dealing with people. After a few years of seniority, he was about to become a prominent cadre, but then he made a mistake.

He was outstanding from a young age, but his family was not well-off. Although he was talented and good-looking, marriage became a major problem for him.

He rejected those who were interested in him, and those he was interested in rejected him. He dragged things out until he was twenty-four or twenty-five. A female college graduate was assigned to the factory, and they quickly became friends in the same office.

Hua Qianshan was devoted to her and gave her whatever she wanted.

The female college student, however, was not content with being alone. The two of them had agreed to get married, but in the first ten days or so, the factory director's wife cornered them in the director's office.

How could Hua Qianshan let this go so easily?

After a pitiful tearful account, the woman's fiery temper flared up, and she grabbed a kitchen knife and went to the factory manager's office.

The rest is self-explanatory, isn't it?

He was dismissed from his post and forced to resign.

The family had finally raised a promising child, but now he's lost his job because of a sex scandal. His parents are worried sick, and his grandparents are sighing all day long. After staying home for a while, he couldn't stand the gossip and comments from the neighbors, so he took his documents and went to the south.

The process by which Qiu Shanglin discovered that the two families were related was also quite legendary.

Sales staff in the south reported that a batch of counterfeit Mocha Cat products appeared on the market. After investigation, it was found that they were not counterfeit products, but some defective products from the factory. The seller bribed the factory to resell them on the market at low prices and make a profit.

Shang Lin looked at the names on the files sent from the south and muttered to himself, wondering why the names sounded so familiar.

When I got home, my grandmother lamented, "My dear daughters, your great-aunt's grandsons, why did they have to die so young! Their wives ran off with other men, they lost their jobs, went to the south to sell clothes, and then committed some crime and got caught!"

Upon hearing this, Shanglin realized it was a perfect match.

Upon further inquiry about the other party's name and age, it was confirmed that this Hua Qianshan was indeed the same Hua Qianshan.

Out of consideration for personal relationships and family ties, they only fined a small amount of money as a formality and didn't investigate further.

She hadn't thought much of it at first, but not long after, her great-aunt brought Hua Qianshan to apologize. Of course, apologizing was just a pretext; Hua Qianshan's real intention was to find a job. Her great-aunt was only interested in Zhang Hongwei's popsicle factory. Hua Qianshan, being worldly-wise and knowledgeable, knew the inside story. After talking with Shang Lin for a while and confirming that she was the real owner of Mocha Cat, he seized the opportunity to express his desire to find a job at Mocha Cat, offering to work in sales.

At that time, Shanglin was preparing to enter the children's clothing market and needed people, but did not want to always rely on the talents found by Yin Yeyao.

The two parties hit it off immediately. Hua Qianshan started from the bottom and gradually learned about the entire operation of Mocha Cat. In fact, he played a crucial role in the booming sales of children's clothing in the south.

As a result, the company was established, and he was appointed as the general manager to handle the company's daily affairs.

Hua Qianshan wasn't tall, but he was very energetic, possessing both drive and the composure gained from hardship. Shang Lin exclaimed that he had struck gold. Yin Yeyao gradually transferred all her shares in Mocha Cat to Shang Lin, leaving herself with only 20%. To reassure Hua Qianshan, Shang Lin transferred 5% of the shares to him before the company was even established. He understood that profit is what motivates people; even the best of relatives can drift apart if profits are not distributed equitably.

"Isn't President Qiu going to take a look?" She was staring out the window, lost in thought, when someone suddenly spoke from behind her.

The speaker was an accountant from the finance department, a native of Northeast China, and a fellow townsman of Brother Hua.

Xu Mi had replaced most of the people she had arranged, but this person, when she arrived, gave her a handwritten letter from Hua Zi, stating that she was neither Xu Mi's person nor a member of the Yin family, and that Shang Lin should treat her well.

After two years of work, Shanglin found her to be honest and reliable, so he continued to employ her. But since she wasn't one of his own, he couldn't completely trust her. Fortunately, she was also studying finance, so he wasn't worried that she might manipulate the accounts.

Upon hearing this, he smiled politely and said, "Just call me Shanglin."

There was a moment of silence in the office. Everyone downstairs got into their cars, ready to go to the hotel for dinner. Shang Lin asked, "Aren't you coming?"

She paused for a moment, then mustered her courage: "President Qiu, Brother Hua is in a bit of a predicament."

She was currently the only person in the company who knew about the relationship between Qiu Shanglin, Hua Ge, and Yin Yeyao. Although she knew that as Qiu's subordinate, she shouldn't say or mention these things, Hua Ge had been kind to her, and she couldn't bear to see him suffer.

Shang Lin was taken aback. Hua Ge was in a bad situation? Then wouldn't Yin Yeyao be in a bad situation too?

She seemed to see through Shanglin's thoughts and quickly explained, "He's fine. He's the heir of the Yin family. Although life is busy and a bit tough, the head of the Yin family has high hopes for him, and no one dares to bully him. It's just that Brother Hua... you know, they left in a hurry. Brother Hua didn't tell Young Master Yin in advance. He doesn't trust Brother Hua at all now. His family are full of sycophants. Brother Hua has been gone for more than two years, and his original foundation has been scattered. Life has become a bit difficult for him."

Biting her lower lip, she made up her mind to go all in and said more clearly, regardless of the consequences: "To put it bluntly, apart from matters concerning our company, Young Master Yin doesn't allow Brother Hua to get involved in anything else."

The only thing he could handle was that Yin Yeyao wouldn't allow him to interfere in daily affairs, only to assist from the sidelines, and only to help when Shang Lin needed him. He was now a free man.

Shang Lin was stunned.

She hadn't expected it.

How good Yin Yeyao and Hua Zi's relationship was back then! In the unfamiliar town of Zifang, the two were inseparable and depended on each other for survival.

Now that Yin Yeyao has become successful, shouldn't he help and value Hua Zi?

"I think, Mr. Qiu, could you talk to Young Master Yin about how Brother Hua didn't tell him back then for your own good? You have no idea how terrifying Xu Mi is..."

Yin Yeyao—it seemed as if she had faded from her life for more than a decade; she had almost forgotten about her.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I haven't been in contact with Yin Yeyao for a long time."

The other person felt a chill in their heart and said dejectedly, "Then, Mr. Qiu, I'm leaving."

She walked to the door, and behind her came a small, childish but firm voice: "Go ask Yin Yeyao if he is willing to take charge of affairs in the south. I plan to set up an office in the south."

She was overjoyed. Although it was just an inquiry and she wasn't responsible for everything, it showed Qiu Shanglin's attitude.

She trusted Brother Hua and didn't blame him!

Arts and Culture Performance

During math class, Qiu Xialin mysteriously tugged at Shanglin's sleeve as she buried herself in her books: "Sister, sister."

Shanglin buried himself in learning French, struggling with the tongue-twisting language, inwardly raging about why Chinese couldn't rule the world and save him from all that suffering. Despite his thoughts, learning another language, though arduous, was something Shanglin thoroughly enjoyed, especially the sense of accomplishment he felt from simply looking up words in a dictionary.

She was completely absorbed in her studies and ignored Qiu Xialin. Since they became deskmates, Xialin had become much more well-behaved in class and would listen attentively. Although he still needed to be disciplined from time to time, she felt that her younger brother was much more obedient than Li Changsheng.

Time flies. She thought she was still young, but in the blink of an eye, she was already in the third grade. Watching the first graders say goodbye to their parents at the school gate and skip into the school, Shanglin often felt that she was getting old.

Li Changsheng turned his head away disdainfully. "Tch, you're only eight years old. Others are in first grade at eight, but you're in third grade at eight. How dare you say you're old?"

Seeing that she ignored him, Xia Lin propped up her math textbook, leaned her upper body against the desk to block the teacher's view, and whispered, "Sister, sister. Qiu Shanglin!"

He was never a patient, good kid.

Shang Linyin's slanted eyes, with the corners of his eyes turned up, silently asked: Are you looking for death?

He touched his nose, feeling guilty: "The school is going to perform for National Day, and it's going to a primary school in the provincial capital. Have you heard?"

I'm incredibly busy, and unlike you, I'm not a know-it-all. How would I know?

Shinohara touched his nose again: "It seems like all three of us were selected."

Shanglin stared wide-eyed. What should he choose?

"Perform a show."

Seeing her sister's disbelieving look, Xia Lin said anxiously, "It's true! I heard it was decided by the school. You, me, and my brother, the three of us will all go. It seems like there are quite a lot of people this time, including Li Wenwen from Class Two. I heard there are also people from our class."

When he got anxious, his voice unconsciously rose.

The math teacher, who was facing away from the students and writing on the blackboard, heard the commotion below. Unperturbed, he gracefully spun around, the chalk tip arcing perfectly in a parabola, landing precisely on Qiu Xialin's forehead before bouncing off the desk and finally falling to the ground.

Qiu Xialin wiped the white mark from his forehead, ignoring the laughter of the whole class, and said plaintively, "Teacher..."

The female teacher who used to blush when she stood on the podium now faces the commotion of the whole class without batting an eye, and says with composure: "Qiu Xialin, if you can get a perfect score without paying attention like Qiu Shanglin, you can do handstands and somersaults in my class!"

The whole class burst into laughter, slapping tables, stomping their feet, clapping, and whistling.

Xia Lin grinned: "Forget it, my sister is a monster that only appears once in a hundred years. My mother doesn't want me to be like her. The Qiu family is counting on me to carry on the family line!"

Shanglin waved his fist, but he was helpless against the shameless Qiu Xialin.

Looking at him from the side, Li Changsheng looked at her innocently with bewildered eyes, while his deskmate whispered about what had just happened.