Wan Yong married young, but perhaps because he never took his leave from the military at the right time, or for some other reason, he never had children. Now in his forties, he still has no children and cannot even enjoy one of life's great pleasures, which has made his personality more arrogant and violent. In public, he is a successful boss, but in private, he seeks help from various experts and scholars, yet he still cannot solve his problem.
Today, his arrogant personality drove away the only angel contact person who could offer him hope of recovery. Wan Yong regretted it and immediately decided to humble himself, apologize to the young man, and make sure he could enjoy a happy sex life.
As many people lament, wishes are beautiful, but results are cruel. The dialed number was met with the message "This user's service is suspended," instantly shifting his mood from regret to despair.
"Director Liu, you must contact Teacher Angel and apologize to his contact person on my behalf. I was rude today, and I'm willing to compensate them and even increase the consultation fee." Wan Yong felt that Liu Congsheng was his last lifeline. His experience of visiting renowned hospitals across the country and even the world had long made him aware of the extent of his condition. This time, he had encountered the only doctor who dared to guarantee a cure, but he had offended him and driven him away. He wanted to salvage this opportunity.
"Mr. Wan, the other party's attitude is very clear. Look, even their phone is disconnected now. It seems that Teacher Angel will not agree to help you with your treatment. Let's think of another way. I will return the 520,000 yuan you gave me to buy the medicinal herbs. I will transfer it to your account after I go back and dispose of those herbs. I bought them in a hurry and it was difficult to negotiate the price. I may lose a little money when I dispose of them, but it won't be much."
Having just experienced a death threat, Liu Congsheng certainly wouldn't wade into these troubled waters again. The cold sweat on his body hadn't even dried yet. When he took the antidote earlier, he had already felt his heart begin to go numb. If it had been a few seconds later, he might be a corpse or a vegetable by now. He absolutely dared not contact such a ruthless character, especially since the other party might possess strength comparable to a military region.
"Money is no problem. Help me raise the price to four million, or five million if that's not enough. You must find an angel to cure my illness." Wan Yong was anxious. He began to feel the consequences. The more he thought about it, the more desperate he became. There were few things that could make him happy now. He was tired of all kinds of pleasures. All he wanted now was a child of his own to love him. But even artificial insemination could not fulfill this wish because his sperm production function had been damaged. The examination results from various hospitals had given him a death sentence.
At this moment, what he most wanted to see was an angel, the only person who, after reviewing his detailed medical records, guaranteed that he could be completely cured. Besides wanting a child, he also wanted to experience that great joy in life.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wan, I can't help you. You'll have to find someone else. Why don't you stay in Chengdu a little longer today? You know Angel Teacher's forum account, and Lawyer Li also has his QQ number. You can try to persuade him to change his mind. I have some urgent business at home, so I'll head back to Shenyang first. I'll leave tonight." Liu Congsheng politely declined. He wanted to live a few more years, so naturally, he wanted to get as far away as possible from Wan Yong.
At this moment, Wan Yong turned his hopeful gaze to Li Hao, only to have it shattered by a single sentence. Li Hao, who was browsing the internet on his laptop, looked at Wan Yong with sympathy and said as softly as possible, "My QQ account has been blacklisted by Angel, and Angel's forum mailbox is full, so I can't send any messages."
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Chapter Forty-Six: Municipal Committee of the Communist Youth League
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It was still early when Lin Yao left the Sheraton Hotel, so he decided to visit Ye Zhaoxian and the others. Although they each had their own tasks, these people had set aside their status to come to Chengdu for disaster relief, and he felt he should occasionally extend his greetings to show respect. He knew these princelings lacked nothing, but what they lacked most was respect and recognition. Besides, Lin Yao genuinely respected them; it was rare to find truly powerful and privileged children who actually did practical things for the people. He decided to make these friends.
Ye Zhaoxian and his team moved out of the Jinjiang Hotel early this morning and are now carrying out preparations at an internal guesthouse on the old campus of Sichuan University. The venue was arranged by Long Yihun last night; although the accommodations are quite basic, it has access to the campus network, which perfectly meets Liu Wei's requirements.
Including Long Yihun, there were a total of seventeen people. They booked three four-person rooms, one three-person room, and one double room. Liu Wei and Sun Yifu lived in the double room. They were both internet addicts and their schedules were obviously different from everyone else's, so it was just right for them to live together.
When Lin Yao arrived, Ye Zhaoxian was receiving guests. There were two guests, but seventeen people were there to greet them, filling the four-person room to capacity and making the room feel very warm.
The room became even more crowded after Lin Yao joined. After exchanging greetings with acquaintances, Ye Zhaoxian introduced them, "This is Lin Yao, one of the official members of the preparatory group. Lin Yao, and these two are Zhang and Chen, staff members from the Chengdu Municipal Committee of the Communist Youth League."
"Hello," Lin Yao greeted politely before squeezing onto Long Yihun's bed and sitting down. There was nothing for him to do here; he was just there to listen in. As for interpersonal skills and coordination, there were plenty of experts in the room, so it wasn't his place to offer advice or get involved.
There were four beds in the room, not even chairs. The simple single beds meant that, except for one bed for the two staff members of the Municipal Youth League Committee, six people were crammed onto each bed, making Lin Yao a little worried that the bed boards might collapse under the weight.
Lin Yao knew that Ye Zhaoxian and his group hadn't offered a separate bed to the two members of the Municipal Youth League Committee out of respect; they didn't even consider their status. This kind of arrangement could only mean one thing: it indicated their allegiance. Lin Yao was very pleased to see this. These high-status, pampered princelings were now living in such simple conditions and had formed a strong sense of unity, showing that they truly considered this a cause. The disaster victims were fortunate.
Lin Yao also knew that everyone had obviously been talking for a long time, otherwise they wouldn't all be sitting neatly on the bed. You know, sitting in a cramped space is not as comfortable as standing. They were all tired of standing, so they sat down together.
“Mr. Ye, now that Mr. Lin has arrived, all the members of your preparatory team are here. Shall we move to another place to talk? It’s a bit crowded here, and it’s not convenient to talk. Besides, you were originally guests, so we should do our best to be hospitable. Our Municipal Youth League Committee will make arrangements for tonight.” Officer Zhang looked at Ye Zhaoxian warmly, then wiped the sweat from his forehead. The temperature in the room was really high, and even opening the small window didn’t help.
Ye Zhaoxian was also getting impatient. They had been talking for over an hour, and the other party was still clinging on, seriously affecting their work. He, Ye Zhaoxian, didn't care about the reception; if it were for the sake of reception, he wouldn't have come to Chengdu. "Officer Zhang, we appreciate your kindness, but let's talk here. We have other things to do, so we can skip the reception. Thank you."
Long Yihun whispered the situation to Lin Yao. It turned out that the Municipal Committee of the Communist Youth League wanted to get involved, on the grounds that volunteers were all under the management of the Municipal Committee of the Communist Youth League and could not be organized by non-governmental organizations. The two staff members were quite assertive.
Lin Yao was aware of this. The Municipal Committee of the Communist Youth League had indeed organized many volunteer activities for disaster relief and assistance, and the results were very good. He admired the organization and the people involved. However, most of their activities were conducted locally. For example, the temporary resettlement and management of disaster victims in previous years was handled by volunteers organized by the Municipal Committee of the Communist Youth League at several large stadiums. Although there were some shortcomings in management, overall it was very successful, and the community highly praised their work.
This time, however, Lin Yao didn't want the Municipal Youth League Committee to manage things, because none of the operating procedures were what they were used to, and like himself, they had little experience in management. Besides, if a national institution got involved, many things would become harder to manage.
As Lin Yao was thinking about these things, he heard Ye Zhaoxian's tone become somewhat impatient. It seemed that these two officers had already annoyed him and caused him a lot of delays in his work. "Officer Zhang, Officer Chen, I have already made it clear to you before that we are not recruiting volunteers, but rather hiring part-time staff within the company. These matters are under the jurisdiction of the Industry and Commerce Bureau, the Tax Bureau, and the Labor Bureau. They really have nothing to do with the Municipal Youth League Committee. You are both busy with your work, and we also have a lot of things to do. Let's call it a day. We won't keep you for dinner. Let's get together another time when we have the chance."
"But your recruitment is for volunteers, no salary, no subsidies, no benefits, they even have to pay for their own travel and living expenses, that's what volunteers are for." Officer Zhang was still somewhat persistent. He remembered the instructions from his superiors and was prepared to drag this out for a long time. He wouldn't give up until he got this done today.
"Who said there are no benefits?" Ye Zhaoxian jumped up from the bed. "We will purchase insurance for every employee, including health insurance and accident insurance. This is the benefit that volunteers receive."
“Mr. Ye, even the people applying online are calling themselves volunteers, so you don’t need to argue with me.” Officer Zhang also stood up. He felt that the person in front of him was very imposing, and he was afraid he would suffer if he didn’t stand up.
"What the applicants think is their business. Look at our official website, all the job titles are the same, part-time marketing supervisor. The official website has never admitted to recruiting volunteers. Moreover, all the people we recruit are registered with the Labor Bureau. If you have any questions, go talk to the Labor Bureau."
Ye Zhaoxian grew increasingly disgusted with these two people. He had tried his best to restrain himself since arriving in Chengdu, but he never expected to have to put up with these petty scoundrels. They had connections at the Labor Bureau and had already made arrangements.
Furthermore, as long as both the employer and employee have no objections to the recruitment of these part-time workers, the labor agreement can be recognized. If one party is willing not to pay and the other is willing not to accept payment, who can interfere? Even if no one is contacted and the formal procedures are followed, the labor bureau has to accept it. This is a part-time position, and even the local minimum income guarantee documents do not cover this area.
Zhang was somewhat speechless. Everyone else had already completed the procedures in other departments, and he really couldn't find a reason to interfere. But the leader's words still echoed in his ears, and he couldn't back down now. Even if he had to sleep here tonight, he had to get things done.
The Municipal Youth League Committee has received commendations from the city and province in recent years, and its leaders have been very enthusiastic about organizing such activities. Now, a severe drought has struck western China. Initially, they thought the disaster area was too far away for them to manage, and their reach couldn't extend to the local Youth League jurisdiction. However, unexpectedly, a private company in Chengdu suddenly emerged, organizing a nationwide call for volunteers, and the scale and impact of the activity even surpassed their own previous events. Several leaders met and immediately decided to participate and lead the activity, doing more for the disaster victims.
Seeing the atmosphere becoming somewhat tense, Shang Qinshu stood up, comforted Ye Zhaoxian and sat her down, then gestured to Zhang, who had also stood up, to sit down. "Zhang, we understand the Municipal Youth League Committee's desire to help the people in the disaster area, and we greatly admire all members of the Municipal Youth League Committee from top to bottom. Actually, everyone is trying to help the people in the disaster area. We don't need to argue here. The most important thing is for everyone to do what they can to help the disaster victims according to their own abilities and strengths."
Both sides accepted Shang Qinshu's words, so he continued, "Our company is indeed recruiting part-time staff this time, that's a fact, and we've applied for and reported it to the relevant management departments. As for the issue you mentioned about it being similar to the nature of volunteers, I think it can be understood like this: the staff we recruit are managed uniformly by the company, and those who are not qualified will be dismissed. All their work behavior must be strictly handled in accordance with the company's rules and regulations, unlike volunteers who can work entirely according to their own circumstances under the assignment and arrangement of the Municipal Youth League Committee and local governments at all levels. That's the difference."
“Our company’s staff are not managed or assigned by the local government. According to the company’s system, they can choose to cooperate with the local government and organizations in the disaster area, or they can choose not to seek such cooperation. Everything is done according to the system. I don’t think the volunteer activities that Director Zhang organized in the past could do this, right?”
After Shang Qinshu finished speaking, the expressions of the two officers, Zhang and Chen, were somewhat unpleasant. Everyone else in the room nodded, but they all suppressed their laughter and tried their best to appear serious.
Sensing the dissatisfaction of the comrades from the Municipal Youth League Committee, Shang Qinshu changed the subject, saying, "Actually, our company can also cooperate with the Municipal Youth League Committee. There are precedents for cooperation between enterprises and the Municipal Youth League Committee. There were many such cases in the activities you organized two years ago. I remember that at that time, we were specially commended by the media and the government, who said that this was a close cooperation and that resources from all aspects were utilized to the greatest extent."
Upon hearing this, Officer Zhang's eyes lit up; he was eagerly anticipating the proposal Shang Qinshu would put forward next.
"Actually, this company's activity is very special, completely different from anything the company has done before. Although the nature is similar, both being to help disaster victims, the operational methods and management approaches are very different. I think Director Zhang should have carefully browsed our company's website and should also know what kind of work our recruited employees do and how they carry out their work."
"I have a question for you, Officer Zhang. Can these tasks be handled by the Municipal Youth League Committee? Product and fund management isn't within the scope of the Municipal Youth League Committee." After Shang Qinshu finished speaking, seeing Officer Zhang's expression change, she quickly added, "We have an important task in Chengdu, which is service and auditing. If the Municipal Youth League Committee were involved in this area, it would be of great help to the entire disaster relief work. What do you think?"
Ye Zhaoxian's eyes lit up after hearing Shang Qinshu's words. He wasn't an overbearing person, and his upbringing had given him strong coordination skills. He immediately grasped the key point. "Director Zhang, our company can entrust the work in Chengdu to the Municipal Youth League Committee. The disaster relief was successful because of the participation and assistance of the Municipal Youth League Committee. Let's carry out this work in Chengdu in the name of the Municipal Youth League Committee. What do you think?"
Lin Yao listened quietly, growing more and more impressed with these people. These princelings truly lived up to their reputation for receiving the best education from a young age; their individual abilities were all outstanding. Ye Zhaoxian's organizational skills and insightful perspective, and Shang Qinshu's win-win economic philosophy, were all applied to every situation they encountered.