Volume 1: The Beginning Chapter 016: Sun Father Resigns

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  Feng Yueting was overjoyed and tearful, "Son, you've grown up and become successful. Your father and I don't have to worry too much about your future anymore. With shares in the new company, it's equivalent to having a good job. With over a million yuan, you can buy a big house and marry a wife without worrying."

  Sun Zesheng couldn't help but laugh and cry, how could everything be related to marrying a daughter-in-law. He said: "Mom, since we're talking about housing now, why don't we buy a big house and also get each of you a car?"

  "No need. I'm fine with just riding a bike with your mom. Son, you're really living up to being the son of Sun Wenbin, so capable and earning in such a short time what others can't earn in a lifetime. This life, I may not become Bill Gates, but being able to be the father of someone who surpasses Bill Gates is also not bad." Sun Wenbin said with some pride.

  "Seeing you so capable, your father and I are both relieved. Alas, if we had known you were so competent, when your classmate sent us 400,000 yuan back then, we shouldn't have accepted it all. 400,000 is really too much, I always feel uneasy, thinking that your classmate wants to take advantage of our family somehow." Feng Yueting chimed in.

  "Mom, don't think too much. The Yin Xian'er family is very rich, what can they gain from our family?" Sun Zesheng comforted the anxious Feng Yueting.

  He knew that Feng Yueying had lived a humble life, with a low level of education and always at the bottom of society as an ordinary worker. Four hundred thousand was a staggering figure for her.

  These days, at night in his home, he could always hear Feng Yueting lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Sometimes, she would even discuss that 400,000 with Sun Wenbin.

  In a sense, those 400,000 yuan did not bring peace to their family, but instead disrupted the tranquility of their home.

  Although I don't think there's anything wrong with taking that 400,000, but for the sake of that little 400,000, it would make my parents uneasy for this life, which is a bit of abandoning the fundamental to pursue trivial matters.

  As long as his parents can be happy again, it's not just 400,000, even if he gave the newly arrived 1.5 million to Yin Xian'er, Sun Zesheng wouldn't frown at all.

  "Dad, Mom, I can tell that you've both been unhappy these past few days. I borrowed 4 million from Yin Xian'er and it seems to have brought a lot of pressure on you." Sun Zesheng said.

  "It's not that we're under pressure, it's just that we feel uneasy in our hearts. You were just a substitute for Yin Xian'er and she gave us 400,000 yuan so readily, no matter how I think about it, it feels unreal. Sometimes when I watch TV, there are some rich people who want to find a scapegoat, they always like to give the scapegoat's family some money first, to appease them, and then..." Feng Yueying expressed her concerns.

  Sun Zesheng couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Mom, you've really watched too many TV dramas. How could you have such an idea?"

  "No, son. There's a colleague in our unit who was hit by a BMW driver and had his leg broken. He went through all sorts of trouble, using connections and filing lawsuits, and finally got over 200,000 yuan. The BMW driver must be rich, right? Let's compare: is your classmate really that kind-hearted? Even if your classmate has a good heart, what about their family members?"

  Seeing Feng Yueting getting more and more serious, Sun Zesheng knew that those 400,000 had really become a heart disease for his parents.

  Not everyone can ask for a huge sum of consolation money with a clear conscience and without any psychological burden.

  To put it nicely, this is being down-to-earth; to put it badly, it's having a narrow mind.

  "Alright, Dad and Mom. In the past, our family didn't have much money, and I had just saved Yin Xian'er, so taking it was a must. Now, you're always uneasy in your hearts, can't eat or sleep well, which goes against my original intention of wanting that 400,000."

  What is money? Money should be a tool that brings happiness to our whole family, not a heavy burden on our hearts. Looking at you like this, I feel uncomfortable. Alright, let's return those 400,000 yuan to Yan Xian'er.

  Anyway, we're not short of money now, and I can earn money for your son too. In the future, I'll earn even more money to support you both, so that you can enjoy the happiness brought by wealth with peace of mind, rather than suffering.

  Sun Zesheng spoke out his decision.

  Sun Wenbin and Yin Xian'er visibly let out a sigh of relief. At this moment, they felt as if a huge stone had been lifted from their hearts, and their breathing became smooth again.

  "Son, no need to pay it all back. Let's keep 20-30 thousand and return the rest to your classmate," said Sun Wenbin.

  Sun Zesheng picked up his phone, just about to call Yin Xian'er. His phone rang, and when he looked at it, it was actually a call from Yin Xian'er. He pressed the answer button, and as soon as he said "hello", Yin Xian'er's voice came pouring out of the receiver like a string of firecrackers.

  "Sun Zesheng, do you have time? If you do, I'd like to talk to you. Let's set the meeting time for an hour and a half from now, and let's meet at the Strait Coffee across from the Central Hospital. Hey, are you listening?"

  Sun Zesheng nodded, "Alright, one and a half hours later, meet at the Strait Coffee. Right?"

  "Just remember that. That's all, goodbye." Yin Xian'er directly hung up the phone.

  Sun Zesheng shook his head, but he didn't mind either. It was just right that he had to "return" her 400,000 yuan, which saved him the trouble of calling her. "Mom, I'll be out for a bit."

  Sun Wenbin nodded, "Alright, nothing's wrong at home. I still have to go back to work."

  Sun Wenbin had just stood up when his phone rang. It was a good friend from his unit calling, "Brother Sun, Liu Mazi just blew up and said he's going to deduct all your bonuses this month, cancel your evaluation as today's model worker at the factory. He also said he's going to adjust your job position and make you a janitor. Brother Sun, what did you do to offend him? By the way, you ran off in such a hurry earlier, is something wrong at home? Do you need us brothers to help?"

  "It's okay, nothing's wrong at home. I'll be back to work in a while." Sun Wenbin was feeling good at this moment, but Liu Wenjun's words still made him very angry. However, as a small worker, how could he fight against the factory's middle-level cadres? He could only endure it.

  Sun Wenbin hung up the phone and was about to return to the factory to continue working. They were in a machining workshop, with a settlement method of basic salary + piecework wage + bonus. Without bonuses, they could still process several more parts after returning.

  Sun Zesheng stepped aside and blocked Sun Wenbin's way. "Dad, you're not happy with your job at the factory, why don't you just quit? I know you've always had a dream of having your own machining factory. How about this: instead of buying a big house, we take out 1 million yuan and you buy a small mechanical processing factory, or buy some used equipment, rent a workshop, hire a few people, and do it together. What do you think?"

  "No way, son. The money is yours to earn, how can your dad spend it? Besides, aren't you going to start a business in Beijing? Everything in Beijing is expensive, you'd better take the money with you." Sun Wenbin said.

  Sun Zesheng said: "I'll give you one million, and then return 400,000 to Xian'er. I still have more than 250,000 on me, which is enough. Besides, I also have shares in the new company, and the annual dividend will not be less. Dad, just listen to me, open a mechanical processing plant yourself."

  Sun Zesheng's proposal is absolutely not nonsense. Mechanical processing is the foundation of all modern industries. Without mechanical processing plants, no equipment or machines can be produced.

  The Tianji Star 3000 has so many advanced technologies, and to turn them into real productive forces, it is naturally inseparable from a mechanical processing plant. Mastering one's own mechanical processing plant can avoid technological leaks to the greatest extent, and also save a large amount of outsourcing fees.

  Of course, being able to let parents live comfortably is also a major goal. Parents are still young, not yet fifty years old, and it's the prime of their lives, letting them idle at home, relaxing and enjoying their retirement, is definitely unrealistic.

  "This..." Sun Wenbin hesitated, having his own mechanical processing plant was really too attractive to him. This was his long-cherished wish for many years.

  "Dad, making you decide right away might be a bit rushed. It's okay, take your time to think about it again. Mom, give me your bank card and I'll go to the bank now to transfer money for you, and by the way, open a new current deposit account of 400,000 yuan."

  Sun Zesheng took his ID card and bank card out the door. Sun Wenbin returned to the factory with a heavy heart, and workshop director Liu Wenjun was not in the workshop because he had gone to attend a meeting.

  Several fellow workers who were on good terms with Sun Wenbin came over and asked, "Brother Sun, is everything okay at home?"

  Sun Wenbin shook his head, "It's nothing."

  "Brother Sun, if you have something to say, just say it. Liu Mazi is not a good person, but which of our brothers doesn't know that you're the backbone of our workshop? If he dares to delete your name from the list of model workers this year, watch me take care of him."

  "Zhang Haiyang, who are you going to peel? Liu Wenjun suddenly appeared like a ghost, "What are you doing? During working hours, gathering together, gossiping, and not even doing any work? Do you all want this month's bonus? Ah, isn't that Sun Wenbin? You're really something, just because you've been a model worker for a few years, you think you can ignore the factory rules? The workers in the workshop still look up to you as an example. Ah, fart."

  Liu Wenjun is a big man, but when he speaks, he is sharp-tongued and cutting, even more vicious than many women.

  Sun Wenbin's anger flared up immediately, and Liu Wenjun had not been dealing with him for the first or second time. In the past, Sun Wenbin did not dare to quarrel with Liu Wenjun, fearing that he would lose his job and cut off his son's financial source for university. Now that his son has grown up, does he still need to worry?

  "That's enough, Liu Wenjun! Keep your mouth clean. You're relying on your crooked relationship with the factory director, aren't you? Examine your own conscience, what are you capable of? You're just a sycophant."

  "What did you say? Sun Wenbin, if you have the guts, repeat what you just said." Liu Wenjun panted heavily with anger.

  "What's wrong, you still want to fight with my brother?" Zhang Haiyang picked up a large wrench and blocked Sun Wenbin in front of him.

  Zhang Haiyang was robust and powerful, with a slightly violent temper. In the entire workshop, only Sun Wenbin could control him. As soon as Zhang Haiyang wanted to play tough, Liu Wenjun's momentum weakened greatly.

  "Ocean, calm down." Sun Wenbin reached out and took the wrench from Zhang Haiyang's hand. Then, he looked at Liu Wenjun, "Director Liu, I am formally resigning."

  "Resign? Did I hear that wrong, Sun Wenbin, you want to resign? Don't you need to support your wife and kids?" Liu Wenjun's voice suddenly rose by eight degrees. "Everyone heard it, it was Sun Wenbin who voluntarily wanted to resign. I agree."

  "Brother Sun, calm down." Zhang Haiyang and others immediately became anxious, some advising Sun Wenbin not to be impulsive, while others spoke in a low voice to Liu Wenjun.

  Sun Wenbin smiled and raised his voice too.

  "Everyone, comrades, brothers, my son has made a small invention and earned some money. He said he wants to sponsor me and let me open a mechanical processing plant."

  I didn't want to agree at first, but Liu Wenjun's behavior was like this, and I wasn't happy working under him. So, I decided to leave.

  "If any of you feel unhappy working here, you can leave with me. I promise not to treat everyone unfairly. The money we get every month will be more than what we get here, not less."

  Zhang Haiyang responded first, "Brother Sun, I'll follow you."

  "I'm going too."

  At one time, two or three workers who had a particularly close relationship with Sun Zesheng responded, and several others showed interest.

  Liu Wenjun was suddenly panicked, his workshop had only twenty or thirty people, every month the factory would issue production tasks and profit targets, if five or six frontline workers were to leave at once, the entire workshop would be paralyzed, unable to complete its tasks, the factory director would definitely not let him off.

  Liu Wenjun hastily put on a smiling face, took out cigarettes from his pocket and said, "Everyone, don't, absolutely don't. We can talk things over nicely. Sun Wenbin, no, Master Sun, Brother Sun, I was just joking with you. Your belly is as big as a minister's, don't compare yourself to me."

  Liu Wenjun was arrogant at first but then became humble, which made Sun Wenbin feel relieved. However, he knew that Liu Wenjun would not let things go and would wait for an opportunity to retaliate. Since the words had already been spoken, taking them back would only give Liu Wenjun a chance to turn the tables on them.

  "Director Liu, you can keep the cigarettes for yourself, I'm not going to play along with you. Fellow workers, those who want to follow me are welcome, and those who don't want to leave, that's okay, we'll still be friends, brothers. You're always welcome to visit my home, and after my new factory opens up, you're even more welcome to come take a look. Haiyang, hurry up and pack your things, let's go."