Yang Dongfeng ca and went as he pleased. Filled with pity for himself, he didn’t even drink a glass of water. His daughter didn’t ask if he was tired or hungry after the train ride, she just kept talking about her grievances.
Yang Yun ran out at this point, "Dad! I’ve thought it over! I’m going to school. Didn’t you and Mom say last ti to enroll in a teachers’ training college so I can beco a kindergarten teacher? Please arrange it for . I’ll start school tomorrow!"
There was no other option, tis have changed, and now, unwilling as she was, she had to put up with it.
But who knew, Yang Dongfeng looked at his daughter and suddenly laughed, "Do you think you can still be a teacher now?"
Yang Yun was stunned, utterly confused, not understanding why her father would ask such a thing.
Yang Dongfeng said helplessly, "Both your grandfather and I have retired now; we simply don’t have the ability anymore. Besides, with all the things you’ve done, there’s already a record in your files, not to ntion the latest photo incident — which school do you think would take you? As a role model for students, what parent would accept a teacher like you? Just drop it! It’s not just teacher training schools, but all formal places of employnt, post office, bank, the public security and justice departnts, don’t even think about it. Be prepared to work honestly in a factory."
Back then, so many good jobs were offered to her, but she didn’t cherish them. Now she wants to turn back, but that’s simply impossible.
She suddenly erupted in anger: "Why can that bitch go to school, beco so consultant, enjoying life, while I have to work in a factory!"
She had heard that Sun Chan could easily earn hundreds, even thousands, just by drawing a few pictures, while she would toil in a factory for barely a hundred bucks a month!
Yang Dongfeng was furious, "That’s your sister, you’re not allowed to curse her like that!"
Yang Yun was shocked to look at her father, "You’re actually telling to acknowledge her? Didn’t you also really dislike her?"
"It’s you who treated her wrong, yet you’re cursing her like this? Yun’er, from the mont she returned ho, you’ve been targeting her. Now that I think about it, clearly, you’ve done quite a lot, while she almost never provoked you. Do you... do you have so psychological issues?" Yang Dongfeng looked at his daughter cautiously, full of worry.
Yang Yun scread even more angrily, "Whatever issues I have were all caused by you! I’m the daughter of the Yang Family, from childhood exalted above others. I wouldn’t work in a factory even if I’m dead. I’ll marry into wealth and status eventually. You’re all trying to drag down, wishing for my misfortune, but I won’t let you get what you want. I hate you all!" After she finished, she glared fiercely at her father, went inside, slamd the door, and started crying bitterly.
Yang Dongfeng sighed, stood still for a while, and then took his bag and left.
After this incident, his heart was completely broken. This is the result of years of favoritism, but he’s done everything he could. Her future isn’t sothing a re worker like him can manage, so let her be on her own.
Yang Dongfeng returned to X City with an empty stomach, sitting tiredly on the train.
After a night of bumps, he had no ti to rest once he arrived, and went straight to work.
It’s fortunate he only worked for the union, otherwise, without energy, problems would surely arise in the workshop.
The leader saw him nodding off constantly, frowned slightly. Considering the troubles in his family and that he’s Yang Xiong’s son, it was unkind to reproach him, so he pretended not to see.
At this ti in the garnt factory office, Han Dong was on the phone, slouched lazily in his chair, "Hmm, all taken care of?"
"Relax, Brother Dong. Who am I? Absolutely no problem. This woman was just a fool, seeing dressed well and driving, she was so obedient! Saw the photos, right? Pretty impressive, huh? In short, this bitch is completely dood."
Han Dong chuckled, "Stay in Beijing during this ti and don’t co back. Tell the provincial capital side to keep going, make sure Yang Yun takes the bait quickly." Even now it’s not enough, Han Dong wanted Yang Yun to sink into an abyss forever!
"Understood. This woman enjoys comfort, doesn’t want to work at all, sooner or later she’s bound to accept the job."
"Don’t push too hard, she has to be willing. I’m not after her life, just want her half-dead."
"I know what to do. Aren’t you aware of Sister Li yet? Who knows when her nightclub might have another top favorite." The person chuckled as he spoke.
Han Dong sneered through his nose, a woman like that wants to beco a top favorite? Dream on!
"If Brother Dong has no other instructions, I’ll hang up first."
Han Dong initially wanted to say a few more words, but then Sun Chan ca in with a folder, so he hung up the phone.
Sun Chan asked curiously, "Am I disrupting your work?"
"No. Just chatting casually with a friend. Finished with the drafts?" Han Dong smiled as he took them, glancing at Sun Chan’s face. The wounds were healed, her recovery was quick. During this ti, Gu Junming had taken good care of her, her skin fine and smooth, making her cheeks plump.
Sun Chan said, "I’m going to class tomorrow, but during holidays I’ll co by, and I’ll regularly submit the drafts to you."
"Alright. Study well, then design more beautiful clothes for ." Han Dong reviewed her drafts and spoke with satisfaction, "I want all of these, you can go prepare for your classes. I’ll deposit the money into your savings book."
Sun Chan stood there, seemingly thoughtful, as if wanting to say sothing, but remained silent.
Han Dong chuckled, "What’s the matter? Have you fallen for ? I’m afraid I recently took a liking to soone else, so you’ll have to apologize."
Sun Chan spat lightly and then said, "Don’t try to trick , was it you who did it?"
"Did what?"
"The matter with Yang Yun." Sun Chan looked seriously at Han Dong, as if trying to discern sothing from his expression.
But Han Dong waved his hand, "I’m too busy to deal with matters like Yang Yun’s and Li Yun’s, and I advise you not to ddle either, or your confused old dad will again think you caused it."
Sun Chan chuckled, "I have a feeling you did it."
Han Dong shook the pen in his hand, "If I did, would you hate ?"
Sun Chan replied, "I’m not a saint. She’s bullied so much, seeing her unlucky makes happy, but I still hope you didn’t do it."
Han Dong nodded with a smile, "You have matured a bit, otherwise I’d worry how you’d fare in school. Don’t let yourself be bullied to death, alright? I’m on business trips and still have to worry about you, do you think it’s easy for ?"
Sun Chan, sowhat embarrassed, quickly said, "I won’t! My personality isn’t as soft as before."
"That’s good. I’ll state it again, this matter really wasn’t done by . I swear." Though it wasn’t by him personally, he had others take care of it.
"That’s good, otherwise it’d be troubleso if found out?" Sun Chan breathed a sigh of relief.
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