It’s rare to have warmth and softness in his arms, so Xie Rongzhao didn’t insist on going to the company early in the morning.
Lately, he hasn’t been prospering in the business world, experiencing quite a few setbacks. The company’s financial statents keep declining, a stark contrast to when the Xie Family was still around!
Thinking about work now, he feels a sense of inexplicable resistance and irritation.
After all, from childhood to adulthood, when has he ever been wronged?
Chen Ningbai put on a silky satin nightdress, the short hem accentuating her alluring curves.
Xie Rongzhao’s eyes lingered on her for a mont before he casually pulled her back into his arms.
He really isn’t a stick-in-the-mud kind of person. His own woman, after all, shouldn’t have to appear in public if it can be helped. But at ho, the less she wears, the better.
A 300-square-ter villa is really a small dwelling for him, but fortunately, with an elevator and a car, it’s far more comfortable than before.
Moreover, he is now the master of the house... That feeling is enough to make up for the lack of material possessions.
The two sat on the sofa, and it took so ti for the assistant to bring the al over—after all, the call from the company was last-minute.
As for ordering takeout?
Are you kidding? Without the assistant keeping an eye on it, how can you know if the al is prepared with care?
The two stuck together and casually turned on the TV—even in this new world, where they had already adapted, TV programs still held so charm.
A huge TV screen lit up in front of them. As the website’s opening page appeared, a weathered face directly caught their eyes.
—It was a man in his 40s, with dark skin and slightly sunken cheeks, making him appear a bit thin and bony.
He stood on an abandoned construction site, wearing a white vest. From his left shoulder down, it was all silver-grey chanical limbs.
At this mont, he awkwardly tugged at the sowhat yellowed and worn hem of his clothes toward the cara.
The cara clearly captured those slightly thick tal fingers, leaving faint marks on the fabric—just like a real hand would.
And that honest, straightforward, and by no ans handso middle-aged man gave a shy smile before introducing himself:
"I... my na is Liu Changgui. I’m from Ningzhou, and when I was 32, my arm was amputated while working on a construction site."
"With an amputation, no employer wanted , so I’ve been doing so farming at ho. But with two kids who are doing well in school at ho, I had to find a way to support their education, which was really tough..."
This was supposed to be a promotion, but it didn’t feel like one at all.
Calling it an advertisent was even less accurate.
It was more like a small snippet of a docuntary.
"... With one hand, I couldn’t find work outside. But this year, the village chief said soone like could get a chanical hand fitted for free, functioning just like a real one... It’s a provision from the governnt, free for those who qualify!"
This statent was noticeably raised in volu.
"After getting it fitted, construction sites are now willing to hire , saying my hand is strong, energetic, and steady."
"I can now earn 400 yuan a day working!"
Even with certain pauses and long shots at the beginning, the entire narrative took only 32 seconds.
Though it spent at least 5 seconds focusing on the connection lines of the chanical limbs, rural service points, and QR codes.
Chen Ningbai and Xie Rongzhao both looked down on this kind of down-to-earth person.
But as they watched this interview on the large screen, unpolished and straightforward, and caught sight of the bold "National Charity" at the video’s end, a gravity surfaced in their expressions.
Xie Rongzhao realized that unless he found the researchers of Hanqi Intelligence, he would never surpass them!
Clearly, smart ho and dical devices are the hottest projects, yet his company only produces so trash that inexplicably activates at midnight!
Those deeply rooted family enterprises are understandable, but as for this rising Hanqi, there’s no reason why he can’t take it down!
anwhile, Chen Ningbai thought: Although historically, it’s always been those in power whose words carry more weight, she has spent so ti in the entertainnt industry and knows the public’s perception of "National Charity."
Even after experiencing nurous deceptions and disappointnts, if those two words appear, people naturally beco more patient and supportive.
—This, after all, is a strange world, a strange country.
So even though the person in the cara was so ordinary and ugly, she instantly understood the popularity and heat this charity advertisent could generate, along with the various invisible advantages it could bring.
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