Chapter 9 The old man who collects waste
His name is Wang Mingshan, 50 years old, he is a laid-off worker who makes a living by collecting scrap.
His wife ran away after giving birth to a son for him, leaving him alone and laboriously tugging at the child.
In order to make up for the lack of his son Wang Long's family, from childhood to adulthood, Wang Mingshan never lost him in material terms, and always tried his best to give him the best.
As long as his son has something he wants, he just smashes the pot and sells iron, and he has to get it for his son all night.
Speaking of which, Wang Mingshan is actually very smart, he knows that just ordinary waste collection can't make a lot of money at all, and it is very unstable.
So, as early as when he was laid off, he made an abacus, went to the leaders of nearby factories and workshops, gave them gifts and made connections, and took over this piece of waste.
In this way, slowly his scrap yard was also operated, not to mention how rich he was, at least it was not difficult to support his family.
If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been able to satisfy his son's growing appetite and excessive demands, but he was happy to do so, as long as he was happy.
However, Wang Mingshan still has some worries about his son, that is, this kid is twenty-five years old this year, and he still has no ability at all, and he only knows how to ask for money to go out and fool around with those fox friends all day long.
And due to years of hard work, Wang Mingshan's own body is also not as good as a year, he is very afraid that if he suddenly falls down one day, what will this kid do alone.
For this reason, he often persuaded his son to collect waste with him, so that he could still rely on this scrap station to make a living in the future.
But every time the son responded, it was just a contemptuous look, and it could be seen that he looked down on the waste collector very much, and he also looked down on his father who collected the scrap......
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"What kind of shit is this?"
After browsing all of Wang Laohan's memories, Xia Mu instantly frowned and scolded in his heart.
In his opinion, this Wang Long should be renamed King Worm, a proper gnawing old monster and parasite!
But at the same time, he couldn't help but wonder that he had become Wang Laohan in this secret realm...... What is it for?
He still remembered that the name of this powerful ghost was "Spiritual Spirit", and his ability was "Possession", if he looked at it from this point, it should be more consistent with Wang Long.
Is there a "special condition"...... It seems that this "special condition" should be related to Wang Laohan......
Just as Natsuki lowered his head to analyze......
Bite!
The phone rang.
[The memory overlap is completed, the preparation process is completed, and the special mission of this secret realm is now released......]
[Mission Name: Wang Mingshan's Wish]
[Mission Objective: Complete Wang Mingshan's wish]
[Mission Time Limit: The Secret Realm Completely Collapses]
[Description: Wang Mingshan's biggest concern in this life is his son Wang Long, and he must pave the way for his son's future before he falls. 】
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After reading the task description, Xia Mu realized that this was the so-called "special conditions".
And the time limit of the mission is "the complete collapse of the secret realm", which means that you can't move endlessly in the secret realm, and on the premise of not knowing the time of the collapse, the sooner you achieve it, the better.
It's just that...... How, exactly?
Xia Mu went through Wang Laohan's memories again, and found that Wang Laohan seemed to have an idea about it.
Since Wang Long, a bastard kid, is not successful and unwilling to learn skills, then he simply took advantage of the fact that he was still able to do a big job, and directly solved the economic problems of this kid in the second half of his life, and he didn't have to worry about it anymore.
This afternoon, Mr. Wang made an appointment with a large steel mill in the city, and they have the channel to import a batch of scrap steel from overseas.
This steel plant can also be regarded as Wang Laohan's partner for many years, knowing his situation, he is ready to take him this time and eat this batch of steel.
Of course, this is not only because of favors, they also took a fancy to Wang Laohan's scrap station, which has a good location and a large enough area to be used as a scrap yard.
As long as Wang Laohan agrees to clean up the scrap yard and make it a yard, he will be able to have a share of 2 million scrap steel, and then sell it again, and it will not be a problem to double the current steel price.
Moreover, knowing that Wang Laohan could not do anything, the steel mill was also willing to pay for his scrap yard and use this piece of land as a storage yard.
When the time comes, how can he have more than 5 million yuan in his hand, his family has a house and a car, as long as he doesn't spend a lot of money, this kid will never starve to death.
I have to say that this old man Wang really did his best for his son, and this is also the limit of what he can do.
In this regard, Xia Mu couldn't help but sigh twice, although he didn't approve of Wang Laohan's approach, but he was quite impressed to be able to do this.
Glancing at the time, it was now half past one in the afternoon, and there was still an hour and a half before the time agreed with the steel mill, which was not rich but not too tight.
So Xia Mu hurriedly got up, put on the suit specially prepared by Wang Laohan, and looked in the mirror, feeling that he had suddenly changed from a hard-working middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life to a small boss who talked about business.
Sure enough, man depends on his clothes, and his horse depends on his saddle.
After tidying up his clothes and shaving his beard, Wang Laohan's face suddenly became much more energetic.
Picking up a bunch of keys at the entrance, Natsuki went out unhurriedly.
Wang Laohan lives next to his scrapyard, a very old house, sheltered from the wind and rain, but certainly uncomfortable.
And his son Wang Lung doesn't live here, and the kid dislikes it very much, so he bought his son a new house of 60 square meters a few years ago and let the kid live by himself.
In the open space outside the house, a pickup truck was parked, apparently freshly washed, and the exterior paint was shiny.
When talking about big business, it is natural to do the surface work, Xia Mu took out the car key, opened the door and got into the car.
Although Xia Mu didn't know how to drive, Wang Laohan would, relying on Wang Laohan's memory, he drove the car onto the road and drove in the direction of the steel mill.
At the same time, this also made him realize that this secret realm seems to be a good place to learn skills, if he can successfully complete a special task and go out, isn't it equivalent to being able to drive?
That's not bad......
As he drove on, Xia Mu began to think habitually, because through Wang Laohan's memory, he found that the world in which the other party lived seemed to be somewhat different from himself.
"Goose City"
With a good geography, he was very sure that there was no such city in his world, which couldn't help but make him wonder where this world belonging to Wang Laohan came from.
And just as he was thinking......
Drip, drip! Drip, drip!
A sudden ringing of the cell phone rang.
Of course, this is not his mobile phone, but Wang Laohan's, he was afraid that there was something urgent, so he quickly took out a big brother from his pocket and picked up the phone.
"Hey, is that Mr. Wang?"
"It's me, you're it?"
"I am from the Physical Examination Center of the First People's Hospital of Goose City, and the results of your physical examination last week came out, and after discussion, the doctor still recommends that you come in person, and it is best to bring your family with you."
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Xia Mu's heart suddenly chuckled, and he had a bad premonition, obviously influenced by Wang Laohan.
But after a little thought, he still kept his cool and replied:
"Okay, but I still have something to do in a while, I'll come over as soon as I'm done......"