2003: Starting with Foreign Trade

Chapter 153 A weight lifted from my heart

On a hospital bed on the third floor of Beicang District People's Hospital, Zhang Qingliang looked puzzled, wondering why his nephew was laughing so happily.
"No, I've broken one leg, why are you laughing so happily?"

Tan Jincheng just smiled. Zhang Qingliang asked him several times but he didn't answer. Even the other people in the ward wondered if this young man was seriously ill. His relative had been in a car accident and broken his leg, yet he was still smiling so happily?
Zhang Qingliang gave up after failing to get any answers. Although his nephew was laughing and laughing very happily, he could tell that it wasn't a gloating laugh, but a genuine joy.

Could it be that nothing serious happened to him, which is why he was so happy? That would make sense.

What's meant to happen will happen; Zhang Qingliang seems destined for a calamity.

He was buying building materials at a home improvement market store when, unfortunately, a female driver accidentally stepped on the gas pedal, running over his foot. Where could he go to seek justice?
Fortunately, the problem wasn't serious. The female driver and the shop owner were very responsible and quickly took him to the People's Hospital. Before the surgery, Zhang Qingliang asked the nurse to call his nephew, which led to the scene described earlier.

How could Tan Jincheng not be happy? They say it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, so surely Zhang Qingliang won't suffer the same fate of dying young as he did in his previous life, now that he's lying in a hospital bed?
The shadow that had lingered in Tan Jincheng's heart was finally over.

Losing a leg is better than losing your life; it's like warding off disaster. I hope my uncle will have a better future.

"Uncle, don't worry about getting better. I'll contact the hospital for you. The renovations are fine; I'll have someone keep an eye on them."

"The doctor said there's nothing serious, you can be discharged in a few days and just rest at home, you don't need to spend money unnecessarily."

"It won't cost much. Besides, didn't that girl say she would take responsibility? What are you worried about? I'll call your aunt over and have her take care of you. Let's hire a caregiver for you first."

After saying that, Tan Jincheng didn't wait for Zhang Qingliang's reply and went out of the ward to make arrangements. "You have to stay here whether you like it or not. I won't feel at ease if you don't stay in the hospital until the end of this month. I'll also give you a full body check-up. Just lie down and rest, hehe."

Flash Auto is thriving and will soon be self-sufficient and break even. Flash's advertisements, thanks to the influence of Super Girl, have also promoted Beicang's reputation to some extent. It's no exaggeration to say that Tan Jincheng is a recent celebrity in the district.

If Tan Jincheng hadn't been unwilling to promote himself, the district newspapers would have already published his story: a 20-year-old entrepreneur who started from scratch in Beicang; which newspaper wouldn't be happy to promote such positive energy?

After a few phone calls, the head of the orthopedics department at the People's Hospital came over in person, giving the troublemaking girl a fright.

Seeing the girl's worry, Tan Jincheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't try to extort you. I'll handle whatever the traffic police do. I just wanted to put my mind at ease by having the director come over."

"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely take responsibility for what I am supposed to take."

To be honest, Zhou Wei was terrified today. He was on his day off and went to buy some building materials for his family. He accidentally stepped on the gas pedal at the door. Luckily, the man stepped back, or something serious would have happened.

When the uncle's nephew arrived, he didn't say anything, just kept laughing, which looked rather creepy. Next to him was a tall, burly guy who called him "boss" and dressed like a rich man. After he went out for a walk, the head of orthopedics came over in person.

This person doesn't look like an ordinary person at all. How can people not be alarmed?
Thank goodness, I hope what he said is true. I'll just handle everything properly. I'll never drive again, it's too scary!
The caregiver won't arrive until tomorrow, so Tan Jincheng simply stayed at the hospital that afternoon. As per Tan Jincheng's request, the focus should be on recovery in the hospital as much as possible, since his uncle is only in his thirties and it would be best to avoid any long-term effects.

Zhang Qingliang probably felt a little embarrassed, as it not only delayed the construction period but also required his nephew to take care of him: "I don't have anything to do right now, so if you're busy, you can go to the company first."

"It's alright, the caregiver will arrive tomorrow. I've also notified my aunt, she should be here by tomorrow night."

"The construction period is fine. I'll just tell Pengya. I only have some furniture left, so I can take care of that myself."

Tan Jincheng's house is almost finished with renovations, with only some furniture left. If we don't consider the formaldehyde in the furniture, he can move in next month. Actually, Tan Jincheng always felt that the claim that formaldehyde from paint is extremely harmful was a bit exaggerated.

Is it really that outrageous? How could construction workers like my uncle survive? You know, more than 80% of construction workers these days don't take any protective measures, and they don't seem to have any serious health problems.

On the contrary, formaldehyde in furniture is more difficult to determine, especially in some beds, cabinets and the like.

In the afternoon, Zhang Qingliang was probably terrified and exhausted after the surgery, so he fell into a deep sleep after lunch. Tan Jincheng didn't need to do anything, as he wasn't very good at taking care of people.

Although he eventually separated from his ex-wife in his previous life, she took good care of him when they were together, arranging everything for him, from food and clothing to housing and transportation. The period from dating to marriage and having children was quite sweet.

Before meeting his ex-wife, Tan Jincheng was always busy making money and doing business. He was someone who did not pay attention to the quality of life and did not know how to take care of himself. His parents gave him a lot of freedom, but living away from home for a long time and having few friends also made him lack love to a certain extent and not know how to cherish himself.

His ex-wife changed him. The reason for their divorce was not due to emotional problems, but rather the hardships of life and disagreements about their future careers. Neither of them remarried after the divorce, and the child stayed with his ex-wife. They would occasionally get together. If Tan Jincheng had insisted on increasing his investment as he had suggested, especially given the three-year special period, he might have really gone bankrupt.

Therefore, Tan Jincheng had no complaints about the divorce. On the contrary, he felt somewhat fortunate. Otherwise, all his efforts over half a lifetime would have been for nothing, and he would have dragged his family down with him. When the children grew up, his parents grew old, and he was burdened with debt, that would have been the most painful thing.

Modern society emphasizes living for oneself, but how many people can truly do that?

As for this life, should he still look for his ex-wife? Tan Jincheng felt it was better not to. Deliberately searching would only bring unnecessary trouble to both of them. Even without him, she could live a good life on her own with her abilities and family background.

In addition, it avoids the societal prejudice against divorced mothers; let everything take its natural course.

What's more, his ex-wife is a post-90s generation, born in 1991. If he went to see her now, her parents would probably beat him to death.

Unconsciously, Tan Jincheng thought of Gu Qingqing again. They were two completely different types of girls, but they had some similar qualities. Both were only children from wealthy families. Gu Qingqing's family was better off, but his ex-wife's family was not bad either.

In terms of personality, both of them are the kind of people who are quite opinionated, but not unreasonable. The ex-wife is 165cm tall and Gu Qingqing is 168cm tall, both of them are tall and slender. As for other aspects, it is not yet possible to compare them.

"It seems that no matter when, at least in terms of aesthetics, I haven't changed."

The next morning, the caregiver that Tan Jincheng had asked the hospital's nursing station to find arrived, so Tan Jincheng hurriedly got up to go for the interview. Tan Jincheng couldn't tell the difference between good and bad caregivers; it was just a matter of agreeing on the salary. Besides, the head nurse had come in person yesterday, so if the nursing station had any sense, they wouldn't have cheated him.

Anyway, Auntie is coming over this afternoon. Let her decide for herself whether it's suitable or not. Yesterday, Sun Yuming went to Zhang Qingliang's place and brought over some daily necessities. Tan Jincheng also prepaid for the medical expenses.

I've thought of everything I can for now. As for the traffic police, let Sun Yuming take charge of following up. The cause of the accident is clear: the motor vehicle is fully responsible. The amount of compensation will be determined by the authorities. Once my aunt arrives, Tan Jincheng won't need to make the decision.

"That's all for now, Uncle. I'm going to the company now. Call me if you need anything. Auntie will be here this afternoon, and I'll pick her up then."

"Okay, go ahead, don't delay your business, I'm fine here."

"Then you can focus on recovering. Don't worry, I've asked the doctor, and they will do their best to ensure you don't suffer any long-term effects. Even if you do become lame, don't worry, you can work as a security guard at my company, and I'll pay you 5000 a month."

"You jinx, what nonsense are you spouting? Besides, where would you find a doorman who makes 5000 a month?"

"No one else has it, but you do when you come, haha."

"By the way, what did you tell your family? Your mom called last night to ask."

“I didn’t say much. My mom called me, and I told her that I had a minor accident but didn’t have time to take care of myself, so I asked my aunt to come and help me.”

"That's more like it. I'm afraid you're exaggerating, and things will turn upside down at home."

"No, I'm not that insensible. But you and your aunt are going to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival here. Do you want me to send someone to pick up Wenzuo after the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday?"

Zhang Qingliang seemed somewhat tempted upon hearing this. In the past, when he was in Northeast China, he didn't have the same opportunity. This year, he was doing well at home and could see his son from time to time, but he was suddenly transferred to Beicang. Now, he hasn't seen his son for half a year and really misses him.

"Will it work? Won't it be troublesome?"

"What trouble is there? How about this? There's only one day off for the Mid-Autumn Festival, which isn't enough time. The National Day holiday is longer, so I'll send someone to pick him up then. He can stay with you for a few more days and broaden his horizons."

"Alright, I'll discuss it with your aunt when she arrives. Also, I'm thinking of having your aunt manage the construction site for me for a while. What do you think?"

"Whatever you say. I've already told Pengya that he's not in a hurry. My dad can handle the rest of the home renovation. My aunt can stay here for the rest of the year."

"Okay, I'll call your dad later and ask how it goes."

(End of this chapter)