A 50-year-old man is reborn and becomes a complete slacker, leaving his scumbag children completely

Inside the Haiya Women's Clothing Store in Hangzhou.

Hu Dahai had just driven here when he saw Huang Yunya here today.

"Brother Dahai."

Huang Yunya saw Hu Dahai and immediately came over to greet him happily.

"Why did you come here?" Hu Dahai thought that Huang Yunya was at the garment factory, overseeing the progress of the new products.

"The factory had a power outage all day today, so all the workers were let go. I came here to check on things and help out," Huang Yunya said with a smile.

In those days, domestic hydropower and thermal power technologies were not yet mature, so the power supply was simply insufficient. Power outages were a common occurrence.

"Oh." Hu Dahai nodded.

The shop was very busy. Huang Yunya only exchanged a few words with Hu Dahai before immediately getting busy herself.

Hu Dahai's influence in the women's clothing store was limited, but since he was a man, he wasn't very useful. So he wandered around the store for a while and then decided to go check out the stores in Shaocheng.

However, just as Hu Dahai reached the store entrance and was about to get into his new Santana, he heard a gasp from inside the store.

"Boss lady, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, the employees in the women's clothing store let out a cry of surprise and then quickly rushed towards a certain place.

When Hu Dahai turned around, he saw Huang Yunya lying on the ground, her face pale.

Without any worry, he went straight to Huang Yunya's side and picked her up, asking, "Xiaoya, what's wrong?"

But Huang Yunya still didn't react. Hu Dahai's alarm bells were ringing. Could something have happened?

He picked up Huang Yunya, put her in the car, and then said to Quan Shan, "Quick, drive to the hospital at full speed!"

Quan Shan slammed his foot down, and to be honest, the car flew off at high speed, almost as if he had stepped on the gas.

In his hands, the Santana was like a toy, weaving through the streets.

In less than ten minutes, Quan Shan had already driven the car to the hospital entrance.

Hu Dahai carried Huang Yunya to the hospital for treatment.

After examining her, the doctor immediately came to a conclusion: "Oh, she has low blood sugar. She probably didn't eat breakfast. Just give her a piece of candy and you won't need to bring her to the hospital."

"But since you're here, I'll help you get her an IV drip of glucose."

Hu Dahai breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought it was something serious. If it was just low blood sugar, then it was nothing serious.

As a bottle of glucose was inserted, Huang Yunya slowly woke up.

"Xiaoya, you can't skip breakfast again next time!" Hu Dahai immediately scolded, "No matter how busy you are, your health should always come first. You're so thin, you don't have enough fat to keep your stomach from getting hungry."

Huang Yunya also learned what had happened to her body, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Brother Dahai, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"I was supposed to go to the garment factory today to make samples for me, so I needed to go early. But I overslept this morning and didn't have time to eat breakfast."

Hu Dahai had the doctor give Huang Yunya a thorough check-up to make sure she was fine before he felt relieved and prepared to leave with her.

However, the two of them had just come down from the hospital building.

In the hospital lobby, someone was wailing and crying, "Dad! Dad, why can't you understand?"

As the man cried out, a large crowd immediately gathered around to watch the spectacle.

Hu Dahai originally didn't want to pay attention to this situation; he was in a hurry to go to Shaocheng and Jiacheng to check on the renovation of the shops there.

But suddenly, he felt that the voice sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

He withdrew his foot and walked to the source of the sound to take a closer look.

When he got there, he saw a man kneeling on the ground, wailing and crying, with a girl beside him wiping away tears.

He recognized the man; wasn't he Huang Liang, whom he had seen earlier at the car dealership?

Hu Dahai didn't go over immediately, but listened to the gossip of the people around him.

"Oh, this young man, it's so tragic. He lost his father at such a young age."

"Who says otherwise? I heard that his father was sick, but his family was poor and couldn't afford to treat him, so his father didn't want to be a burden on his child and strangled himself to death with the IV drip tube."

"Wow, that's brutal! To strangle yourself to death, how painful must that be!"

"There was no other way. He had no money, and he couldn't afford to harm the child, so he had to be tough on himself."

"It's mainly because they don't have the money. I heard that the child still has some medical bills to pay, and the hospital is unwilling to take his body back."

“I heard about it too. It seems to be just a few hundred yuan short, but this young man doesn’t have a single penny.”

By this time, Hu Dahai had a pretty good idea of ​​the general situation.

He frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled as to why Huang Liang had no money.

So he walked up to Huang Liang and said, "Huang Liang, didn't you just earn some commission? How come you can't even come up with a few hundred yuan?"

Upon hearing Hu Dahai's words, Huang Liang immediately stopped crying and looked up, sobbing, "Boss, it's you. It's not that I don't want to pay for the hospital, it's just that I really don't have any money."

"I didn't receive any commissions, and I even lost my job. My mentor kicked me out of the car dealership..."

Huang Liang briefly explained the situation to Hu Dahai.

Hu Dahai was speechless. Xiang Song from the car dealership was a real scoundrel. It was one thing for him to look down on him, but he dared to deduct money from such a poor kid, even though the kid had earned it through his own hard work.

He pulled Huang Liang up from the ground: "How much money do you owe the hospital?"

"It's only 730 yuan. I've saved 74 yuan recently, and I'm still far from enough," Huang Liang said, wiping away his tears.

Hu Dahai looked at the woman next to Huang Liang: "Who is this?"

“This is my sister,” Huang Liang said.

Hu Dahai pulled out a wad of ten-yuan notes from his pocket and handed them to Huang Liang's sister: "Use this money to pay for the hospital bills. Use the rest to call a car and take your father's body back."

Huang Liang's sister hesitated for a moment and dared not take the money.

Instead, Huang Liang took it and said, "Boss, thank you. When I make money in the future, I will definitely pay you back with interest."

“No need for later, it can be done now.” Hu Dahai said to Huang Liang, “Come with me to your car dealership. I want to see if anyone dares to withhold your commission, since I already said this order is yours.”

Huang Liang was also dazed at this moment. When he heard Hu Dahai tell him to get up, he got up in a daze.

Inside the car dealership, Xiang Song looked at his bulging pockets and hummed a song happily. With this money, he could go find a foot massage girl and have some fun.

Because their dealerships generally accept cash, commissions are paid very quickly; as soon as payment is received, the salesperson's commission is given to them.

It was at this time.

"grumble."

Suddenly, a Santana pulled up in front of their car dealership.