Reborn as Zhao Ruilong of Handong, I will defy fate.

There was a crowd of people, and everyone was talking.

A number of elderly people quickly gathered outside Chen Yanshi's house.

The more people there were, the more hard-working Ni Zhiping became.

Her voice was high-pitched, and her eyes were brimming with tears.

That pitiful and helpless appearance, that mournful and pitiful cry.

It is truly heartbreaking to hear and tearful to see.

As more and more people gathered, the courtyard became almost full.

Although he hadn't figured out the situation yet, how could Chen Yanshi remain unresponsive?

In the dead of winter, why would a middle-aged woman kneel at her own doorstep, wailing and crying?

If this gets out, what will become of us?

Chen Yanshi, who cared most about his reputation, immediately gave his wife a wink and a stern look.

Wang Fuzhen quickly stepped forward.

"Little sister, stop crying! Get up!"

"Sis, just let me cry! I can't take it anymore! Waaah~"

Ni Zhiping pried Wang Fuzhen's hands away and continued to cry out.

After glancing at her husband, Wang Fuzhen immediately squatted down.

"Young lady, what exactly is your problem? Please tell us clearly, okay?"

"Otherwise, if you keep crying like this, even if we want to help you, we won't know how!"

Chen Yanshi quickly added:

"That's right. If you have any difficulties, just stand up and tell me. If I can help, I definitely will."

Ni Zhiping stopped crying.

He slumped to the ground and sobbed a few times.

Wang Fuzhen quickly searched her person and pulled out a stack of papers, handing them to Ni Zhiping.

"Come on, little sister, wipe your tears. Don't cry. Tell us what happened slowly. We'll definitely help if we can."

Ni Zhiping took the tissue and wiped her tears, then looked pitifully at the curious elderly people around her.

Finally, their gaze turned to Chen Yanshi.

"Mr. Chen, my name is Ni Zhiping, from Jingzhou Hongtaiyang Garment Co., Ltd."

“Our factory used to be a state-owned enterprise, but like Dafeng Factory, it was restructured into a private enterprise.”

"Business has been getting worse and worse in the past two years. There are no orders and no money to be made. Everyone is struggling to make ends meet."

"I heard that you helped Dafeng Factory contact many companies and helped them get a lot of orders. Please help us too!"

"Without orders, we can't continue operating. The company will go bankrupt, more than 300 employees will be laid off and have no jobs, and we won't be able to make a living at all!"

As she spoke, Ni Zhiping started crying again.

This time, it wasn't a heartbroken, wailing cry.

Instead, she sobbed softly in pain and misery.

Many elderly people around sighed and shook their heads upon seeing this.

"Oh, this is terrible!"

Why is business so difficult?

"It's the Lunar New Year, and this...this...sigh!"

"If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have preferred not to change it at all!"

"That's right, if we didn't reform, we'd still get government funding, but now we get nothing!"

"More than three hundred people! If they all lose their jobs, how are they going to get through the New Year?"

"Old Chen, please help her! She's so pitiful, we can't just stand by and watch her die!"

"Yes, yes, you used to be a high-ranking official. Many organizations would definitely give you face. Ask them for help."

"That's right, that's right. You've already helped Dafeng Factory, so why not help this young lady too? It's not easy being a woman!"

"Yes, it's the Lunar New Year. Let's help her contact a few companies so they have something to look forward to. Helping one company is the same as helping another, so what's the harm in helping more?"

……

The crowd felt sympathy and pity for him, and tried to persuade him to stop.

Wang Fuzhen, who was squatting on the ground, looked coldly at Chen Yanshi.

"Old Chen, say something!"

"What are you thinking about, standing there like that?"

"Aren't you selfless and kind-hearted?"

"Aren't you always trying to stand up for the people?"

"Since we've helped Dafeng Factory, how can we not help Hongtaiyang?"

"Is it only because you personally led the restructuring of Dafeng Factory that you're helping them, while you don't care about the other factories?"

“If this gets out, everyone will definitely think that you secretly accepted benefits from Dafeng Factory.”

"If you're going to help, you have to treat everyone equally. You can't favor one over the other. You can't just help Dafeng Factory get business while ignoring Hongtaiyang."

"The workers at Dafeng Factory are human beings; they have to make a living. Aren't the employees of Hongtaiyang also human beings? Don't they also have to make a living?"

……

Wang Fuzhen was already resentful of her husband helping Dafeng Factory promote its products.

Now that they've got the chance, of course they'll give him a good scolding and a lecture.

She also wanted to take this opportunity to let Chen Yanshi know that this was something she shouldn't have done.

The help from Dafeng Factory hasn't been fully provided yet; all the orders are just tentative and no contracts have been signed.

Ni Zhiping rushed over upon hearing the news, tearfully begging Chen Yanshi for help.

What if someone else comes?

And what about Chen Yanshi?

People around him offered kind advice, but his wife remained sarcastic and sarcastic.

Ni Zhiping, kneeling on the ground, looked as pitiful as if she were about to die.

this moment.

Chen Yanshi was really at his wit's end.

"Oh dear, please stop talking! Please stop talking!"

"Let me say a few words!!"

As soon as Chen Yanshi spoke, everyone gradually fell silent.

They were all staring intently at him.

Chen Yanshi stepped forward, bent down, and reached out his hand.

"Young lady, get up first. The ground is cold. Don't catch a cold."

"Old Chen, please help me! I'm barely making ends meet, do you think I'm afraid of catching a cold?"

Ni Zhiping grabbed Chen Yanshi's hand and pleaded:

"Everyone knows that you used to be a high-ranking official with a wide network of connections. You're a kind-hearted person, so please help us out!"

"We don't need many orders, just please arrange a few thousand sets of clothing for us. We guarantee top quality and a great price, please!"

Chen Yanshi frowned slightly.

Are you sure a few thousand sets will be enough to help you get through this difficult time?

"Yes!"

Ni Zhiping hurriedly said, "If it weren't for really having no other choice, I wouldn't want to trouble you."

"You just need to help us get orders for a few thousand sets of clothes, and we can make all kinds of clothes, including school uniforms, work clothes, protective clothing, and work uniforms."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a kind-hearted old man shouted:

"Old Chen, a few thousand sets of clothes are nothing to you, right? You can just make a phone call and it'll be done, right?"

Another old man who often played chess with him chimed in, saying:

"This young lady isn't asking for much, just a few thousand sets of clothes, please help her quickly!"

Before Chen Yanshi could speak, Wang Fuzhen, who was squatting on the ground, stood up.

"I see in your ledger that you've secured orders for tens of thousands of sets of clothing for Dafeng Factory. Just give her a few thousand sets!"

Ni Zhiping quickly said, "I swear to God, we will do our best, we will never cut corners, and we guarantee good quality, fast delivery, and reasonable prices!"

Chen Yanshi looked at the people around him.

"Okay, I'll call the owner of Dafeng Factory right away and ask him to send you a few thousand sets."

"Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Chen, who saved me from my suffering. You are a living Bodhisattva, you are my second parents."

After Ni Zhiping shouted, she kowtowed repeatedly.

The people around cheered.

Just then...

"Old Chen!!!"

A loud, wailing cry rang out.

The elderly onlookers quickly made way for them.

A middle-aged man with graying temples walked quickly towards them.

He suddenly knelt down with a thud, even though he was several meters away.

"Old Chen, help me, Old Chen!"

"Our factory has no business, we can't survive!"

"My wife is asking for a divorce, and the workers are pressuring me to pay their wages. I'm really at my wit's end, Mr. Chen!"

The middle-aged man cried and screamed as he crawled forward on his knees.

This scene.

Chen Yanshi, who hadn't even helped Ni Zhiping up yet, was stunned on the spot.

Ni Zhiping stole a glance.

I almost couldn't help but laugh.

Fuck!

Old Liu, you're such a drama queen!

How come she can act even better than me?

They actually said your wife wants a divorce.

I saw you two holding hands while shopping yesterday!

And they even said there was no business...

Your down jackets are stylish and inexpensive; they're selling out this winter.

You're actually complaining that you can't live on anymore? You've made so much money you're about to burst!

of course.

If we let Chen Yanshi do this, showing favoritism towards Dafeng Factory...

Other garment companies in Handong also couldn't survive.

How can someone who earns a living through their skills compete with someone who relies on connections?

If you cry a little, you can get some orders from the kind-hearted Chen Yanshi. That's pretty good.

After all, crying in front of a client doesn't guarantee a successful deal.

But with Old Chen, the hope is much greater.

As Lao Liu knelt and moved, he arrived in front of Chen Yanshi and his wife.

Their attempts to elicit sympathy were in no way inferior to Ni Zhiping's.

Especially his identity.

Middle-aged men!

I have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise!

This is the time when you most need to earn money to support your family.

Besides, a man's knees are worth gold.

If he hadn't really encountered some difficulties, why would he kneel down and beg in public?

The elderly residents of the nursing home started helping to persuade them again.

Having helped Dafeng Factory and Hongtaiyang, how could Chen Yanshi possibly refuse?

But no one expected that more people would arrive so soon.

It was another "Old Chen" from the voice.

He knelt down and cried out again.

However, the people who came were not from the garment factory.

"Help! Old Chen, we can't sell the steel our factory is producing. Please, could you help us contact other businesses to buy some?"

"If you just contact a few construction sites, our factory's hundreds of workers won't be laid off and starve to death, Mr. Chen!"

The third person who came to cry out hadn't been crying for long.

Then a fourth one came, from a cement factory.

They were still wearing work clothes covered in mortar and safety helmets.

He knelt before Chen Yanshi, tears streaming down his face.

I'm begging for help from kind-hearted Mr. Chen to help me sell some cement!

Subsequently.

Like Dafeng Factory, many state-owned enterprises were converted into private enterprises, including fertilizer factories, food factories, glass factories, and agricultural machinery factories.

People also came one after another, crying and begging Old Chen to help them find business.

For a while.

At the entrance of the Chen family's residence, a line of people knelt, their cries shaking the heavens...