Chapter 43: [43] Do I look so much like a beggar? _1
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Based on Tang Fengâs understanding of Mrs. Luo, her words did not convey any malice.
However, it seemed she had misunderstood something.
âMrs. Luo, itâs not what youâre thinking, I was just passing by the garbage pile and found here there wasâ¦â
He stopped midway through his explanation, unsure of how to proceed.
He couldnât possibly tell her that he had found a can worth a hundred thousand yuan here, could he?
No one would believe such a thing if he said it.
âTang Feng, stop pretending with me; why put on an act?â Sure enough, Luo Mei didnât believe his words and glared at him accusingly, âIf you were doing well, would you be here picking through trash?â
Tang Feng wanted to cry but had no tears.
He really wasnât here to pick trash; he was here to pick up money!
Luo Mei let out a sigh, âYouâve been out of a job for over a month now, havenât you looked for something else?â
Tang Feng responded with an embarrassed smile, âIâve tried a few places, but once they hear I was fired from my last company, they donât want me. But luckily, I just found a job today, and the pay isnât too bad.â
âAiyah, what should I say to you? Why did you have to be so impulsive back then? You even dared to hit the boss without considering the consequences,â Luo Mei chided him like she was scolding a younger brother.
âYes, yes, I was indeed thoughtless at the time,â Tang Feng admitted his mistake, though he quietly disagreed in his heart.
At the time, his boss had been harassing a new female colleague, and he happened to catch him in the act.
And that day, he was in a particularly bad mood, so he went up and gave the boss a good beating.
Subsequently, he was honorably unemployed.
To this day, he didnât think he had done anything wrong; at most, his way of solving the problem was a bit rash.
If it were him now, he would definitely have recorded the lecherous bossâs disgraceful behavior first, then posted it in the company chat group.
Even if he lost his job, he would have made sure his boss couldnât hold his head up in shame.
âWell, actually what you did was right. We talked about it privately, saying you always seemed carefree, but we didnât expect you to be so righteous in a critical moment,â Mrs. Luo said with a look of regret.
But Tang Feng was speechless. What did she mean by âalways seemed carefreeâ? Was that supposed to be a compliment?
âQuickly throw this thing away; itâs too dirty, isnât it?â
Mrs. Luo snatched the can from his hand and threw it back into the garbage pile, then pulled open her bag, took out two hundred yuan, and after a momentâs hesitation, she pulled out another three notes, âTake this money. Itâs not much, but itâs enough for you to eat for a few days. Go find yourself another job. How can a grown man be picking through trash?â
âMrs. Luo, I really canât take this money, I have moneyâ¦â
Tang Feng was caught between laughing and crying, hastily trying to decline.
But Mrs. Luo, despite being a woman, was quite strong, and she forcefully tucked the five hundred yuan into his pocket.
âAlright, donât be polite with me. Stop dilly-dallying, or Iâll get angry.â
âIâ¦â Tang Feng saw that she was insistent to this degree, so he couldnât refuse any longer and simply nodded, thanking her with a âThank you.â
âAlright, hurry and find somewhere to eat. Iâm off,â Mrs. Luo advised with heartfelt concern before turning to leave.
Tang Feng scratched his head.
Do I really look that much like a beggar?
Are there beggars as handsome as me?
Shaking his head, he quickly picked up the can again.
Hmm?
At the same time, he discovered a photo in the pile of trash.
The photo was a family portrait, with two elderly people sitting in the front row.
Behind them stood three people, one a handsome and dashing man holding a one-year-old child in his arms.
Next to them stood a fashionable woman.
What captured his attention about this old photo was that the fashionable woman bore a strong resemblance to someone.
Jiang Zi.
And the more he looked, the more striking the resemblance, at least seventy to eighty percent.
However, the photo looked to be at least twenty years old, and the woman in it definitely could not be Jiang Zi.
He found it amusing but didnât take it too seriously.
He first followed the method taught by the system and scanned the QR code on the can with his phone.
Then, the screen on his phone changed, and he entered the prize redemption screen.
He followed the on-screen instructions and proceeded through a few steps.
âCongratulations, you have won the first prize in this event, one hundred thousand yuan prize money will be transferred to your WeChat soonâ¦â
âHoly moly, it actually redeemed successfully?â
Tang Feng was immediately filled with surprise and joy.
At that moment, his phone suddenly vibrated twice.
Thinking the prize money had been transferred, he eagerly checked WeChat.
But it wasnât a notification of the prize money arriving; it was the chat group of the real estate company he used to work for, which he had forgotten to exit and nobody had kicked him out of.
Curious, he clicked to enter.
He saw that Mrs. Luo had posted two photos thereâthe very scene of him picking through garbage.
And she added a text message below the photos.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âItâs so pitiful. On my way home, I actually saw Tang Feng. He was scavenging through trash for a living.â
Two shocked emojis followed the message.
As soon as this message was released, the group went wild.
âOh my god, has Tang Feng really fallen to this level?â followed by two shocked emojis.
âI thought he had already found a job, but I didnât expect him to be living so miserably.â
âAre you kidding? He was fired; what other company would dare to hire him?â
âYou canât blame Tang Feng for that incident; he was just trying to do the right thing.â
âI advise you to withdraw that message quickly before Mr. Wang sees it.â
âWhy should I withdraw it? Did I say anything wrong? It wasnât Tang Fengâs fault from the beginning.â
âLetâs not argue just yet, listen to me first. What I mean is, could we put together some money to help him through this tough time?â This was sent by Mrs. Luo, who suddenly began urging everyone to donate money.
âI agree. Tang Feng helped me a lot when he was at the company; Iâll donate two hundred.â
âIâve almost spent my whole salary this month; I barely have enough for living expenses, but Iâll donate one hundred.â
âIâll donate three hundred.â
âIâll donate fiftyâ¦â
Watching this enthusiastic scene of donations, Tang Feng felt a little moved.
A melody spontaneously played in his ears.
âAh, if everyone gives just a little love, the world will become a beautiful paradiseâ¦â