âThis batch of goods is useless if it just sits with us, and the company is in urgent need of funds right now so the boss said we can only sell it cheap.â
Yi Fengâs lips curled up into a slight smile. Success!
âYour boss is wise.â
âThen please help us transport this batch of goods. Iâll give you an address shortly.â
Huang Guangyuan also let out a sigh of relief. His mission was completed, and his performance goal was met!
âAlright, Iâll arrange for someone to deliver it to you right away!â
Yi Feng gave Huang Guangyuan the shopâs address, then paid, received the receipt, and the invoice.
After completing the handover procedures, Yi Feng and Wang Tie returned to the shop first.
A week went by, and the renovation of the shop was still ongoing. Yi Feng had also visited twice during this period, and the progress was pleasing. Originally, it was estimated that it would take two weeks to finish the slotting, but Han Pingâan had completed most of the work in just one week.
When he arrived at the shop, it was already noon, and Yi Feng casually bought some fast food.
âPingâan, Nannan, itâs time to eat.â Yi Feng entered the door and saw Han Pingâan meticulously filing a slot with a file.
During the noon and evening, when it was not possible to use the drill, he would not delay the progress and instead used a file to dig and chisel bit by bit.
âBrother Feng!â
âBig brother Feng~â
The siblings were very happy to see Yi Feng and put down their work to greet him.
Yi Feng saw that Han Pingâanâs left middle finger was wrapped in a cloth with blood on it and frowned, âYouâre injured?â
Han Pingâan scratched his head embarrassedly, âItâs just a small injury, itâs nothing.â
âLet me see.â Yi Feng put down the fast food, unwrapped the cloth, and found a deep cut on the middle finger, still bleeding, and without even a band-aid applied.
âThis is called nothing? Youâre not even using medicine? Not even a band-aid?â
âReally, arenât you afraid of infection? Do you want to die?â Yi Feng scolded with a frown, but his tone was full of concern.
Han Pingâan was scolded and hung his head without replying.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWang Tie, go to the pharmacy and buy some medicine. Remember to buy medical alcohol and a box of band-aids.â Yi Feng turned around and instructed.
âOkay.â Wang Tie agreed and ran out to buy the medicines.
Yi Feng patted Han Pingâan on the shoulder, seriously saying, âWork is work, but you only have one life.â
âIf you donât think about yourself, you should at least think about Nannan, right?â
Han Pingâan lifted his head, feeling warm inside. No one had ever cared about him so much.
His eyes reddened, and he said in a deep voice, âI understand, Brother Feng. It wonât happen again!â
Only then did Yi Feng nod in satisfaction, smiling, âCome on, letâs eat first.â
They moved a portable table out, then sat on small plastic stools to start their lunch.
After Wang Tie brought back the medicine, Yi Feng personally cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it.
Just after they finished lunch, Huang Guangyuan brought over the scrap computers.
After Yi Feng signed for them, Wang Tie and Han Pingâan began to unload the goods.
When 25 computers piled up in one corner of the shop, Wang Tie asked, âBrother Feng, are we going to fix all these machines now?â
Yi Feng smiled slightly, âNo need, just fix two for now. Theyâll be needed tomorrow.â
âHuh? Two?â Wang Tie scratched his head, puzzled.
âOne for myself, and the other as an 18th birthday gift for Gu Muxi.â
Wang Tie instantly understood and chuckled, âYouâre really something, Brother Feng!â
Yi Feng touched the computer, feeling a silent emotion.
Gu Muxi, youâre 18 now.
Thinking about it, he had been living with her for 18 years now.
Little childhood sweetheart, you should really like this gift, right?â
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