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"Old Wang..." I forced a smile, feeling awkward.
"Are you... delivering food?" Old Wang looked at my outfit, his eyes filled with surprise.
"Yeah... just temporarily, a transition."
"Oh... that's good, starting your own business!" Old Wang patted my shoulder, but I could see sympathy and even pity in his gaze.
That night when I got home, I threw my helmet onto the sofa and collapsed onto it.
"How was your day?" Li Xuemei asked.
"It was okay," I replied weakly.
"How much did you make?"
"Eighty-six yuan."
Li Xuemei fell silent for a moment. "Zhi Yuan, what are we doing this for? Back when you were at the Electric Power Bureau, you had such a respectable job..."
Two months later, the family group chat became lively again.
Zhi Qiang sent a message: "Dear uncles and aunts, my little nephew is planning to open another branch in the city. If you need any help, just let me know!"
Soon, compliments flooded in:
"Zhi Qiang is really promising!"
"Young and capable!"
"Our family's pride!"
As I read these messages, I felt a mix of emotions. Just then, Zhi Qiang messaged me privately: "Bro, I heard you're delivering food now? Want to come help out at my company?"
"Thanks, I'm doing fine right now," I replied stiffly.
"That's good to hear. Bro, you're starting your own business; that's great! Delivering food is also part of the service industry and has a lot of potential!"
Starting my own business? I chuckled bitterly. What nonsense was that?
During the Mid-Autumn Festival in 2019, my uncle hosted a gathering. I didn't want to go at first, but Li Xuemei insisted we attend.
"I have to go; otherwise, they'll say we're putting on airs," she said.
I put on the suit I've worn for five years and noticed the cuffs were starting to fray when I looked in the mirror.
When we arrived at my uncle's house, several cars were already parked in the yard. Zhi Qiang's Benz was the most eye-catching, next to a brand new BMW X5.
"Is that Zhi Qiang's new purchase?" I asked Li Xuemei.
"I heard it's for his wife," Li Xuemei replied, her tone tinged with envy.
In the living room, Zhi Qiang was sitting in the center of the sofa, surrounded by relatives. He wore a tailored suit and a gold watch on his wrist, gesturing dramatically as he spoke.
"The real estate market is still thriving, especially in small cities like ours that are just starting out," Zhi Qiang said, holding a teacup and speaking confidently. "I'm planning to acquire more land to develop residential communities."
"Zhi Qiang, how much do you need to invest for that?" Uncle San asked.
"Not much; I'll start with fifty million for the first phase," Zhi Qiang said casually.
Fifty million! I listened from the corner, my mind racing.
"Zhi Qiang, do you think we could invest a little money alongside you?" Second Aunt said, rubbing her hands together. "We have some savings and want a reliable investment."
"Of course! But the entry point is a bit high; you need at least five hundred thousand to start," Zhi Qiang replied with a smile.
"Five hundred thousand..." The relatives exchanged glances, but their eyes were filled with desire.
I sat in the corner, initially ignored by everyone. Suddenly, Zhi Qiang turned to me. "By the way, my brother is also starting a business!"
"Zhi Yuan is starting a business? What kind?" Everyone immediately looked at me.
"My brother is self-employed now; he delivers takeout!" Zhi Qiang said with a laugh. "It's a very promising industry!"
The room fell silent instantly.
"Deliver... takeout?" Second Aunt said, somewhat incredulous.
"Yes! With the internet booming, the takeout industry has great prospects!" Zhi Qiang continued. "My brother has vision!"
"As long as he works hard at it, even delivering takeout can earn big money!"
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