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"What are you busy with?"
"I'm in need of an accountant at my construction site. Brother, you have a good education, so you'll definitely be capable."
Zhi Qiang smiled and added, "Although the pay isn't high, it's eight thousand a month, but it's much better than delivering takeout."
Eight thousand, and I would still have to watch his face. I felt a mix of emotions inside.
"How about it? Brother, just consider it as a temporary measure." Zhi Qiang continued to persuade me. "Once you're stable, you can think about other options."
I looked at him—this cousin who used to quietly eat in the corner was now speaking to me from a position of superiority.
"I'll think about it," I replied reluctantly.
"Alright then, just give me a call when you've made up your mind."
Zhi Qiang stood up. "By the way, if you have any difficulties, feel free to let me know. We're brothers after all."
I forced a smile as he left.
After Zhi Qiang walked away, the more I thought about it, the angrier I became. Why did he feel entitled to look down on me? Why did everyone else regard me with disdain?
I opened the family group chat and saw that everyone was still discussing investment matters.
I couldn't hold back any longer and began typing:
"Dear uncles and aunts, I want to say a few words. I know everyone thinks I'm not doing well and that studying is useless. But I want to say that I, Lin Zhiyuan, have never harmed anyone, nor have I ever stolen or robbed; I earn my living with my own hands! What's wrong with delivering takeout? At least I'm not begging anyone! At least I have a clear conscience!"
After sending the message, there was silence in the group for a few minutes.
Then Zhi Qiang replied: "Brother, what you're saying isn't right. Who said you've harmed anyone? Everyone cares about you."
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