Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s
Chapter 691 - 684: Original Sin
CHAPTER 691: CHAPTER 684: ORIGINAL SIN
Tang Qiubai has been having a terrible time lately; ever since that night when Sisi and the others appeared at his home, things seemed to develop in a bizarre direction.
First, the entire family inexplicably fell into a coma, and then, Miyazaki Shin disappeared. Of course, the latter was a good thing; the family no longer had to worry about losing their lives at any moment.
Tang Qiubai understood that the family’s coma and Miyazaki Shin’s disappearance were definitely related to He Sisi. He personally saw the two people He Sisi brought out guns, and real guns at that.
Even thinking about it now still makes his heart race.
As for the grievances between He Sisi and Miyazaki Shin, Tang Qiubai didn’t want to understand them at all. The one with the gun is the boss; he, an ordinary person, couldn’t afford to provoke them.
Moreover, he was very grateful to Sisi for taking away the lethal star Miyazaki Shin. Aside from giving his family peace of mind, the main thing was he still had more than a million yuan worth of Miyazaki Shin’s share in his hands. With Miyazaki Shin gone, wasn’t this money his now!
The unexpected windfall didn’t make Tang Qiubai happy for long; soon, he couldn’t smile anymore.
The saying "joy begets sorrow" perfectly applied to him!
Tang Qiubai had just connected with the line in country U. The factory had become bustling again, but due to Green Home and some reporters’ interference, the workers in the factory became increasingly difficult to manage, demanding wage increases every day and having growing appetites.
In the end, the gold washing workers even demanded a salary increase to 1000 yuan a month, making Tang Qiubai furious. He had already increased their wages to six hundred yuan a month, which was twice as high as state-owned factories’ rates. Who knew these people would still be dissatisfied?
Truly, the human heart is never satisfied, like a snake that wants to swallow an elephant!
For this, Tang Qiubai resented Sisi even more. If it weren’t for He Sisi’s meddling, how would these workers know this job is toxic? And how would they use it to extort him?
If it were in the past, he wouldn’t have to pay attention to such threats. If someone didn’t want to work, fine, they could just leave immediately. There were plenty of people wanting to work here, and just standing with a sign at the labor market would attract a line of people following.
But now it wasn’t possible. Everyone knew the job in Guiyu Town was toxic, and many would rather earn hard money on a construction site than come to Guiyu Town. Those who were willing to come demanded even higher wages than the old workers in the factory, and they wanted to eat well, live well, and have one day off every month!
Damn it, was this hiring workers or hiring high officials?
Moreover, new employees needed to be trained from scratch, and that was slow. Not to mention, the quality wasn’t good. In every aspect, keeping the old workers was the best option.
But they couldn’t be kept by raising wages. These people’s greed could not be satisfied. With a thousand, they wanted ten thousand; with ten thousand, they wanted a hundred thousand. It was a bottomless pit; even if Tang Qiubai had more money, it wouldn’t be enough.
Unwilling to spend money and not wanting the old employees to leave, Tang Qiubai thought up a solution.
He Sisi said the factory’s work was toxic, did she?
Well, he would simply say it wasn’t toxic. As long as the workers believed there was no toxicity, who would dare demand a higher salary?
Thus, having come up with such a bad idea, Tang Qiubai decided to go for it; he dared to drag the Emperor off his horse at the risk of losing everything.
Tang Qiubai didn’t want to drag the Emperor off his horse; he just wanted to achieve the greatest gain with the least cost.
But what he didn’t know was that, in the end, he would lose the most precious thing.
Determined, Tang Qiubai moved his family belongings to the factory, eating and living together with the workers, even personally working alongside them.
He did all this to show that the people from Green Home were alarmist; if it was toxic, would he not be afraid and come to work?
As it turned out, Tang Qiubai’s actions were quite effective. Some workers also began to doubt the statements from outsiders, thinking even if it was toxic, it might not be as exaggerated as those people said.
Otherwise, why would the boss dare to come and work?
He was a college graduate, after all, and a wealthy person; he wouldn’t want to take his own life, would he?
Sisi sneered: Isn’t he just seeking his own death!
With Tang Qiubai’s manipulation, the workers’ emotions stabilized, and they were embarrassed to bring up the raise again, going back to work obediently.
Tang Qiubai gritted his teeth and stayed in the factory for a month. After a month, he couldn’t stand it anymore and left his bedding behind, making an excuse about needing to discuss business and moved back home.
Fortunately, because he had shared hardships with the workers for a month, the effect was achieved, and it didn’t matter much if he moved out.
Looking at the diligent workers in the factory, Tang Qiubai couldn’t help but praise his own brilliant mind!
But his happiness didn’t last long, because he discovered that since moving out of the factory, his energy was not as it used to be, especially in sexual matters. Previously, he would meet with his little love a few times a week, but now, it was just a few times a month, and with great difficulty. Although the little love seemed quite pleased, he could tell it was just an act.
Also, he didn’t understand why he had a persistent dry cough from morning till night. At first, he thought it was a cold, so he went to the hospital and got some cough syrup and cold medicine, but they didn’t work at all.
With the coughing and his weakened spirit, Tang Qiubai didn’t go to his little love’s place very often. Visiting only increased his frustration, so he mostly stayed home, and during this time, he realized how good his wife was.
Song Mengshi saw that the medicine wasn’t helping him, so she made him lung-soothing soups every day, like rock candy with fritillary, lily porridge, and snow fungus with lotus seed soup, which he had in rotation daily. It seemed to work quite well, making Tang Qiubai’s chest feel much better and reducing the coughing.
This discovery relaxed his mind a bit; he thought it might just be a slight lung infection from his month at the factory and didn’t pay it much attention.
But it wasn’t long before Tang Qiubai’s cough returned, and this time, no amount of lung-soothing soup seemed to help. The cough worsened until he even started coughing up blood.
It was only then that Tang Qiubai realized something wasn’t right. Song Mengshi accompanied him to the hospital for a check-up, and the result shocked him so much he nearly fainted.
Stage II lung cancer!
At this point, Song Mengshi’s strength became apparent. She calmly inquired about the treatment plans and success rates from the doctors and also asked which hospital had the best expertise.
By the time Sisi found out, it was already winter. It was Shi Lei, just back from Guiyu Town, who told her. He said Tang Qiubai had cancer, and his wife had already sold the factory and their house, trying to gather enough money to take him to country U for treatment.
Sisi was taken aback by the news—Tang Qiubai hadn’t gotten cancer in the past life and had lived well all along!
Why did he get this disease in this life?
Could it be that her butterfly wings had caused Tang Qiubai to get cancer in this life?
Even though Tang Qiubai wasn’t a great person, practically a despicable scoundrel, she truly hadn’t thought about letting him die. After all, in this life, she didn’t have any real grievances with Tang Qiubai.