novelraw Chapter 1244 596: Xu Nuo (Part 11)
Chapter 1244 596: Xu Nuo (Part 11)
Wang Gen Sheng's poor acting skills certainly couldn't fool Xu Nuo. Xu Nuo glanced at Wang Gen Sheng and ultimately chose to act as if nothing had happened, asking, "Are you really okay?"
"No... nothing's wrong." Wang Gen Sheng's eyes avoided contact.
The acting remained poor.
Xu Nuo didn't press further but instead changed the subject, "Did you borrow the money for your dad's surgery?"
When Xu Nuo brought this up, Wang Gen Sheng's mood sank even further, dragging his whole demeanor down. He said in a muffled voice, "No."
"Still short... over 300 yuan."
"The doctor said that if we want my dad's leg treated without lasting problems, he must go to a big hospital for surgery. The round-trip fare, surgery cost, hospital fees, and nutrition costs, plus miscellaneous expenses, could total nearly 500 yuan. If we save money and go the conservative treatment route, the best outcome would be him still being a cripple. My family only has a few dozen yuan in savings. I've been borrowing from relatives and friends, and together with the money I borrowed from colleagues at the textile mill, I only managed to gather over 190 yuan."
"My dad's leg... might have to wait a bit longer."
"I've inquired about advancing my salary, but given my current status, I can only advance three months' worth at most, and that's still not enough."
"Why are you sighing? Buddy, aren't I here helping you figure something out?" Xu Nuo patted Wang Gen Sheng's shoulder, indicating for him not to be so downcast. "Had it been a few years ago, I alone could have lent you those mere 300 yuan. Unfortunately, I've been spending quite a bit these past two years. After that last incident with buying the recipe, my parents stopped giving me money, coupled with their attempts to curb my habit of idling... Even if I were to sneakily steal 300 yuan from home, I might not succeed. The factory hasn't been doing too well these years, and I know my dad has secretly contributed a lot of money again."
Wang Gen Sheng was stunned upon hearing Xu Nuo's words and instinctively asked, "Mr. Xu contributed a lot of money?"
"I'm telling you secretly, don't spread it around. The factory may seem to be doing well, but many factories haven't been doing well these years. Goods are shipped out, but payment isn't received, and our textile mill appears to be flourishing but is really just a facade."
"Many times the benefits given to the factory come from where? It's all from my dad's pocket, buying things, gifting, and making connections. You know my dad's character – he could donate 12 big Yellow Fish without a second thought back in the day. My family simply isn't destined to get rich."
"To this day, I believe my parents restricting my spending isn't about controlling me; it's that we don't truly have money for me to spend."
Wang Gen Sheng: ...
After thinking it over, Wang Gen Sheng cautiously asked, "Has Mr. Xu ever suspected there's a problem with the factory itself?"
"What problem? Management problem? I'm not in the textile mill; how would I know about my dad's work matters."
Wang Gen Sheng didn't speak further. After a long silence, he said, "Xu Nuo, you've already helped me lots. You not only lent me 20 yuan yourself but also helped me borrow 30 yuan from Xu Mo. I'll think of a way to gather the rest myself."
"What solution can you come up with? You don't know how to swindle or cheat; are you going to magically make money appear?" Xu Nuo said.
Wang Gen Sheng: ?
"The reason I came to see you today is to deliver this good news: Don't worry about your dad's medical fees; I've got it sorted."
Wang Gen Sheng didn't feel thrilled; rather, he was a bit flustered. He cautiously glanced around, ensuring the surrounding was dark and no one else was around. Speaking in a lowered voice, he asked, "Did you go swindle and cheat?"
"That's illegal, Xu Nuo! You can't make money like that! You'll get imprisoned; quickly return the money you made!"
Xu Nuo: "...am I that kind of person? I thought about speculation and black-market trading, but after a month of messing around, all I got was a painting that can't be sold."
"Almost got caught a few days ago."
Looking at Wang Gen Sheng's shocked expression, Xu Nuo took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Wang Gen Sheng.
"This... what is this?" Wang Gen Sheng took the paper, slowly unfolded it, and saw it was filled with writing.
"The 'Double Crab Bun' recipe, which was my most infamous spendthrift act years ago, bought for several hundred yuan."
"Although I feel a bit embarrassed, I went back to Master Jing and got it back, also telling him not to make Double Crab Buns for sale anymore as the recipe is to be sold."
"I spent a whole 780 yuan on it back then, nearly got beaten to death by my dad. You know my dad served in the military, right? Before the military, he was a steel factory worker, strong with nothing else; could even break the cane he beat me with. Eating the buns for just a couple years before selling the recipe feels like a loss."
"But there's no choice; your dad's leg is important—one leg is worth more than a bun."
"Now, selling it, I estimate it could be sold for four or five hundred yuan at most; if in a hurry, maybe even 300 yuan. Just sell it until it's enough for your dad's medical fees. I originally planned to sell it myself and give you the money, but I can't bring myself to do it."
"Thinking about how the 780-yuan recipe might sell for three or four hundred yuan makes my heart bleed. Have you sell it instead; don't tell me how much it sold for."
Wang Gen Sheng was completely stupefied.
Qin Huai felt that ever since Wang Gen Sheng's supervisor came clean with him, he's been in a state of stupor, shock, and daze, then once again stupor and shock.
According to acting methods, his performance was very singular, but given the events of Wang Gen Sheng's day, his reactions were genuinely real.
He found it hard to make any other expression besides being stupefied and shocked.
Xu Nuo watched Wang Gen Sheng not reacting and began to feignedly make a big fuss: "No way, our distinguished textile mill's top talent, the most promising accountant in the entire finance department, only knows bookkeeping and doesn't know how to sell a recipe?"