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"Young master, you don't have much money left. What will you do about the money to buy the machine?"

Upon hearing this, the two frowned, since Zhang Tianhao usually carried a lot of money, especially gold.

But now Zhang Tianhao says he has no money, and he probably really does.

"I'm worried about this too!"

The two exchanged a glance, a hint of shock flashing in their eyes, but they could understand Zhang Tianhao. What seemed like an ordinary little gesture could reveal some questions or thoughts.

"Don't touch the gold at home. It's a reserve, and we can't touch it. The currency has already been issued. Under normal circumstances, we'll use the Subei currency, which is pegged to gold. Nothing else is allowed."

“I understand that there are only seventy-odd tons of gold in the family, which is not a lot.”

"I know we should be more frugal with the money at home. I'll think of another way to make some money. The money I have on me is mostly from the robbery I did at a Japanese business association in Chongqing."

"I see."

The two exchanged a glance, feeling deep sympathy for Zhang Tianhao.

"I understand!"

"Alright, you don't need to understand anything. Just focus on your work. I'll figure out the rest."

He thought for a moment, then took out a cigarette and started smoking slowly.

"By the way, starting yesterday, we can organize everyone to study, especially the 'Ten-Day Tour of Europe' and the books on ideology that we compiled ourselves."

"Young Master, don't worry, we will do a better job and there won't be any problems."

The three chatted for a while longer and learned that Zhang Tianhao had been mostly away from home these past few days, except when he went back to sleep. It wasn't that he didn't want to go home, but he had too much work. Now, he rarely got to go home to spend an evening with his wife and children, as he was flying back to Europe the next morning.

He's still having trouble with money; without it, it's even harder to buy things.

She gave a wry smile, beginning to feel sorry for her young master.

Despite their seemingly happy and carefree lives, the two of them knew how tired Zhang Tianhao was.

Unlike the two of them, who only had to take care of their own bunch of things, and had no safety issues or dangers.

But Zhang Tianhao was different; after all, his situation was far too difficult.

Watching Zhang Tianhao leave, the two of them let out a long sigh.

"Young Master's work is still too tiring and difficult."

"Who do you think deserves the title of 'Young Master'? Do you really think the Young Master is as simple as he seems on the surface? He only has this kind of expression when he's with us. At other times, who knows what he's scheming?"

"If he weren't one of his own brothers, he might have already plotted against him and killed him."

"Of course, this only happens between brothers."

The two gave a wry smile and then said no more. As for the money, they themselves didn't know how much Zhang Tianhao had spent.

Anyway, as soon as they had money, they would buy things for them, large quantities of supplies, including medicine, food, and even cloth, salt, and so on.

However, he never received any money from northern Jiangsu; on the contrary, the amount he put in himself was almost astronomical.

"Now I understand why the young master likes to expose his shortcomings. It's not that he wants to have shortcomings, but that he has no choice. The pressure in his heart is too great."

"If I didn't have a place to vent, I might really break down. Even if it's late, if it were ten days like this in Europe, I would have already broken down, and I don't know how badly I would be injured."

"There's no way around it. We're not young masters, and we don't have their abilities, but the pressure is immense. If we're all like this, imagine how much more difficult it must be for young masters, who are constantly walking on the edge of a knife. It's tough, so tough."

They could indeed understand Zhang Tianhao's pressure. When they followed Zhang Tianhao before, they felt that he seemed to have nothing to do all day, but later they realized that every penny was hard-earned.

Just the cost of food, clothing, and shelter alone is astronomical. "Alright, let's stop lamenting. The young master has his own destiny. All we can do is focus on our own lives and not think about anything else."

"Ok!"

……

Back home, Zhang Tianhao wasn't in much of a mood. He drank a little wine, changed his clothes, and immediately crawled into bed, knowing he had a flight of over ten hours the next day.

These flights alone would be enough to drive a person crazy, but he has to fly back and forth several times.

This is no small matter.

"Tianhao, you're back!"

"Yes, Sister Tao has been waiting for you for a long time. You're only just getting back now, really!"

"Well, you dare to laugh at me? You're itching to see my wrath!"

He just smiled, made a few jokes, and then lay down to chat with them. Before long, he fell asleep.

Meanwhile, He Qiao'er watched him as his breathing gradually became steady, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

This was the first time she had ever known that Zhang Tianhao could fall asleep as soon as he got into bed, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"Qiao'er, is he asleep?"

"Yes, he's exhausted. Since arriving in Chongqing, he's hardly had a good night's sleep. And since returning here, he's been working non-stop. Except for the evenings, he's always working or inspecting. It's really tough on him."

"Sister Tao, this is the first time I've seen him like this. You know, he usually can't sleep unless he torments me a bit, but now he just falls asleep right away."

"Ugh--"

She gently touched his face, her eyes filled with heartache.

"I guess he won't be able to rest for the next day or two. Judging from his appearance, he'll probably go out to work again."

"Isn't tomorrow New Year's Day?"

"Do you think it's easy for him? It really isn't. That's why he's always wanted to live a simple and ordinary life, and he really has no interest in the backstabbing and infighting in officialdom."

“During this trip to Chongqing, he barely went out to interact with others. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to interact; it was too dangerous outside, and he wasn’t interested in it either.”

"Ugh!"

She sighed again, then picked up the book beside her and sat down on the edge of the bed to read.

Tao Jie, who was standing to the side, also felt a little disappointed, but she could understand Zhang Tianhao's feelings. So she sat down with He Qiao'er and slowly started reading.

Time passed little by little.

Zhang Tianhao was still sleeping soundly on the bed, even snoring softly, like a sleeping child seeking a peaceful place.

He was nestled in He Qiao'er's arms, and she gently held him, making him sleep even more soundly.

"By the way, Sister Tao, is your hospital closed tomorrow too?"

"It's a holiday, but some people are still on duty. I'll be on duty tomorrow."

"Oh, has your family in Chongqing written to you recently?"

"No, it's too difficult to get letters these days. It takes a long time to send one over. I didn't want to cause them any more trouble, so we stopped corresponding." (End of Chapter)