One Yuan First Recharge: I'm Actually the Boss Behind a Fortune 500 Company

Just then, Wang Hao walked over:

"Dad, Mom, I just checked what we need. Uncle has already bought the cigarettes, alcohol, and candy, but we're still missing some odds and ends—disposable bowls and chopsticks, tissues, drinks, and so on."

"I'm driving to town now to restock. Do you see if there's anything else you'd like to add?"

Li Xiuying thought for a moment and said, "Let's buy some more brown sugar. We'll need it to make glutinous rice balls tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Wang Hao noted it down on his phone, then asked, "By the way, Brother Xiaosong... still no word?"

The atmosphere immediately became a little awkward when Komatsu was mentioned.

Xiaosong is Xiaoya's older brother and Wang Hao's cousin.

I've been working away from home for over ten years. At first, I would call home, but then I gradually lost contact with them.

Last year, my second uncle was hospitalized. When his family called him to come home, he said he was too busy with work and could not leave. In the end, he only sent two thousand yuan.

Xiaoya got married a month in advance. He readily agreed and said he would definitely come back.

The banquet is tomorrow, but there's still no sign of him, and we can't get through on the phone.

My second uncle sighed and didn't say anything.

Xiaoya's eyes were a little red, and she bit her lip: "Let's not mention him. Just pretend... he doesn't exist."

Wang Hao also felt a little uncomfortable, but knowing it wasn't appropriate to bring this up at this time, he changed the subject:

"Alright, I'm going to town. Uncle Chen and Master Zhao are here. Please have them look at the scene first. I'll be right back."

He turned to leave, but his second uncle suddenly called out to him, "Haohao."

"Second Uncle?"

Second Uncle walked over, patted Wang Hao on the shoulder, his voice a little hoarse:

"Thank you for your hard work, Komatsu... Sigh. It's good to have you here."

Wang Hao understood the gratitude and bittersweetness in those words.

"Second Uncle, please don't say that," Wang Hao said earnestly.

"We're family. Xiaoya is my sister, so it's only right that I help out on her wedding."

My second uncle nodded emphatically, his eyes a little wet.

Wang Hao didn't say anything more and drove to town.

The town is not far from the village; it only takes about ten minutes by car.

He purchased items one by one according to the list, but his mind involuntarily drifted back to the scenes of events he had done at the company.

Back then, Zhou Jianjun did the same thing—he made a list of all the trivial matters and carried them out one by one.

Zhang Wei was in charge of external liaison, Chen Ming was in charge of overall coordination, and Sister Wang managed the money...

Everyone was in their proper place, making the event run smoothly.

Now, even though it's just a family banquet, the principle remains the same.

No matter how big or small the task, what matters is whether someone puts their heart into it and whether someone is willing to take responsibility.

After finishing my shopping and returning to the village, it was almost ten o'clock.

Uncle Chen, who was setting up the shed, had already arrived and was measuring the dimensions in the yard.

Electrician Zhao also arrived and was inspecting the existing wiring.

Wang Hao acted like a site coordinator, checking on the progress of the shed construction and asking about the smoothness of the wiring.

Everything is progressing smoothly.

The villagers who came to help saw this and started gossiping even more.

"Tsk tsk, look at Wang Hao, that kid, he's really capable!"

"Yes, the shed was erected just like that, and the power lines were strung up just like that, without any hesitation."

"The key is that the arrangements are done properly. Look at him, he thinks ahead of everything and considers every detail."

"If this were anyone else hosting a banquet, it would be complete chaos by now. Look how tidy theirs is!"

"That's why it's a blessing to have a child who can take charge of things in the family!"

These words drifted into Xiaoya's ears one by one.

She stood at the entrance of the main room, watching Wang Hao bustling about in the courtyard—sometimes handing tools to the workers, sometimes offering cigarettes to the foreman, and sometimes squatting on the ground checking the wire connections…

My nose suddenly stung with tears.

Instead of his own brother coming back, this cousin was constantly on his mind, worrying about everything, both what he should and shouldn't be worrying about.

The second aunt came over, put her arm around her daughter's shoulder, and whispered:

"Xiaoya, look at your brother Haohao... Remember this kindness when you get married tomorrow."

Xiaoya nodded vigorously, tears welling up in her eyes: "Mom, I know."

Uncle Er squatted in the corner of the yard smoking, watching Wang Hao busy himself, and then looking at the villagers praising him, he was filled with mixed feelings.

They couldn't rely on their own son, but their nephew held up the family's reputation at a crucial moment.

He stubbed out his cigarette and walked over to Wang Hao: "Hao Hao, take a break and have some water."

"It's alright, Uncle, I'm not tired." Wang Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"The shed will be set up in another hour or so, and the power lines are almost all in place."

"After I finish all this, I'll check it one more time, and I guarantee everything will go smoothly tomorrow."

His second uncle looked at him for a long time before patting him heavily on the shoulder: "Good boy. Second uncle... thank you."

"We're family, let's not talk about these things."

Wang Hao smiled, then turned and went back to his work.

He wasn't tired at all. Or rather, this busyness made him feel fulfilled.

At work, he led his team to complete projects. At home, he helped his sister plan her wedding perfectly.

This feeling of being needed, this sense of accomplishment of being able to take responsibility, is more reassuring than anything else.

It was already past 2 p.m. when the shed was set up.

With the blue rain shelter in place, the whole yard was transformed – it was practical, tidy, and protected from the rain.

All the wiring was replaced with new ones. Mr. Zhao tested them all, and all the sockets had power. The newly installed lights were bright.

That way, we won't be at a loss when we have a feast in the courtyard at night.

After doing all that, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and found a chair to sit down.

Li Xiuying brought over a cup of hot tea: "Haohao, have some water. You've been busy all day, take a rest."

"Thank you, Mom." Wang Hao took the teacup and took a big gulp.

Wang Jianguo also came over, sat down next to his son, and remained silent for a while before speaking:

"You did a good job today."

He paused, then added, "He's like a man who can handle things now."

Wang Hao smiled but didn't say anything.

But he knew in his heart that his father's words were the best praise he had heard all day.

"..."

Around 1 p.m., the sound of a car could be heard outside the gate.

A taxi stopped, and two young women got out—it was Xiaoya's bridesmaids.

Walking in front was Su Qing. Today she was wearing a beige long down jacket, a light gray scarf, her hair was draped over her shoulders, and she had put on exquisite makeup.

The other girl, Li Na, was Xiao Ya's high school classmate and worked as a teacher at a primary school in the county town.

She was a little shorter than Su Qing, with a round face, big eyes, and two dimples when she smiled.

"Xiaoya!" Li Na called out to the courtyard as soon as she got out of the car.

Xiaoya ran out of the house: "Nana! Sister Su Qing! You've finally arrived!"

The three girls huddled together, chatting and laughing as they walked into the courtyard.

Su Qing's gaze subconsciously swept around the courtyard before quickly landing on Wang Hao.

Wang Hao was squatting by the shed, checking the fixation of a bracket, his profile showing focused concentration.

He was wearing a dark gray down jacket today, with the cuffs rolled up to reveal his muscular forearms.

Li Na followed Su Qing's gaze and her eyes lit up: "Xiao Ya, is that your brother?"

"Yes, it's my cousin, Wang Hao," Xiaoya said.

"Wow, what a big change!" Li Na whispered.

"I remember he used to be skinny and didn't talk much. Now he looks... quite stylish."

Su Qing didn't speak, she just watched quietly.

After checking the stent, Wang Hao stood up and dusted off his hands.

He noticed the commotion, nodded to Xiaoya and the others as a greeting, and then turned to attend to other matters—a gift box delivered by an old man was not placed securely, so he went over and rearranged it.