The world of film and television begins with Zhou Bingkun in the human world.

Although Ma Changshou was quite frustrated by Zhou Bingkun's actions, he still asked his wife, Qu Xiuzhen, to inquire about Zhou Bingkun's situation afterwards.

After all, Zhou Bingkun did save his life, and he still had to thank Zhou Bingkun.

Finding out about Zhou Bingkun's situation isn't actually that difficult.

Even if Zhou Bingkun didn't leave his name and address at the hospital, they could still find out about him from the bathhouse if they wanted to, it would just be a little more troublesome.

Zhou Bingkun, on the other hand, didn't take Ma Changshou's hospitalization to heart at all. After all, Zhou Bingkun knew that Ma Changshou and Qu Xiuzhen were both principled people and wouldn't give Zhou Bingkun special treatment just because he helped them.

Since Zhou Bingkun couldn't get any benefit from the two of them, he naturally stopped thinking about it.

So Zhou Bingkun continued to eat and drink as usual, and went to work as normal.

Two days after Zhou Bingkun took Ma Changshou to the hospital, Zhou Bingkun returned home from get off work and was stopped by Qiao Chunyan before he even entered the house.

"Chunyan, what's wrong?"

"Bingkun, someone came to the bathhouse today asking about you. It was an old lady, and she seemed to be someone of quite high status," Qiao Chunyan said to Zhou Bingkun with a mysterious expression.

"Oh!" When Zhou Bingkun heard Qiao Chunyan say that, he roughly understood who was inquiring about his news, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

"No, Bingkun, your reaction is too calm. That old lady inquired about you because you saved an old man at the bathhouse before. She might give you a gift to thank you. Besides, that old lady seems to be someone important. You might get something out of her this time." Qiao Chunyan's tone couldn't help but contain a hint of envy.

"Get any benefits? Forget it, they're very principled, don't even think about getting anything out of them." Zhou Bingkun curled his lip.

"Huh? You know that old lady?" Qiao Chunyan asked in surprise.

"Our soy sauce factory's Party Secretary, Qu Xiuzhen, is known for her principles. Don't even think about saving her old man, or even saving her life. She won't give you any tangible benefits. At most, she'll give you a little money or a few tickets," Zhou Bingkun said casually.

"Huh? The Party Secretary of your soy sauce factory? You actually know him? But what you're saying is a bit exaggerated, isn't it? You're the one who sent her old man to the hospital, do you think she wouldn't give you any face? At the very least, she should be able to transfer you out of the slag removal workshop, right? Didn't you always say that working in the slag removal workshop is hard and you're prone to rheumatism? If you put in some effort, maybe she'll consider this incident and transfer you out?" Qiao Chunyan didn't believe Zhou Bingkun at all. On the contrary, she felt that if the person Zhou Bingkun saved was really the soy sauce factory Party Secretary's wife, he would definitely be able to transfer out of the slag removal workshop.

The thought of Zhou Bingkun's incredible luck in saving the wife of the soy sauce factory's Party Secretary filled her with envy and jealousy.

Under normal circumstances, Zhou Bingkun should be able to rise rapidly in his career. He will definitely be transferred from the slag removal workshop to the best monosodium glutamate workshop, and he might even get a high-ranking official position in the future.

"Bingkun, we grew up together since we were little. When you become an official, don't forget me. If possible, you must transfer me from the bathhouse to your soy sauce factory." Qiao Chunyan said in a joking tone, but although it seemed like she was joking, Zhou Bingkun could still faintly hear a bit of flattery in Qiao Chunyan's tone.

"...You're overthinking it. I'm telling the truth. You can go ask around at the soy sauce factory and you'll see I'm not exaggerating at all. As for my job, I'll definitely stay in the slag removal workshop as a miserable slag remover."

Qiao Chunyan rolled her eyes, not believing a word Zhou Bingkun said.

The next day, Zhou Bingkun went to work as usual. When he was leaving get off work, he was cornered by Qu Xiuzhen.

"Zhou Bingkun!" Qu Xiuzhen called out to Zhou Bingkun.

"Oh, Secretary Qu, what brings you here?" Zhou Bingkun's attitude was very casual, as if he didn't take Qu Xiuzhen seriously at all.

"Zhou Bingkun, I'm sorry!" Qu Xiuzhen looked at Zhou Bingkun, who completely disregarded her, and suddenly apologized very seriously and sincerely.

"Huh?" Zhou Bingkun looked at Qu Xiuzhen in surprise. He didn't expect Qu Xiuzhen to suddenly apologize to him.

"I'm sorry, Zhou Bingkun. I didn't know about your family situation back then, and I blindly transferred you to the slag removal workshop. If I had known about your mother's situation earlier, I would never have done that. It was my fault for making a conclusion without doing any investigation." Qu Xiuzhen looked at Zhou Bingkun with a guilty expression.

"So what? What are you planning to do? Compensate me? Transfer me out of the slag removal workshop? Or give me a sum of money as compensation?" Zhou Bingkun spoke very directly.

Qu Xiuzhen was speechless at Zhou Bingkun's words.

"So, you made a mistake back then, and now that you know it, besides saying sorry, you don't want to do anything to make amends or compensate?" Zhou Bingkun looked at Qu Xiuzhen with a cold smile.

Qu Xiuzhen was quite angry at Zhou Bingkun's words, but she also understood that Zhou Bingkun was not wrong.

Back then, when Zhou Bingkun's mother became a vegetable and needed care both psychologically and physically, she blindly transferred Zhou Bingkun to the most tiring slag removal workshop, making him a slag remover. As a result, Zhou Bingkun was exhausted like a dog and had no energy or time to take care of his mother who was in a vegetative state.

Meanwhile, Zhou Bingkun's father, Zhou Zhigang, went to the Third Front to support construction, his eldest brother, Zhou Bingyi, went to the Production and Construction Corps to serve in the army, and his second sister, Zhou Rong, went to a poor mountainous area, leaving Zhou Bingkun all alone.

Even now, Qu Xiuzhen can still feel how difficult and desperate Zhou Bingkun must have been back then.

At that time, Zhou Bingkun was only eighteen years old, just an eighteen-year-old boy. He was working while taking care of his mother, who had become a vegetable, and he didn't have any relatives around him.

Qu Xiuzhen, however, turned Zhou Bingkun's originally easy job into the hardest and most tiring job in the soy sauce factory. Thinking about it this way, Qu Xiuzhen even felt that she was a bit of a scoundrel.

"Compensation will definitely be provided. As for being transferred out of the slag removal workshop? The other workshops are not short of people, and you are now married and have family members who can take care of you, so—" Qu Xiuzhen said with a hint of apology, but also with great determination.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bingkun immediately reached out his hand.

Qu Xiuzhen looked at Zhou Bingkun's outstretched hand with some confusion, not understanding what Zhou Bingkun meant.

"Compensation! Money or tickets, it's all fine. Give it to me," Zhou Bingkun said casually.

"Um, I don't have any money on me right now. Why don't you come home with me, and I'll get it for you—"

"Forget it, my wife is waiting for me to come home for dinner. Since you're willing to compensate me, just give it to me when you go to work tomorrow."