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The next day, Qiaoqiao took Yao Xing's address and wandered around the shantytown for half a day, asking several people before finally finding a dilapidated courtyard.

"He lives here?"

The courtyard was small and damp, and the two main rooms were low, so the rooms were probably damp as well.

Qiaoqiao's family was poor and lived in an adobe house, but the yard was large and not damp.

"Yao Xing..."

Qiaoqiao knocked on the door, and Yao Xing quickly came out, brimming with youthful energy: "Coming, coming!"

A short while later, Gu Tong'an also came out, calling out, "Welcome Yang Qiao, welcome Teacher Zhou."

"Hey, you guys are still indulging in formalism."

The group entered the house laughing. The house was dimly lit but clean, with the large kang (heated brick bed) in the main room spotless.

"Yao Xing, you're a grown man, you're living a pretty good life," Qiao Qiao praised.

"Children from the countryside can do anything. Please sit down, I'll make some tea."

Upon learning that Qiaoqiao was coming, Yao Xing boiled water early in the morning and even asked Uncle Chen for some tea leaves.

Zhou Wenhui took a sip of tea, glanced at Gu Tong'an, and asked, "I heard from Qiaoqiao that you're planning to do a summer job?"

Gu Tong'an nodded hesitantly: "Yes, Yao Xing said the hospital is hiring caregivers, and I can go do it."

"That's great, entering society early. Yao Xing, are you getting used to the hospital?" Zhou Wenhui changed the subject.

"I got used to it. At first, I didn't know what to do, but luckily Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhang were willing to teach me. Oh, right, I can drive now, hehe, but I don't have a license yet. Uncle Chen said that to get a driver's license, I need a certificate from the hospital, and then I have to get tested."

Yao Xing told the truth that he was young and learned everything quickly, and his driving skills were comparable to Uncle Chen's.

However, getting a license isn't so easy. A sewage treatment plant only needs one driver, and the license costs over a hundred yuan, which has to be paid by the employer. Hospitals won't pay for it.

"I'll talk to my mom tomorrow and have you take the certification exam," Zhou Wenhui said reservedly.

"No, no need, I... I can't trouble you any further."

Yao Xing was a little excited, but felt it was inappropriate, and her face turned red.

"Yao Xing, learning to drive is good for you. You can't stay in the sewage treatment room forever, can you? Once you get your license, you can drive for your boss. The salary will be higher, and it will be much easier." Qiao Qiao was very happy and earnestly persuaded him.

"I... Yang Qiao, Teacher Zhou, thank you. Apart from my parents, no one has ever helped me so sincerely. I, Yao Xing, will never forget this kindness for the rest of my life."

Yao Xing certainly knew the benefits of getting a driver's license. Yang Qiao was paving the way for his future, even more sincerely than his parents.

"Yao Xing, it's because you're smart. If you couldn't learn to drive, even if we wanted to help you, we couldn't. Yao Xing, it's all thanks to your own hard work," Zhou Wenhui said with a smile.

Yao Xing lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes. Yang Qiao and her family helped him, constantly encouraging and affirming him.

Moreover, they never mentioned the cheating incident, giving him ample face.

"Yao Xing, Wen Hui is right, opportunity favors the prepared. My mother-in-law happens to be in the hospital and can still speak on my behalf, so it's kind of like getting in through connections, hahaha..."

Qiaoqiao laughed heartily. Gu Tong'an listened with his head down. Yang Qiao's mother-in-law is a doctor at the hospital? Her family seems to be quite powerful.

"Yao Xing, the country is going to reform and open up, focusing its development on the economy. You are smart and quick-witted, and there are many opportunities in this transformative reform. You can keep an eye out for them. If you have any ideas, talk to Yang Qiao. I don't know how to do business, but I can give you some advice."

Zhou Wenhui was always so gentle and refined, but every word he said carried great weight.

Qiaoqiao always inexplicably admired him. He seemed to know everything. If it weren't for her disability, where in her life could she find such a good man?

He not only accompanied her as she grew up, but also spared no effort in helping her friends.

"Teacher Zhou, I've also sensed the difference. Some people who are moving quickly are already starting companies—disinfection companies, waste recycling companies…"

Yao Xing was torn about whether or not to go to Zhao Weiguo's company with Uncle Chen. Since Teacher Zhou was there, he could ask him for advice.

"Are these companies involved in hospital disinfection services?" Zhou Wenhui asked.

"This...no, it's an underground company. They collect and sterilize unwanted syringes and bottles, and then sell them to county and township hospitals at low prices."

Yao Xing lowered his head, feeling that he had betrayed Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhang.

"You have one in your waste disposal room too, right?"

"I...Teacher Zhou, I didn't..."

"This is a long-standing problem, Yao Xing. You absolutely must not get involved, and you must not take any benefits from them. One wrong step, and you will never be able to recover," Zhou Wenhui said seriously.

"I...I don't want to take it, but they insist on giving it to me," Yao Xing said anxiously.

"Take whatever money you get and immediately send it anonymously to the hospital's security department. If anything goes wrong, you'll be cleared of any wrongdoing. For the sake of your job, don't report it. Yao Xing, there are some things you think the hospital doesn't know, and you think you've covered your tracks perfectly, but that's not true. They're waiting for you to accumulate enough to catch everyone red-handed, and then they'll strike without hesitation."

Zhou Wenhui said seriously, and Yao Xing couldn't help but break out in a sweat. He had taken a total of seventy-three yuan and forty-five cents. No, no, he had to send it to the hospital's security department immediately.

"I, I'll send the money to the security department later."

"Yao Xing, if you have any difficulties, you can bring them up, and we'll figure out a solution together. It's not worth risking your life for a few dozen yuan. You're still young, and you have a long road ahead of you. Don't go astray again."

"Yes, Teacher Zhou, actually I didn't want the money, they just insisted on giving it to me." Yao Xing said, her head down.

"It's not too late. Send away whatever amount they give you later."

"Yes, Teacher Zhou, I was wrong."

Yao Xing really didn't want to take that money, but since they were working together, he had no choice but to take it so that the three of them could be a team.

Moreover, Yao Xing didn't know that illegal income could be sent to the security department. Luckily, he told Teacher Zhou the truth today. If he were to go to jail after this was discovered, he would not only be letting down his parents, but also Yang Qiao.

"Yao Xing, I'll go with you to mail it this afternoon. Others might recognize your handwriting, but nobody in your workplace recognizes mine."

Gu Tong'an also felt a sense of lingering fear. Society is somewhat complex, and one can easily make mistakes, especially mistakes that are not of their own volition.

Originally intended as a visit to Yao Xing, the atmosphere became unusually tense. Qiaoqiao quickly tried to lighten the mood: "Yao Xing, don't be too anxious, there's still time. Wenhui, look at you, making it sound so serious."

Zhou Wenhui smiled indulgently at Qiaoqiao: "I was wrong. Prevention is always a good thing, isn't it, Yao Xing?"

"Yang Qiao, if it weren't for Teacher Zhou, I might have made an unforgivable second mistake. Don't blame Teacher Zhou; he treats me like family, which is why he said these heartfelt words."

Zhou Wenhui smiled calmly, and Qiaoqiao didn't know what to say. She also appreciated what Zhou Wenhui had said.

But, can't you praise your own man in front of outsiders?