In the 1990s, drivers were a very decent profession. At that time, there were few cars and people were inseparable from traveling and transporting goods. They had more work than cars, so drivers had a very high social status.

Yang Qingyun's memory of Wang Cheng was probably when she was a child. At that time, Wang Cheng was young and energetic. He was not only tall and handsome, but also drove a new bus. He was attracted by others wherever he went. At that time, Yang Qingyun admired him very much and often told his mother that he would drive the bus like Uncle Wang Cheng when he grew up...

However, when Yang Qingyun saw Wang Cheng today, he was stunned. He looked at the person standing in front of him, covered in dust, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were dull. His originally tall body was now hunched. He should be forty years old, but now he looks like a forty-year-old person? He is obviously aging before he grows old!

"Uncle Wang, do you still recognize me? I am from Yang Huaizhou family... Yang Qingyun, do you still have any impression?" Yang Qingyun greeted him.

The surrounding environment was very bad. The two of them were packed with bags of cement that were several meters high. The dust of the cement was too choking, and Yang Qingyun felt difficulty breathing.

"Oh...oh...you are Qingyun? Oh, you...you have grown up, you have grown up!" Wang Cheng's eyes were filled with a look, but his hands and feet were very at a loss. He touched his pocket and seemed to want to take out a cigarette, but his body was too dirty and his hands were very dirty. Yang Qingyun quickly handed over a cigarette.

"Uncle Wang, you smoke!"

"This...how can you smoke your cigarette, hey..."

Yang Qingyun took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for Wang Cheng. Wang Cheng took a puff of the cigarette, and a layer of dirt appeared on the filter. He grinned, which almost made Yang Qingyun's tears fall.

Uncle Wang in front of him was too far from the young, sunny, tall and handsome man in his memory. This huge gap made Yang Qingyun think that this man must have experienced many nightmares. Otherwise, why would a person with sunshine fall to this point today?

Yang Qingyun often thinks that his father's generation was the first generation of the country's reform and opening up. People's thoughts were from tradition to marketization, and the transformation of human nature was completed in a very short time. The way of being, doing things, and integrity that the older generation adhered to were impacted overnight and even collapsed. While reform and opening up brought huge development opportunities to the country, it also brought a lot of dross and mud and sand. Many kind people suffered great losses, which is very regrettable.

Father Yang Huaizhou and Uncle Wang Wang Cheng were the ones who suffered a great loss. My father is now heading towards the abyss, while Uncle Wang Cheng has completely fallen...

After lit the cigarette, Yang Qingyun was thinking about how to speak. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Wang Cheng, the last car of cement has to be filled after get off work. What are you going to be slow? Then it's dark and then Manager Liu has to say we're again!"

"Okay, here, come here soon!" Wang Cheng turned around and shouted. He turned his head to look at Yang Qingyun and said, "Qingyun, Uncle hasn't finished his kung fu yet, and there are still two tons of cement that have not been put into it. Wait a while, Uncle will talk to you after he has done his work. Let's have some soju to drink...

"Uncle, you're busy first! I'm fine anyway..."

Wang Cheng went to work, carrying a bag of cement on his shoulder and carrying a truck. He carried a ton of cement for one dollar when he was working. Wang Cheng sacrificed his life to earn 30 yuan a day.

Wang Cheng was busy working, but Yang Qingyun couldn't help with anything. Fortunately, he didn't have much work and it took about half an hour to finish it.

Four masters who worked together came together, and Yang Qingyun came over to send them a cigarette.

"Wang Cheng, is your baby so old?"

"No, this is my eldest nephew, my family is a girl..."

"This nephew is sensible. Did he lose his books? He looks gentle and kind, and he is a cultural person!"

Several men were quite enthusiastic when talking about Yang Qingyun. Seeing this scene, Yang Qingyun was actually a little moved. In his memory, the county cement factory should be reorganized immediately. The employees in the factory must be laid off forcibly. The entire cement factory will be packaged and sold to private individuals. At that time, the job of carrying cement may not be possible. But even so, these men are still full of optimism, which is really commendable.

"Manager Liu is here!"

Several large men immediately restrained their smiles and became regular like children. Yang Qingyun saw an intellectual woman wearing blue work clothes walking towards her.

A woman should be forty years old, but she looks younger than her actual age and looks very beautiful. The pair of gold-edged glasses on the bridge of her nose further highlight her intellectual temperament.

Her smile on her face made people feel like spring breeze, and she said to several masters: "I will calculate the account today with you. Wang Wu, you are 18 yuan, Wang Cheng is 32 yuan, Sun Wen is 35 yuan..."

"You guys see if you think so?"

"Everything is right, right! Manager Liu!"

Wang Chengdao: "Manager Liu, can I pay ten yuan first today? Today, my eldest nephew comes here. I will buy a bottle of wine tonight!"

The woman who asked Manager Liu to hand Wang Cheng ten yuan and said, "I'll lend you first, just pay me and then pay me back!"

"Thank you, manager, thank you, manager!"

The woman glanced at Yang Qingyun and said, "I was puzzled just now. I thought you should be a girl at home. It turns out that this is your nephew. I almost made a mistake just now! I see that the child is still like a student, can he drink?"

Wang Cheng grinned, "I'm a little greedy, I don't have a chance in normal times, right?"

"Coax!" Everyone laughed, and Manager Liu said, "This is to be honest, okay, I'll get off work today, I'll get started early tomorrow!"

When Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyun left the warehouse, it was completely dark. When they returned to Wang Cheng's house, Yang Qingyun was almost ready to do it. He immediately told Wang Cheng about his father's affairs, and finally he said:

"Uncle Wang, you are the one who has suffered losses! My dad has suffered great losses now. If he transfers our car out in the end, then my dad will be done in his life.

At this time, no one of us can do anything. Uncle Wang, I can only ask you to see if you can help persuade my dad..."

Wang Cheng's face suddenly became very ugly, and he sat on a chair, completely decadent as if he had just grown ten years old.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly solidified, and the depressing feeling made Yang Qingyun breathe a little uncomfortable. He wanted to speak several times but wanted to speak but stopped.

"Qingyun, it's useless! It's not that my uncle doesn't help you, it's not that I can't help you! We can't fight Wang Zuojun, how can I fight? Your father is a smart person, smarter than my uncle. But after all, people are fate, hey..." After all, Wang Cheng shook his head and said.

"Uncle, don't talk about what happened next. The key is that my dad is stubborn and can't turn around..."

Wang Cheng shook his head and said, "You don't understand, you are still young, it's not that true! I know that Fan Dengliang, how could he have such ideas? There are people behind Fan Dengliang, they are all birds of a feather, so this is not just a matter of transfer..."
Chapter completed!