C286 Do something practical and good

He was such a glorious man. As long as he wanted to, there was no lack of people by his side. Tonight should have been his most joyous night, but he felt an indescribable sadness, an inexplicable loneliness, an unknowable loneliness.

This did not seem to match his current identity. However, he could actually feel the loneliness coming from deep inside his heart.

The moon finally slowly came out from the dark clouds, casting a layer of hazy white gauze over the land. The mountains in the distance seemed to be clearly visible, and the shadows of the nearby trees were even more indistinct, alluring.

Zhao Muchen really wanted to go out and take a walk to soothe his repressed feelings. But he did not walk out of the house. Tonight, he should not walk alone, but accept the congratulations of the stars and the moon. If someone saw that his new assistant had been so lonely on the first night, it would definitely cause many to have too many unnecessary associations.

In the corporation, there were too many things one could not help but feel helpless in one's heart. How could ordinary people feel such restraint?

Zhao Muchen once again sat back in the rocking chair, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, eleven o'clock was half.

Deep into the night, he didn't want to sleep at all. It was such a special night, yet he possessed such a special state of mind. It was rather inappropriate …

After looking at the spread out xuan paper on the table, Zhao Muchen walked over, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink and pondered for a while.

pure heart like snow

Right now, he needed to abandon all distracting thoughts and think carefully about what he would think when he ascended to the next rank.

As the saying goes, a new official must take care of three fires. He did not want to ignite three, but he must steadily do everything he wanted to do. He must truly do some practical and good things for the people of Jiangyou Group.

Therefore, now was not the time to be preoccupied with matters of the heart. Time was everything. He believed that time would help him make the right decision.

Seeing the few words he had written, Zhao Muchen's heart finally felt a lot more at ease. He put down his brush, walked into the bathroom, prepared to bathe, and then sleep.

The next morning, Zhao Muchen woke up on time. As usual, he was woken up by the birds outside the window at 6: 30.

The morning sun of early spring revealed a bright red face, rising slowly on the eastern horizon.

After Zhao Muchen woke up, he washed up briefly, drank a large cup of warm water, changed into his sports clothes, and went outside to start his morning training.

Xiao Zhong had celebrated outside with a few of his classmates that he was getting along well with. Although he was a bit late in the night, he punctually appeared in front of Zhao Muchen's room in the morning. This was his first job of the day.

When Little Zhong saw his boss come out, he was in good spirits. It seems that the boss slept soundly last night.

However, Little Zhong couldn't understand why the boss would choose to spend the happy days alone in his room. He ignored all the invitations and congratulations from the crowd and didn't participate in any of the invitations.

On this point, Little Zhong had no choice but to admire the boss's mental fortitude. In the Jiangyou Group's standing committee, there was no other calm and composed person like the boss.

Zhao Muchen stood at the doorway and stretched his arms. He twisted his waist and then did some stretching movements for his arms and legs to warm his body up. Then, he walked onto the small path and started to jog.

Zhong followed him, the boss trotting, and he trotted along, keeping up with him, but he must have been a few steps behind, following him and not getting too close, giving the boss a sense of independence and safety.

However, when Little Zhong followed, he felt that something was amiss.

Usually, the boss would go to the lotus pond while running, then stop and play Tai Chi. But today, the boss was running towards the direction of the main entrance, as if he was going to run out of Yindu Hotel's courtyard.

Little Zhong couldn't help but feel a burst of nervousness in his heart. If he ran out, the boss would not be able to guarantee his safety!

However, he didn't dare step forward to stop the boss.

He had to take a few more steps to get as close to his boss as possible.

Zhao Muchen felt Xiao Zhong's nervousness and followed along. He laughed in his heart, this brat must be extremely nervous!

Zhao Muchen intentionally slowed down until Little Zhong was almost beside him. He turned his head and said: "Let's go somewhere else today, let's go outside for a little bit to get a sense of the different environment."

Little Zhong's heart thumped in his chest! How could this be! Outside of Yindu Hotel's main entrance was a busy road. The situation would change at any time, with his power alone, how could he protect the boss?

As he thought of this, Little Zhong's body tensed up even more. His entire body began to sweat, and even his bladder began to contract. He felt like he was peeing in his pants!

F * ck! Was the boss going to play such an exciting game on his first day in office? He was truly frightened!

But, Zhao Muchen's footsteps had already quickened, and very quickly he was at the Yindu Hotel's door!

There were soldiers standing guard at the entrance. Seeing that the one running out wearing the sports clothes was the new Assistant Li, they were also very surprised. Then, they gave a proper salute and shouted loudly and forcefully: Chief!

Zhao Muchen did not reply, he only focused on running forward. Little Zhong was already sweating profusely. This was a really bad feeling. His heart was beating fast!

He could only closely follow behind his boss and vigilantly observe his surroundings. If he discovered anything abnormal, he would have to act in a timely and acute manner. Fortunately, he had trained in Sanda and had always been training his body, so dealing with one or two people was more than enough.

Zhao Muchen ran out from the main entrance of the Yindu Hotel and ran along the right side of the walkway.

At this time of the day, there were only a few people and vehicles on the road. City Group seemed to have just woken up, there were occasionally sprinklers singing as they drove over to clean the road. As a result, the air was slightly moist with the smell of dust.

Fortunately, there were fewer people here, and not many people were training either. Only a few people were running on the streets. Besides, this was the main road. The office area was nearby, not the residential area. Therefore, there were even fewer people running around.

Other than a few passing cars and pedestrians, there were also the City Group Beauticians who had woken up early to sweep the streets.

To this group of people, this title was very tasteful. In fact, they could be said to be the people who lived the hardest, lowliest lives in this City Group.

Zhao Muchen ran slowly, and on the way, he saw a few very old cleaners. According to his judgement, these people should have long since reached the age where they should be retiring, so why were they still working so hard?

After running for a while, Zhao Muchen stopped. There was a janitor there, sitting on the curb, resting.

The grandpa didn't feel that someone had stopped beside him.

He was wearing a white, washed T-shirt, a work shirt with a sanitation logo on the outside, a gray hat, and a half-worn white towel slung over his neck. What was especially striking were his hands. His ten fingers were wrapped in adhesive tape, and his brown fingernails were riddled with wounds. Almost every finger was cracked, and the adhesive tape that was wrapped around them had long since lost its original white color, just like the skin on his hands, turning brown.

The grandpa was probably tired from cleaning, so he casually sat on the curb to rest. He took off his hat, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the quill that hung around his neck, took a breath, picked up the bottle of beer on the floor, and began to drink.

After drinking a mouthful of beer, the old man's face was filled with satisfaction. He looked into the distance and broke into a smile. Then, he smacked his lips and took another sip — —

Zhao Muchen carefully looked at the lord's expression and actions, and a series of questions arose in his mind.

He slowly crouched down and sat beside the old man.

Master felt that someone was sitting beside him, and couldn't help but turn his weathered face to look at the person sitting down beside him. Master, seeing Zhao Muchen's dressing, knew that it was a official family member training his body, he never thought that the person sitting beside him would be the newly promoted Jiangyou Group Assistant!

"Uncle, what day is it today?" Zhao Muchen asked with a smile.

"Heh heh — a good day," the old man said with a smile, still looking ahead.

"Oh, what good days?" Zhao Muchen became even more interested. An old man who swept the streets, was happily sitting on the curb and drinking beer early in the morning. It was rare for him to have such a mood.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Today is my birthday —" The old man laughed. "We can't eat cakes like the people in the city and go to the cafeteria to celebrate, so I bought myself a bottle of wine as a reward!"

Zhao Muchen was instantly shocked! A bottle of beer celebrating his birthday, and sitting on the curb! The commoners' diligence and simplicity was truly touching!

"Uncle, today I am honored to share the happiness of your birthday. I wish you a happy birthday and good health!" Zhao Muchen said emotionally.

"Hehe, thank you!" It is rare for anyone to pay attention to this old man who sweeps the streets. I have been sweeping this road for seven years, and you are the first passerby to sit down and talk to me — "the old man sighed with emotion." In our line of work, it doesn't matter whether it is windy or rainy, we all have to come to work in three hundred and sixty-five days.

"Great sir, what time do you start sweeping the floor every day? How long does a day take? " Zhao Muchen asked in concern.

"I get up at four o'clock every day, and before five o'clock I start sweeping the floor, sweeping the day, from five in the morning to five in the afternoon, and this part of the road is contracted, so if there's any garbage I have to clean it up in time, or I'll be fined if I get found out" said the old man.

The cleanliness of City Group was maintained by many "City Group Beauticians" who had put in great effort. However, every single person that passes by every day can barely feel their presence. It seems that the environment we're in, it should be so clean, so clean!