Fate Makes a Face at You and Pulls a Load of Dung from Its Crotch to Throw at You
Lin Qi once again became the subject of the first three pages of the newspaper, an honor that is hard for ordinary people to obtain. Apart from a few people who have the opportunity to appear in the local newspaper as an "obituary" after their death, the vast majority of people never have the chance to appear in the newspaper in their entire lives.
The value of life can sometimes be very heavy, but it can never be heavier than the weight of a newspaper. This is interesting, or perhaps it is the truth.
A policy can only be passed if everyone agrees with it; it takes time and requires consideration of all aspects of society.
Starting with "informing" the public, we can gradually let them understand the matter and the policy. Then, we can delve deeper step by step and report on it continuously, allowing the public to go from curiosity to acceptance to taking it for granted. In this way, no one will feel that the policy is bad.
Even if someone dislikes it, they just dislike it; they won't express strong opposition as if they've been violated—everyone is angry and has strong emotions the first time they're violated, but after it happens many times, they become indifferent.
Therefore, newspapers are reporting extensively on Lin Qi's secondhand goods auctions, making them a regular occurrence and gradually getting those who might not like them to accept them.
The newspapers repeatedly claimed that this was a policy that provided great help and benefits to the people, and that local businessman Lin Qi was willing to take on this responsibility. He would not only sell second-hand goods at relatively reasonable prices, but also recycle some idle goods in the community, transferring these useless items to those who needed them.
Spend less money, do less—that's what the newspapers are touting, and some people are genuinely interested in it.
Not only were newspapers in Sabine City saying this, but newspapers in other major cities in the state also began to put their own ads on the matter, and Lin Qi also started advertising the recycling of second-hand goods in some of the advertising spaces he had purchased.
After a certain period of time, the economic and trade company will gradually establish branches throughout the state and begin to collect goods.
This has given many families hope that some of the goods they impulsively bought in the past, which had no value, have a chance to be turned back into money. During economic downturns, this money can help them get through the tough times a little longer, which makes them even more eager for the successful establishment of Interstellar Trade Company in the local area.
Many, many people saw this newspaper, so many that even an "Old Woman" saw it.
This "Old Woman" looks to be in her fifties, but she is actually only in her forties.
A woman from an ordinary family background can never compare to the ladies of Upper Class; they don't have the money to take care of their skin, their bodies, or to make themselves look younger.
The burdens and trivialities of life had long since numbed this woman; sometimes, this numbness appeared to others as a cold-blooded indifference.
Looking at the young, handsome, and spirited Lin Qi in the photo, she felt regret for the first time. She had broken up her daughter's relationship with this handsome young man. If only she had waited a little longer...
She looked up at her daughter on the other side of the table, who was also gradually becoming numb from the erosion of life, as if she were seeing herself twenty years ago. Then she silently put down the newspaper.
Neither the mother nor the daughter spoke, but their gazes both fell on the handsome young man in the newspaper. They both recognized him: Lin Qi.
A few minutes later, heavy footsteps sounded, and a burly middle-aged man yawned as he walked out of the room. He scratched his tangled hair and muttered that he needed to get a shaved head, otherwise he wouldn't have time to take care of his hair every day.
Many ordinary families have people like this: they are busy every day, so busy that they may not even be able to take care of themselves, but they are also idle enough that they can lie on the sofa for hours with cheap food, smiling foolishly at the flickering TV screen.
The Old Woman got up and quickly brought breakfast to the middle-aged man: a plate of minced meat with a slightly solidified egg on top.
Catherine inherited her culinary skills from her mother, but she did them even better.
The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully, and the moment he opened his mouth after a night of fermentation, a nauseating stench wafted from the dining table.
But he didn't realize it himself, and instead happily began to enjoy the sumptuous breakfast.
Adding meat and eggs to your breakfast can keep you energized and boost your physical strength throughout the day.
This is a common breakfast item in most ordinary families, piled high with meat.
People who can afford this kind of breakfast are often the breadwinners of their families, and their jobs mostly involve heavy physical labor, so they need these.
Sometimes people blindly pursue the so-called "Upper Class life," saying they should eat more vegetables and maintain healthier lifestyles.
But they always overlook the huge gap between the Upper Class and the lower class. At least those who say these things don't tell the public that people in the Upper Class don't need to do heavy physical labor.
They also won't tell people that people in Upper Class might only work two or three hours a day, spending the rest of their time socializing and entertaining. They don't need to eat too much or too full because they can get replenishment whenever they need it.
Nobody says these things. Those people just tell everyone to eat less, to eat refined food, and not to eat meat...
The middle-aged man quickly devoured the pieces of meat and eggs on his plate. He also tore a bread roll in half, used it to wipe the egg yolks, meat juices, and animal fat off his plate, and then stuffed it into his mouth.
When he finished eating, his plate was cleaner than if it had been washed, with no trace of food residue on it.
After finishing his meal, the middle-aged man glanced at the newspaper he wasn't interested in, patted his stomach, and went to work. It was another day just like any other.
After the sound of the door being opened and then slammed shut, the atmosphere in the room seemed to ease slightly.
"I..." the woman wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't say anything.
No one could have predicted this. A jobless kid who just wanders the streets all day could suddenly become a darling of the news. Who could have imagined that?
Before seeing the newspaper, she never thought she had done anything wrong. She just wanted to bring her imaginative daughter back to real life, so that she wouldn't end up paying the price for her childish fantasies because of her lack of experience.
She even gave her some time to feel the weight of life, but reality played a cruel joke on her and her.
Catherine stood up expressionlessly, gathered up the plates and utensils her father had used, and began washing them in the sink.
There was no regret, happiness, or any other expression on her face. It was just an ordinary day, so ordinary that she didn't even know it had happened.
Looking at her daughter's silent back, the woman felt genuine regret, but there was nothing she could do, nothing she should do.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Catherine arrived at her new workplace carrying a bag containing personal items that cost no more than five dollars.
After her mother found her and brought her back, she changed jobs and started working at a newly opened Super Mall not far from her home.
Since the economic downturn began, people seem not to have noticed that more and more Super Mall have replaced some small, comprehensive markets. Individual vendors are finding it increasingly difficult to operate, as they are no match for these Super Mall, forcing them to change careers.
At the same time, people are more inclined to shop at supermarkets and convenience stores because things are cheaper there and there are often promotions, which is incredibly attractive to families that are not well-off.
Catherine had experience working in supermarkets, so she easily got a job here as a cashier, which was similar to her previous job at the supermarket.
The only difference is that she used to have to stand, but now she can sit down.
After changing her clothes, she sat down at her work station, which was a small, stand-alone counter. There were many such counters scattered throughout every corner of the entire Super Mall.
As soon as the Super Mall opened, a large number of people poured in, and she got to work, constantly checking bills, giving change, and signing tickets...
During the lunch break, an ordinary young man with hope and enthusiasm approached Catherine. Although he was called young, he was actually not young anymore; he was twenty-eight years old, which was why Catherine's mother considered him a suitable life partner.
The young man's conditions are quite good for this era, among ordinary people. He has his own house and will not need to live with his parents after getting married.
He also works at this supermarket as an accountant and has a good salary.
There are reasons why he hasn't gotten married yet. The first reason is that he's a bit short, less than five feet three inches tall, though he admits he is.
Secondly, he stutters when he gets anxious, especially when he's around women, which makes it difficult for him to find a suitable partner, even though he has decent qualities.
This time, his target was Catherine. He didn't care about Catherine's past; after all, who doesn't have a past? Besides, if he cared about a beautiful girl like Catherine's past life, he probably wouldn't be able to hope to marry a beautiful girl in this lifetime. This young man understood this very well.
Moreover, Catherine only twenty years old this year. Even if she has some past experiences, they won't last long. They are just part of the process of maturing and can't even be considered experiences.
The young man held a rose and circled around Catherine. Catherine treated him somewhat coldly, but he didn't seem to mind.
He believed that he would eventually win over the girl, and with Catherine's mother as his "accomplice," it was only a matter of time before he could win over the beautiful girl.