Facing the section chief's request, Liu Gen smiled sheepishly. "I can only introduce you to Feng Wenhui. Feng Jun may be one of my juniors, but he has too much of his own mind... Still, he's especially filial. As long as it's something his parents tell him to do, he'll definitely do it."
The section chief smiled. He spoke very directly, without all those twists and turns. "That works too. It's not like we absolutely have to ask him for a favor... At the very least, we can get acquainted. That'll give us some face, right?"
His straightforwardness surprised even Liu Gen's brother-in-law. "Well, Bun, count it as me borrowing this money from you. Tomorrow, when the bank opens, I'll have my wife withdraw the money and pay you back."
"What's the rush? Aren't you treating me like an outsider?" Section Chief Bun glanced at him and continued speaking frankly. "It's only fifty thousand yuan. Getting to know Little Liu makes it worth it!"
Liu Gen and his wife walked out with the money, both feeling a little dazed. "Why do I feel like we're about to get rich?"
When the two returned to the compound and entered Feng Wenhui's home, they found an old neighbor who had already moved away sitting inside.
Liu Gen greeted him, then sat there listening to them chat.
He couldn't possibly hand over the money in front of the old neighbor—otherwise, how could Feng Wenhui accept it with any dignity?
But the old neighbor was quite unreserved. After chatting for a while, he looked at Liu Gen. "Why aren't you talking, Old Gen? Are you trying to chase me away? Isn't that a bit too distant?"
Liu Gen thought about it. The Feng family's boy had helped settle his problem. If he said it