Once he left Hongbin Tower, the night breeze cleared away most of his drunkenness, leaving him considerably more clearheaded.
Wang Xiaoliang hadn't left with Zhou Qiang and Huang Xueli. He wanted some time alone.
The words Zhou Qiang had said to him before they parted kept echoing in his head.
"Xiaoliang, I know you feel wronged. But it's happened, and it's over. What you need to do now is take a good look back at this experience, work through anything you still don't understand, and then put it behind you completely. Don't keep replaying it in your head. That's called rumination. The more you think about it, the worse you feel. Nothing good comes of it."
Take a good look back.
Things he still didn't understand.
Wang Xiaoliang felt that those few words from Zhou Qiang carried particular weight.
But what was there that he still didn't understand?
Opening the supermarket and working with Li Laifu, he had been like a puppet on strings from beginning to end. If Li Laifu said east, he didn't dare go west. If Li Laifu wanted to stock a product, he contacted the supplier. If Li Laifu wanted things arranged a certain way, he moved them.
Li Laifu had bought the premises and hired the renovation crew. He had even made the final decisions on most of the suppliers.
Aside from putting in over a month of his time and all his energy, what had he done?
The thought made him feel miserable again.
He had worked for over a month, yet received only one month's wages.
Wang Xiaoliang shook his head hard, trying to shake off that agitation.
Rumination.
Zhou Qiang was right. This shit really was torture.
What... what exactly didn't he understand?
He forced himself to calm down and break down