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With a slap on Hong Shun's head, Shi Tian felt that this kid was taking advantage of him.
"I call him Uncle Zhou, and you call him Uncle Zhou too? What’s the deal? Are you trying to undermine your master?"
Rubbing his head, Hong Shun felt a bit wronged by the slap. "Master, I've been calling him Uncle Zhou for over ten years, while you've only been doing it for a few days! Besides, if you call him Uncle Zhou, I’ll just lower myself a generation and call him Grandpa Zhou. That’s a loss for me. If I call him Uncle Zhou and you call him Zhou Ge, think about it—aren't you the one gaining from this? Given the choice between losing and gaining, which one do you think is more advantageous?"
Shi Tian thought to himself that this kid made a good point! Others called him Uncle Zhou based on established relationships; he couldn't just disrupt their hierarchy. For Hong Shun's sake, it seemed better to let Old Zhou suffer a little.
"Ask Old Zhou to help you with the transfer issue. Before summer vacation ends, I still need to take you back once. In the meantime, earn some money to buy yourself some decent clothes so you can return home in style." He reminded Hong Shun while continuing to prepare the hot pot.
As for the transfer, he would ask Air Force later to help contact a better school. The academic standards in Cha Dong were completely different from here. Although Hong Shun did well in Cha Dong, whether he could keep up after transferring was another matter entirely.
"Master, when I went out with them this time, I felt that the ones named Oka and Da Gui Wang might betray you. Shifu Niang's brother is digging into your territory." Turning around and closing the door, Hong Shun leaned closer to Shi Tian and whispered.
This disciple was attentive; all the care he received was not in vain—he was already alerting him about potential threats.
"What do you think we should do about this?" Without pausing his work at Xia Shou, Shi Tian casually asked.
"Well, obviously we should dock their wages! Hold back their salaries for three months; if they dare to leave, we won’t pay them at all! That’s how Mao's Dad does it!" Clenching his fist, Hong Shun said coldly.
"Is Mao's Dad's business that big?" Shi Tian countered as he turned off the stove and picked up a cloth to wipe down Xia Shou.
Shi Tian wasn’t sure who Mao’s Dad was, but anyone who could send their child to study in the mountains must have a decent business.
It was still early for Hong Shun to be thinking about such things, but since he brought it up, Shi Tian felt it necessary to correct him now rather than later when it might be harder to change his mindset.
"Definitely not as big as yours; he doesn’t even have a yacht. If he did, Mao would have been bragging about it all over school." Reflecting on Mao Yi’s constant boasting, Hong Shun shook his head.
Once someone starts thinking about leaving you behind, they become unreliable. When they reveal such thoughts, you should be prepared—parting amicably and minimizing losses is far better than making an enemy of a friend.
"Oka and Da Gui Wang are different; they are here to help me—they're my friends. Once my matters are settled, they will go help Pingtou Ge again. Pingtou Ge can offer them the life they want, and since they are friends too, it's mutually beneficial."
"Let’s go; it's time for dinner. When we eat later, watch more and talk less."
When the hot pot arrived at the table, everyone in the private room had gathered. Eating hot pot in this sweltering heat was quite something that Shi Tian managed to come up with.
Before they even started eating meat, cans of cool tea were placed on the table. Looking at the layer of red oil on top of the pot, Shi Tian opened a beer and decided that tonight he would set his chopsticks aside for now!
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