Chapter 102: The Meatpacking Plant Boss Who Suddenly Played a Trick?

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Shi Tiexin looked at the young man, feeling curious but also somewhat—abrupt.
Yes, abrupt was the word.
This young man radiated sunshine, confidence, and vibrant energy, completely out of place among the surrounding crowd. The workers at the meatpacking plant, including the silent security guards quietly eating their meals, all bore a somewhat gloomy and obscure aura. It was a naturally cultivated atmosphere, born from long-term pressure and a lack of hope, one that couldn’t be disguised or worn away.
But this youth was different; he appeared bright and clean, his smile immaculate, with a trace of innocent naivety in his eyes.
At first glance, Shi Tiexin knew this young man came from a fairly good family background—he had likely never endured great hardship or suffering in his life. Looking at his skin and then glancing at his knuckles, Shi Tiexin judged that Si Chongtian’s daily life must be quite comfortable; he was clearly a privileged son.
However, this young man seemed well-mannered. His gaze at Shi Tiexin was curious and even somewhat pure, without a hint of condescension or disdain.
He was a young master from a wealthy family.
Yet he was not unpleasant at all.
Shi Tiexin smiled slightly and nodded kindly, “Hello, I’m Shi Tiexin. I’m not some senior here; I just arrived a few days ago, just like you. We’re both newcomers.”
“Oh, Brother Shi! Our surnames sound quite alike, easy to get mixed up!” Si Chongtian seemed very friendly and immediately approached with enthusiasm, asking, “Brother Shi, where were you assigned to work?”
“I’m at the security checkpoint in Factory Two.”
“That’s great, you actually have a specific position. Unlike me, I just sit in a room drinking tea and reading newspapers. It’s almost unbearably boring.” Si Chongtian sounded a bit frustrated, unaware that Shi Tiexin was looking at him with envious eyes.
I’d give anything for a job where I could just drink tea and read newspapers. Let’s switch!
Of course, he knew that was impossible.
From Si Chongtian’s words and mannerisms, Shi Tiexin was fairly certain this guy’s family circumstances were quite comfortable; perhaps he was only here working as a security guard to experience life for a bit. Someone was surely watching over him constantly—there was no way he’d be assigned to the security checkpoint at the gate of Factory Two.
But Si Chongtian seemed genuinely interested, “What exactly do you do at security?”
“We strictly inspect for any contraband, prohibiting any risk factors from entering the plant.” Shi Tiexin had just finished an overnight shift and wasn’t too tired, so he didn’t mind chatting a bit with the young man, explaining the responsibilities, risks, challenges, and requirements of the security post.

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While Xiao Li cherished his little piece of information like a treasure, Shi Tiexin casually dismissed it—did Si really think a phoenix passing by would descend to fight with crows over carrion? Xiao Li might be a crow, and Shi Tiexin himself could only compete with crows for scraps for now, but Si Chongtian didn’t even have a single crow’s feather.
“Oh, such a heavy responsibility! That’s how it should be—doing meaningful work!”
Si Chongtian was genuinely interested. Soon, the conversation between him and Shi Tiexin became lively. This guy seemed to have boundless energy and a loud voice, making their exchange quite animated.
This innocent fellow reminded Shi Tiexin involuntarily of those high school students from another world line—just as pure, just as naive, and most of them holding onto beautiful hopes and perceptions about life.
Shi Tiexin didn’t dislike such people. After all, who wouldn’t appreciate such vibrant energy, except for those with darkened hearts?
Just then, a series of respectful greetings suddenly rang out at the cafeteria entrance—“Hello, General Manager Liu!” The voices came one after another like firecrackers.
Shi Tiexin glanced over and saw a man in his forties, wearing a cold and stern expression, walking straight ahead.
Shi Tiexin recognized the man—more precisely, he had seen him in the internal news of the meatpacking plant. Anyone trying to get by here would know this man. He was Liu Qigang, the plant’s top executive, the general manager.
Liu Qigang was known for his imposing demeanor and strict management, playing a large role in the factory’s success.
Why was he coming to the ordinary workers’ cafeteria today?
Shi Tiexin was puzzled when Liu Qigang, amid continuous greetings and many gazes, walked directly toward him.
Hmm?
Oh!
Shi Tiexin glanced at Si Chongtian standing beside him—Liu Qigang was definitely not here for him. The most likely reason was that he had come for this young man.
It seemed Si Chongtian’s status was even higher than Shi Tiexin had imagined. If he were just an ordinary connection, Liu Qigang would have summoned him to his office at most, or held a private banquet if he were more important. For Liu Qigang to come over personally, Si Chongtian’s identity must be quite extraordinary.
Sure enough, Liu Qigang immediately sat across from Si Chongtian. The assistant and secretary nearby signaled for Shi Tiexin to leave, but Liu Qigang raised his hand to stop them.
He didn’t even glance at Shi Tiexin, but a rare softness appeared on his usually stern face as he said, “Chongtian, my dear nephew, you visit your uncle without warning, giving me quite a surprise.”

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“Uncle Liu, I didn’t want to disturb you,” Si Chongtian said, patting his security uniform. “Dad made me come here to work part-time; I’m a security guard earning my tuition.”
Liu Qigang’s face didn’t show much expression—this was already his friendliest look. He nodded and then asked, “How do you feel about it?”
“Boring. Nothing to do, very different from what I imagined. But the workplace seniors are very nice,” Si Chongtian said, patting Shi Tiexin on the shoulder. “This big brother here is Shi Tiexin, my senior at work. He just taught me a lot and is quite enthusiastic!”
Senior at work? Shi Tiexin was embarrassed—did this kid have a strange understanding of what a ‘senior at work’ meant?
But… judging by this, could it be that, like in those scattered novels, I’ll somehow accidentally meet a big boss at the company, be favored, and escape hardship to rise to the top, snapping my fingers to have Old Wei serve me tea?
Little Si, say a few more nice things about me quickly—maybe this charade will become real~
Yet Liu Qigang remained expressionless, not even glancing at Shi Tiexin.
No, more than expressionless—his face grew even sterner.
“My dear nephew, I think I understand why your father sent you to me. You’ve lived a privileged life, dressed in finery, with a simple mind, unaware of the hardships and dangers of the world. That doesn’t matter. But if you don’t know how miserable some people’s lives are, you naturally won’t have the drive to push yourself forward.
“You’re about to break through to the second level of strength technique. This threshold is very important to you. Breaking through means bursting upward with a sharp, unyielding spirit. Having lived so comfortably, like in a warm bed, without tension or a sense of crisis, how can you summon that desperate determination?”
“So your main reason for coming here is to see how those worthless, unskilled commoners live in such a miserable state. If you don’t want to live like that, if you want to break free from such a life, then your sharp spirit will be there.”
Break through?
Shi Tiexin glanced unexpectedly at Si Chongtian—the seemingly delicate young man was about to surpass him by a whole major level?
A young master is a young master, after all.