Chapter 8: Plum Rain is in your hands, right?

  After listening to Ling Ziwai's words, Ma Pei smiled: "I've never been interested in gossiping, and our company isn't interested in people who don't have the ability. I'm just providing you with information, whether or not you can pass the exam depends on yourself. You're relatively lucky that our company is different from ordinary companies. What we value most is ability, second is academic qualifications and education background. For those who only know how to read books like Zhao Kuai, we have no interest."

  "Really? That's great." Ling Ziwai said with delight, "What company are you from?"

  "Hua Yu Tian Xia Foreign Trade Group Co., Ltd." Ma Pei replied calmly.

  "Universal Universe?" Ling Ziwai exclaimed, "Heavens, that's one of the top multinational corporations in the country! The legendary 'Huaxia Dynasty'! So many people dream of getting into this company, can I really do it?"

  Ling Ziwei's childish reaction made Ma Pei laugh: "It's not that exaggerated. As for whether you can do it or not, it depends on how you think about it yourself. If you feel like you can't do it, then you definitely won't be able to; on the other hand, if you're confident you can do it, then there's more than a 50% chance of success."

  After listening to Ma Pei's words, Ling Ziwai closed her eyes slightly, clenched her fists tightly, and muttered: "I must do it, for Ke'er, I have to..."

  Ma Pei and Zhang Sen couldn't help but exchange a smile.

  After a while, Ling Ziwai opened her eyes and said firmly: "You're right, Mr. Ma, I'll definitely do it!"

  Ma Pei smiled: "Vivian, since you don't let me call you Miss Ling, then you shouldn't call me Mr. Ma either. Just calling me Ma Pei is fine. However, my friends all call me Pei Shao or Ah Pei, you can choose one yourself."

  Ling Ziwei tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Calling you Ma Pei, hmm, it's a bit stiff; anyway, we're friends now, right? Who knows, maybe one day you'll be my boss! Calling you A Pei seems too intimate; our relationship isn't that close yet. Hmm, I'll just call you Pei Shao then, okay Pei Shao?"

  Seeing Ling Ziwai being so serious, Ma Pei and Zhang Sen couldn't help but laugh again: "It's just a title, is it necessary to be so grand? Whatever you like. / Ah, right, Weiwei, I forgot to ask you, what's wrong with Xiaoyu? Her leg, is there hope for treatment?"

  When mentioning Ke'er's illness, Ling Ziwai's eyes suddenly dimmed: "Alas, that was already six years ago. Ke'er's leg wasn't a big deal, it was just a ligament sprain caused by a collision, and the anterior cruciate ligament was torn. Originally, we had done ligament reconstruction at B City First Hospital, and as long as she exercised properly, she could recover.

  But just less than a week after the surgery, my grandmother in the mountains unfortunately passed away. My parents had to rush to attend the funeral, but unexpectedly, they encountered an accident on the way. The bus they were taking fell off a cliff, and no one on board survived. Later, the police found our home phone number from my father's mobile phone and called us to inform us.

  "At that time, I was in class, and only Ke'er was at home. She answered the phone and rushed out recklessly. As a result, she rolled and crawled all the way from the fourth floor to the first floor, and then took a taxi to our school."

  I was called out while I was in class, and I didn't know what had happened. When I came out of the classroom, I found Ke'er standing there stupidly, not moving at all. I called her several times before she woke up, and she only said to me, "Sister, Dad and Mom are gone, we're both orphans now." Then she fainted.

  "After finishing the funeral of her parents, the result of the child also came out. The rebuilt ligament was severely damaged and could not be repaired. If you want to continue treatment, you have to wait until a year later. At the same time, she lost her memory. The doctor said that she couldn't accept the reality of her parents' departure, so in her subconscious mind, she made herself forget all these things. However, her intelligence has returned to what it was like when she was 13 or 14 years old! But over the past two years, there have been some improvements, and sometimes when she speaks, it's almost equivalent to her actual age."

  "I think, for Ke'er who has been spoiled by her parents since childhood, this might be the best outcome. So, I didn't mention it again and only told Ke'er when she woke up that we never had parents since childhood and the two sisters relied on each other until now."

  "When Ke'er was hospitalized, I moved house and left the place where we grew up in the east of the city to move to the west. No one there knew us or our background."

  It wasn't until a year later, when Ke'er's leg was ready for another surgery, that the examination results showed that the cruciate ligament had completely died and could not be rebuilt. I begged the doctor, who hesitated to tell me that he had heard that the First Hospital of G City could artificially cultivate ligaments, but the cost was very high.

  "The insurance for the long-distance bus didn't cost much, but Ke'er's hospital stay took up a big part of it. For the installation of an artificial ligament a year later, Ke'er had to take medicine constantly after being discharged from the hospital, and we'd already spent a large sum of money. At that time, I was just a university student, still one year away from graduation, and the money I earned from part-time jobs barely covered our living expenses. What could I use to pay for Ke'er's treatment? Fortunately, the doctor said that artificial ligament transplantation has no time limit. So now, I can only work hard to earn money in order to have a chance to cure Ke'er's leg."

  Ling Ziwei said, already with tears streaming down her face. Ma Pei and Zhang Sen's hearts also couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

  As they spoke, the car had already arrived at the entrance of "Dream Paris". The three agreed to contact each other again in two days. Ling Ziwai sincerely thanked them and got out of the car to see them off.

  Turning around, Ling Ziyu saw that the door of "Dream Paris" had not opened yet. She walked to one side and took out her phone to dial a number. The call was answered almost immediately.

  Ling Ziwei didn't waste a single word and directly said: "The plan is going smoothly, the day after tomorrow I'll go to G city with them."

  "Good job, just do as I told you this morning. Remember, your main task now is to cooperate with Ouyang Feifei." The other party praised.

  "Got it." Ling Ziwai said, but didn't hurry to hang up the phone, wanting to say something but hesitating.

  The other party noticed her hesitation and asked, "Is there anything else?"

  After some thought, Ling Ziwai finally spoke up: "Why do I look exactly like Ma Pei's ex-girlfriend? Was her disappearance five years ago related to you guys? Is this a setup that has been planned for five years? Is Mei Yu in your hands?"

  The other party fell silent for a moment, then said coldly: "You talk too much. It's better not to ask about things you shouldn't know, it won't do you any good."

  Ling Ziwei paused for a moment, then calmly replied: "Understood, I won't ask again. How's Ke'er doing?"

  "Don't worry, your sister is fine. When the time comes, we'll send her to the First Hospital in G City for treatment. Remember clearly, when your sister can stand up, the timing is entirely in your hands." The other party replied succinctly.

  After a moment of silence, Ling Ziwai said: "I understand, I won't make fun of Ke'er's illness."

  "That's good, is there anything else?" he asked.

  "It's over." Ling Ziwai said lightly and hung up the phone.

  She sighed and lifted her head up. But found that the sky had somehow become overcast!