533 Poor Man
“Who can prove my identity? My biological parents or adoptive parents? None of them can. I don’t know them anymore. I lost contact with them more than 20 years ago. As for the government, they only want us foreigners to leave this place, especially since we can’t prove our identities. We’re a source of instability in society.”
“Is that so?” Chu Ning whispered to herself.
She clenched her fists subconsciously.
Chu Ning finally understood why Old Fang and the other homeless people were so terrified when they saw her.
These miserable people did not have a single easy day. They were bullied all the time and could not to reason with anyone.
The sense of fragmentation made Chu Ning a little absent-minded for a moment.
The scene of the charity gala the previous night was still fresh in her mind.
Those rich people would casually waste some resources that these tramps could only imagine.
The reason Su Kun was willing to meet her was because she had shown enough value and potential.
Chu Ning had the courage to put a knife to Ye Ting’s neck. She even dared to publicly threaten a group of M City’s wealthy businessmen.
However, after hearing Old Fang’s words, Chu Ning felt a deep sense of helplessness and sorrow.
This was reality.
Money was in the hands of those who did not need it, and suffering was left to those who could bear it.
After confirming that Chu Ning wouldn’t harm him, Old Fang spoke about his experience.
“There has never been such a thing as fairness and justice. It’s like I’m walking on the street and being beaten up without any warning. I don’t even have the right to resist. When I’m being beaten up, I just hope that they won’t go all out and beat me to death.
“There was once when I finally found a bun in the trash can that only had a bite taken out of it. I had been starving for a few days at that time. If I didn’t eat anything, I would die. However, I was soon discovered by the security guards of the neighborhood. After they questioned how I climbed through the fence of the neighborhood, they dragged me to an empty corner and beat me with a stick. I protected my head and ate at the same time. I’m already used to it.
“The law applies to people. I don’t even have an ID card. I’m not considered a person,” Old Fang said offhandedly.
Chu Ning quietly listened to Old Fang and did not interrupt him.
She felt that Old Fang’s logic was still acceptable. He and the homeless were the vulnerable groups that the government needed to care most about.
But sadly, their group was like the shadows behind the light, never receiving any attention or care.
“But I’ve never stolen or robbed, nor have I done anything illegal. I only know how to pick up things to eat, and I can also do some temporary work. Public order is better than before, and there are fewer people beating me. At least it’s not as dangerous as before.” When Old Fang said this, there was a hint of satisfaction in his tone.
“Old Fang, if you’re really starving, it’s fine for you to steal something to eat. That’s not illegal. It’s an emergency,” Chu Ning said, feeling particularly uncomfortable.
It was as if a stone was pressing down on her heart. She could clearly breathe normally, but she had a feeling of stuffiness.
“No, I haven’t.” Old Fang shook his head fiercely.
“I have never stolen before. Some churches will give out some free food on the weekend. I know where they are,” Old Fang continued.
“Old Fang, I’ll find you and them a job. Long-term. You work for me, and I’ll provide you with food and accommodation. Then, I’ll give you money. Let me think.” After saying that, Chu Ning thought for a few seconds before continuing, “Is it alright if I pay you by the day in the early stages, and by the month subsequently?”
Chu Ning thought that with the current situation of Old Fang and those homeless people, they might not have any money other than to settle their livelihood. It was necessary to settle the salary by the day.
“How much per day?” After a moment of silence, Old Fang asked nervously.
He felt that what Chu Ning said was probably not true. How could such a good thing happen to him?
Recalling the miserable experience of being deceived, Old Fang’s body suddenly trembled.
“150 yuan a day, is that okay?” Chu Ning asked seriously.
The average salary in M City was at this level. If the price was too high, Old Fang and the other homeless people might not believe it.
Old Fang gulped.
“Is there a problem?” Chu Ning asked in confusion.
“Is it true?” Old Fang looked at the young and beautiful Chu Ning. Although he was very tempted, he was not a fool. Old Fang felt that such a good thing was not for homeless people like them.