solarly

It was only through the narrative of this brawny big man that Wendell gradually got a rough idea of some of the situation.

The big man was named White Taran, and he and Xela were not real siblings; they were both orphans and had been adopted by the old director of the Pemorning Glory Orphanage since they were young, and later on, when they grew up, they started to learn to feed back.

To prove to Wendell what they said, White Taran asked Wendell to stay, and the next morning, he and Xela took Wendell and the others, to a place……

On Muenday in Granola, the sun was already a little too hot for people to feel a little harsh.

On the outskirts of the cluttered residential houses in the southern suburbs of Granola, there was a road leading to the city, and on the side of this road, near the residential houses, there was a small iron house made of white iron welded together, the kind most commonly found on the roadside normally.

This small iron hut is a kiosk.

At this moment, there were two teenagers of about 14 or 15 years old standing at the counter, acting like little bosses.

Next door to the kiosk was a dilapidated compound with a somewhat dilapidated sign hanging at the entrance with a few words written on it – a scrap buying station!

This compound was filled with all kinds of scrap, drink bottles, paper books, all kinds of metal……

An old man with an old face and a stooped figure was currently holding a small iron rake, pulling those waste papers from under a simple tent made of asbestos tiles into the yard for drying.

The old man seemed to be in poor health because of his age, and from time to time he would cough, stand up and pound his back and wipe the sweat from his forehead.

In the courtyard, there were also one or two dozen teenagers, who were putting various drink bottles into large bags and in turn yarding them neatly. The only thing they had in common was that they were dressed in shabby clothes.

The only thing they had in common was that they were dressed in shabby clothes. However, the faces of these children were full of happy smiles, and a few were giggling and laughing, full of childish fun and joy.

A white van was parked at the roadside, and Wendell sat in it, looking at the scene in the scrap buying station, silent.

After a few moments, Wendell couldn't help but ask, "White Taran, is this the old dean you guys were talking about?!"

"Yes, this is the old dean of the Pemorning Glory Orphanage!" A big man nodded and said, "Mr. Silva, you have seen the situation, the old dean is getting older and older and can no longer work as hard as he did when he was younger, that's why the old dean opened a scrap buying station and a kiosk here, in the hope that the money earned from the scrap buying station and the kiosk can be used to provide for the children in the orphanage. Telei and I, we were both raised by the old dean!"

Wendell frowned slightly and asked, "Since your orphanage has its own industry, why do you have to go down the crooked path of extorting others? Of course, this scrap buying station is a bit small, but, with the donations from the community, it should still be fine for you to barely get by, right?"

White Taran shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "Mr. Silva, where would there be any caring people here? As far as I remember, when I was in junior high school, a kind-hearted person did donate one hundred thousand , but then the leader of this suburb came to my door and took away seventy thousand directly, saying it was a handling fee, and at that time the old dean was so angry that he hid in his room alone and cried all morning!"

"This scrap buying station, is also built with that remaining 30, 000 !" White Taran shook his head slightly and said, "It was also from that time that the old dean made up his mind to let all the children in our orphanage, go to school, even if he had to smash pots and pans to make us go to school. Because he knew very well that if we didn't go to school, we would have no future and the orphanage would have to be bullied all the time……"

White Taran's face was rigid, but at this time his eyes couldn't help but moisten: "It was also because of the old dean's insistence that we all had the opportunity to study, and it was only after Telei read the books that she learned how to use a computer at the university!"

"That Froma Agum, what's the story again?" Wendell asked in a deep voice, he couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart at this so-called leader of the suburbs coming to his door to ask away 70, 000, really fishing for money and not wanting to die, reaching for any kind of money!

"Froma Agum is now the section chief of the Urban Development Bureau, there is a developer who has taken a fancy to this land, but the compensation given is not enough, the old dean has not agreed to relocate, Froma Agum will send people to cause trouble, in the past the old dean in addition to operating a scrap buying station, at night will also find time to go to the city to set up a stall, selling some fruit, but once seen by Froma Agum, he let people drive away the old dean……"

"He was afraid that people would know that he came from an orphanage, and he didn't want people to know that he was raised by a lousy old man who collected scraps!" Xela, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth and said.

Wendell nodded slightly and suddenly asked, "White Taran, your fighting is very good, where did you learn it from?"

"In the army!" White Taran said, "Xela's fighting, I also handed it to her, she is very smart, she learns everything very quickly, her martial arts practice is equally fast, she only took three years and she is already very good!"

When Xela was mentioned, White Taran felt proud.

Wendell asked again, "These children who are helping with the work are all orphans from the orphanage?"

"That's right, they're all orphans!" White Taran nodded and said, "Apart from the old director, there are only a few temporary workers in the orphanage, they are all residents of this neighborhood who usually get very little pay to help look after these children…… Samckily, these children are not like Froma Agum, that white-eyed wolf, and usually take advantage of the weekends to come over and help with the work There are also a few who went to university outside, and now they are all learning to work for themselves to earn tuition, not to add to the burden of the old dean, and sometimes they will send money to the old dean……"

Wendell nodded, gave a faint imperceptible soft sigh and fell silent.

After deliberating for a moment, Wendell finally opened his mouth and said, "Let's put it this way, of the two conditions you guys said, I can only agree to one right now, which is to fund the orphanage! As for bringing down Froma Agum…… frankly speaking, even though he is a white-eyed wolf as a person, if he has not made any mistakes, it is simple to jack him off, but if he is to be completely planted, it is unlikely!"

In any case, Froma Agum is also a state cadre, although only a small section chief, but that is also a person within the system. If one does not make a mistake, one cannot fire a cadre for no reason, that is not the institutional style of the dynasty.

Of course, in Wendell's opinion, the so-called word "down" is used inappropriately. With Froma Agum's weight, he was not worthy of the word bring down, at most, he could only be described as dealing with!

"Then we'll jack him off!" White Taran gritted his teeth and said, "This B_____d, because he is very smart and resourceful, so the old dean especially likes him and loves him the most. But how did he repay the old dean? Letting his men drive away and helping the developers to come and seek this land of the old dean, even if it is a beast, even if it is a beast, it should know how to feed back, it should also know that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring!"

Speaking of anger, White Taran couldn't help but slam his fist on the seat, his chest heaving violently, his face red, veins rising high on his forehead, couldn't help but gnash his teeth……

"If you can deal with Froma Agum and then fund the orphanage, you can make me do whatever you want!" Xela followed, her eyes, too, filled with anger.

Wendell did not rush to reply, but after careful deliberation, he nodded and said, "Then, I can only promise to jerk Froma Agum off first, as for the matter of donating to the orphanage, I don't think we should rush it, after we settle down, we can negotiate slowly, how about that?"

Looking at the suspicious expressions of White Taran and Xela, Ceray Barree couldn't help but hum, "You two are really interesting, the boss has a pharmaceutical factory with a_sets of over a hundred million under his name, funding a small orphanage, he would still lie to you?"

"Boss?!" White Taran and Xela became even more suspicious, "Aren't you a_sisting the police?"

"It's not because of you!" Wendell glanced at Xela, "Just because of you, not only did you put one of my powerful men in jail, but you also made me lose an outstanding talent, what can I do if I don't come to your rescue?"

"What?!" Xela was a bit puzzled.

Wendell hummed, "Nark, know him, right? It's the one who was responsible for a_sisting the police in tracking down this extortion gang of yours before, he tipped you off in order to cover for you, and he ended up getting caught by the police, and he got himself trapped……"

He immediately told the general story of what happened, White Taran and Xela were immediately a little embarra_sed, but they did not expect that this matter would really involve Nark!

"I promise you!" Xela immediately without saying a word, directly agreed, "Even if you do not fund the orphanage and do not deal with Froma Agum, I also agree to your conditions, from now on the name WX will no longer appear on the network, and will not work in Granola……"

Since that Nark was arrested by the police in order to defend himself, and now there is a chance to save him, Xela naturally cannot be too selfish.

"You're playing with my words!" Wendell looked at her with a smirk, "My request is that you are not allowed to appear on the internet from now on, it can be more than just the name WX not appearing on the internet!"

"No problem!" Xela immediately said, "I don't mean to play with words! However, if you want me to follow you, those two conditions of mine are still valid!"

Wendell smiled faintly, "My promises are also valid! What's more, with your talent and skills, not to mention these two conditions, or even two more conditions, it's still worth it! You and White Taran, are worth the price!"

"Well then, from the day you done the two conditions I put forward, you are my boss!" Xela immediately said in a decisive manner. White Taran also nodded beside him, echoing his voice.

Wendell immediately laughed, "Trust me, that day definitely won't be too long!"

Xela and White Taran glanced at each other, and on their faces, a look of relief finally appeared.

"Alright, go say goodbye to the old dean, today I'll take you to a place first, I still have some things to ask you!" Wendell said with a smile.

The two nodded, got out of the car separately and walked towards the scrap buying station.

And at this moment, Dagom, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly said, "Boss, look ahead!"

In his voice, he seemed to carry a hint of caution.

Wendell, majestic, immediately turned his head and looked over……

To be continued....