"My son will be starting school soon, and our top priority right now is to raise the 8,000 yuan for tuition!" Gao Zhongming said, looking deeply concerned. This time, with relatives present, as soon as they heard about the tuition need, they immediately stepped back, retreating as if fleeing a plague, and no matter how Shen Hanyu called after them, they wouldn't stay. Gao Liang watched these self-serving relatives and, seeing his parents' worried faces, said firmly, "Dad! Mom! Don't worry about the tuition anymore—this is something I'll handle myself!" Zhang Yuping noticed her husband clenching his fists, eyes fixed on the distance ahead, and with determination, said, "I'm convinced." She silently admired him. Then, thinking about her own family, she wondered—how had her parents managed to raise the tuition for her? Had the tuition been fully paid? Could she now go to school with Gao Liang, happy and excited? "Yuping! Shall we both work together to raise our tuition?" Gao Liang, bright and cheerful, looked at his wife with a radiant smile. Zhang Yупing immediately snapped back to her senses, smiled gracefully—just like the heroine in the drama "The God of War," portrayed by actress Xu Xiyuan—and said, "What? We're supposed to earn tuition together? No way, no way! We're still students! We're due to officially enroll and start classes just a few days from now—how could we possibly earn tuition?" "Don't miss this! You won't regret it—I'm talking about a big sum of money here!" Gao Liang said with confidence. "Liang, don't do anything that might get you into legal trouble!" Gao Zhongming and Shen Huanfu both urged at the same time. Gao Liang raised his right hand, tapped it once sharply, then spread his arms toward the sky, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Our family isn't destined to be poor—we're definitely going to lift ourselves out of poverty through our own intelligence and talents!" "Clap! Clap! Clap!" Gao Zhongming, Shen Huanfu, and Zhang Yупing all couldn't help but cheer spontaneously. Upon returning home Miao Xiufang snatched the beer bottle from Qingcai Sheng's hands and slammed it hard into the trash bin with a sharp crack—it shattered into pieces. Pointing directly at Qingcai Sheng's nose, she crossed her arms, her eyes wide open, and said fiercely, "You deadbeat! Your daughter is about to start school, yet you haven't done a single thing to prepare!" "Ah-ah-ah! Right now, we've managed to save our house—what more can I possibly do? Have you never heard that a woman is only virtuous if she's unlearned? Why should a girl study so much? It's better to simply marry into a wealthy and influential family and let me rest!" Qingcai Sheng's words immediately prompted Miao Xiufang to strike him with the rolling pin beside her. "Ow!" Qingcai Sheng's backside was hit hard. A naturally laid-back man, he couldn't stand his wife's sharp criticism and immediately erupted. Taking the rolling pin from the side, he threw it forcefully to the ground and said bluntly to his wife, "That's exactly who I am! After all, that daughter isn't even ours!" "Why should I go out of my way to support her?" "Good heavens! You beast! You lowly creature! To actually say something like that! You—you—" Mei Xiufang fainted right away. Nature and finances treated their daughter quite differently. Every argument either revolved around money or centered on her. "Please! Don't make me do this!" Zhang Yuping pleaded helplessly during the parents' disputes. The story from Chapter One. The family's pressure had suppressed her for three full years—high school life had truly been a struggle, yet Zhang Yuping had managed to persevere with strength. Upon seeing her daughter return, the adoptive father, Qiancai Sheng, remained stern. Zhang Yuping gently shook her drowsy adoptive mother, Miao Xiufang awake and said softly, "Mom! I'm back!" Miao Xiufang sighed. "Father! Mother! I know my tuition has caused you great trouble. But I will make my own way—I truly don't need you both to worry!" Her words made Qiancai Sheng lower his head. Miao Xiufang shook her head and said, "Daughter, we have no savings left—only this house remains!" "No! Not this house! Please, don't sell it! Father! Mother! I'll be earning money tomorrow!" "Don't worry!" Zhang Yuping spoke with calm confidence. Her adoptive parents sighed, lowered their heads, and after a long pause, said, "It's all because we're poor! Both of us are retired workers with limited means. We simply can't afford your university education. Daughter, we truly feel sorry for you!" "Mom! Dad! Please don't say that! You've raised me all the way to where I am now—what a remarkable achievement!" Zhang Yuping's words deeply moved her adoptive parents. Although her adoptive father had always been dissatisfied with his daughter's financial situation, he now felt an inexplicable surge of emotion. He pounded his head with his hands and said, "It's all my fault! As soon as I retired, I started living a passive life. If I had a good job, I wouldn't have resorted to gambling or drinking to relieve my stress. It's all my lack of ability!" After saying this, he hung his head and held his head with both hands. "Thank you so much for your care and upbringing, parents! I will surely repay you. When I eventually achieve success, I will make sure to honor you both!" "Zhang Yuping is truly a thoughtful girl—this kind of statement has left her adoptive father deeply satisfied." "Daughter, just with this one sentence, I'm going to save up all your tuition fees!" Qian Cai Shi exclaimed, slapping the table. "Exactly! Let's work together to gather enough for your tuition!" Miao Xiufang said, beaming. "Let's keep pushing forward together!" The hands of the three in the small household intertwined. Outside, a new, bright moon rose. Gao Liang, though very confident about earning a good income, felt completely uncertain about exactly how he would make that happen. It seemed money wasn't as easy to earn as he thought. Earning money wasn't just about passion—it required a clear, concrete plan. The terms "job hunting" and "entrepreneurship," which Gao Liang had heard before, kept appearing in his mind. Now, no matter what he did, it seemed he needed capital—even job hunting required it. Highlights deeply understands this, as recently reading the "Hanhai City Talent Market Report," he has noticed that job hunting is particularly challenging—typically involving several stages: resume submission, interviews, trial periods, and formal employment.