Liu Dafu, the contractor, was undoubtedly the biggest beneficiary and was overjoyed. After returning to the construction site, he gathered all the laborers and subordinates and personally handed over 50,000 yuan to Gao Liang on the spot. Gao Liang, of course, was very pleased to receive it—because he knew well that, compared to the benefits Liu Dafu had gained, this sum of 50,000 yuan was truly negligible. That day, after receiving an additional 18% contract compensation from the developer, Liu Dafu was especially delighted and paid all the laborers’ salaries for the past six months. Everyone danced and cheered with excitement, their faces glowing with the most genuine smiles. Now they could finally send money back home! They could support their elderly parents and children! They could afford their son’s education! They could treat their aging mother with medical care! They could buy agricultural inputs such as pesticides, fertilizers, and seeds! They could purchase a young pig to raise! They could buy household appliances! This was truly like a long-awaited rain after a prolonged drought. Thus, the laborers were jubilant. They gathered in small groups at a cozy local restaurant, sipping beer and enjoying a hearty plate of braised pork, savoring every bite. Naturally, the migrant workers were deeply grateful to Gao Liang, calling him their trusted friend and steadfast protector. Many surrounded him, cheering enthusiastically, while several young workers even lifted Gao Liang high, throwing him into the air, catching him, and then tossing him again—creating a vibrant and lively atmosphere. Moreover, the contract rights advocacy they've seen today have made them grateful to have encountered such capable individuals. With the leader's leader at the helm, they feel their prospects are even brighter. High-light couldn't very well decline, so he simply nodded in agreement. He found these migrant workers remarkably sincere and simple—after all, he himself came from the countryside! Their interactions felt warm and genuine, and he realized that doing something meaningful for the migrant workers was truly a joyful experience. As for the "leader," what could be better? At least, he could guide everyone toward better outcomes. True success comes when everyone thrives. High-light wasn't unfamiliar with the concept of "leader." A leader, especially one among peers, should set a good example and lead by demonstration. Thus, he genuinely appreciated the term "leader." The next day, newspapers such as the Kyoto Shimbun, the Kyoto Evening News, and the Kyoto Youth News reported on the story in prominent sections, detailing articles titled "Outstanding Youth Resolves Tripartite Disputes and Successfully Assists Migrant Workers in Securing Wages," "Developers, Contractors, and Workers All Win: Cleverly Drafted Agreement Leverages Legal Expertise," and "The First to Champion Migrant Workers' Rights—Profile of Outstanding Youth Gao Liang." Not only did multiple newspapers cover these hot stories, but numerous online news platforms also featured them, including major portals such as Sina, Sohu, and Tencent. During this period, migrant workers had been a focal point of public attention. It was indeed a significant development that an outstanding young professional could skillfully resolve commonly intractable social disputes and effectively advocate for this vulnerable group, delivering tangible, real-world results. Thanks to publicity from newspapers and websites, many people daily come from all over Kyoto to visit Mengyi Home—the place where the outstanding young advocate for migrant workers, Gao Liang, is based. They come not only out of admiration, hoping to see Gao Liang in person, but also with numerous questions and seeking assistance. Since this group often lacks legal knowledge, they deeply value Gao Liang’s guidance and support. The migrant worker population is vast and spans various industries, forming a vital force behind the city’s development. Yet, despite their significance, they often receive little public attention. The general public tends to perceive migrant workers as crude, less educated, and less civilized. In reality, they are deeply humble and inherently kind. Their limitations stem primarily from the constraints of their educational opportunities, which prevent them from receiving the same level of education as urban residents. They also long for learning and for a secure, urban lifestyle, yet real conditions prevent them. They silently take on the most demanding jobs—those others are unwilling to do—earning the least. Their work hours are long, their labor intensity high, and they face discrimination. As a whole, they form a deeply suppressed group. Yet, with proper guidance, they possess boundless potential. They yearn for prosperity, excellence, and strength, but lack opportunities. Even when opportunities arise, unfavorable conditions often compel them to give up. Thus, many talents within this group remain unrecognized and underutilized. In urban job searches, employers often begin with the question: "Do you have a household registration in this city?" "No! I'm a migrant worker!" The migrant workers speak softly, their heads bowed. "Why come here to apply for a job? We only hire those with city household registration. As a person from outside the city, you should go back to your hometown!" The employer knocked loudly on the table, impatiently waving his hands as if avoiding a plague, while the construction worker bowed his head and slowly walked away. What remained were the employer's murmurs and dismissive glances from behind. Having endured such pressure for so long and struggling to survive in a city that didn't belong to them, they longed for someone to speak up for them, to uphold justice. On one hand, unemployed workers yearned for steady, livable jobs; on the other, employed workers hoped to receive fair treatment—rather than be deliberately underpaid or treated unfairly or discriminated against. The media coverage highlighting outstanding young professionals sparked widespread resonance. How admirable these young people are! They have addressed a very practical issue—the problem of developers and contractors delaying or failing to pay migrant workers' wages. Therefore, no matter how far they were, as long as they read the newspaper and were moved by it, they would come in droves. They came seeking the reputation of the place, visiting, inquiring, seeking legal consultations, some even needing employment guidance or assistance with issues arising during the employment process... Starting Monday, their workload grew busy, the number of visitors surged, filling the reception room of the Mengyi Home to capacity. Tang Hao and Du Hu, Wang Biao, and other security colleagues—around ten of them—were all busy. Now, Tang Hao was on the phone with a bright screen lit: "Boss, there are too many people coming—all of them have heard about us, and you're at school. What should we do?" "Alright—have you and your team record down their contact information, addresses, and reasons for visiting!" Highlight was attending a graduate course in computer science under Dr. Martin at school. While Dr. Martin was writing a lecture on advanced computer topics on the blackboard, he quietly instructed Tang Hao. Sun Peng sat beside Gao Huang, only hearing the two words "senior leader," which made him widen his eyes. This person, who was two years younger than himself, was actually the senior leader? Didn't he come from a company in Binhai City to pursue further training? How could he be the senior leader? Yet, just now, the tone of Gao Huang's response had given him a hint—was this really the senior leader? After finishing the call, Gao Huang gently pushed his arm and asked, "Li, are you really the senior leader?" He looked at Gao Huang with a look of uncertainty. "What do you think?" Gao Huang didn't answer, just smiled. "I don't think so," Sun Peng said. "You've only just arrived, and I haven't seen you leading a team. You're a technical engineer—did I misunderstand?" Sun Peng stared at Gao Huang for a long time without responding. Gao Huang smiled and said nothing. At that moment, Dr. Martin asked a question. Both Gao Liang and Sun Peng answered the question, but Sun Peng noticed that Gao Liang’s answer needed much more refinement—hence the distinct way Dr. Martin looked at Gao Liang! Gao Liang truly stood out; simply by that merit, he could easily be the leader in their studies, even though he was only two years older than Sun Peng. Was he truly the leader? Sun Peng asked himself once again. That evening, upon returning to the student dorm, Gao Liang was working on a homework problem assigned by Dr. Martin. His phone rang again. When he answered, it was Tang Hao: “Leader, today our group of over ten of us are completely exhausted!” Tang Hao’s tone was clearly weak and drained. “It’s a pity that all of you are veterans—how come you’re so easily worn down? With your level of performance, I really don’t have much to say.” Gao Liang was working on a problem that required significant mental engagement. Upon hearing Tang Hao’s tone, he immediately felt frustrated. "Old man said it was all our fault—our staff just wasn't enough. Writing a simple record took so much effort! It seems that having good physical skills isn't enough without cultural competence!" Tang Hao finally explained the reason. Gao Liang nodded thoughtfully and said, "Since you've recognized this, why not identify and bring in some of your more culturally competent colleagues to join us?" Tang Hao enthusiastically agreed over the phone. "No matter gender, age, status, or profession—anyone with culture and talent, bring them all in. The more, the better!" Gao Liang issued his orders decisively. So Tang Hao carried out Gao Liang's instructions accordingly. Du Hu and Wang Biao went to different construction sites to scout for talent, while Tang Hao, along with the remaining security team, handled their regular duties and also took on the responsibility of welcoming visiting workers. Due to the large number of visitors, the reception room at the Mengyi Home residence was already crowded. Tang Hao and his colleagues therefore set up a spacious and well-lit portable pavilion nearby, and specially designed a large red banner outside reading: "Welcome to all migrant workers from across the region!" Additionally, Gao Liang provided an extra 100,000 yuan in funding, equipped several dedicated mobile phones, printed promotional materials and business cards, and established a migrant worker rights hotline, which operates 24 hours a day. In case of urgent legal issues requiring immediate attention, the callers can be seamlessly transferred to Gao Liang's mobile phone. Gao Liang will promptly address their inquiries. Many workers received Gao Liang's responses and were deeply impressed; they then passed on the good word from one to ten, and ten to a hundred, spreading the news rapidly. As a result, throughout the entire Jingdu construction site, people quickly became aware of Gao Liang, an outstanding young professional. Of course, Gao Liang regularly visits the migrant worker reception office at Mingyi Home every Saturday and Sunday, and as soon as he arrives, the atmosphere becomes vibrant and enthusiastic. Gao Liang truly stands out as a distinguished figure—more handsome and graceful than film and television stars—combined with a genuine, consistent heart that always puts migrant workers first. Such a talent is always well-received wherever he goes. This time, when Gao Liang appeared, Jinko Television also dispatched reporters to conduct special on-site interviews at both the construction site and sales office of Mingyi Home. That evening, the popular program "Hot Topics Interview" aired a dedicated special feature titled "A Trusted Advocate for Workers' Rights and a Guardian of Fairness and Justice." As a result, Gao Liang's name quickly became well-known among many people. Under strong public demand, the "Jinko Migrant Worker Rights Protection Association" was established and officially registered with relevant state administrative departments, becoming a legally recognized hotline dedicated to safeguarding migrant workers' rights. Having attracted significant attention and strong support from official authorities, the civil affairs department also dispatched a special investigation team to conduct research, providing substantial policy convenience and valuable guidance. As a result, the Keijō Migrant Workers' Rights Association has continuously grown and flourished, expanding from its initial base of several hundred members to several thousand, with new members joining every day. Of course, running such organizations requires substantial human, material, and financial resources, and thus a reliable funding source is essential. As one of the founders, Gao Liang has generously contributed his own several tens of thousands of yuan, believing that being able to make tangible, real impacts for his migrant worker friends is truly a source of great joy. His team members have also stepped up their support. Tang Hao, Du Hu, Wang Biao, and their fellow security staff—known for their strong camaraderie—have each made meaningful contributions, though modest in amount, all following Gao Liang in backing this initiative that benefits the migrant worker community. Two capable individuals have finally been found. One was identified by Du Hu, named He Qiang. He attended university for one year before dropping out due to financial hardship and came to Beijing to work. The other was found by Wang Biao, named Yang Long. He graduated from high school and enrolled in university, but had to discontinue his studies due to financial difficulties. Every Friday after school, it's the busiest time. Students' activities are diverse—some are pulling each other to shop outside, others are directly inviting girls to have dinner, some are discussing going to the university cinema to watch a romantic film together, and others are borrowing a particularly excellent novel from classmates... University life is never lonely. Gao Liang, who studied for four years at the Coastal City University of Science and Technology, fully understands this. When Sun Peng came out of the teaching building just now, Gao Liang greeted him and saw him off. Knowing that Sun Peng had recently taken up a well-paid tutoring job, Gao Liang smiled at him. Sun Peng mentioned that he would be staying at a student's home that night and wouldn't be returning, so he needed Gao Liang to help hang up the clothes on the balcony in his dorm. Gao Liang nodded, and Sun Peng then happily left the campus. At that moment, the highlighted Zhi Duo Xing smartphone rang. Henguang picked up the receiver—it was Tang Hao calling. Over the phone, Tang Hao explained that he was facing difficulties, as many visiting migrant workers had voiced the same concern and suggestion: the Mengyi Home community was located near the rural-urban fringe, making its geographical position somewhat remote and hard to reach. Transportation was also not very convenient—there was only one bus route from the city's railway station and one from the main bus terminal, and after arriving, visitors still needed to walk for about ten to fifteen minutes to reach the migrant workers' reception office. They strongly recommended relocating the office to a more accessible location within the city center, so that visitors would find it easier to reach and visit. Henguang didn’t respond immediately—he simply paused, then said, "Call my team members over for the evening meeting. Make sure they dress nicely—don’t let me down." Tang Hao on the other end nodded enthusiastically, agreeing wholeheartedly. After taking the phone call, Gao Liang pondered: How could this be solved? This is a public-good initiative with no funding source. Even if it aims to alleviate the concerns of migrant workers, in this bustling city where every expense counts, without funds, nothing would come to fruition—no matter how sound the ideas, plans, or projects may be. With funding, all would remain mere talk. At that moment, the beautiful girl pulled High-light's hand and addressed a young man holding flowers just ten paces away: "Please stop pursuing me—I already have a boyfriend!" After speaking, the young man hesitated, but still held the flowers high and moved forward. Then, the beautiful girl tightened her grip on High-light's hand and stepped closer to him. As she drew nearer, she adopted a warm, intimate tone and shouted at the young man: "Stop bothering me! It's really annoying! This is my boyfriend—didn't you see?" The force of her words was undeniable; the young man's face turned pale, his steps froze, and his flowers fell to the ground, scattering into delicate petals. High-light remained puzzled, while the young man sighed in resignation and awkwardly walked away, unwillingly.