After Rebirth, I will No Longer Help Him Who is Ungrateful

When I was about to leave the dormitory, another roommate, Kyle Lynch, spoke up.

As a second-generation rich, he was preparing to inherit the family business.

"Shawn, it's not difficult to revise a resume for internal referral. If you want to help, just help. If you don't want to, it's fine. But there's no need to be so ambiguous.

"You've ruined the atmosphere in the dormitory. You've just landed a job in a big company, There's no need to act superior."

I was stunned for a moment.

Am I being ambiguous? Am I acting superior?

Is this rich second-generation out of his mind?

Clearly, the one who spoke sarcastically and ambiguously is Zion.

I glanced at Zion and finally understood the reason.

He looked so miserable, as if I had bullied him.

I had to say that Zion dressed up too well.

In fact, Zion's family background was not good.

His elder brother and sister did not go to school and started working early, only to support him to study.

He did not feel inferior because of his poor family conditions, but rather proud of it.

From time to time, he would act pitifully in the dormitory, and then accept others' concessions with a calm and justified look in their sympathetic eyes.

Because we were fellow villagers, over time, our relationship in the dormitory became the best.

He always used my things and took advantage of me under the banner of being my brother.

From using my shower gel and shampoo to treating others to dinner and having me foot the bill, he did it all.

I thought that a sincere friendship was more valuable than money.

In addition, the help I gave him was within my own capabilities.

So, I didn't argue with him.

But unexpectedly, I got myself into trouble because of my generosity.

"I'm just discussing the matter. Are you his spokesperson or something?"

Kyle said angrily, "I just can't stand the way you speak. I want you to apologize to Zion."

Due to the education in his original family, Kyle always had a kind of inexplicable heroism.

In the past, he had conflicts with other dormitory mates because of Zion.

But in reality, their relationship wasn't that good.

"Kyle, don't blame me for not reminding you. Zion hasn't said anything yet, and you're rushing me to apologize to him. Aren't you afraid of being used as a scapegoat?

"Also, since you dislike my words so much, why don't you help him? You're so capable, you can help him improve his resume and recommend him internally. After all, you've said that you're not short of money and you'll go back to your family's company after graduation. It's just right to arrange something for Zion."

I knew that although Kyle had the ability to help Zion, he definitely wouldn't help him.

Because Zion's abilities were clearly inferior.

Almost all of his projects were done by me.

When I said this, Kyle fell silent.

But Zion took it seriously.

He immediately put on a pitiful look and said, "Kyle, can you help me? Now, the only one who can help me in the dormitory is you. Don't worry, I don't need a high salary..."

Well, he had a good hope.

Even before anything had happened, he was already thinking about the salary.

Kyle's family's company was one of the Fortune 500, and the benefits were very good.

Top students from prestigious schools were eager to get in, and even the interview process had several rounds.

Even Kyle himself only had the qualification to enter because of his connections.

Our school was not even a prestigious one.

Zion would be eliminated in the initial screening process of resumes.

Seeing that Zion was bothering Kyle, I took the opportunity to leave the dormitory.