Want to spend money, really urgent.
Jiang Nian was truly speechless, bumped into the shrimp-head girl when he went out.
Encountering a dumbass receptionist was one thing, but finally catching a job-hopping female coach, and she turns out to be a blockhead who jumps at the slightest poke.
An apology? Is that all you can do?
With your level of service, you'd be wrapped in gauze in Japan! Service first, how about you try selling a mbership! Frustrated, shaking, and cold, spending money still requires my initiative!
Zhao Qiuxue was stunned, subconsciously uttered a word.
"Huh?"
.....
The irritable Jiang Nian was finally no longer irritable, as Xu Qianqian opened the security door and entered the house, looking curious, she turned around and asked.
"Why are you so happy tonight?"
"Oh, found so money."
"Crazy."
With a bang, the door closed.
Xu Qianqian's foot injury had healed quite a bit, she could apply dicine on her own. A little less strength when massaging wouldn't matter, it would heal in a day or two anyway.
Old Xu called, off on another business trip.
Xu Qianqian calmly hung up the phone and walked into the empty house. After washing up, she sat in the living room in her thin pajamas, humming a song while applying dicine.
As she applied, tears started to fall.
At the street food stall on Education Road.
Song Xiyun just finished evening self-study and reunited with her mom, Zhao Qiuxue, having a rare late-night snack. She had originally planned to scrimp and save in the future.
Since her mom lost her job, she needed to take on the family responsibility too.
However.....
"Yunyun, mom made a first-day sales transaction at my new job, impressive, right?"
"Huh?" Song Xiyun was stunned, with a dumbfounded sweating face, "Didn't you just quit today? How is it your first day on a new job?"
"I switched jobs." Zhao Qiuxue stuck her tongue out, boasting, "Mom's old clients, brought them along."
"Co on, your performance is zero."
Zhao Qiuxue: "Feeling wronged..."
Song Xiyun slapped her forehead, "Mom, just tell the truth, let help you out a bit."
"I'm an adult, what reference do I need from a child like you?" Zhao Qiuxue wanted to reclaim a mother's dignity, but it was of no use.
Seeing her daughter still staring at her, Zhao Qiuxue had to spill everything that happened tonight.
"Isn't that handso boy strange? He not only got a mbership for 998 but also bought thirty lessons at a hundred each. It adds up to a total of four thousand, so expensive....."
Listening to her mom's endless chatter, Song Xiyun felt her vision darken.
"Mom, what's the na of the person who bought the deal from you?"
"Oh, you're asking about that handso boy... Jiang Nian~~~~ I heard he's a senior in high school. I advised him not to buy lessons, said he wouldn't have ti, but he insisted."
The combination of those two words made Song Xiyun, already hunched over, completely collapse.
"How could it be him!"
"Yunyun, you know that handso boy?" Zhao Qiuxue asked curiously.
"No, don't know him!" Song Xiyun replied in shock, recalling how she jokingly called out "dad" earlier, ant to lighten the mood, but now it ca back like a boorang.
She decided that she'd find a chance to ask about it tomorrow.
At the sa ti.
Jiang Nian was busy happily checking his bank balance over and over, although he wasn't sure how, but Zhou Haifei gave up her intention in the morning.
Perhaps due to so misalignnt, the Zhou Haifei from twenty years later isn't the sa as the one now, as people's thoughts change.
As for the gym, he wasn't going at all, not even a little.
When it ca to reselling second-hand, he hadn't considered it yet. Who knows how the system judges these things; as soon as the money arrives, selling it might cause the system to deduct it again.
In any case, exchanging four thousand for twenty thousand was a big profit.
Now there were twenty-three thousand in his account; just a week ago, he was a poor senior student with only three hundred yuan to his na, now suddenly wealthy.
The inflated Jiang Nian tossed and turned, unable to sleep, got up in the middle of the night for water, and found his parents in the living room, chatting in hushed tones while keeping the light on, noting things in a notebook.
Li Hongi looked worried, whispering sothing to Old Jiang. Jiang Nian, upon leaving his room, curiously asked a question but was snapped back by Mom.
"Shoo shoo, why should a kid like you ddle so much, go to sleep, you'll have school tomorrow."
"Alright then." Jiang Nian obediently complied.
The system task hadn't refreshed yet, so after returning to his room, he glanced a few tis before falling asleep.
The following day.
"How's your foot?" Jiang Nian, as usual, brought breakfast for Xu Qianqian and cast a dubious glance at her, "Hey, why are your eyes red?"
Xu Qianqian, cleaned up and sitting in the living room waiting for him, turned her head a bit awkwardly when she heard this.
She didn't dare say that applying dicine alone at ho yesterday made her think of her mom, and she couldn't hold back the tears. Returning to the room, she cried a whole night, soaking the pillow.
"Just... didn't sleep well."
"Oh oh, haven't applied the dicine yet, right? Let help." Jiang Nian squatted down to find the herbal wine, "Where did you put the dicine you applied yesterday, you didn't throw it away, right?"
"I can apply it myself." Xu Qianqian touched around her ankle, pressing it slightly, "It's almost healed, I feel like I don't need the dicine anymore."
Jiang Nian paid no attention to her, seizing her foot and drawing it over.
Her calf was fair and proportioned, cool to the touch, with a tight calf outlining a graceful curve. The tender sole flashed by, and her five toes curled up.
"I said I don't need it...." she muttered.
"We're going to be late; you think I enjoy this?" Jiang Nian lightly poked her sole, and Xu Qianqian imdiately let out a sound, her toes curling up even more.
"Ah~~" Jiang Nian mimicked.
Xu Qianqian's face flushed instantly, "Die, Jiang Nian!"
.....
Walking on the road, Xu Qianqian's face was still slightly red, the warmth lingering on her ankle.
It wasn't until she started climbing the teaching building stairs that she rembered.
"Are you confident about English?"
There was a big crowd on the stairs, mostly rushing to class at the last minute, Jiang Nian only had ti to say one thing over his shoulder.
"Should be."
Ring ring ring!!!
With the class bell ringing, there was an uproar below as if zombies were swarming. The bottom of the teaching building suddenly looked apocalyptic as students frantically ran about.
Xu Qianqian opened her mouth to say sothing, but in the end, got swept away by the crowd.
The first lesson was Math, Jiang Nian supported his head listening. His eyelids drooped, feeling a bit sleepy, all thanks to last night's excitent over the twenty thousand in his account.
That delicate woman even added him on WeChat, Jiang Nian felt it was unnecessary.
Yawn~~ sleepy.
For senior students, an eight AM start with two Math classes in a row was pure torture.
Finally enduring till the third English class. The English teacher arrived late, holding a stack of answer sheets but showing no sign of a smile.
The class wasn't afraid of the English teacher, so the reaction wasn't much, but they respectfully quieted down greatly.
"This exam... ahem." The English teacher, a thirty-year-old lady, wore different clothes every day, and the bag on the podium cost over ten thousand.
"Very bad, only three people scored above one hundred and thirty!"
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