Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby! Chapter 215 - 214: The Birth of a Ten-Thousand-Yuan Househol

Color TV Factory, Finance Departnt.

The section chief, Old Qian, wore reading glasses, his hands shaking like leaves in the autumn wind.

In front of him was a thick stack of "reunion dollars," brand new and carrying the fragrance of ink.

He counted three tis, each ti his heart pounding.

Ten thousand yuan.

He carefully wrapped the stack of money in a large piece of kraft paper, forming a neat square package.

"Lin... Advisor Lin, please check it." Old Qian’s voice was almost unrecognizable.

Lin Wan Yi looked calm. "No need, I trust you."

She reached out her hand, ready to take it.

A large, well-defined hand got there first, taking the heavy package.

Gu Yanshen said nothing, just held the paper package steadily, guarding it in front of him.

The finance departnt door was half-closed, and several heads were peeking in through the gap.

"Oh my... it’s really ten thousand yuan..."

"I’ve never seen so much money in my life!"

"The thickness must be my salary for twenty years, right?"

A young worker pinched himself, wincing in pain. "Not a dream! Our factory has a ten-thousand-yuan household!"

The discussions were barely audible, yet filled with imnse amazent.

Inside the Jeep.

Gu Yanshen drove, occasionally glancing at his wife’s calm profile in the rearview mirror.

Beside him was the kraft paper package.

If it were any other woman, receiving such a windfall, she’d probably be ecstatic by now.

But she acted like nothing had happened.

Gu Yanshen asked, "Have you thought about how to spend it?"

Lin Wan Yi watched the street scene swiftly retreating outside. "Let’s go to the departnt store."

Gu Yanshen turned the steering wheel.

He thought, finally, she should buy sothing for herself.

A new dress, or the skincare cream city won liked.

Departnt store.

The crowd was bustling.

Gu Yanshen, protecting Lin Wan Yi, headed straight to the second floor.

The counters selling clothes and costics were there.

But Lin Wan Yi stopped him.

"Let’s go over there."

She pointed to the innermost corner of the first floor—the food section.

Gu Yanshen was montarily puzzled.

Lin Wan Yi had clear objectives, heading directly to a counter filled with jars and cans.

The salesperson barely looked up at her.

Lin Wan Yi pointed to a beautifully packaged tin can on the highest shelf.

"Comrade, how much for that milk powder?"

The salesperson glanced in the direction she pointed, smirking.

"That’s imported stuff; it’s quite expensive! Most people can’t afford it."

"How much is it?"

"Twenty yuan per can, plus foreign exchange certificates," the salesperson said with a hint of pride.

On hearing the price, people around clicked their tongues, shaking their heads as they walked away.

Lin Wan Yi didn’t flinch.

"I’ll take ten cans."

The salesperson’s expression froze. "H-How many?"

"Ten cans." Lin Wan Yi repeated, then took out a stack of foreign exchange certificates from her purse.

They were specially approved by Director He for her later.

With a sudden change in attitude, the salesperson’s face lit up with a smile.

"Oh my! Please wait, I’ll get them for you right away!"

Gu Yanshen watched as the ten cans of milk powder were carefully packed, a certain softness filling his heart.

He carried the heavy milk powder, thinking the shopping would end there.

Yet Lin Wan Yi pulled him along to the hardware section.

The counters there were quiet and empty.

Lin Wan Yi stopped in front of a glass cabinet.

Inside lay a black instrunt with a precision dial.

"Comrade, take out that voltter so I can see it."

The salesperson was an old master who beca lively upon seeing soone who knew about these things.

"Sister, you’ve got a good eye. This is a high-precision item from East Germany! But it’s pricey, at one hundred twenty yuan."

Gu Yanshen couldn’t understand why Lin Wan Yi wanted it.

Why buy this?

Lin Wan Yi didn’t care about the price and examined the instrunt’s interface and dial closely.

"I’ll take this one."

She paid and wrapped it up.

As they left the departnt store, Gu Yanshen finally couldn’t resist asking.

"Why buy this?"

Lin Wan Yi handed him the neat box.

"For Director Jiang Zhou."

Gu Yanshen was stunned.

"He just took over; the factory’s resources are thin, and many testing instrunts are outdated. To do a good job, one must first sharpen their tools," Lin Wan Yi said lightly.

Gu Yanshen held the box, suddenly feeling it heavier than the ten cans of milk powder.

He looked at his young wife.

Her mind was full of thoughts about children, friends, and the future of a factory.

As for herself, it seed she gave it little thought.

At the gate of Beijing University.

Gu Yanshen stopped the car.

"Call if you need anything."

"Okay."

Lin Wan Yi opened the car door and just stepped into the campus, making only a few steps.

"Look! It’s Classmate Lin!"

"Lin Wan Yi is back!"

An exclamation rang out, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

A short distance away, several students holding books suddenly looked up.

In the next second, as if they had spotted a savior, they dropped their books and rushed at Lin Wan Yi.

"Classmate Lin! Finally, you’re back!"

Leading the group was a bespectacled guy, an Agricultural College student leader, panting for breath.

Lin Wan Yi felt a little bewildered by this scene.

"What happened?"

The student leader, supporting his knees, breathed heavily.

"Nothing happened! It’s... it’s good news! Kind of..." he stamred.

"Classmate Lin, during your leave, you put us through the wringer!" Another girl chid in, her tone full of ’accusation.’

Lin Wan Yi was even more puzzled.

The student leader finally caught his breath, pointing toward the direction of the bulletin board.

"The experint report you handed in last ti, Dean Li... he... he made fifty copies!"

"Right now, it’s posted on our college’s bulletin board!"

"The dean said from now on, all experint reports must et your standard! Format, data analysis, conclusion deduction; if there’s anything that doesn’t comply with ’Lin Wan Yi’s standards,’ it must be rewritten!"

The student leader spoke, showing a painful expression.

"Over the past half month, just revising report formats has driven us nearly insane!"

Lin Wan Yi listened, sowhat amused.

She hadn’t anticipated that the report she wrote casually would beco the ’industry standard.’

"Classmate Lin, but that’s not the worst of it!"

The student leader suddenly grabbed Lin Wan Yi’s arm, like he was clutching the last straw.

His voice dropped, tinged with mystery and urgency.

"The real issue is Dean Li!"

"He’s been asking everyone if Lin Wan Yi has returned and whether her new assignnt has been submitted!"

Lin Wan Yi was taken aback: "New assignnt?"

"Exactly!" The student leader slapped his leg impatiently, "It’s the topic you applied for before! Dean Li said your experintal data isn’t out yet; his follow-up major research project can’t proceed!"

"He’s camping by his office door every day, asking us when he sees us!"

"Classmate Lin, please, go submit your assignnt!"

"The whole faculty and student body are waiting for your assignnt to save us!"

The student leader said, pointing toward the distant direction of the teaching building.

In the twilight, a familiar figure was pacing on the open ground in front of the building, occasionally glancing towards the school gate.

That anxious silhouette—who else could it be but Dean Li of the Agricultural College, steadfast as Mount Tai?