sir, let's get a divorce

Chapter 19 There is no one thousand, I choose five hundred

"It's okay, don't be nervous, this call is just on my own behalf." Xu Changwei's gentle voice greatly comforted Wen Yan.

She breathed a sigh of relief: "What's the matter with you?"

"I accidentally saw the Chinese test paper for you to apply for the correspondence class today..." Xu Changwei explained his purpose with a smile: "I saw a quote in it, is it from "A Noble House"?"

Wen Yan hummed: "If you're talking about the composition part, then it probably is..."

"Although many translations are often similar, I have never seen this version of yours, and it is more in line with the romance of Chinese people than the many versions I have seen before..."

Xu Changwei asked in a gentle voice: "Can you tell me where you saw it?"

"Yes……"

Wen Yan was silent for a while: "I translated it myself."

She pursed her lips slightly: "At that time, I was a little emotional, and I happened to think of the plot in "A Noble House", and felt that it was somewhat corresponding to the meaning of the title, so I used my own understanding of the original part..."

Xu Changwei seemed a little surprised, and didn't speak for a while.

"I haven't read other translations much..." Wen Yan hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "Plus, there were more English translations of this book before, and I don't know English."

"You don't understand English?" Xu Changwei asked in a little surprise.

Wen Yan hummed, and said frankly: "I have never been to a formal school, nor have I learned English..."

"But I see that you are applying for an English major. Although it is a correspondence course, there are still some requirements for English scores. If you can pass the line, you don't have to understand anything." Xu Changwei stated the facts.

Wen Yan said honestly: "Before the exam, I huddled my feet and won a few questions. It's just luck."

"You're quite modest, girl..." Xu Changwei laughed loudly, and then said, "Do you have time recently? The school is going to be on winter vacation soon, and now it's time for their exams. If you want, you might as well Come and help me."

"Help, help?" Wen Yan couldn't think of anything she could do to help him.

and……

Who is he?
"I happen to have some manuscripts here that need to be translated. Come here and practice your hands, and you can earn some pocket money by the way."

Xu Changwei said: "If there are no accidents, I will probably teach English in your correspondence class this year. If you want, I will also teach in the Russian department. I can get you a class certificate... "

It turned out to be the future teacher.

I heard that you can work for the boss when you are a student. You can get a signature and earn some extra money at the same time, but it seems that liberal arts majors can't earn much...

She didn't expect this to happen to her, it really shouldn't be.

"I'm afraid I can't..." Although Wen Yan was moved, he still planned to decline.

Xu Changwei asked: "You don't want to do it?"

"Of course not!" Wen Yan would not want to leave an impression that she doesn't want to make progress, she said: "I'm worried that I will make a mess, and I will be typed out at that time." This is a bit playful.

Xu Changwei smiled: "That's why I'm willing. I don't have class tomorrow. I'll see you the day after tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to recall that Wen Yan was probably not familiar with Capital University, so he said, "Call me when you come over, and I'll pick you up, or you can inquire about the next teaching building. I'm usually on the first floor."

Wen Yan hesitated for a few seconds, but finally agreed.

"Okay, Teacher Xu."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan couldn't help thinking.

She will definitely not be able to do the business of roadside stalls, her body can hardly bear it...

Sister Li is probably more willing to directly pay 2000 yuan to buy out the technology, even if she needs to take some risks, but after all, how hot her business is these days is really seen in her eyes.

All you need is a little bit of courage, and you won't miss the opportunity...

Even as long as you are careful, take the raw materials she left behind and go to various markets to find out.

As long as you can buy pressed cold noodles, making grilled cold noodles is not a technical job.

Wen Yan always thought that for cooking, one only needs to have hands.

It's good to be a translator, but before you have a degree, you can only do some scattered private work...

Freelance work is the same no matter what time it is, with free time and free income.

When you earn a lot, everyone is happy.

When earning little or no profit, I don’t even have the ability to resist risks...

It might be better to have some savings.

As in her current life, she had planned it long ago and saved some savings in advance...

If it was like in the previous life, with no money at hand, I was afraid that I could only think about everything.

How difficult it is to make money, even if there are many opportunities in front of you, ordinary people have no money to turn around, and they can't get a white wolf!
Come back to life again, whether you say she is a philistine, or the reality... Anyway, nowadays, nothing can make her feel more important than money.

Want to say "I don't care about money" "Money is just a number to me"... You have to wait until there are assets in the account that can't be squandered in a lifetime.

Therefore, to do business, you must have a stable job.

You can't put all your eggs in one basket.

There is never too much reason to make money.

Sister Li's phone call came that night.

Wen Yan was about to take a rest.

"Yan, I discussed what you said today with my natal brother, and he is willing to do it. You see, why don't we meet tomorrow morning to sort things out and settle things down completely? ?” Sister Li couldn’t hide her joy in her voice.

Probably, tonight, many people came to inquire about it, wanting to buy some grilled cold noodles.

I don't know how uncomfortable it will be for Sister Li to see the scene where the guest is like a cloud, but because she can't operate it, and can't reach a deal.

Wen Yan thought with some evil humor, and quickly agreed: "Then I'll go over to have breakfast tomorrow morning..."

"Hey, you can come early! We have a Xiaolongbao shop here, the taste is delicious! Usually it is only open for two hours, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the morning, and you can't buy it later. Come earlier, sister please You eat their house!" Sister Li said quickly.

Wen Yan smiled lightly, and said yes as a response: "Then contact me tomorrow morning."

The weather was really not good the next day, it was very foggy early in the morning.

When we went out, there were already raindrops, and the drizzle was continuous, and it was not painful but itchy when it fell on people.

Wen Yan waited until he got on the bus before dialing the phone.

Sister Li quickly connected, and the voice passed through the night, and she still couldn't hide her excitement: "Yan, are you here yet?"

"Just got on the bus, it will arrive in about 10 minutes."

"Hey! That's great!" Sister Li said excitedly, "I'll go get you some steamed buns!"

It seems that she really just hoped that she could taste that Xiaolongbao...

Wen Yan smiled, and just hummed lightly on the phone.

When they arrived at the place, Sister Li enthusiastically dragged her to eat steamed stuffed buns.

I have to say, this bun is really delicious.

No matter how many steamed stuffed bun shops open in the surrounding area, they will definitely be sold out... No wonder they only open for two hours a day, and they can still make a lot of money, without worrying about losing customers.

People have this confidence.

"Does it taste good?" Sister Li asked actively from the side, as if she was not here to discuss business with her today, but to sell steamed buns.

Wen Yan couldn't laugh or cry, and asked the boss for two more baskets to take away, and then followed Sister Li back to the fruit stand, where her natal brother was already waiting.

"I don't agree with what my sister said. It's too expensive to buy out two thousand. If it's one thousand, I can still consider it." Upon seeing her, Sister Li's natal brother couldn't wait to speak out.

Wen Yan turned his head and glanced at the person with a strange expression, as if he was thinking about the possibility of the two of them making a bad face and trying to trick her into lowering the price.

She smiled: "That's nothing to talk about."

It doesn't seem to care whether this thing can be sold.

"Shut up!" Sister Li scolded her younger brother, staring at him fiercely, then laughed again, and said to Wen Yan, "Yan, don't listen to him, two thousand is two thousand! Let's make a note, and I will go to the bank with you to transfer the money."

In 02, 2000 yuan was not a lot of money, but it was a lot.

"What two thousand, what if I lose money? You still think it's because my brother-in-law didn't give our family enough eyes... 1000 yuan, success or failure,"

His voice froze a bit, as if he was choking for breath: "If it doesn't work, I will choose a day to pay you 500 yuan!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't stop muttering: "Isn't it just working for nothing? It's not like working less..."

"You prodigal bastard!" Sister Li wanted to scold her younger brother a few words, but she still thought of something, so she didn't say it out of her mouth.

Sister Li, who remained silent all the time, was gentle, with well-combed hair, and her clothes were so square that not even a crease could be seen, she said like a good-natured husband: "He has an idea, so you can listen to him, so you don't have to worry about it." In the end, those who pay money and work hard, still can't get anything good, just complain and make a fuss."

He said: "Besides, I think it's good to pay 500 a day. We don't have to take risks. The cost is all out of the wind. The strong ones just need to learn the skills. Get up early and go out to work at night. It's a free job, but Didn’t you say that yourself? If you can earn more than 500 yuan a day, then there is still more left over!”

Sister Li's husband seemed to think that it was not good to say such words in front of Wen Yan, so he smiled at them a little cautiously and awkwardly, and then began to persuade his wife: "Look at those who run out for rent, they are all Is that so? How many people bought their own cars and drove around? Aren’t they all working for taxi companies or individuals?”

He said: "Oil money is paid by the car owner. You only need to pay the car owner [-] yuan a day, and the rest is yours to run as much as you can. Isn't this the same reason? We don't have to worry about it. Risk, he himself is also willing, isn't it the best of both worlds..."

"Nonsense! Which taxi did you say that!" Sister Li scolded her husband angrily, but her attitude relaxed accordingly.

She looked at her younger brother: "You have to think about it! This is not a day or two for nothing. If it rains on a cloudy day and you can't earn the 500 yuan, you have to subsidize it yourself! Let alone this stuff It may not be possible to keep selling like this forever!"

In front of Wen Yan, she couldn't help hesitating what she said. She really didn't expect that yesterday she had clearly discussed it, but now not only her husband changed his tune, but her younger brother also disturbed her...

Ugh!
She sighed, a bit helpless: "Your sister, I have been selling fruit here for seven or eight years! I have met you many times since I first opened the self-employed in the [-]s. Selling this food, that food...not many of them last long!"

Who would eat the same thing all the time without getting tired of it?
What a good thing, if you get tired of eating it, it won't taste good!

"Sister, just listen to my brother-in-law and me!" Sister Li's natal brother became more determined, looked at Wen Yan and said, "I'll give you half a year's part-time job and pay you 500 yuan a day. If it’s not enough, I’ll make up for it myself! But you have to pay me enough for raw materials and the cost…”

He said: "If you think it's OK, let's sign a paper!"

Documentation is an old saying in the folks. Most of the buyers and sellers pull a piece of paper and write each other's requirements on it... If it is more formal, there may be a middleman.

Wen Yan was not obsessed with making a serious contract, so he wrote down some requirements clearly according to the way of folk documents, and asked Sister Li's natal brother to sign and press their fingerprints.

Li Li...

How do you remember that Sister Li's husband called people "strong son" just now?

Li Li now?

Wen Yan glanced at the name on the receipt and the number on the ID card, and found that this person was actually one year younger than her.

She glanced at Sister Li again...

Sister Li's oldest child is eighteen.

There is too much age difference between the two siblings.

There was nothing wrong with checking her identity documents, and she didn't have any gossip. After collecting the receipts, she didn't delay much. She took the snack cart and ingredients to Sister Li's rental house nearby, and taught Li Li over and over again. Make cold noodles.

"In addition to grilled sausages and eggs, you can also add some tenderloin, bone-meat joints, and crab sticks." Wen Yan said.

Li Li was stunned: "Can you add these old things?"

"of course."

Thinking that there will be spicy strips in later generations... Wen Yan even smiled and shook his head: "As long as you dare to think and do it, you can add stinky tofu!"

"That stuff is not good, I feel nauseated when I smell it..." Li Li looked disgusted, but he couldn't help thinking about the possibility of this combination in his heart.

(End of this chapter)