good old days

Jiang Xinyu was curious about how Chen Zhengyu got involved with Jiang Baoqin.

Chen Zhengyu originally didn't want to tell him about reselling radios of unknown origin, but after she pressed him, he told the truth.

Jiang Xinyu was convinced: "You are really brave!"

If he was discovered, the school would definitely expel him and his future would be gone.

Chen Zhengyu: "Seeing the opportunity to make money right in front of me, how could I not seize it? The price of the goods is only 25, and I can make money by flipping them."

Jiang Xinyu: "Don't resell radios. It's too dangerous. Besides, Jiang Baoqin has a criminal record and has evil intentions. Don't cooperate with her either."

Chen Zhengyu responded well, but in his heart he didn't want to give up this business.

He was very defensive about Jiang Baoqin and would not let her have the chance to harm him. As long as she can't harm him, nothing will happen to him. And he felt that Jiang Baoqin was different from before.

Jiang Xinyu felt that he was unreliable, and after warning him for a while, Chen Zhengyu simply changed the subject, "I don't know where Jiang Baoqin got the news from, and maybe she is talking nonsense. She said that in the future, the house price in Pengcheng will rise to ten thousand yuan per square meter. "

Jiang Xinyu: "..."

Well, there is no need to ask Jiang Baoqin herself for confirmation, she was reborn.

"I originally thought she was talking nonsense. Nowadays, there are not many households worth ten thousand yuan. How could one square meter be sold for ten thousand yuan? But after thinking about it, I thought that such an outrageous thing might really happen. Then I thought Jiang Baoqin Something is wrong, is she possessed by something evil?…"

Jiang Xinyu: "..." Maybe she is the evil thing.

Listening to his guesses getting more and more outrageous, Jiang Xinyu stopped: "It is right to buy a house when you have money. This is correct. Selling fabrics is not as important as reselling radios. Just give up the radio."

It is estimated that the market in Yangcheng will soon be filled with second-tier dealers who wholesale clothing. If they resell fabrics, it will be fine. Radios are probably involved in smuggling and smuggling. The problem is a bit serious and must not be done.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xinyu thought about Su Qingqing.

The original owner jumped into the ice hole and was not rescued in time. She came and the original owner died. Su Qingqing, who had evil intentions, must be responsible. I just don’t know where she is now. If you see her and report her directly to the police for selling fake information and stealing stolen money, she will definitely be sentenced.

I don't know whether Jiang Baoqin's words are true or false, but what is certain is that neither of them are good people.

After Chen Yi's donation arrived, the school's computer room received a batch of new computers, and Jiang Xinyu also took a computer course this semester.

The computers of this era were different from those in her memory. They were bulky and heavy, and they were not connected to the Internet. Computer courses were not as simple as clicking a mouse to access the Internet.

She just wants to learn well in whatever she studies. Not to mention thorough research and being able to do research and development like Chen Yi, the minimum requirement is to get good grades in this subject.

I stayed in the computer room for an extra half hour to discuss the problem with the teacher, and then I went out and saw Wen Yin waiting there.

Jiang Xinyu looked around and saw that there was no one else in the corridor.

This is Saturday, after school at noon, all the students probably went out to play.

"Looking for me?"

Wen Yin nodded shyly, "Senior, let me invite you to the cafeteria for dinner."

Jiang Xinyu looked at her watch. She had to go to the Women's Federation for a meeting in an hour.

"If you have anything to do, just say it. I'll have something to do later."

Wen Yin mustered up her courage and said, "I heard that your family has opened a shop, senior sister. Can you find a job for me? I can do anything!"

Jiang Xinyu knew that she was the top scorer in the college entrance examination in the capital this year, and her college entrance examination results were quite impressive. Her overall score was as good as Chen Yi's, and she was the kind of academic who answered all the additional questions in the college entrance examination correctly. Did Xue Shen go to work at her house? She can't have it! Wouldn't that delay others?

"If you are short of money, I can take you to the Humanities Society to find an editor. You can try translating. If you are efficient, you can earn twenty or thirty yuan a month."

Including the school's subsidy, it's about 40 yuan a month.

Wen Yin bit her lower lip and shook her head, embarrassed and silent.

"You don't want to be a translator? You can be a tutor. You only have to teach for a few hours a week, and the monthly salary is very considerable."

Guo Hong now makes a lot of money a month, and several people in the dormitory have joined her as tutors.

Tutoring for college students is very popular, not to mention that Wen Yin is the top scorer in the college entrance examination. For fifteen yuan a month, there are probably people who are willing to ask her to make up lessons.

Wen Yin lowered her head in embarrassment and said: "My grandfather is paralyzed, my mother is sick, and my younger brother is in school. The subsidy in the factory where my father used to work is not enough for us to live. Our family needs money now. I want to borrow money. Senior sister, I want to find someone." A job that can advance my salary in advance.”

Jiang Xinyu finally realized why she was looking for her.

"How much do you want to borrow? I'll lend it to you first, and then you can pay me back on time every month."

Wen Yin anxiously made a three sign and said, "It costs three hundred yuan. The imported medicine my mother uses cannot be reimbursed."

She knew that Jiang Xinyu's husband donated a lot of money to the school, and she came to Jiang Xinyu because he was the richest person she knew. Senior Jiang was always kind to her, and she felt that she had great hope of borrowing money from her.

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "You come home with me first, and I'll give it to you."

"The work in my store is not suitable for you. If I lend you money, you have to promise to pay me back part of it every month. Let's do this. The three hundred yuan will be paid back in thirty installments, and you will pay me back ten yuan a month. , I will introduce you to people who need to make up classes in their second year of high school. There are not many people, and you can set the price yourself. I just don’t know if you can do it?"

Jiang Xinyu is rich, but she is not a philanthropist and will not lend money out without asking for repayment.

Even if her family is not short of money now, she still continues to work as a translator for the Humanities Society.

Wen Yin nodded vigorously, "I will teach you well."

"Senior, I also want to do the translation you just mentioned."

Jiang Xinyu nodded, "Come to me at ten o'clock tomorrow, and I will take you to test it first."

After getting three hundred yuan, Wen Yin was excited.

From the time she was sensible, she knew that her family's situation was difficult. Her father was gone, her mother was in poor health, and her grandmother was paralyzed. Although her family received money from the factory every month, it was not enough to support the family, so they had to save and save. .

Relatives are afraid of her coming to their door because it means they want to give her something to take home.

Who wants to deal with relatives who see no hope and will only hold you back?

She went to Chang Zhou's house, but his family couldn't come up with 300 yuan for her to pay off the money she owed the hospital.

She had no choice but to borrow money from Jiang Xinyu.

Seeing her eyes red and dazed, Jiang Xinyu shook the IOU handed to her.

"What are you doing in a daze? Sign it quickly."

Wen Yin sniffed, immediately signed the IOU, and dipped her fingerprints in red ink.

"Senior, I really like you."

Wen Yin whispered softly and Jiang Xinyu didn't hear clearly because there was a car engine sound outside the hospital.