Chen Xia

Chapter 66 Entrepreneurship
Watching Ye Mian leave, Jiang Chen returned to the car, and just as he closed the door, he suddenly received a call.

He glanced at the incoming call screen and saw an unfamiliar number. He picked up the call and the other party reported an address. He hung up the phone gently.

The car started, left Wenda, and walked to the suburbs.

After arriving at the cremation ground, he stopped the car, closed his eyes and rubbed his tired brow bones, placing a dozen dollars in his hand.

Looking out of the car window, the crematorium in Wencheng is set in a deserted place, red and yellow stand out from the forest, and the gorgeous sunset outlines the unique autumn scene of Linling.

It's a pity that people who come here are never in the mood to stop and appreciate.

The silence was a little too much.

After resting for a while, Jiang Chen opened his eyes, took the dozen dollars, got up, got out of the car and walked to the crematorium.

The fireman who received him had already obtained the death certificate from the police, and after he signed it, he was directed to the observation hall in front of the fire.

Jiang Chen just watched the body being pushed into the furnace indifferently, without any emotion on his face.

The stoker workers standing nearby were surprised. Generally, most of the family members who come here are quite pitiful. Even if they don't cry till they fall asleep, they still look bitter.

How can you be so unconcerned?

Say you don't care, it's quite generous to pay, and even choose the best urn.

After a while, the worker couldn't help but ask:

"This gentleman is your father?"

They have been working here for too long, and they have some taboos in their hearts, but they are not many. They have long been numb when facing the dead.

It's straightforward to ask.

Jiang Chen smiled lightly, "Yes, yes."

The fireman was silent for a few seconds, and said in a very official way: "My condolences."

Jiang Chen just laughed and didn't respond to these words.

There is no emotion at all.

Maybe when I was young, there were countless days and nights when I didn’t even have a good skin left, I knelt down, ate garbage, grabbed dog food, and the pain was so painful that I couldn’t sleep.

I almost couldn't survive several times.

Hatred has long since turned into numbness.

It was also when he was young that he knew that hatred is useless, and it can't compare to the value of a bowl of rice.

After looking at it for a while, he went back to the car and took out another bag of money, and handed it to the boiler worker when he went out to smoke, his eyes were dark.

After a long time, he said softly, "I'm sorry to bother you, I have something to do."

The money he gave me was enough, and it was all for hard work.

The boiler worker immediately understood what he meant, and let him go first after accepting the money.

Turning his head, he felt pity for the person lying in the boiler.

He sighed and threw the money into the drawer.

In his eyes, Jiang Chen's son was very unfilial.

No matter how much money you give, if you don’t pick up your father’s ashes, can you still be considered a human being?
The desolate wind ruthlessly sweeps through the mountains and forests.

Before leaving, Jiang Chen took one last look at the crematorium behind him.

He looked away and lowered his eyelashes.

He actually found it funny.

He did smile, too.

He felt that what others said was right, he was indeed very cold-blooded.

The person who tortured him for so long died so easily.

It will only make his pain seem worthless.

The weather in November, the sky is so cloudy that it is almost overwhelming.

After Ye Mian returned to the dormitory, she threw the box Jiang Chen gave her on the bed.

Open the windows and let the wind blow into the room to try to dissipate the stale air.

Blow and blow.

All the tears that I finally wiped away fell again.

Uncontrollably, it slid to the chin and hit the palm of the hand again.

She reached out and wiped it off gently with her finger.

But the more you rub it, the more it falls.

She simply stopped wiping and turned on the computer to draw silently.

When tears blurred my vision, I wiped them away and continued painting, which didn't stop until midnight.

For two whole months, she didn't go out. Except for going to class, she hid in the dormitory and drew manuscripts.

While numbing her nerves, she thought:

Sadness is not a reason for a person to be decadent.

Once again, every minute and every second should be cherished.

Standing in front of Jiang Chen with more confidence for himself and for the future.

Yes.

She didn't give up.

She still likes Jiang Chen, even though she was rejected, she still likes him very much.

……

We-media companies have always been generous, and they paid half of her remuneration just for the initial payment.

She also discovered that she had some talent in painting.

But Ye Mian knew very well that talent was not as good as professionalism after all.

This time, she was just lucky enough to be chosen.

It is almost impossible to make money from drawings for a long time.

So while painting, Ye Mian began to pay attention to the dynamics of emerging industries.

If she remembered correctly.

China is now in a period of alternation between old and new media.

Soon, the live broadcasting industry will rise, and beauties and handsome guys of various styles will begin to explore the path of live broadcasting. Those who stand on this trend will reap the biggest dividends.

Therefore, if she wanted to stand out, she urgently needed her first capital.

The royalties received were just over [-] yuan.

She carefully calculated the money she had saved in the past two years.

Well, together, it is too much for college students, but it is not enough to start a business.

After thinking about it for several nights, she decided to call Ye Haisheng.

Her family's family conditions are getting better and better. Her father works with rich people and his salary is very high. In addition, after taking the demolition money before, he only bought two houses and rented one house. The remaining savings It should be a lot.

On the phone, she told her father about her aspirations in detail, saying that college students are now encouraged to start businesses, so she wants 10 yuan and wants to start a business.

Ye Haisheng listened for a long time, and finally gave her the money.

Ye Mian looked at the message that 10 yuan had arrived, but felt sore in her heart.

The money is easy to get.

Not because of how good her plan was.

It's because her father feels deeply guilty about her.

Even in terms of money, as long as she used it for the right way, Ye Haisheng would take it without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, it’s already mid-January.

The final drawing was delivered to the email of the self-media company, and Ye Mian could finally stop for a while.

After Qin Feifei and Wang Xiang learned about it, they immediately organized her to have dinner together.

address……

It was chosen at the Thai restaurant that she and Jiang Chen had been to that day.

Walking into the restaurant, the proprietress greeted them warmly.

Looking at the familiar decorations and the rose in the sun room, Ye Mian's heart trembled and she quickly looked away.

It's been two months, and she hasn't seen Jiang Chen again.

She deliberately kept herself so busy that she had no time to think about these things.

Anyway, at least in the past few years, nothing will happen to Jiang Chen.

It's been a long time since they had dinner together, Qin Feifei was very excited and pulled Ye Mian to talk a lot.

In the end, she looked at Ye Mian, and couldn't help but ask, "Mianmian...do you know... about Jiang Chen?"

Hearing this name from her friend again, Ye Mian curled her fingers, guessing that he might be much richer again, which made her classmates envious, so she smiled and shook her head, "What's wrong with him?"

Wang Xiang put her phone on the table and poured her a glass of lemonade. "He went abroad. Maybe because of what happened last time, the school applied for an exchange place abroad for him. He just left yesterday."

Qin Feifei was afraid that Ye Mian would think too much, so she added: "We only found out today."

"boom--"

Ye Mian's smile froze on her face, and the lemonade she just picked up spilled all over her body.

(End of this chapter)