Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 97

Zhuang Shufen suddenly said, “Oh, I remembered it, but you said that your brain is not good for that?”

“Yes, it’s him!”

Fang Yi immediately became happy, and Zhao Wanqiu on the side couldn’t help covering his mouth and laughing.

Zhang Chao is actually quite funny, rather dazed, in the words of later generations, he is a nasty criticism.

When I was a child, I was scammed by Fang Yi in various ways, but I didn’t learn a lesson every time. The next day, I wiped away my tears and continued to trouble Zhao Wanqiu, and then he was beaten by Fang Yi.

But that’s okay, if Zhang Chao is really the kind of deep-minded and scheming person, then Fang Yi wouldn’t worry about using him.

After collecting the money, Zhuang Shufen locked the store door, and a group of people walked out of the commercial building talking and laughing.

After returning home and taking a cold shower, Fang Yi habitually turned on the computer to connect to the Internet.

This habit was developed in a previous life, and it won’t be changed for a while.

Continue to connect to the Internet, so go surfing, otherwise the traffic is wasted.

First opened Wanwang, Fang Yi checked the status of the domain name transaction market.

Ah, very good!

Compared to the previous few days, the price of domain names has increased by 50% again.

Fang Yi recalled the time when the domain name collapsed in the previous life. After two months at most, his domain name must be sold. Otherwise, after this time, the bubble in the domain name market will be punctured, let alone 18 million at that time, it is unknown whether it can be sold for 1,000 yuan.

In other words, after two months, no matter how much money someone pays, he must get it done.

After all, making a little less is always better than smashing into one’s hands.

After forking off Wanwang, he went to Xici Hutong and Tianya forums again.

At the moment, the Tianya Forum already has a taste of later generations, and various gossips have forced an endless stream of posts.

After reading the post with interest for a while, Fang Yi closed his laptop and went to bed.

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…

In the next few days, although Fang Yi didn’t need to continue codewords, he still had a fulfilling life every day.

Since the business just opened, the business was very hot a few days ago, so during the day and Zhao Wanqiu went to the store to help, and at night the two went to the Nanmen Street Night Market together to stand.

In my spare time, I send text messages with my little girlfriend and talk about college life.

The days just passed by, unknowingly, it came to August 27.

Tomorrow, Fang Yi and Zhao Wanqiu will report to school.

The stall on Nanmen Avenue was completely handed over to Li Dacheng and Zhang Chao last night.

The night market on Nanmen Street is long enough, five to six hundred meters long, with two people, one north and one south, and the huge flow of people is enough to digest two one-yuan shop stalls.

Although Jiangzhen is only a small third- and fourth-tier city, it still has a population of more than three million. Excluding the surrounding counties, towns and suburbs, there are 800,000 permanent residents in the urban area.

The Nanmen Street Night Market can be said to be the most lively place in Jiangzhen City.

800,000 people can’t digest two small stalls?

Tease?

So the idea of ​​robbing each other for business is just groundless worry.

After completing the handover last night, Zhao Wanqiu divided the money earned during this period of time according to the investment ratio.

Erase the fraction, and the net profit will be a total of one block.

According to the previous investment ratio, Zhao Wanqiu got the block at the equinox, and Fang Yi got the block.

In fact, Fang Yi doesn’t like this money at all. The reason why he brought Zhao Wanqiu to set up a street stall is that the first is boring, looking for something to kill time.

The second is to help Qiu Ge earn some pocket money, after all, if he directly gave the money, the little girl would definitely not ask for it.

Third, it can also play the role of cultivating Zhao Wanqiu and training her business ability.

Don’t look down on the stalls, everything is from existence to nothing, from small to big, it can’t be done overnight.

After the money was distributed, the little girl was so happy that she went to the city by herself the next day, and she didn’t know what to buy.

In the evening, Fang Yi sits at his desk and surfs the net.

At this time, the netizens are still very simple, say hello between friends of Penguin, it is still whether you are GG or MM.

Pony Ma is also registered as a penguin number for women’s solicitors.

Internet buzzwords are all down to me, and I am dizzy.

“Brother Yi!”

At this time, Zhao Wanqiu’s crisp voice sounded outside the living room.

Fang Yi asked without looking up, “Where did you go today?”

“Going to buy a gift!”

Zhao Wanqiu said, he has come to the bedroom door, but the little girl did not come in, but deliberately poked out a small head…

“gift?”

Fang Yi was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, “It doesn’t seem to be a holiday today, and no one has a birthday, right.”

“Who stipulates that gifts can only be given on holidays and birthdays.”

Zhao Wanqiu Tsundere’s nose was quite small, and then suddenly he jumped into the bedroom and smiled happily: “Dangdang Dangdang! Brother Yi, do you like it?”

She was carrying a huge guitar case in her hand. In contrast to the guitar case, her figure appeared even more petite.

“You went to the city today just to buy me a guitar?”

“Yes!”

Zhao Wanqiu nodded earnestly and explained: “When we were shopping, you used to stare at this guitar. Obviously, you liked it. Now I have made some money, I can finally buy it for you.”

It turns out that the reason why the little girl wants to make money is for this.

Looking at Zhao Wanqiu with a smile on his face, Fang Yi was deeply moved for a while.

Taking the guitar case from her, and slowly opening it, there really lies the folk guitar of the Cotton Tree Drive 1999 commemorative model inside.

Once upon a time, Fang Yi liked this guitar very much, but at a price of more than 5,000 yuan, he was successfully dismissed every time.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wanqiu kept in mind and helped him fulfill this dream.

Stroking the strings, Fang Yi said softly: “Brother Qiu, thank you for your gift, I like it very much!”

Zhao Wanqiu blinked his big eyes and said with a smile: “Brother Yi, you must be very good to play with this guitar.”

“What do you want to hear?”

Seeing the look of expectation in her eyes, Fang Yi took out the guitar and hugged it in his arms, and asked with a smile.

“When you are old!”

Without hesitation, Zhao Wanqiu blurted out directly.

“good!”

Fang Yi nodded, slightly adjusted the tuning color, and then slowly plucked the strings.

The beautiful and soothing melody, accompanied by the afterglow of the setting sun, slowly spread in the room.

“When you are old and your hair is gray

Drowsiness

When you are old and can’t walk

…”

Zhao Wanqiu sat next to him, resting his cheeks in his hands, with a pair of beautiful eyes smiling, staring at Fang Yi who played and sang himself.

Brother Yi, I hope you can stay by my side when I am old. .