School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

    From that day on, Wen Wenyao wandered around the school from time to time, looking forward to seeing Song Nanqiao.

    But Song Nanqiao seems to have expected this long ago. Except for the necessary meals, going to the toilet and going back to the bedroom, he never walks around, and has been hiding in class F.

    "Is it necessary for you to hide from the heroine like this?" The system couldn't help but complain.

    Several times when Wen Wenyao walked to the door of class F, the system wanted to kick Song Nanqiao out, but it couldn't.

    The classmates in the school also felt strange, and felt that Wen Wenyao had a lot of energy recently, and she could be seen everywhere in the school.

    "What's wrong with Wen Wenyao recently? I usually don't meet them in school, but now I run into them two or three times a day."

    "I also feel strange, it always feels like she is looking for someone."

    "I'm not looking for you anyway."

    Wen Wenyao was walking down the alley of the school. She had been looking for several days, but she had not seen Song Nanqiao, and frowned in frustration.

    "Student, have you encountered any difficulties?"

    A boy saw Wen Wenyao, boldly walked up to Wen Wenyao, and asked patiently.

    He wanted to impress the goddess.

    "No thanks."

    Wen Wenyao smiled and politely refused. Although the tone was gentle, the meaning of rejection was unambiguous.

    The boy was a little discouraged after hearing this, but he cheered up quickly and said to Wen Wenyao, "Then I'll go first, you pay attention to safety."

    Before leaving, she did not forget to wave to Wen Wenyao, hoping to leave a good impression on Wen Wenyao in this way.

    Wen Wenyao had no choice but to nod, but when he turned his head, he forgot his face.

    ────Separation line──────

    Soon, a week passed, Song Nanqiao lay on the desk, finally it was the weekend, after the last class, she could go out of school to find a job.

    Song Nanqiao took another look at her bank balance, there was 680 left, and she only spent less than 100 yuan this week, but even if she saves money by treating her own body like this, the money Not enough to support her to survive for two months.

    "Speaking of which, besides providing me with the original owner's information, is there any other use for you?" Song Nanqiao thought about it, and this system came with her, so far, she has not Discover how useful this system is.

    "Cough, cough, my use, of course, is to provide you with a lot of information in this world..."

    "That's all? Don't the systems in the novel have cheats?"

    "You're so good, what kind of gold finger do you need... And being able to provide information will also be of great help to you. Well, I've been following you for a while, and I've also provided you with advice. Shaoyuan master information."

    The system has some grievances. It was originally a new small system. Fortunately, Song Nanqiao came with a golden finger. Otherwise, it would not know how to survive with Song Nanqiao. It doesn't want to be like those big systems, there are some cheats or something.

    "Then tell me the relevant information about the world that you know about finance."

    Song Nanqiao still wants to return to her old age. What she was best at in her last life was corporate investment and stock trading. But this world is different from the previous world, and she has to spend time studying the financial markets of this world again.

    “I have detailed information on all listed companies in the world, banks’ stealth lending policies, current market development prospects, country’s inflation rate and Treasury bond yields…”

    Hearing this, Song Nanqiao's eyes began to light up. In fact, this system was very useful to her.

    "Stop, that means you know everything."

    "Hmm."

    "That would be awesome."

    Now there is no need to worry about market analysis, the important thing is how to earn the principal.

    Soon, the last class was over, and Song Nanqiao was hanging out with his mobile phone.

    This is the first time I have wandered outside the school since I traveled to this world.

    Looking around, there seems to be a place that sells scrap tires.

    Song Nanqiao turned on her mobile phone and searched online to see if anyone needed these tires. After searching for a while, Song Nanqiao saw a recycling post, "Buying 90% of new military tires with a lot of money."

    After seeing this post, Song Nanqiao immediately decided to contact the other party and told the other party that he had a lot of good quality tires here, and the other party wanted about 50. If Song Nanqiao could give them 50 at one time, then Just pay Song Nanqiao's 2,000 yuan recycling fee.

    "But you don't have 50 tires, and how can you guarantee that the products you give to the other party are qualified." The system said suspiciously.

    "Selling tires is a quicker way to make profits. A discarded tire costs about 20 or 30 yuan, but after I repair it, I sell it directly to the buyer for about a few hundred. Recycle something in good condition, refurbish it yourself, and sell it.”

    After making up her mind, Song Nanqiao prepared to buy this with all her belongings.

    "How do you sell tires here."

    Song Nanqiao asked.

    The boss is an old man in his 50s and 60s. He has collected these tires from everywhere. He has no energy to refurbish them, so he just put them here, waiting for someone to come and buy them.

    As soon as the customer came, the boss stood up from the chair, glanced at Song Nanqiao, and said, "You will be charged eight dollars for these small tires, and ten dollars for the large military tires."

    The price is quite cheap, but I don't know the quality.

    "Can I choose to pay first?"

    "Yes, you can choose all the tires here."

    Song Nanqiao plunged into the pile of tires after hearing this.

    Sure enough, the cheap things are not of good quality. It took about three hours to select 50 tires of good condition. Finally, I made a deal with the boss for a fee of 500.

     "I'll put it here with you first, I'll fix it here tonight, and I can find someone to pull it out tomorrow."

    Song Nanqiao just got in touch with the buyer and will deliver it to the designated place at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, then rent a small pickup truck and deliver it there.

    "Complete."

    The boss is not afraid that sending Nan Qiao will steal him a few more tires.

    After choosing the tires, I sent Nan Qiao to a nearby equipment store to buy lotion for retreading, tire wax and iron hooks. Ready to work here all night.

    "You repair tires?"

    "Of course it will. After cleaning, use a hook to hook out the stone garbage inside, apply tire wax, and finally dry it."

    "There's nothing else you won't..."

    The system now feels that there is really nothing that Nan Qiao will not be able to do.

    Song Nanqiao found an open space and sat down and began to repair tires. It took her almost a whole night to repair fifty tires.

    I can only work overtime tonight.

    After all this was done, Song Nanqiao found that she only had a few dollars on her body, but she was very confident that if she was repaired like this, she would definitely be able to sell it.

    As expected by Song Nanqiao, the other party was very satisfied with the batch of materials. After inspecting the goods one by one, they gave Song Nanqiao two thousand yuan in cash.

    "You look so young, are you an adult?" The buyer asked jokingly, looking at Song Nanqiao's immature face.

    "Adult, but still reading."

    "Scholars also come out to sell tires?"

    "Life is forced."

    Song Nanqiao felt a little embarrassed, and shyly touched the back of his head. When it comes to selling tires, I did it when I first started my business and didn't have any principal. Now it seems that I am going the same way again.

    After getting the money, Song Nanqiao plans to go back to school to have a meal and a bath, and then come out in the afternoon to look for other business opportunities.

    The two thousand yuan Song Nanqiao intends to use one thousand to buy an index fund. Although the rate of return is not high, it is better than the bank. The risk is relatively small, and the time of benefit is quicker.

    After returning to the dormitory, the people in the dormitory still did not like to see Song Nanqiao. Since seeing Song Nanqiao's grades getting better, they have pushed Song Nanqiao even more. Weird smell.

    "I heard that Wen Wenyao seems to be wandering around in class F recently, and my brother even greeted her several times."

    A girl cast a glance at Song Nanqiao, and said yin and yang strangely, obviously she did not keep her eyes on Song Nanqiao, but Song Nanqiao understood very well that this was said to her on purpose.

    "That's right, my brother seems to have his contact information."

    Another girl also wanted to respond to Song Nanqiao, and said in agreement.

    But in fact, Wen Wenyao didn't give anyone contact information at all, all the words were made up by herself.

     "Maybe they will launch an offensive against Wen Wenyao soon."

    Then another girl said with a smile, at this time, she could no longer hide her sarcastic tone, she just wanted to see Song Nanqiao's reaction.

    Song Nanqiao felt a little funny after listening to it, Wen Wenyao could not have any interaction with these people, what they said was purely made up. Song Nanqiao ignored them and went into the bathroom with the clothes.

    Three girls, you glanced at me, I glanced at you, but they didn't seem to react. Logically speaking, Song Nanqiao should have a great reaction to Wen Wenyao's matter. Why now, Song Nanqiao seems to have nothing to do with him.

     "Have you fallen for evil? No response when it comes to Wen Wenyao."

    "Mostly I think I can't catch up, and then I give up."

    Hearing this, Song Nanqiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, pushed open the door, and said sharply to them, "I don't need to chase Wen Wenyao at all, keep your mouths clean for me."

    The expression on Song Nanqiao's face now can be described as vicious, obviously, this sentence is not a joke to them.