MTL - Rebirth Turn of the Century-Chapter 8 What?
Chapter 8 What?
Jingji Academy in the evening was very lively, eating, fetching water, exercising, walking, and the small school suddenly became crowded. The window of the girls' dormitory No. 2201 faced the main road in front of the school, so the line of sight was very good.
Hao Ying sat on the window sill and wanted to look out at the scenery, but saw that Zhao Song was slowly moving towards the girls' dormitory while carrying the monitor.
"Bai Li, do you think he's a low-key guy? He usually doesn't show off in class, but the whole school knows that there is a freshman boy who sells computers part-time!"
"Everyone knows that there is a part-time computer seller. I buy a computer to find him and deliver it to my door at a low price, but no one will remember his name. So, part-time job, he is successful and high-profile, but he is still very low-key."
Thinking of today's experience, Hao Ying smiled: "What an interesting person, Li Wei is really insightful. But I thought you would be the first to move out?"
Bai Li said indifferently: "You can try to pry the corners, especially the corners of girlfriends, it's the most interesting."
"Hate....."
Bai Li looked at her and thought, "New Year's Day will be in a few days. If the foreigner comes back, maybe you really have a chance."
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Today's computer is a business introduced by a senior, a senior. Her roommate is going to Futian Motor for an internship, and she needs a high-end drawing computer. The full set costs 35,000. Zhao Song didn't ask for much, and the senior didn't bargain. The only requirement is Care must be taken when professional monitors are delivered to your door. This single Zhao Song can earn 3000.
What is the concept of 3000 yuan? His father is an oil worker with 35 years of working experience, 99 years old, 3000 yuan is equal to his father's salary for one and a half months.
He knew even more that a senior who invested so much would earn more in the future, and industrial modeling and drafting would be a super-paying job 19 years later.
For some reason, none of the freshman students in this school took the goods from Zhao Song, but there were many freshmen from the Information College opposite the Jingji Academy. There will be a holiday in more than a month, and the business in the university will become less and less, and it will not resume until the next year. Zhao Song mentally calculated that the business of Zhonghai Electronic City was the best time of the year before the holiday, and the focus during this time was there.
When he thought that the house he had worked so hard to decorate would not belong to him after three years, his heart ached. As a traditional Chinese, the house is a deeply ingrained concept in his heart, and no one can erase it! "Work hard, work hard, work hard!" Zhao Song cheered for himself.
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A while is the last wonderful ideological and moral class of this semester. Each class must be named. There is no exam. The teacher will give points according to the usual attendance sheet. Zhao Song does not miss a class. He knows that before graduation, those who are not very The classmates who care about this class will face a lot of trouble because of their ideology and morality.
When we got back to the dormitory, there was no one there, everyone would rush to get a seat early in the weekly ideological and moral class, and no one was willing to sit in front and suffer for an hour and a half. After finding the textbook, Zhao Song smiled and closed the door when he saw a new desktop computer on the desk.
deliberately stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom, nodding apologetically to the teacher, Zhao Song sat in the front row seat by the aisle, with Bai Li sitting across the aisle, pretending not to see Li Wei beckoning. Today in the past life, in the last ideological and moral class, a female student from the School of Information walked into the classroom without anyone else, poured a lunch box of water on Bai Li's head, and cursed "Stinky XX". What the girl prepared was weak sulfuric acid. By coincidence, what was dumped in the lunch box turned into boiled water, and Bai Li was depressed because of this. She didn't recover until she was about to graduate.
Whether there is a fan of butterfly wings or not, Zhao Song has to sit here today, and if he has it, he should repay his favor. Anyway, a lunch box of water is not dangerous; if it is not, everyone is happy. At this moment, a figure flashed outside the classroom door, staring at Bai Li through the crack of the door, "Damn, why did it come earlier, I clearly remember that it's almost time for get out of class!" Zhao Song put away his feet, ready to stand up at any time.
The girl outside the door finally made up her mind, opened the lid of the lunch box, and gently pushed the door open. Zhao Song immediately got up and walked towards her. The sound of dragging the seat caught the attention of the entire classroom.
"Students, this is a big class in the Industrial and Commercial Branch, what else can I do after class?" Zhao Song said softly.
As if she didn't hear Zhao Song's words, the girl planned to bypass him and continue walking towards Bai Li, but Zhao Song was helpless and quickly pressed the lunch box with her left hand, "Classmate, fuck!" Zhao Song's face changed greatly, and he waved his right hand fiercely. After half a circle, it hit the girl's hand, the lunch box also fell to the ground, and a slightly pungent smell came.
At this time, the girl was tearing at Zhao Song and crying at Bai Li: "Smelly BZ Bai Li, grab someone's boyfriend, you have to die!"
Zhao Song frowned and reluctantly pulled the female voice, looked at the dumbfounded crowd in the lecture hall, and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Go to the security office! Li Wei, take Bai Li back to the dormitory!"
No matter how she usually looks like a goddess, Bai Li is always a girl who has just entered the society under the age of 20. At this time, she is helpless, holding back tears, until Li Wei pulls her, and then she relaxes a little.
After that, there was nothing to do with Zhao Song, so he handed the girl over to the security office that rushed to him, said hello to the teacher, and walked to the infirmary. "M's, how did it turn into sulfuric acid?" Zhao Song was also frightened after looking at his white and dry fingers. "If this falls on her face, Bai Li will be ruined for the rest of her life, and this kind of relationship will be even bigger."
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The incident happened in front of more than 200 students. It didn’t take long for the two schools to spread the word. The private solution was completely blocked. The school could only choose to call the police.
When Director Hong of the Security Department hurried into the infirmary, Zhao Song was rinsing his fingers with clean water. Because of the frequent deliveries, he and the Security Department naturally had a lot of personal exchanges. Some people turn a blind eye to some of his actions.
"Brother Hong, two hundred people have seen it, so there's no need to ask me again, right?"
"Xiao Zhao, now some classmates are saying weird things, saying that you have never sat in the front row in the morality class. Why did you sit today and still beside Bai Li?"
Zhao Song thought to himself, 'Sure enough', he looked at Director Hong with tears in his eyes, and took out the car keys in his pocket with his right hand, "I told you when I woke up early that I would invite my part-time boss to have supper at night, because I was afraid of being late for class, so you can borrow it. Bicycle! When will I be able to squeeze out after class in the back row? Brother Hong, you forgot!" The treat is real, Zhao Song specially adjusted tonight's supper.
Director Hong patted his head: "Look at my memory, that's fine, I'll say you're frightened and not suitable for questioning. What should you do?"
"Thanks then, Brother Hong!" Zhao Song paused, "Brother Hong, I remember you joked that day that I was a non-staff of the security department, and you even gave me a security card."
Director Hong's eyes lit up, "Good boy, I think the big brother owes you a favor, and you can ride as you like on the three-wheeled campus of the Security Department in the future."
"Thank you, Big Brother Hong!" Zhao Song was overjoyed.
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When Zhao Song hurried to Nanlaishun, Sister Dada and Sanzhao had already started the second round.
"Stinky boy, I thought you let our pigeons go, punish yourself three cups first!" Sister Dada said pretending to be angry.
"Sister Dada, Brother Zhao Xin, Brother Zhao Dou, Brother Zhao Li, I'll punish you for three cups first, and then I'll finish drinking it!"
After drinking, he explained the reason for being late to everyone. Looking at Zhao Song's yellow index finger on his left hand, everyone felt fortunate for a while.
"So, you are considered a hero to save the beauty. When you bring the beauty back, bring it to Sister Goda to see how beautiful it is to cause such a big trouble!" Sister Dada said gloatingly.
"Sister Dada, I already have a girlfriend. My name is Li Wei. She is this girl's roommate. I have the opportunity to bring it to you!"
"Hey, I'm sad, I always thought you liked me, and I don't know who is doing the work and peeking at others?"
"Sister Dada, all the guys in Zhonghai are peeking at you, it's not normal for me not to peek at you! It's your right to be beautiful, but you can't deprive us of our right to peek at you!"
Hearing what he said was interesting, everyone burst into laughter.
After wine and food, Zhao Song asked, "Brother Zhao Xin, how much is the memory of 128 now?"
"What, want to stock up?"
"Well, let's settle down, start school, and then make a move. In the past few years, the spring has risen, and I think this year should be no exception." According to the memory he just remembered, after New Year's Day, the memory began to skyrocket like the previous year.
"Today's report is 340, tomorrow should go up to 2 or 3, after all, it is the peak season for installations!"
"Then I want 50, and I will bring the money over there tomorrow, so I will trouble Brother Zhao Xin." Zhao Song smiled happily, from the bottom of his heart, which made the people present look very comfortable. Make a little money and feel very happy. As for BAT or something, his rebirth for ten lifetimes is also a ruined life. In front of a happy little person, starting with 18 houses, a wife and children, a dog, driving a car to sing and sing, and having a little travel when you have nothing to do is his biggest dream.
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went back to the rental house, and before going to bed, he still held Li Wei and chatted endlessly with love.
Until the sleepiness hit, Li Wei glanced at Zhao Song hesitantly, and finally said with determination: "My boyfriend from abroad before New Year's Day is back!"
"What?"
Total assets of 18,000 yuan
(end of this chapter)
