Chapter 463 Youth Is the Age of Eighteen or Nineteen

Ruan Guan was sure at first that Wang Yan was here for her, but then he became unsure again.

Wang Yan came here and sat down, chatting animatedly with Li Weijuan. The two of them murmured and suppressed laughter from time to time. Although it did not affect other students' reading, it did affect her. So in the past period of time, although she seemed to be concentrating on reading, she actually listened to the entire conversation between the two from beginning to end.

Humorous, knowledgeable and well-informed, this is her evaluation. At the same time, she is also very good at guiding, because she thought about it and realized that Li Weijuan was doing the talking most of the time. Li Weijuan didn't even notice, and she was still unfinished when she left. This was amazing.

Normally, this should be done to attract her attention, like a male peacock spreading its tail to court a mate, showing off its beautiful feathers. But Wang Yan didn't. In the more than half an hour of chatting with Li Weijuan, his eyes fell on her only three times. He didn't look at her intentionally, he just looked at other students and casually glanced at her as they walked by. Most of the rest of the time , all eyes were on Li Weijuan.

She was sure that what she saw was correct, which made her wonder if she had become ugly. She had grown up receiving love letters since she was a child. It's one thing for her to follow Zhao Shiyong wholeheartedly, but it's another thing for others not to take her seriously.

Interesting male classmate...

Feeling that the eyes on him disappeared, Wang Yan put the book he had read through in the sunshine back to its original place, then continued to put his hand on the bookshelf, and gradually moved away.

Youth is the age of eighteen or nineteen, and it is what you look back on after many years.

Youth can be everything in this world, it can be the laughter of a sunny male classmate, the slight smile of a female classmate who likes you, the raised skirt, the messy hair, and the worry-free playfulness of good friends. It is the young man sweating on the court under the afterglow of spring, the little girl full of sadness picking up flowers in autumn, the test paper blown up by the wind in summer, and the snowball hitting in the sky in winter. Or it could be, at the end of September, Wang Yan was reading books in the afternoon sunshine in the library of Southeast University's Sipailou campus.

He is very good at positioning...

Actually speaking, he didn't have much idea about Ruan Guan, and it's not like he had never been in contact with him before. The mission is not to want to die. Normally, as long as there is no car accident later, there is basically no big problem.

Of course, he doesn't have big ideas, he still has some small ideas. After all, it's a different style. He has no other intention, just to experience what's going on. And the mission is there, how can I be safe by his side.

But he is not in a hurry. School has just started and there is still a long time.

I read in the library until evening, had dinner in the cafeteria, and then returned to the dormitory to do some laundry. This was saved during military training. Although I have military uniforms, shoes, etc., and I don't wear my own clothes very much, but after a month, I still need to do a lot of cleaning.

It was better to wait until after nine o'clock to close the dormitory door. Wang Yan went to the water room to wash up and take a shower. Then he returned to the dormitory again. This was the end of the day and he started his daily gossip.

Glancing at Wang Kang who was reading the newly issued textbooks, Wang Yan, who was wiping his hair with a dry towel, asked, "Did you go take medicine?"

"We've gone. Doctor Li asked me to tell you that he wanted you to come over when you have time, and he wanted to communicate with you again."

Wang Kang couldn't help laughing when he spoke. Of course he was happy that the teasing that had troubled him for many years was gone. He had clearly felt that the acne on his face had subsided a bit from the medicine he had taken before, but the military training had been delayed, so he was looking forward to it this time. Because Wang Yan said that if he didn't have acne, he would be very handsome. When he looked in the mirror, he felt that it was just ruined by acne.

He was very convinced. He used to be the best at studying in his hometown and was a famous young student from all over the country. Only when you get to college can you see what it means to be someone outside of others.

Wang Yan nodded: "Don't squeeze the acne now. You drink the medicine for three weeks first. After that, I will prepare an ointment for you to remove the acne marks as much as possible."

Wang Kang nodded in response.

"Tomorrow is a holiday, what are your plans? I want to go see the scenic spots in Jinling, see the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, the Confucius Temple, and many other attractions. The Six Dynasties are not called the Six Dynasties for nothing. Do you want to come together?"

These boys watched the movie during the day, but Wang Yan and Zhang Zhang didn't hear a word of the conversation... He shook his head and said, "Let's watch it again later. I plan to go to Zhujiang Road tomorrow to see if I can Find a part-time job and make some money.”

"Part-time job?" Wang Kang was stunned for a moment: "You're not short of money, are you?"

Then Zhou Jianguo asked three times: "Where is Zhujiang Road? Why do you go there to find a job? Can you take me with you too?"

Sun Mingbo didn't say anything. He was also a little confused and didn't understand why Wang Yan was so eager to find a part-time job. After being together for a month, he felt that he had a clear idea of ​​the dormitory. The one with the worst conditions was Wang Kang. Zhou Jianguo was better, but not much better. His family is not bad, his parents are both employed in state-owned enterprises, and his father is still a small leader.

The richest person is Wang Yan. The clothes and shoes are all new. Although they are not expensive, they are not cheap either. The watch on my hand is Longines, the cigarette smoker is Furong Wang, and sometimes I smoke Huazi. Although they have only been in the dormitory for three days, I have brought them two breakfasts. Now, except for treating Wang Kang's acne, the word money has never appeared in his mouth. It seems that he does not take money in return. Seriously, very hard.

"Not short of money? Silly boy, how can anyone be dissatisfied with having too much money? Ten years ago, we were still clamoring for households with ten thousand yuan. Look at now, households with ten thousand yuan are like crucian carp crossing the river. Who still takes households with ten thousand yuan seriously? I’m not satisfied anymore. Besides, I have a clear goal to engage in design in the future. If I have money, why don’t I just build whatever I want? Why should I participate in other competitions? Approval? Feel it, feel it..."

Wang Yan explained with a smile: "Zhujiang Road is not far to the south of our school. Computers and computer accessories are sold there. It's very popular. I just wanted to try my luck. In the afternoon, Zhang Zhang also followed Let me tell you, there are many classmates from our school over there on Zhujiang Road. They can make some money there by delivering goods and handing out flyers. Don't worry about it in the next few days. I'll go check it out first. road."

The three boys nodded to show understanding, and Sun Mingbo said: "Then the three of us will go out for a walk tomorrow."

There was nothing to say after that. It was obvious that they were imagining what Wang Yan said. The Department of Architecture is about design, and there are various domestic and foreign design competitions. Although the founding purposes of the organizers are very impressive, and they are all for the future of human society, in the final analysis, they are still about authority.

Of course, this authority is indeed very good. After all, it is a pleasure to compete with so many outstanding players on the same stage. If you win an award, you will also get an honor bonus and a sense of accomplishment. The higher the level of the competition, the greater the sense of achievement, and the fame and fortune it brings are also exciting. But after all, it is up to others to judge. Everyone is the same. Who would feel that he is inferior to others?

On the other hand, those who engage in design cannot escape Party A after all. There are always people pointing fingers, saying this won’t work or that won’t work, and it’s always troublesome to ask for this or that.

So to sum up, if you have money, you can design whatever you want, and the key designs can be implemented into real objects. You don’t have to go anywhere to participate in any competition to get recognition from others, and there is no Party A to be the boss. This won’t work and that won’t work. . Who would not want to design such a scene...

Wang Yan saw the expressions of several people. Although what he said may seem like wishful thinking to normal people, it's not bad to think about whether he can do it or not. It's not like he can't do daydreams. As for what these boys thought, he didn't point out what impact these unrealistic words would have on them. After all, the goal is too big. You have to be rich, you have to have enough money to build a building, and you have to have enough money to build a building and still be fine. Who can really be so willful?

Of course, he, Wang, can be willful, isn't he just engaged in real estate? He is very professional, just for fun...

The next day, I got up early again, ran around Xuanwu Lake, did two more sets of boxing, and arrived at the Lucky Bun Shop at around seven o'clock.

Seeing Wang Yan coming, Sister Zhu greeted him: "Isn't it the National Day holiday today? Why do you still get up so early?" Although he only met Wang Yan twice, he was particularly impressed by Wang Yan. I thought the young man was pretty good before, but then I heard from Zhu Xiaobei, who had returned from military training, that even the instructors in the military camp couldn't beat him and even put on a show.

"I have been used to it for so many years. I wake up at the right time. I am envious when I see my roommates sleeping soundly." Wang Yan shook his head and looked at Zhu Xiaobei who was busy next to him: "Isn't it the same for Xiaobei? It's so early in the morning. I’m here to do some work, come on, keep an eye on you.”

As he spoke, he patted her thin shoulder.

Zhu Xiaobei patted Wang Yan's big hand away and laughed: "One night of white porridge, one plate of pickles, two tea eggs, and three drawers of steamed buns?"

"Of course, hurry up, I'm so hungry."

Wang Yan entered and joined the others again: "Here we go again, uncle."

He was still the same old man who shared the table before. He nodded with a smile: "I live not far from here. I can go to Xuanwu Lake for a walk in the morning. Their steamed buns taste good, and the main reason is that they are very affordable. So why don't you come here?"

Are there more good people or more bad people in the world? The definitions of good and bad are different, and there are so many people, of course there is no way to count them. Wang Yan has been around for more than five hundred years. What he has observed during his long life is that there are more ordinary good people and more rich and powerful bad people.

Obviously, the old man sharing the table is one of the ordinary people. He knew the misfortune of the Zhu family sisters, and could not help them much or even slightly. Coming to have breakfast every morning was the greatest help he could give. This can be regarded as one good deed a day, which is great, isn't it?

After packing another pile of breakfast, leaving a ten-yuan note behind, he carried his things back to the dormitory.

In fact, Zhu Xiaobei's life is not that hard, but the two sisters do not hire anyone, and they only cook breakfast. They have to get up in the middle of the night to work hard every day, which is very hard. At the same time, you have to pay for rent, tuition, living expenses, etc. But the steamed buns are spread not far from the school, so they can't be any worse. Although it is not very good, it is not very bad either. If you really want to compare one, two, and three, Zhu Xiaobei is far better off than many people at this time. It's just that she is sensible and has always been frugal.

He bought breakfast here and brought it home. First of all, he was indeed supporting the business. After all, there was always something to eat, just like eating anywhere. Secondly, they took care of Wang Kang and Zhou Jianguo in the dormitory.

Both of them have several children at home. It is quite difficult for the whole family to have such a college student. Otherwise, as soon as they heard about part-time work to make money, they would follow it to reduce the burden on the family. Occasionally, he would buy some meat buns to supplement the two of them, so that they wouldn't have to eat shredded potatoes. Zhou Jianguo, who has a stocky physique, has lost weight...

As for Sun Mingbo, he is a sensible person. Of course, he won't eat for free. He must have made up for it somewhere. So, it's just a casual breakfast, and he helped three people. He helped occasionally, not every day to eat buns, and there is no such thing as too much kindness to turn into hatred. It's a good thing.

Back to the dormitory, the three boys are still sleeping, or rather, the whole dormitory building is quiet. At this time, you can't blame the mobile phone. People who sleep late will also sleep late. There are no entertainment activities. Playing poker and mahjong can still work half a night. Of course, this is Southeast University. This is the 1990s. Most people read books and study until the second half of the night, and there may be people who stay up late to read martial arts novels.

Putting breakfast on the table, Wang Yan did not disturb people's sleep. He silently carried his yellow washbasin and went out to the water room.

Not everyone stays up late, such as Chen Xiaozheng, who is different in his mouth.

"Your name is Chen...Xiaozheng, right?"

"You know me?"

"Zhang Kai asked. We live next door, so I asked. You got up so early, did you go for a run?"

"Yeah."

No more words, Chen Xiaozheng drooped his face again, brushing his teeth in front of himself in the mirror, obviously not talking about sex. Wang Yan certainly wouldn't make himself look bad, just a normal greeting, not having to get to know Chen Xiaozheng.

Of course, he understood Chen Xiaozheng's behavior. After all, his father died early, his mother had high demands, and he was controlled by her since he was a child. He had some mental problems, so it was normal for him to be withdrawn.

It was just that he got together with Zheng Wei later, which was a little hard to understand. After all, Zeng Yu had been with him for so long, but he didn't express anything, but when it came to Zheng Wei, they got together.

If you really want to explain it, it may be mysterious, no one believes it, but everyone firmly believes in it, the so-called feeling, the so-called right person. Taking into account Zheng Wei's personality, she is outgoing and lively, which is exactly what Chen Xiaozheng lacks, and perhaps what he has been yearning for for many years...

In Chen Xiaozheng's eyes looking at animals, he poured a few basins of cold water in the early morning, then washed up quickly, and washed his underwear, and then turned around and left in a chic manner. It took less than ten minutes.

Back to the dormitory, quietly changed clothes, and left directly.

It was also autumn. Although it was still very hot during the day, it was also cool at night, so the window was left with a ventilation gap. Of course, a gap cannot ventilate well. After covering it all night, there was some smell in the room. Although it was not yet eight o'clock and the door on Zhujiang Road was not open yet, it was better to go out for a stroll early than to stay in the house.

Go out and go to Jiming Temple and Beiji Pavilion to take a general look, then turn south and go to Zhujiang Road.

As the saying goes, there is Zhongguancun in the north and Zhujiang Road in the south. In 1990, more than 20 computer companies moved in. In 1992, the Jinling government issued a policy to build a high-tech industrial development zone, create a Jinling technology street, simplify industrial and commercial and tax procedures, provide one-stop services, and become a service-oriented government. Zhujiang Road has thus taken a step forward in its status.

Under the agglomeration effect, Zhujiang Road has become more prosperous. There are dozens of computer shops, supermarkets, and many Internet companies whose names have never been heard of.

Today is the National Day holiday. Many people who want to buy computers come here to shop. Even those who don't want to buy come here to take a look. There are loudspeakers shouting about the National Day discount activities, and some people are holding flyers and asking people around. There are crowds of people in each store, and it is very lively.

Walking from the beginning to the end of the street, Wang Yan walked into a medium-sized and somewhat deserted store after roughly looking at dozens of computer shops.

He smiled at the clerk who came to greet him: "Hello, I'm looking for your boss, I want to find a part-time job in your store."

...

"Would you like to know about the latest high-end computers?"

Wang Yan joined the team distributing flyers, and asked everyone he met under the scorching sun of the autumn tiger. But his eyes were looking back and forth at the passers-by, looking for the target.

Selling computers, it is impossible to sell well. The only difference between all the big and small shops on a street is that because of the difference in shipments, the price of goods from the manufacturer is a little different. Everything else is the same, and no one is better than the other.

Now the bosses selling computers on Zhujiang Road are fighting a price war with that one. However, the price difference is not too much. The cheapest and the most expensive are less than a thousand yuan. And among them, there are some differences in configuration, which deceive customers, so in the end, the cost is almost the same for everyone. In this case, it can be seen that the bosses of these dozens of shops gathered together for tea before the National Day.

Of course, he can't work for others and earn that hard-earned money. He worked with a boss and gave him some ideas, such as customizing the chassis to change the color, finding some repairmen to provide after-sales service, guaranteeing the price, and extending the business hours to nine or ten o'clock in the evening.

This is a person with good fortune, after all, he met him. And now when people are fighting for prices, a guarantee of after-sales service can obviously attract a lot of business and make a lot of money.

The boss did this, of course, and offended his peers. But there are people who don't like those dirty routines everywhere, and there are people who challenge the so-called authority everywhere. The boss he found is such a player. Of course, there is also a trick called cutting off the firewood from the bottom of the pot. He also asked about it. This boss is still enough with the manufacturer, and he also has his own parts factory, which is quite powerful. In this way, he got a good price from this boss.

He had never thought of opening a shop to sell computers. He just wanted to make a little money this time. Otherwise, he would do it himself. How could he give advice to others?

As for why he came out to work, what his family has and what he earns are obviously two different things. And he couldn't do anything with the 200,000 yuan in his hand. Who would complain about having too much money?

He had already mobilized Wang Kang and Zhou Jianguo, two people who were short of money, as well as Sun Mingbo, who was just joining in the fun, and some other classmates who wanted to work part-time, to go to various universities to distribute flyers. He was looking for big customers on Zhujiang Road.

There are many universities in Jinling, including Jinling University, Southeast University, Aeronautics and Astronautics, Polytechnic University, Normal University, etc. His prices are much cheaper than those sold on Zhujiang Road. He also supports customization and door-to-door delivery. Since they are all students, he can still trust them.

Although there are many poor people now, there will always be many rich people. If there are some conditions, it is not a problem for multiple people to buy together. If you can get the students from these universities, you don't need more. Just selling a few dozen units will make a fortune.

Of course, we can't rely on Wang Kang and others to sell computers. Now we just need to spread the word and tempt them to buy computers, so that they can inquire about the price and have an idea in mind.

Later, he will come to their door to deceive them...

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