Chapter 69 Ann, let's continue reading.

When Wen Han got home, she started rummaging through her New Year's money box.

When they were little, their mother took away all their New Year's money, saying she would deposit it in the bank for them. Now, they don't know what happened to that money.

I still have the New Year's money from my grandparents, and even though they've grown up, I can still receive it every year.

He had a total of ten thousand yuan, which he hadn't been willing to spend. Even if he used that money to buy Jing family stocks and they multiplied several times, it still wouldn't be enough for his future living expenses.

But something is better than nothing. Wen Han doesn't have a cell phone, so even if he bought one, he'd have to rely on an adult's information to register an account. Using Wen Qingke's account is unreliable, and besides, if Wen Qingke found out, he'd definitely be shocked and advise Wen Han to just keep his money in the bank.

Who should we contact then?

Wen Han lay on the bed with her mind blank. Wen Qingke took back all the food that Jing Yueguang had given her and asked Wen Ruo to call Wen Han to eat.

Wen Ruo pushed open the door, wondering why Wen Han had suddenly brought out his New Year's money, when he heard Wen Han ask him, "How much New Year's money do you have left?"

"I used all my New Year's money to pay for tuition," Wen Ruo said casually. "Let's go out and eat mooncakes."

"What's so great about mooncakes?" Wen Han felt like she had forgotten something.

Wen Ruo didn't say much and closed the door.

Wen Han stared blankly at the money rolled up into a small scroll. After a while, Wen Qingke cautiously opened the door, and Wen Han asked in surprise, "Didn't I say I wasn't going to eat it?"

"A deliveryman came to our house and said there was a package for you."

Wen Han frowned: "Express delivery? How could that be?" He hadn't bought anything online.

This is really strange. Wen Han took the package, and the name on the package that the deliveryman asked him to sign for was indeed his.

The package was small, and Wen Qingke, who had been watching too much foreign news lately, wondered: "Could someone have put something bad in it?"

"Is there anyone important in our family who would specifically come to poison us?" Wen Han took out scissors and opened the package; there was actually another layer inside.

Wen Han touched its outline; the top part resembled a bank card. His eyes darkened.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, nothing important." Wen Han went back to her room, closed the door, and opened the package. It really was a bank card. Who sent this?

In addition to the card, there was an envelope underneath.

The birthday was written on the back of the card in black ink. Wen Han felt the handwriting looked familiar. He opened the letter; there were only a few words written on it.

"From your future self."

The handwriting was exactly the same as his own. In the past, Wen Han would have definitely thought it was a prank. But after the system appeared, he became skeptical. What if it really was his future self who managed to send it?

I'll try going to a nearby bank tomorrow.

Tomorrow, tomorrow... Wen Han almost fell asleep, but the thought of tomorrow jolted her awake.

He forgot about Fang Songxia!

*

"Hey, Wen Han, why are you calling?" Fang Songxia said. "Don't worry, I've packed my bags and I'll come over to be with you tomorrow."

"Cough." Wen Han touched her nose. "No need, you can put everything back."

"ah?"

"I'm already home." Wen Han thought for a moment, "However, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with."

——

The bank opens at eight o'clock, and Wen Han still has to rush to the Gu family's house to do hard labor by ten o'clock. Fang Songxia is holding a cup of soy milk: "Have you had breakfast?"

Wen Han shook her head.

"It's for you." Fang Songxia asked curiously, "Why did you ask me to help you register that account? I even used my mom's phone to do it."

"There's a great opportunity to make money," Wen Han whispered. "I'm only telling you; don't tell anyone else."

Fang Songxia's family is well-off. In order to cultivate his independent spending habits, Aunt Fang helped him open a bank account when he was in elementary school, so he knows a lot about these things.

Who would suddenly send you a bank card?

"I want to see how much money is inside."

"This isn't difficult, but do you know the password?"

Fang Songxia led him to the machine, helped him find the service options, and inserted the card. Bank card PINs are all six digits. Wen Han remembered his birthdate on the back of the card; his birthdate was 200x year 0x month 0x day. If his birthdate was the PIN, then it should be 200xxx.

After pressing the confirmation button, there was no error message indicating an incorrect password. Wen Han watched the small firework spinning continuously in the center of the screen.

"Let me see." Fang Songxia was startled by the balance displayed on the screen. "Two hundred thousand? Who transferred two hundred thousand to you?"

Wen Han was also stunned; there really was money in the card!

"Invest it all." Wen Han handed him a slip of paper, on which Jing Yu had written down which stocks he should buy if he were to buy his company's stock yesterday.

"Are you sure?" Fang Songxia advised, "It's more reliable to put it in the bank."

Wen Han shook her head. If her future self could really send her 200,000 yuan, why would she expect him to obediently deposit it in the bank?

“If you have extra money, you can invest it,” Wen Han said, lowering her eyes. “If you’re afraid, I can lend you ten thousand and put it in.”

"Sigh, that won't do." Fang Songxia gritted her teeth. "Fine, I'll put my New Year's money in too."

*

Wen Han found Gu Zong to be a really strange person. How much work could a high school student like herself do? It would be better to exploit Wen Qingke to the point of exhaustion. If it weren't for Liu Chuanze, he wouldn't have been able to stay in the Gu family for even a second longer.

"What's this?"

"Ten thousand," Wen Han said. "I found my New Year's money when I got home last night, so now I only owe you seven thousand yuan."

Gu Zong closed the book, his eyes behind his glasses serious, and said, "Do you really think the work you're doing is worth the salary I'm paying you?"

Although she had been slacking off, she hadn't caused any trouble. Wen Han said seriously, "If you're going to be so picky, then I'd say Gu Cheng's current state is definitely due to your genes working their magic."

The butler happened to come in to report, and when he heard Wen Han's words, he almost popped his eyes out.

"Read more books." Gu Zong placed a thick book in front of him. "Read the first ten pages. I'll test you in half an hour."

Even memorizing a long ancient poem in half an hour is difficult enough. Wen Han said listlessly, "What will happen if I can't answer it?"

"Deduct wages."

Wen Han: "......"

As she looked at it, Wen Han complained, "Why should I, a Beta, have to memorize the glandular development and differentiation process of an AO?"

Gu Zong ignored him. Wen Han barely managed to remember, and her hand trembled so much that the book fell to the ground.

Gu Zong's gaze probably seemed to say, "You can't even recite a book properly without dropping it on the ground, what else can you do?"

Frustrated and seething, Wen Han had no choice but to accept her fate. The book fell at Gu Zong's feet, and as she reached for it, she made sure to raise her head to avoid bumping into the table.

He looked up and noticed something stuck under the table partition.

Seeing that Wen Han hadn't come up after picking up a book for several minutes, Gu Zong gently kicked him.

"Hey!" Wen Han said angrily, "Why did you kick me?"

He reached out and pried it off, and surprisingly, he actually managed to peel off that thing that was no bigger than a mung bean.

Gu Zong's table is black, and this thing is also black. If Wen Han hadn't been so sharp-eyed, she wouldn't have noticed it.

"Look." Gu Zong looked at the small black listening device in Wen Han's palm, and expressionlessly turned it over.

With her fingernails scratching her palm, Wen Han pulled her hand away. Just as she was about to say something, Gu Zong placed the small black dot directly on the table and calmly said, "Continue reading."

How could Wen Han's mind still be on the book? He was constantly wondering what it was. If it were something insignificant, Gu Zong would have laughed at him for being paranoid. But if it was something important, why was he still keeping it there?

"Half an hour has passed." Wen Han snapped out of her reverie. Gu Zong asked, "How much do you remember?"

He asked a few questions, which Wen Han could answer at first, but later she started rambling incoherently.

How much money do you think should be deducted from your pay?

Wen Han asked with difficulty, "Can we address one problem at a time?"

*

"Don't end up with a negative paycheck every day." Liu Chuanze poured him a cup of coffee. "If you really can't take it, you can just quit."

"There's nothing I can do; my cat really cost 20,000 yuan to buy." Wen Han still had to take the cat to the lab that night, and given Fei Nai'er's temper, Wen Han didn't feel comfortable leaving it with Jing Yu. It wasn't that she was worried about Fei Nai'er, but rather about the others.

"By the way, why don't I see Gu Yuan?"

Liu Chuanze whispered, "He went out to attend a meeting for Gu Zong. I've noticed that the two of them have never appeared in public together."

As a stand-in, who knows, enemies might come seeking revenge and mistake Gu Yuan for Gu Zong.

It's not that he can't understand Gu Yuan; if Wen Han were used as a substitute for Wen Ruo, he would also want to get rid of Wen Ruo. But Gu Yuan is clearly not smart, and is far inferior to Gu Zong.

Since Gu Yuan isn't here...

"Hurry up!" Liu Chuanze said warily. "That annoying old butler is always watching me and finding fault with me."

"Understood." With Liu Chuanze on lookout duty, Wen Han felt relieved and sneaked into Gu Yuan's room. He hadn't noticed anything unusual when he came to look for the cat last time, so he figured Gu Yuan's office area wouldn't be in the bedroom.

I searched every drawer, but found nothing unusual except a small jewelry box. Inside was a ruby ​​ring.

This ring is definitely not something Gu Yuan would wear; it must be a gift for someone else, right?

Wen Han took out the ring, which had an English name engraved on the inside.

Ann.

Liu Chuanze coughed outside, and Wen Han quickly put the ring back.

"What are you doing here?" the butler asked rudely.

"I'm just wandering around."

Wen Han slipped out through the side door, circled around, and came back through another path.

"Hmph." The steward sneered, but Wen Han didn't bother to give him a friendly look. "Who do you think you are, the emperor's chief eunuch?"

"you!"

Wen Han shrugged, pulled Liu Chuanze away, and realized that the kid had grown taller like a rocket, making it impossible for her to hold him.

"He deserves to be taught a lesson," Wen Han snorted. "You dislike me so much, but I think he's even more loyal to Gu Cheng than Gu Zong—"

"What's wrong?"

"The housekeeper often goes to Gu Zong's study, right?"

“Gu Zong is a cautious person and doesn’t allow others to enter his study, so the housekeeper does all the cleaning,” Liu Chuanze said. “This housekeeper must have raised Gu Zong and is considered an elder of the Gu family.”

——

"Wen Han," Jing Yu waved his hand, "Why are you spacing out?"

"Ah." Wen Han was holding a cat treat in her hand. Fei Nai'er had already finished eating and meowed a few times, but Wen Han didn't react. In the end, she had to squeeze the cat treat herself.

Wen Han asked, "Have you ever seen a dark-colored thing that's about the size of a mung bean?"