He smiled and said, "Besides, this is something that will bring great benefits. It's different from the previous reporters who came to report but didn't gain any benefits and only got themselves into trouble."

......

A week later, Jiang Qiuyan and her roommates walked out of the dormitory and saw senior Guo walking towards them from afar.

Just when everyone thought he was going to come up and fight with Jiang Qiuyan again, the senior who was very powerful in the eyes of the freshmen turned around and walked to the other side.

"Huh? Is this a gender change?"

"Come to think of it, ever since Qiuyan ignored him that day, he really hasn't come back since then!"

"It seems that Qiuyan is right. Everyone knows their limits. It seems that our instructor is also a fair person!"

Jiang Qiuyan smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, she has a better understanding of the laws governing the operation of this world.

She thought silently, wondering how Professor Han and Professor He were doing with their questionnaires.

......

"Hello? Good morning, teacher!"

"You little brat, I've sent you the stuff in your email, go download and print it yourself!"

After saying that, Han Zhiyuan hung up. Huo Qianli held the phone, listening to the busy tone, speechless, muttering, "I asked someone to do the job, why are you so angry!"

He didn't know that on the other side of the phone, Han Zhiyuan tapped his waist and sighed that he was really getting old.

In the past, when I was busy with projects, I could even last half a month without any results. Now, if my work and rest schedule is disrupted for a few days, I can’t do it anymore.

Lao He is still in good shape. He sleeps less than me, but his condition hasn't gotten much worse. It turns out that concentration is the essence!

As for why they didn't let their graduate students do it, the two old men's idea was very simple.

This is their private matter.

They have no control over the habits of other professors in the school, but they don’t have that rule!

Huo Qianli hung up the phone, said hello to Gu Daqiang and Jiang Qingyue, and rode his bike straight to Qianfu Town.

There was only one print shop in town.

It was originally a public telephone room with ten landlines on each side of the room. In the past, there would be a queue at the door when the Chinese New Year was approaching. Business was also good on weekdays, and it could be said that it had reaped the benefits of the development of the times.

But now that there are more and more mobile phones, the public telephone business is gradually declining, so the boss just changed it into a printing shop.

Printing costs one dollar per page, and photocopying costs eighty cents per page. If you think it’s too expensive, then go somewhere else!

Huo Qianli walked in and said with a smile: "Boss, I want to make something."

The boss sat at the computer desk, smoking a cigarette and concentrating on playing Landlord, without even looking up, "Play it yourself!"

Huo Qianli smiled and said, "Boss, I play a lot, can you give me a lower price?"

The boss turned his head and glanced at him, then said coldly, "It's the same price even if you buy 10,000 copies!"

Three or four hundred yuan is not a lot of money, but after staying in Hushan Village for a long time, Huo Qianli would rather spend the money wisely.

Unfortunately, there is nothing we can do.

Huo Qianli sighed, gave up asking, and prepared to bid a high price.

Before I sat down, I suddenly saw a figure walking past the door.

An idea suddenly occurred to him and he hurried out.

The printing shop owner took a look and sneered, "You look so well dressed, but you can't even afford to print. You're such a poor bastard."

“Brother Wang!”

Wang Wei was walking when he suddenly heard a shout from behind him. He turned around and saw, "Hey, Brother Huo! Why are you here?"

If we were to ask who in the town knows Huo Qianli's "power" best, Wang Wei would definitely be one of them, so he is very enthusiastic towards Huo Qianli.

Huo Qianli smiled and said, "I came here specifically to ask Brother Wang for a small favor."

"That's polite. Just tell me what you want to say."

"I remember Brother Wang has an office computer?"

"Um."

"You have a printer, right? I want to print something."

"Sure, no problem!"

......

Half an hour later, Wang Wei touched the hot printer and looked at the thick stack of A4 papers on the table, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Is this what you mean by "a little bit"?