Returning to 18, I Got Rich by Spending Money

An ordinary, mediocre, compromising life – would you be unwilling? If you had a chance to start over, what would you want to change? Returning to 18, possessing endless money, become a better you.

Chapter 216: Niwai-Back to 18, I became rich by spending money

Chapter 216: Niwai-Back to 18, I became rich by spending money

By the time Wen Yan finally finished all the work in Yangcheng, it was already August 18th. Plans could not keep up with changes, and the work was originally expected to be completed in a few days. However, something unexpected happened behind the team, and the originally smooth plan had some changes in the middle. Fortunately, it was successfully completed later.

There is no other way. You can't give up halfway through a task. Besides, this is also an opportunity to hone your skills. After this period of training, her English and French have improved a lot, and she has no problem with daily oral communication.

As soon as the matter was over, I immediately packed up and rushed back.

Since the conference ended, Wen Yan moved out of the hotel and followed the team, who would book a hotel for him.

There is no need to be too particular when going out. After all, she is going there to work, not to enjoy herself. If she is alone, she will definitely stay in the best hotel. But when working away from home, you have to learn to be low-key. Otherwise, if you, as an employee, stay as well as your boss, wouldn’t it be disrespectful to your boss?

Of course, the work during this period is not free, and the daily wage for portable translators in the market is very high.

In addition, she was Lin Shu's student, and he had to give the Buddha some consideration, as well as being satisfied with her performance, so he paid her $500 a day, which is quite a lot when converted into RMB. You can imagine how much it would cost in a month.

This was the first money Wen Yan earned by using his own abilities, and it was a true achievement of his studies.

This money means something different to Wen Yan. She didn't spend a penny of it, but deposited it in an empty bank card.

She planned to deposit all the money she earned into this card.

When Wen Yan returned to Xinyang and got off the plane, she almost cried. This month she really got up earlier than the chickens and slept later than the dogs.

She didn't even have much time to video call her boyfriend. They only talked for a while before going to bed, but every time Meng Qinghe just hung up the phone while looking at her sleeping face.

Every time, Wen Yan would fall asleep after just two sentences because of exhaustion.

You have to know that she not only has to follow the translation during the day, but also has to do homework when she comes back at night, reviewing whether she did anything wrong today or whether she used inappropriate words.

Feeling the hardship of working again, Wen Yan's attitude towards others has become calm again. He treats people with sincerity and does things sincerely. Not everyone in this world will praise you. Exchange respect for respect. Strength is the basis for others to believe in you.

This is also the truth that Lin Shu wants her to understand. After all, it is better to experience it yourself than to talk about it, and then you can understand it.

After all, he has always believed that children are immature, and they will become sensible after going out and experiencing hardships.

After leaving the airport, Meng Qinghe was already waiting in the car.

Seeing her coming, he quickly went forward to help her carry the suitcase, opened the passenger door for her, and let her sit in first.

Along the way, every time he came to a traffic light, he would turn around from time to time to take a closer look at her.

He has lost weight, and it is obvious that he has suffered a lot outside.

As I thought about it, I had already figured out how to nourish my wife when I got home.

"Are you hungry? Have you had lunch?"

Wen Yan sent the person on the plane in the morning, and then waited at the airport for the flight back to Xinyang.

Wen Yan missed him very much after not seeing him for more than a month. They were still in the honeymoon period of their relationship. After being separated for such a long time, Wen Yan had missed him for a long time, especially when they were in trouble and uncomfortable.

But she knows that she has to do some things on her own, and she must always make herself stronger. Only when she becomes strong can she have the confidence and will not be bullied.

"I drank a bowl of soup at noon, and now I don't have much of an appetite. I want to sleep. I haven't had a good sleep in a long time. When we get back later, can you hold me and sleep for a while?"

Taking advantage of the traffic light, Wen Yan pulled his finger and shook it, speaking softly.

After the two of them slept in the same bed together, Wen Yan had already become addicted to the boy's arms.

Sleeping in his arms, she would feel an unprecedented sense of security.

I rubbed her hair, lovingly and lovingly, and said, "Okay."

After returning home, she went straight into her room to wash up, and Meng Qinghe followed her to pack the things in the box.

Put the dirty clothes in the clothes basket and the aunt will wash them when she cleans. Put the documents in order for her and put them in the study, and put her shoes in the shoe cabinet.

Just as I was about to put down the empty suitcase, I heard the girl in the bedroom's sweet voice urging me.

So I quickly quickened my pace, went into the cloakroom to change into pajamas, and then went to the bedroom.

The girl had already lain down in the thin quilt and was gradually becoming drowsy, but she was still waiting for him.

Meng Qinghe pulled the quilt aside, then reached out and held the girl in his arms, kissed her forehead, and gently patted her back with one hand.

Returning to her familiar environment, with her boyfriend who made her feel safe, Wen Yan quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Meng Qinghe was not sleepy at first, but his girlfriend was lying in his arms, sleeping soundly while holding him. He was afraid of waking her up if he moved, so he didn't dare to move and didn't want to move.

Looking at her sleeping face, he felt very satisfied at this moment, he missed her very much.

As I watched, I slowly fell asleep.

When Wen Yan woke up again, it was already dark and Meng Qinghe was sitting on the bed reading a book.

Wen Yan arrived at 3 pm and slept for more than four hours.

There was a sudden noise from his subordinates. The girl who was originally sleeping soundly was now staring at him with her big eyes wide open.

Meng Qinghe lowered his head and gently kissed the eyes that were full of him.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? I made dinner. If you're still sleepy, why don't you eat before going to sleep?"

Meng Qinghe saw his little girl blink, turn her head, think for a while, and then, having just woken up, she reached out her hand to him with a soft little voice.

"I don't want to move, hold me."

Seeing his girlfriend acting coquettishly towards him and sweetly stretching out her hands for him to hold, he was naturally filled with joy, with a smile in his eyes, and after getting out of bed, he took her to his arms with one hand, and then with both hands, he put one arm under her body and picked her up.

With her legs hanging on his waist, the girl put her arms around his neck and rubbed her handsome boyfriend's handsome face affectionately.

They walked all the way to the restaurant. Meng Qinghe wanted to put her down to eat, but the girl was acting like a spoiled child and hugged him tightly with both hands.

"I don't want to move. I'm so tired. I feel like I can hardly pick up the chopsticks." She pouted and looked at him pitifully.

Meng Qinghe chuckled. It seemed that although his girlfriend went out and was a little far away, there were still some benefits. Look, she was even more attached to him now.

So he no longer let her sit down by herself, but sat on the stool himself and held her in his arms.

Sitting face to face, the two of them didn't mind the trouble. Meng Qinghe took a pair of bowls and chopsticks to serve the rice, and then fed her a mouthful of vegetables and a mouthful of rice.

Wen Yan couldn't eat yet, so she ate alone. So the two of them took turns eating and finished their dinner in a lingering manner.

At this moment, Wen Yan had completely lost her former independence and just lay softly in his arms. However, Meng Qinghe could not refuse her like this and allowed her to rely on him in a rare way.

After dinner, Wen Yan's sleepiness had long disappeared.

The two of them sat snuggled up on the sofa, sharing everything that happened in the past month. Although they would talk about it on the phone, why would a sweet couple care about such things? When two people are together, all the nonsense they talk about is sweet.