Chapter 178 I'll take care of you for two days

Jiang Xiaoyan and Han Xia are much more generous than Wen Leyu.

When Wen Leyu opened the door, they ran into the bathroom designed by Li Ye, and they couldn't move their legs after seeing it.

It's just that no one asked Li Ye to squat outside the yard. After locking the bathroom door, they let Li Ye and Wen Leyu go on with their love.

It was indeed disgusting. Li Ye was combing Wen Leyu's hair, no, designing her hairstyle.

Li Ye made Wen Leyu look like a catfish head.

"What do you think of this hairstyle? You have a small face, and a ponytail does look good on you, but if you let it hang down a little bit on both sides, it will hide your toughness and make you look more gentle and approachable."

Wen Leyu didn't even look at the mirror, she pouted and said, "How am I being tough? I haven't even spoken loudly to you once."

Li Ye quickly said: "Yes, yes, you are gentle enough to me, but others are always afraid of you!"

Wen Leyu said disdainfully: "Then it's better to make them afraid of me, which can save a lot of trouble."

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"Okay! Then I'll simply comb your hair and tie it into a medium ponytail, okay?"

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"You can comb your hair for a little longer, so that I can enjoy it too."

Wen Leyu narrowed his eyes, like a lazy big cat, feeling the caress on his neck and head, feeling extremely comfortable.

. . . . . .

Today we had a small group gathering of eight people, but not all of them showed up.

Hu Man didn't come. Jiang Xiaoyan said that she had joined the student union and was very busy all day, either coordinating preparations for the upcoming New Year's Eve party or working on various things like blackboard poster propaganda.

Li Daye didn't come either. He said he had made an appointment with some classmates to climb Xiangshan Mountain. I don't know what the hike would be like in Xiangshan Mountain in December.

However, after hearing Fu Yingjie say that there were female classmates among them, Li Ye was quite happy.

If you want to forget someone, the best way is to fall in love with that person again.

At least you can forget it temporarily.

There were two people missing today, but there was still nothing left of the two pots of dishes made by Jiang Xiaoyan.

Children of this generation always seem to be short of fat in their stomachs. Li Ye watched Jiang Xiaoyan eat three large bowls of rice, then turned around to get another bowl. He really couldn't understand why her stomach was so elastic.

After lunch, Jiang Xiaoyan found Li Ye somewhat nervously.

Li Ye smiled and said, "Looking at you, is there something you are embarrassed to tell me? Not really! With the relationship between us, we should be able to talk about anything!"

Jiang Xiaoyan smiled awkwardly, twisted her toes a few times, and said, "The day before yesterday, Brother Peng asked me if I was willing to be the sales promotion team leader of Xicheng Department Store. I just wanted to ask if I am qualified."

Li Ye didn't know about this, so he asked carefully: "What does a promotion team leader do? How many days a week do they work? Who are the specific people in the team? Will it affect your studies?"

Jiang Xiaoyan had obviously prepared a plan in her mind, and she quickly replied, "The promotion team will only work one day on Sunday.

Brother Peng said that the group is full of short-term workers, either students who work and study, or retired workers. I have been dealing with these people these days.

My studies will not be affected, and I should be able to get a second-level or even first-level scholarship this year."

"Then why are you asking me what to do? You must be qualified, right?" Li Ye said with a smile, "Jin Peng is not a nepotist. If he says you can do it, then you must be able to do it. If you are not able to do it, he will not force you to promote you just for the sake of his fellow villager."

"Besides, in my opinion, this kind of social practice is more challenging than joining a student union, because you have already stepped into society one step ahead of others."

Jiang Xiaoyan pursed her lips and smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

She lowered her head and suddenly asked Li Ye: "Do you think I am obsessed with power or money?"

"I don't think so," Li Ye said seriously, "It's only natural to exchange your efforts for rewards. How can it be considered a person's character? Besides, you don't need to ask for other people's consent for such things!"

Jiang Xiaoyan lowered her head and slowly took out a letter from her trouser pocket.

"I'm not a money-grubber. I just want to save some money to take my mother around Beijing and let her have a meal of Beijing roast duck and taste some Beijing snacks."

"But I'm also afraid that when she comes and finds out that I'm working part-time, she'll feel embarrassed and get angry."

Only then did Li Ye realize the root of the problem.

He took the letter from Jiang Xiaoyan's hand and was stunned after opening it.

The letter paper was filled with Chinese characters and numbers like male, female, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, Beijing, Aviation University, etc., written like a turtle crawling.

These crooked words were worse than those written by an elementary school student, but they were so powerful that they seemed to show through the paper, as if the person who wrote them had put all his strength into the pencil.

At the end of the letter, there was a line of neat handwriting: When I can recognize all the characters, I will go to the capital to see you.

Li Ye suddenly realized that the words on the letter paper were written by Jiang Xiaoyan's mother, and the last line was written to Jiang Xiaoyan by someone she asked. She should be coming to Beijing to see Jiang Xiaoyan.

When children travel thousands of miles away, the homesickness of their parents at home is actually even greater than the homesickness of the children themselves.

"I don't think your mother will be angry with you. If you are really unsure, we can help you keep it a secret from him."

Li Ye folded the letter and returned it to Jiang Xiaoyan, then said, "When your mother comes to Beijing, we can borrow Brother Peng's car. I will be your driver for a day and take your mother to see the Great Wall, the Forbidden City, and Xiangshan."

Jiang Xiaoyan seemed to have let go of a worry, and shook her head, "No need, I can do it myself. I know where all the buses in Beijing go."

"I'm not working as your driver for nothing," Li Ye said with a smile, "Give me 1.6 yuan. I was working as a driver for a school some time ago, and the daily rate was 1.6 yuan."

Jiang Xiaoyan must have suddenly figured it out, and she slowly smiled and nodded.

"I'll take care of you for two days and give you three dollars and two cents."

. . . . . .

After lunch, Hu Man unexpectedly came over, so Han Xia happily suggested going out for a walk.

Everyone was just like the country bumpkins who had just arrived in the city, wandering around the streets and alleys of the capital. Whenever they saw something interesting, they would laugh and play for half a day.

Li Ye sighed a little. He had been a little worried since he arrived in Beijing. After everyone was dispersed to four universities, everyone would have their own new classmates and new circles.

In that case, the closeness of the connection between the small group of eight people will become weaker and weaker as time goes by, and may eventually reach the point where they won't make a phone call or write a letter for a long time.

But from now on, the situation is much better than Li Ye expected.

The experience in the Erliangdian store is an indelible mark in everyone's heart. For the sake of that precious friendship, everyone spontaneously and actively maintains this feeling and hopes that it will never disappear.

At dinner time, everyone had a meal outside which was said to be authentic Beijing fried noodles with soybean paste.

As a result, several classmates complained that they were not full and that the restaurants in Dajingcheng were not spacious enough and were not as practical as the restaurants in Dongshan.

When everyone was about to go back to school, Jiang Xiaoyan suddenly asked Li Ye: "Do you think it would be okay if my mother opened a noodle shop in Beijing?"

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Li Ye was surprised and moved.

This girl who has had a miserable life since childhood has to bring her mother to school!

. . . . . .

Li Ye and Wen Leyu returned to school, and before they had time to go for their usual lakeside walk, they saw Jin Peng squatting under the street light at the south gate of the school.

"Brother Peng, why are you waiting here?"

"Need I say more? I'll wait for you!"

Jin Peng stood up, shook his legs and feet which were numb from squatting, and nodded to Wen Leyu with a smile.

After Wen Leyu smiled back, she whispered hello to Li Ye and went back to the girls' dormitory.

Jin Peng was blocking the door waiting for Li Ye, so there must be something urgent.

The two brothers found a place, and Li Ye asked what had happened.

"I received a notice yesterday afternoon. I didn't take it seriously at first, but today an acquaintance in the tax department came to me and told me something. I'm really unsure, so I had to discuss it with you."

"What notice?" Li Ye asked.

"That's it."

Jin Peng handed Li Ye a paper notice with the official seal of Xiushui Street printed on it.

The above are just a few simple sentences, notifying Pengcheng Factory No. 7 to go to the street on Monday morning to participate in the fundraising negotiation meeting for the commercial transformation of Xiushui Street.

"I originally thought that we only have a small store on Xiushui Street, which is not noticeable in front of those big companies. We will just go there tomorrow to make up the numbers and go through the motions."

Jin Peng said, "But today, an acquaintance in the tax department brought someone from the bank over. They said that based on the amount of tax we pay this year, they can give us a loan. The amount almost scared me to death."

"For this commercial renovation, the state will provide part of the funds, and each unit will raise the rest. The renovated shops and stalls will be allocated according to the amount of funds raised. Do you think we should get involved?"

Li Ye listened to Jin Peng's story calmly, but his heart was filled with waves.

Commercial transformation of Xiushui Street? Isn’t this the Xiushui Market of later generations?

Li Ye remembered that the formalization transformation of Xiushui Market should have been in 1984, which is more than a year away from now!

So is it true that the process from the meeting to the official start of construction requires more than a year?

Or was it the wings of this butterfly that finally triggered a chain reaction?

"I also found out something," Jin Peng said in a low voice, "There is a person named Wen Guohua in the Xiushui Street commercial transformation team this time. Xiaoye, you should know about this, right?"

Li Ye has an idea.

When he rescued Huang Gang in Xiushui Street, he stabbed more than a dozen thugs on the street. It was Wen Guohua who stepped in to settle the subsequent troubles.

At that time, Wen Guohua drove Li Ye back to school. In the car, he asked Li Ye about his opinion on Xiushui Street. Li Ye said something like "standardized management benefits the country and the people."

Now it seems that it is most likely my own fault.

So Li Ye said, "Go and have a look tomorrow! As long as you can get involved, you can do as much as you want. Don't be afraid of overdoing it."

Jin Peng was very conflicted. He reached out and touched his scalp vigorously, and said, "Xiao Ye, we have saved up several million from last year to now.

If it's really cash on hand, the most I can get out is two million. If you're not afraid of holding on as you said, I'll have to take out a loan."

"Then we can get a loan. We can get as much as we can, 10 million or 100 million. As long as they dare to give it, we will take it."

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Jin Peng opened his mouth in surprise, and after a long while he said, "Xiao Ye, that loan is not easy to use. There is interest every day. Ten million in interest. Do you really think that the renovation of Xiushui Street can make back the money?"

"Believe me, Brother Peng, Xiushui Street is a hen that lays golden eggs. No matter how much money you invest, you can earn it back."

Today's post is a bit short, but it's too late, so I'll add another thousand words tomorrow to make up for it.

Thanks to the book friend "Anohana?" for the reward.

(End of this chapter)