Chapter 113 [113] There is a girl who only wants to see your face...

Tang Yuanyuan returned to the store and immediately went into the darkroom to develop photos.

Develop the film, stop developing, fix it, wash it, and then fix it with clips and hang it on a rope to dry.

In a row of photos, the last one shows a boy with an oval face, delicate skin, clear and firm eyes, thick eyebrows, and a detached temperament. He is more handsome than the male lead on TV.

Tang Yuanyuan couldn't help but take it out and admire it, feeling a little satisfied.

Her photography skills are very good, so charging him 50 is not too much.

She packed her mother's photos, put them in a bag and sent them to the newspaper office.

He had agreed with the reporters at the venue that he would take photos and send them to them. The reporters were just casually responding at first, but when they saw the photos Tang Yuanyuan took out, they were immediately impressed.

The shot is indeed very grand, and the facial features seem to be telling a story.

I also asked the editor-in-chief to pay Tang Yuanyuan for the manuscript fee.

"Little classmate, by the way, didn't you take pictures of everyone? Why is there only one? Why don't you print out the others' pictures for me too? We'll give you a commission."

If Tang Yuanyuan doesn’t want to give it to her, just let her mother be beautiful alone!

"The others weren't taken well, this one is the best."

“…”You are clearly biased towards your mother!

The reporter was impressed by Tang Yuanyuan's photography skills and kindly introduced her to some resources: "Girl, your photography skills are quite good. I have a friend who works at this magazine. You can submit your photos there."

Of course Tang Yuanyuan had no objection. It felt wonderful to turn interest into money.

After leaving the newspaper office, she went to the cake shop to pick up the cake she ordered yesterday, and then she and her mother would have a big meal!

After bending down and getting into the car, the driver stepped on the accelerator and a man fell limply in front of the car.

Driver: "Miss, I didn't hit you!"

"I know."

Tang Yuanyuan pushed open the car door and got out. The other party was a teenage girl, lying a few dozen centimeters away from the front of the car. Her face was pale, her body was thin, and her lips were trembling slightly.

He must have fainted due to low blood sugar.

Tang Yuanyuan asked the driver to help the person up, and she went to the grocery store to buy some candy and fed her a piece of candy. After waiting for a while, the person's eyelids opened and she slowly woke up.

"Are you okay?"

The sunlight stung my eyes slightly, but as they gradually adapted, a face appeared in my pupils.

As cool and beautiful as a bunch of lilies.

"Thanks."

"You must be hungry. Take this and give yourself a good meal."

Tang Yuanyuan gave ten dollars.

The girl hurriedly propped herself up and ran after him, trotting over to Tang Yuanyuan: "Thank you for the money, but I can't take it. Do you know of any places that require work during the New Year?"

"You didn't have a job before? What did you do?"

"It's the holiday at the Xinde Toy Factory, and I'm looking for some work."

"You don't look that old, why don't you take a break during the New Year?"

Tang Yuanyuan grew up in a chili pepper factory and knew only too well how severely those small factories exploited their workers. They had to work 12 hours a day, with no weekends or holidays, and the food and accommodation were poor. Throughout the year, the only time workers could take a break was during the Chinese New Year.

"Train tickets for the Lunar New Year holiday are very expensive. My grandma told me to find a part-time job and earn as much as I can. I can read and study until my first year of high school."

After asking a few more questions, Tang Yuanyuan found out everything about her family's financial situation. It was a blood-sucking family that treated people like oxen. They paid her 240 yuan a month, and only left her granddaughter ten yuan for food.

Even Zhou Baopi wasn't so cruel.

Tang Yuanyuan looked the girl up and down carefully. She was wearing a flowery cotton-padded jacket, black pants, and homemade cotton-padded shoes. Her outfit was very rustic, and her clothes had turned white from washing, but they were clean and tidy.

People are stupid enough to endure hardships.

Tang Yuanyuan is about the same age as herself and is busy with her studies most of the time. She really needs to cultivate a subordinate who is loyal, hardworking, and absolutely obedient to her.

Another thing is that Chinese people attach great importance to the Chinese New Year. The chili factory has to take holidays during the Chinese New Year, so some goods are difficult to replenish. Now they are working overtime to catch up on the production and rush out all the goods for the Chinese New Year period. They are in need of temporary workers, so they can send her to the factory to gain some experience and have an extra pair of eyes in the factory.

"Did you bring your household registration book with you?"

"Um!"

Tang Yuanyuan took the household registration booklet and it turned out to be a fellow villager, Qian Tingting from Yucheng.

Tang Yuanyuan showed her the way and told her to go to the chili factory first and start production. After the workers had holidays, she would be responsible for replenishing the stock during the New Year period.

The next morning, Tang Yuanyuan immediately went to buy a newspaper, and sure enough, her mother's photo was the most beautiful!

There are also biographies. Tang Yuanyuan said she would pick up the newspapers and hang them on the wall.

Zhang Lancao covered her face and said, "That's too much. If a guest comes, they'll be laughed to death. It doesn't even suit this house."

Tang Yuanyuan didn't care: "You still put all the awards I've received since I was a child on the wall, Ms. Zhang Lancao, I have the final say on this matter."

Zhang Lancao flexed her toes in shame. Fortunately, she didn't bring any guests home, so she could do whatever she wanted.

Shen Yu walked into the photo studio. The clerk who was putting makeup on paused her work and asked, "Hello, sir. Would you like to take a photo or pick it up?"

"Get the photos."

The photos were placed in white bags with names written on them. I quickly flipped to a photo with two names on it. "This was taken by our boss. She's very skilled. It costs 20 yuan for a license. She only takes photos once a week, so many customers have to make an appointment and wait in line."

Shen Yu reached into the bag, took out the photo, took a look at it, and put it back. He took out his wallet and took out 40 yuan.

“This order can be free.”

Shen Yu turned around and saw Tang Yuanyuan walk in from the door with a faint smile on her lips as she approached.

Shen Yu clenched his bony fingers and repeated, "Free?"

Tang Yuanyuan walked closer and said, "I want to use this photo as a sample and stick it on the glass door. Is that okay?" I thought it would be very attractive to customers.

Shen Yu: "Thank you, but no thanks."

Tang Yuanyuan didn't want to force it, so she nodded slightly and looked away from the other person.

Shen Song walked out of the photo studio and the smile he had just suppressed burst out: "At first I thought the girl was fascinated by you, but I didn't expect that the girl only wanted to make money by looking at your face."

Shen Yu rolled his eyes at his brother, not finding anything funny.

Shen Song sighed again: "Kids nowadays are really amazing. Judging from her age, she is probably a high school student at most. Other girls her age are still playing with dolls, but this one is already the boss of a photo studio, and she runs it in an orderly manner. I've never seen such an amazing person before. The last one as amazing as you was you."

Shen Yu sat in the passenger seat, looking ahead without saying a word.

Tang Yuanyuan has been obsessed with the butterfly cakes in the coffee shop recently. Her mother has been doing more business with people, and now it is more high-end. She is obsessed with coffee and makes a cup every morning. She says that the light bitterness followed by sweetness is very similar to her life, bitter at first but sweet later. Tang Yuanyuan asked for another bag of coffee powder.

"Lin Guodong, how can you say that to me!"

Tang Yuanyuan retracted her steps, turned around, and saw the girl with the iconic waist-length black hair sitting in the booth near the inside. It was indeed Sister Fei Yan, Aunt Pang Juan's daughter.

Sitting opposite her was a man in a white suit, his hair combed back with thick pomade.

"You want to enter my Lin family?" The man reached out and adjusted the earring on Fei Yan's earlobe. "You've already gotten enough. As long as you're good and obedient, I'll keep buying you jewelry. You should also know your limits."

Fei Yan was stunned: "You, what are you talking about?"

"You actually, actually thought..."

"What else?" The man said, as if Fei Yan didn't know her place. "You live in an alley, and I live in a Western-style building and drive a car. Do you think our families are a good match? I can't even make the decision about my marriage. Okay, okay, stop it. You have everything except the title. I'll eat well and live well forever."

I'll provide you with the drink, so why don't you move into my house and live there?"

Fei Yan pulled off the earrings from her ears, pulling them off violently. She seemed not to feel the bloody marks on her ears. She threw the earrings on her wrists, hair, and her handbag to the man.

"That's not what I'm doing."

"Playing hard to please?" the man said, "Fei Yan, I'm telling you, I don't buy it. Don't be so ungrateful. If you miss my village, you'll only be able to marry a cyclist in the future."

Fei Yan didn't expect that a man would humiliate her like this. After all, he had been so good to her before and bought her so many good things. It turned out that he was using his money to abuse her.

"you!"

"you!"

Pang Juan is a teacher, and her grandmother is also a teacher. Fei Yan has been influenced by them since she was a child. She has never said a bad word. She plays the piano and learns dance. Even when she is bullied, she always chooses to endure it. She has never quarreled with anyone. Now that she is extremely angry, she can only stare at the man and cry.

"Who cares about your jewelry!" Tang Yuanyuan strode over, picked up the coffee on the table and poured it on the man's face, "Shame on you!"

The man looked at the stain on his suit in frustration. It was a custom-made suit in Italy, worth a thousand dollars!

"Stop right there."

Tang Yuanyuan pulled Fei Yan and ran outside. Shen Yu happened to walk in from the door. Seeing the girl bumping into him, he took a step back. Tang Yuanyuan also took a step to the side, but the door was too small, and the coffee powder and the bag of butterfly cookies in his hand hit Shen Yu.

The paper bag was hit and the coffee grounds were scattered all over the floor and all over the body.

The girl's face flashed before his eyes slowly, then quickly. In the blink of an eye, he turned his head and saw only a slender figure.

He lowered his eyes and head, preparing to brush off the coffee powder on his body. A slender, delicate finger belonging to a girl slid across his chin, and the fingertip hooked slightly, and a banknote fell into his coat pocket.

"Laundry money."

When Shen Yu looked up again, Tang Yuanyuan had already run away again, as nimble as a butterfly.

He took out a banknote from his coat, a brand new twenty-dollar bill, still stained with the unique scent of a girl.

Tang Yuanyuan pulled Fei Yan across a street before stopping.

Fei Yan felt ashamed to face anyone and explained in a panic, afraid that Tang Yuanyuan would think less of her. "Yuanyuan, believe me, I didn't know he was just playing around and wanted me to do that. He was very nice to me before. I thought I had found a good partner and that I could get my parents out of the tube-shaped building. I even wanted him to come home with me to meet my parents. I didn't expect him to say such harsh words."

"Don't tell my mom that I never want to climb up the social ladder again. I will never be greedy for fame and fortune again."

Tang Yuanyuan: "You don't need to explain to me. It's normal for a girl to want to marry a rich man with good conditions. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Besides, this is your private matter. I won't tell anyone, not even my mother."

Fei Yan was surprised: "You, don't look down on me?"

Tang Yuanyuan: "Why should I look down on you? There's nothing wrong with liking money. Aunt Pang has used her salary to train you over the years. You've reached level nine in piano! And you're a top student at Fudan University. You're obviously very good. It's not what that boy said. Don't think you don't deserve a rich man, okay? You do."

This affirmation was so timely that Fei Yan felt a warm current flowing through her heart, and she couldn't control her tears: "Thank you, thank you so much."

Tang Yuanyuan: "It's a pity that I'm out of coffee powder. Come on, I'll treat you to a soda."

Fei Yan sniffed, tears of emotion welling up in her eyes. Tang Yuanyuan was so kind: "I'll buy you a bag of coffee powder later."

"Then I won't be polite. I'll go drink some soda first. Luckily the butterfly cakes are still there."