"How can it not be that I wanted to do it myself?"
Jiang Ci placed her hand on the book, raised her eyebrows, and asked.
Zhou Mingli's cheek was pressed against her ear, their warmth exchanging, yet they seemed to hear each other's heartbeats.
"If you wanted to do this job, you wouldn't have accepted your company's offer to continue your studies."
She gradually faded out of important departmental affairs and became a marginal figure. No one paid attention to her, so if she wanted to do something to make money, she naturally didn't have to worry.
In another two or three years, when the reform and opening up truly begins, she will be able to resign and start her own business openly and legitimately.
Nowadays, Enoki is clearly more interested in diplomacy than in business.
Just as Jiang Ci understood Zhou Mingli, he also understood Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci muttered, "You'll only let me help you this once. I won't help you again, even if you beg me."
Hearing her incredibly willful words, Zhou Mingli chuckled quietly.
He couldn't help but rub against Jiang Ci's cheek again and again, like a Siberian forest cat, looking dangerous but exceptionally docile and affectionate.
Jiang Ci nudged him, "Zhou Mingli, you're so annoying, don't disturb my reading."
Zhou Mingli pressed down on her hand holding the book, and said without batting an eye, "Reading at night is a waste of electricity."
"Moreover, the light from the electric lights is not bright enough, which can easily lead to nearsightedness."
He swept Jiang Ci up in his arms, kissing the soft, sensitive flesh behind her ear, and said with a smile and a slurred tone, "To save on the electricity bill and to ensure that you, my wife, never need to wear glasses again, what we should do now is go to sleep."
Jiang Ci grabbed his arm and said, "You'd better really be talking about sleeping."
Zhou Mingli placed her on the kang (a heated brick bed), and casually took off her clothes, saying, "Exercise before bed is beneficial for deep sleep."
Jiangci is truly speechless.
He really does know how to make excuses.
She looked silently at Zhou Mingli and said, "How many more excuses can you come up with?"
Zhou Mingli pondered for a moment, "In-depth research into the mysteries of childbirth can help improve the relationship between husband and wife..."
Jiang Ci: "…………"
She gave in and, unable to bear it any longer, shut him up.
Zhou Mingli chuckled softly, deepening his kiss until Jiang Ci was breathless. He lowered his voice and tempted her, "Really, why don't you try sitting on my face?"
Jiangci:……………
She met Zhou Mingli's gaze. He was smiling, his rosy lips curving upwards, his eyes fixed on her like a succubus.
Jiang Ci's throat was a little dry, and after a long while she said, "Turn off the light."
Zhou Mingli's smile deepened, and he turned off the light, pulling Jiang Ci up as he did so.
Just before falling asleep, Jiang Ci was still thinking, "Thank goodness Zhou Mingli had his vasectomy."
At their current rate, given that only two condoms were issued a year in the 1970s, Jiang Ci would have already had two children in three years.
No……
Maybe she'll have four children in three years, or even a pair of twins a year...
Jiang Ci shuddered, feeling that this was truly a nightmare.
...
Zhou Mingli sold all three hundred copies with ease. He picked up the remaining two hundred copies that evening and planned to sell them elsewhere.
He worked at the company, and although he was just a kitchen helper, he heard the news much earlier than others.
Whether it was the resumption of the college entrance examination or some other omens, people selling review materials sprang up like mushrooms after rain, which led to a lot of speculation and profiteering.
Relevant authorities contacted the public security department and prepared for a crackdown.
Upon hearing this news, Zhou Mingli knew that the two hundred booklets were no longer suitable for sale in Beijing.
He still has to go to work and sell to those educated youth in the countryside, so he probably only has time on weekends.
Even after getting off work, Zhou Mingli was still pondering this matter.
He didn't rush to sell books, but instead looked around the area around the bookstore and the school.
Sure enough, they found that quite a few plainclothes police officers had arrived.
"Hey, Second Brother! It hurts! Second Brother, let go! It's me! Xu San!"
He was suddenly patted on the shoulder, and Zhou Mingli reflexively twisted the other person's hand and pressed him to the ground.
Xu San cried out in pain, pounding the ground.
"Don't suddenly appear behind me," Zhou Mingli said in a deep voice.
"I know, I know," Xu San nodded quickly.
Zhou Mingli released him, but his expression remained unchanged.
Xu San smiled obsequiously beside him, "Second Brother, you see I know I was wrong, please don't hold it against me."
"You said back then that if we ever met again, you'd let me... hehe, get involved in this study materials business. You can't go back on your word."
Zhou Mingli glanced at him sideways and said, "See the police over there?"
Xu San turned his head and nodded, "I saw it."
Zhou Mingli said calmly, "Knowing that the regulations are stricter now, you still want to get involved?"
"Don't you have...connections? Why are you afraid of them?"
Zhou Mingli gave him a disdainful look that seemed to say, "Are you an idiot?"
Xu San: "???"
"The orders have been given from above, and the pressure is immense. You're just blindly charging in, and no matter who you are or what connections you have, it won't make a difference."
Xu San was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized it was true.
"Does that mean this business deal can't go through?"
Zhou Mingli said calmly, "Of course I can do it, but it will take some effort to travel. I'll just go to other smaller places to do it."
Xu San's eyes lit up instantly. "Really?!"
“You’re right. Although we’ve increased security in the city, it’s not necessarily the same in the countryside. If we can go to the countryside, we can still make money.”
Zhou Mingli glanced at him and sized him up.
Xu San wasn't dressed very well. Although his clothes were decent, they were faded from washing and looked like they hadn't been changed in a long time.
Zhou Mingli said, "You really want to do it?"
Xu San immediately nodded, "Really."
“I can give you the books and let you sell them. The minimum price is five yuan per book. You know I have to recoup my costs. You can’t ask for more than eight yuan per book.”
If I make two dollars per book, I can make two hundred dollars from a hundred books!
This is simply picking up money!
Xu San's eyes widened, and his breathing became rapid. "I can do it! Really! Don't even mention going to the countryside, I can even go to Tongzhou!"
"How can I trust you?" Zhou Mingli said calmly. "If you run off with my books, I'll lose both the money and the books."
Xu San was extremely anxious. "Go and find out if I, Xu San, am that kind of person!"
Zhou Mingli was not swayed by his anxious appearance at all, and said calmly, "Xu San, we have only met twice, and our friendship is not deep enough for me to completely trust you."
Xu San stared wide-eyed. "Then what do you want to do?"
Zhou Mingli looked him up and down and said, "Right now we're in a phase of mutual distrust, so you have to show me that you're trustworthy enough before I'll give you the review materials to sell."
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