Xiaoqi looked at the interface in front of her. She had never spent much of the money on it. Basically, most of the money was saved. Now she had almost 900,000, close to one million.
She nodded to the president's suggestion without much thought. She knew nothing about buying a house and thought the president looked very professional and reliable. It was a wiser choice to let someone who knew make the decision on things she didn't understand.
"I've never been to the Eastern Suburbs. Is the president familiar with that place? If you have time, could you please take me there?"
Xiao Shengzhou actually mentioned the eastern suburbs. It seemed that his family had acquired land there. I had heard it mentioned several times and it sounded familiar.
I didn't expect the little girl to trust me so much. A little less than one million is nothing to me, but it is the little girl's entire fortune.
"Okay, then I'll go with you on the weekend or at another time." Xiao Shengzhou said.
"Thank you, President." Xiao Qi thanked him and left the office.
Maybe it was because he felt that he had finally finished something, and he felt a little more relaxed. Xiaoqi's steps were a little bouncey, which was rare.
Xiao Shengzhou looked at the back and shook his head.
He turned around and called his uncle.
"A small commercial house in the eastern suburbs? Why are you asking that? Do you want to hide your beauty in a golden house?" Xiao Yu joked.
"Stop joking, let's be serious. Aren't you curious about what Su Xiaoqi is going to do with the money? She's going to buy a house."
Xiao Yu: ...
Some of his many girlfriends asked him for houses as gifts.
But there are almost no people who buy their own houses.
"She's not yet of age, is she?"
"Not yet. He won't be eighteen until the end of the year," Xiao Shengzhou said.
"There are a lot of small commercial houses over there, and they sell well, but I was more concerned about villa properties. I will ask my assistant to contact you later, you can ask him." Xiao Yu was still outside at the moment and was a little busy. The uncle and nephew hung up without chatting for long.
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yu always felt that something was wrong... How did his nephew know that the little girl would not turn eighteen until the end of the year? Did he check her birthday?
Xiaoqi met up with his roommates and walked back to the old district along the lake.
The evening breeze is cool and the lake is sparkling.
I feel a little full after eating. The food in the school cafeteria or student street is much inferior to that in the (International) Equestrian Club.
By the way, since Coach Steven came, the equestrian club has added the word "international" in front of its name, and many outsiders have come. I guess the president plans to run the club well.
The four of them walked back to the dormitory, packed up and went to evening study.
Today is Tuesday, and Xiaoqi still has to take a Japanese elective class.
Mi'er went with them today. When she went home for the National Day, her parents kept nagging her to learn foreign languages and help with translation in the future. Their small town factory has received many orders from Japan. The Japanese orders have many requirements and of course the prices are high. However, they often have to redo everything because of a little bit of non-compliance. They have to argue with the translators every day, which makes them very anxious.
Mi'er sat in the classroom, looking at the Japanese old man, who was serious and chattering in the lecture. She didn't understand a word he said and fell asleep in the second half of the class.
If it weren't for Xiaoqi's sake, she would have skipped classes. After forcing herself to sit through two classes, she realized that she probably really didn't have the talent to learn Japanese. She couldn't force herself, it was too painful.
Xiaoqi felt much closer to Mr. Yamamoto after going to Shanya Village for a barbecue together. This serious-looking old man actually has a good heart, but he is not good at talking, and his smile is always a little creepy and unpleasant. However, he is a pragmatic person who does more than he says.
Perhaps he had experienced a lot of things, and the wrinkles on his face looked like they were carved by a knife, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
Knowing that he likes pickled vegetables, Xiaoqi also brought a jar today. She had made a lot of them at Jin Zaiyan's place before, and half of them were prepared by her for herself. She took it back to the dormitory at about the same time.
She brought a jar of sweet pickled bamboo shoots today. From what Xiaoqi knows about Japanese culture, they actually like sweet food. The eel in eel rice is sweet, and even hot pot has sugar pot, with sugar added to the soup.
The small glass jar looks very clean, with the little bamboo shoots neatly packed in.
After class, Xiao Qi handed the can of bamboo shoots to Yamamoto and communicated in Japanese for a while. Mr. Yamamoto was quite embarrassed, but his expression did not show embarrassment. He just looked unhappy and his smile was very cold.
Fortunately, Xiaoqi got to know Mr. Yamamoto a little bit and knew that he had no other intentions. He gave him the pickled bamboo shoots and took Mi'er away.
"This teacher is too fierce. When you talked to him, Xiaoqi, I felt like he was ready to attack and hurt someone at any time. It's very scary." Mi'er said, patting her chest.
"It's not that exaggerated. We went on a picnic that day and posted a video in the group chat. Mr. Yamamoto was very serious about his work. He was the one who cleaned up the garbage at the end."
As Xiao Qi finished speaking, a mechanical voice rang out in his ears: "Host, you study hard and have a positive attitude. You have brought a little hope and positive energy to a desperate old man. You are rewarded with a Su Ji Primary Lucky Card. The host can use this card on anyone. The effect lasts for one day. Please use it with caution."
The previous ones are exactly the same. It seems that whether you give anything or not, as long as you study hard, Mr. Yamamoto will give you skills.
A small light gold card appeared on the interface in front of me, side by side with a black and gray card.
Xiaoqi felt that his system had been upgraded silently, and the things it was given now seemed to be a little different from before.
"Next time I have a holiday, I won't go back. I want to go out and play with you guys." Mi'er thought of the video she had seen before. The scenery over there was beautiful. She was quite bored at home and was brainwashed by her parents every day.
Her brother could use his parents' money to go out and play. While she was in school, his brother actually bought a new car and even said that he wanted to find a sister-in-law for her and a car was a necessity.
Thinking about what was happening at home, Mier was too tired to complain.
She has been bombarded with two classes by this Mr. Yamamoto. Now her head feels like it is ringing in her ears, and it is rumbling. Xiaoqi is really powerful. She really can't bear this kind of care and urgently needs to go back to the dormitory to eat some dessert to relieve the pain.
After returning to the dormitory, Xiaoqi saw that his step count still had not reached 30,000, so he went downstairs to run again.
As for Xiaoqi, who has already broken the marathon record, still going for a run, his roommates said: We're used to it...
Xiaoqi was reviewing the Japanese learning content tonight while running. When he felt tired, he switched to English. He still had a rematch for the English speech, and it would be held at Qingmeng University. Xiaoqi was quite nervous and had been preparing. He didn't dare to think about getting first place, but he couldn't bring shame to the school.
After all, Enhua is not in the same league as Qingmeng. In fact, there are classmates in her high school who were admitted to Qingmeng, but she is not very familiar with them.
After running, Xiaoqi continued to stretch his body. After completing the whole set of movements, he returned to the dormitory and took another shower.
I changed into a set of pajamas. I didn’t buy any special pajamas. Xiaoqi’s pajamas were just some old clothes and pants she had worn before. They were very cotton and had fine balls of wool on them.
In the dormitory, Wei Cheng also dressed like this. Mi'er had special pajamas, but she was afraid of heat, so her pajamas were all dungarees.
Yunshu’s pajamas are the most formal, with a complicated princess-style long dress in white, blue, and pink. It is said that one of these nightgowns costs several thousand yuan.
Perhaps true wealth is reflected in the details.
Xiaoqi feels that he is still a poor person in essence, so he is still poor in details.
She can now spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy gifts for her relatives and friends, but if she is asked to spend a few thousand dollars to buy a nightgown for herself, she still feels that she cannot get over this spending hurdle. Moreover, when she thinks about it, a nightgown costs several thousand dollars, and buying twenty or thirty of them is like buying a house. She doesn't even dare to do the math, it's too scary.
After taking a shower, Xiaoqi practiced calligraphy for a while, then went to bed when the lights were turned off.
Everyone in the dormitory was a little excited and talked about their experiences of going home. They were too tired from the long journey yesterday and didn't talk about it, but it accumulated until today.
Xiaoqi didn't go back, and was quite envious of them for talking about family matters, whether good or bad.
Thinking about calling home tomorrow, I wonder what will happen. My father can only see the changes in the numbers in the passbook when he goes to the city to deposit money.
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