Chapter 97 If you can’t make money, who will follow me in the future?
The next morning, Chen Yansen dressed neatly and went downstairs to the restaurant.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Song Yuncheng sitting alone by the window, holding half a fried dough stick in his hand, a bowl of tofu pudding in front of him, and a suitcase at his feet.
She didn't wear the white suit she wore yesterday, but instead the patched pink down jacket. Her hair was fluffy and tied into a high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead.
Chen Yansen grabbed some breakfast and walked over with the tray.
"So early, what time's the train?" Chen Yansen sat down and asked softly.
"9:30." Song Yuncheng looked up at him and casually made up a train schedule.
"What time will we arrive in Lucheng?" Chen Yansen asked again.
"I-I didn't notice." Song Yuncheng didn't buy a ticket at all, so how could he know the arrival time? He could only lower his head to avoid his gaze.
"You know what? When people lie, their expressions will subconsciously become unnatural, but this instinctive reaction can be suppressed through training."
Chen Yansen took in her expression and said jokingly.
"Really?" Song Yuncheng laughed dryly, took a sip of the milk, tactically avoided the topic, and said, "By the way, are you going back to school today?"
"I'm going to Lucheng."
Chen Yansen stared at Song Yuncheng and spoke slowly.
"Are you going to Lucheng too?" Song Yuncheng's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a look of joy unconsciously appeared on his face.
But she immediately realized that Chen Yansen had probably seen through her lies a long time ago, and he went to Lujiang most likely to send her home.
"Well, send the unlucky guy home." Chen Yansen nodded in response.
"I want to try my luck at the long-distance bus station." Song Yuncheng muttered softly. She understood what Chen Yansen meant, but she didn't want to have too much contact with him.
She was afraid that she would get deeper and deeper into trouble.
"The universities in Shanghai are on holiday these two days, and it's hard to get a ticket at the bus station." Chen Yansen added, completely ending Song Yuncheng's thoughts.
At half past nine, the two left the hotel and got into the car.
Chen Yansen sped along the outer ring and soon entered the highway. He glanced at Song Yuncheng who was in a daze and said, "Play a song."
"Ah? Okay." Song Yuncheng came to his senses and agreed obediently.
Song Yuncheng fiddled with it for ten minutes before connecting to the car's Bluetooth. He flipped through the songs on his phone, but felt that none of them matched Chen Yansen's personality.
After hesitating for a long time, I chose a poem called "Luzhou Moon", which is quite suitable for the occasion.
"When I was a child, I chiseled a hole in the wall to steal someone's light. I didn't comb my hair for a day and studied hard for ten years."
"Now I am reading leisurely under the lamp, with red sleeves adding fragrance to my life, and my fame in my life is just vanity..."
Chen Yansen hummed along, his voice deep and magnetic with a husky sound.
Song Yuncheng was slightly stunned. After spending a few months together, she almost forgot that Chen Yansen was born in the 1990s like her, and she was even one year older than Chen Yansen.
"He actually listens to Xu Song's songs." Song Yuncheng thought secretly and couldn't help laughing. It was the first time she saw another side of Chen Yansen.
wrong!
The pattern on Chen Yansen's underwear is out of place with his usual well-dressed appearance.
Thinking of this, her cheeks flushed.
Song Yuncheng leaned back in her seat, looking at the scenery passing by the window, thinking to herself: You are such a loser. Chen Yansen just beckoned and you got in the car. Didn't you agree to treat him as your boss and master? She recalled that an hour ago, it seemed like an inexplicable force pushed her into the car.
"Is it because you like it?"
Song Yuncheng secretly glanced at Chen Yansen. He had sharp features and delicate facial features. There was a football team of girls who liked him in the 10th Journalism Class alone, not to mention the entire Xuyuan.
"To say he's bad, except for Meng Jie, he seems to only take advantage of me; to say he's good, he's greedy, what a scumbag."
Song Yuncheng said nothing, his mind was full of random thoughts, and his face turned red and white.
Chen Yansen was an expert driver and drove all the way from Shanghai to Nanjing in one breath without stopping.
After having lunch in the rest area, we set out again half an hour later.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yansen drove off the highway, drove on the provincial road for an hour, and then turned into the rural road.
Country roads are more difficult to drive on than highways. The road surface is bumpy and you have to use the ridges to pass other cars.
The sun hung in the branches of the birch trees, but there was no warmth at all.
The cold wind of early winter blew up a few dead leaves and drifted them towards the distant culvert.
"Going home to see your parents?" Chen Yansen suddenly asked.
"No." Song Yuncheng shook his head, but quickly added: "Look at my brother."
"Your brother should have graduated and started working, right?" Chen Yansen asked without thinking too much.
"My brother won't be able to graduate." Song Yuncheng smiled bitterly, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes.
Chen Yansen turned his head to look at her and asked in confusion, "You were fired for failing the exam?"
"My brother gets scholarships every year and never fails a course." Song Yuncheng sighed and forced a smile.
Chen Yansen smiled awkwardly, shrugged his shoulders, and thought to himself: I didn’t fail the exam either.
60 points in every subject! 99 points in English!
The principal and the dean had both informed each other, so the professional course teacher had no choice but to change all the test papers with Chen Yansen's scores of more than ten points to 60 points! Chen Yansen was confused and didn't ask any more questions. He was interested in Song Yuncheng, not her brother.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped next to a two-story building.
"Is this your home?" Chen Yansen looked around and asked curiously.
The house in front of me has yards of dozens of square meters inside and outside, and the living area of the upper and lower floors is also not small.
This house is much bigger than his own. It seems that Song Yuncheng is not as poor as he thought.
He originally thought that since Song Yuncheng was so stingy, his family must be extremely poor.
"Would you like to come in and have a drink of water?" Song Yuncheng asked instead of answering.
In fact, she didn't want Chen Yansen to enter the house. There were too many things to explain, and she didn't want him to know her too well.
But Chen Yansen drove her all the way back and didn't allow her to go into the house to drink water, which made her seem inhuman.
"It would be better if we could have a meal together." Chen Yansen was not polite at all.
After taking the luggage out of the trunk, Chen Yansen walked forward. If you didn't know, you would think this was his home.
"Chen Yansen, walk slower." Song Yuncheng jogged after him.
As soon as Chen Yansen entered the door, he ran into a woman in her thirties, who looked at him in surprise.
"Who are you?" The woman frowned, looking confused.
"Aunt, I'm back." Song Yuncheng walked out from behind Chen Yansen and greeted with a smile.
"Oh, Xiaochengzi, I was just about to call you and ask you where you were. Your uncle is still worried that you can't buy a ticket." The aunt held Song Yuncheng's hand and said with a smile.
"Who is this young man?" the aunt said, and then turned her gaze to Chen Yansen.
"He is mine." Song Yuncheng hesitated, not yet deciding whether to say classmate or boss.
Chen Yansen took the initiative to step forward and said with a smile: "Hello, auntie, I am Xiao Chengzi's boyfriend, Chen Yansen, you can just call me Xiao Chen."
"Hey! Chen Yansen, stop talking nonsense!" Song Yuncheng got anxious and stood on tiptoe, trying to cover Chen Yansen's mouth.
Also, only family members can call you by your nickname, Xiaochengzi.
Chen Yansen, shut up! Song Yuncheng was afraid that his aunt would misunderstand him, so he hurriedly wanted to refute him.
"Aunt, Xiaochengzi is shy, you know." Chen Yansen explained with a smile.
"Xiao Chengzi, my aunt is not an old-fashioned person. It's a good thing to have a friend. Xiao Chen, right? Come in and sit down."
The aunt thought Song Yuncheng was just being shy, so she warmly welcomed Chen Yansen into the main room and busied herself with finding tea leaves to make tea.
"Chen Yansen, why are you talking nonsense? My aunt believed it!" Song Yuncheng kicked Chen Yansen with an unhappy look on his face.
"You confessed to me last time and I agreed, so aren't we boyfriend and girlfriend?" Chen Yansen brought up the past with a sly smile on his face.
Just then, a tall and thin young man walked out of the bedroom. When he saw Song Yuncheng, he immediately grinned.
"Xiao Chengzi, you are finally out of school. Can you play flying chess with me?" The young man looked a bit like Song Yuncheng, with a strange tone and a simple smile.
"Brother, I brought you toys and exercise books." When Song Yuncheng saw his brother, he didn't bother to argue with Chen Yansen. He hurriedly opened the suitcase and took out the prepared things.
"Xiao Chen, you've figured it out, there's something wrong with Xiao Chengzi's brother." The aunt brought hot water and gently placed it on the table, motioning Chen Yansen to drink tea, while pointing to her head.
"Is it caused by illness?" Chen Yansen asked.
Song Yuncheng mentioned that her brother went to college and received scholarships every year, so he was definitely not born that way.
"Didn't Xiaochengzi tell you?" The aunt was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, she felt that since Song Yuncheng had brought Chen Yansen home, he probably didn't intend to hide it from him.
Chen Yansen nodded. Now he understood why Song Yuncheng was so frugal. Even with a monthly salary of four or five thousand, he still made himself malnourished.
"When Xiao Chengzi was in his second year of high school, the wiring at home was aging and a fire broke out in the middle of the night. When we found out, Xiao Chengzi was lying outside the door alone."
When my aunt talked about this, her eyes reddened. After choking twice, she continued, "Yun Nuo woke up early. He took his sister out first, and then went back to the house to rescue his parents. He inhaled too much toxic gas. The doctor said it was toxic encephalopathy. Now his intelligence is about the same as that of a six or seven-year-old child."
"What about Xiaochengzi's parents?" Chen Yansen asked in a low voice.
"He couldn't be saved." The aunt gave a direct answer.
Chen Yansen looked at Song Yunnuo and saw that his face was washed very clean and his clothes were not high-end but fit and tidy. It was obvious that his aunt had been taking care of Song Yuncheng and her brother in the past few years.
"Xiao Chengzi is a hardworking girl. She has been working part-time at school since her sophomore year. It's just that her boss is a piece of shit. He assigns her a lot of work all day long, leaving her so busy that she doesn't even have time to eat." The aunt scolded angrily.
Every family has its own difficulties. Song Yuncheng made it clear that his aunt's family relies on his uncle to drive a truck in the city to support the family, and they have two children in elementary school. How can he live and eat for free?
Due to the death of his parents and his elder brother being seriously ill, Song Yuncheng, who had been a good student, only managed to get into a second-tier university.
Her uncle and aunt advised her to repeat the year, but Song Yuncheng refused.
When Chen Yansen heard this, he smiled knowingly. Considering Song Yuncheng's bad temper, it was normal for him not to accept it.
"I don't object to your relationship. I tell you this, first, so that you can be mentally prepared, and second, I want to tell you that if you can't accept Xiaochengzi's burden, just tell her directly and don't make her too sad." The aunt sighed and warned seriously.
She knew in her heart that her niece was too much of a burden. Whoever married her would have to raise an extra "son", and an ordinary family would never agree to that.
She didn't want Chen Yansen to suddenly change his mind when Song Yuncheng was talking about marriage, so it would be good for everyone if she could speak out the ugly truth in advance.
"I understand." Chen Yansen said nothing and waved to Song Yuncheng.
"Brother, play by yourself for a while." Song Yuncheng coaxed his brother and walked up to Chen Yansen.
"You two can chat slowly. I'll go to the school to pick up Wang Yun and Wang Yu." After saying this, the aunt left the main room to the two of them and rode her electric bike to the town's primary school.
Wang Yun and Wang Yu are Song Yuncheng's cousins. Their school is less than 800 meters away from their home. One is in the sixth grade and the other is in the fifth grade, so there is no need for them to be picked up and dropped off.
The sister-in-law did this simply to give the two some space to talk.
"I've never thought about falling in love or getting married. My life was saved by my brother, and I have to take care of him." Song Yuncheng looked at her brother and said softly.
Song Yunnuo squatted on the ground, playing flying chess by himself, and turned a deaf ear to the noise around him.
"He definitely doesn't want you to live like this for the rest of your life." Chen Yansen said firmly.
"But I can only live like this for the rest of my life." Song Yuncheng chuckled with tears in his eyes.
"Life is not as bad as you think. Help me make money. In a year or two, I guarantee you'll have saved several million."
Chen Yansen smiled and comforted.
This time, he didn't say something like 'Be my part-time girlfriend and I'll give you X amount of money every month'.
He is just bad, not a beast.
"Zhang Yifeng only earned 50,000 last month. How can I make millions in two years?" Song Yuncheng felt warm in his heart, but he didn't believe it.
"You are my No. 1 employee. If you can't make any money, who will follow me in the future?" Chen Yansen retorted with a pout.
(End of this chapter)
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