Chapter 4343 [Update 1]

Wang Yong does have an elder in his family who opened a factory in Guangzhou, but his uncle opened a clothing factory.

He said, "Let me ask for you. Is it urgent?"

"Not urgent." Jiang Qi told Wang Yong that her grandfather's work would end at the end of the year, "There are still three or four months."

She didn't know whether her grandfather's work ended in December or on New Year's Eve. According to their local customs, it is very likely that it will end on New Year's Eve. If it is counted until New Year's Eve, there are still nearly four months.

This matter is not difficult for Wang Yong to handle. It's just a matter of making a few more phone calls to ask. As for asking them to ship the goods, as long as the money is received, it is not a problem.

What can he do when his own author asks for help? Of course, I helped her find out.

After Wang Yong helped her find out about the storefront and the source of goods, Jiang Xi was able to resolve a worry and concentrate on writing short stories.

The last time she wrote to "Story Club" it was not accepted, so she revised it and sent it to "Zhiyin". The manuscript fee also came in. Jiang Xi spent three days writing two short stories for "Reader" and "Youth Digest", and wrote another one of more than 6,000 words for "Zhiyin".

The manuscript fee paid by "Zhiyin" has always been 50 per thousand words, and it has neither increased nor decreased. In fact, this is normal. For example, "Wuxia", the price increased from 20 per thousand words, to 40 per thousand words, and then to 120 per thousand words today. Such a rapid and frequent increase is extremely rare.

Because he had to write "The Great Song" and short stories for several magazines, Jiang Xi's time suddenly became more tight. In the eyes of others, he was even more diligent and hardworking, as if confirming the rumors outside.

The entire 610 dormitory was also crazy about it.

Especially He Xiaofang, who ranked last in the class in the monthly math exam.

He Xiaofang was extremely depressed and sad because she ranked last in math and her math teacher read out her name and score in front of the whole class. She was in adolescence and needed to save face. The math teacher reading out her name and score in public made her unable to raise her head for several days. She followed Jiang Xi every day and felt more and more inferior. She didn't even have the courage to hold Jiang Xi's arm. It was not

until Jiang Xi realized that her state was not right and tried to hold her hand that she burst into tears and fell to the ground. Jiang Xi held her hand and walked forward.

"Xing Xi, am I really stupid? I can't learn math well." She fell into a feeling of inferiority that she was the smallest person in the world and couldn't get out.

Jiang Xi smiled and said, "Being able to get into No. 1 Middle School means you are smarter than most people. If you think this is stupid, what do you think of the people in No. 2 Middle School, No. 3 Middle School, and No. 4 Middle School?"

"I'm really stupid. It takes me one or two hours to solve a problem that others can understand in ten minutes." He Xiaofang really felt that she was not smart. She was admitted to No. 1 Middle School entirely because of her hard work. But after entering No. 1 Middle School, she felt that it was even more difficult. Even hard work and diligence could not change the gap, especially after studying closely with Jiang Xi and Xu Xiuli, the feeling became even more obvious.

"But you know what? Diligence and hard work are the most precious talents in a person." She spoke calmly and seriously, "I have met many smart people, but there are very few who can really persist in diligence and hard work. And the ones who can succeed in the end must be those who persevere and work hard towards a goal all year round." "

And you have this talent."

He Xiaofang had tears on her eyelashes. She looked at Jiang Xi in a daze and laughed, "You are teasing me again. What kind of talent is diligence and hard work? Everyone works so hard, especially you."

"Yes, especially me." Jiang Xi's eyes were full of smiles: "Am I not a good example here? My high school entrance examination results were lower than yours. I was probably admitted to No. 1 Middle School with the last score in the whole grade. The results of the baseline test were not ideal. Everyone said that I worked very hard. You see, hard work is rewarded, isn't it?"

"But you are very smart." He Xiaofang said dejectedly: "I am stupid."

Jiang Xi has been called smart by more than one person. After her position became higher and higher, Jiang's father even had the idea of ​​writing an autobiographical novel based on her. He felt that her growth experience and promotion experience were too dramatic.

How could a fool in everyone's eyes, with low emotional intelligence, low IQ, and poor speaking skills, have such a smooth career?

Jiang Xi lifted her chin and looked into her dark, moist eyes: "Xiaofang, you just have a wrong perception of yourself. You really should look in the mirror and see how beautiful and excellent you are. You are hardworking, simple, kind, and sincere. Do you know how rare and precious these qualities are? And you possess all these precious qualities. What you should do is not to complain about yourself, but to see the strengths in yourself and magnify them."

She said, "You know what? Xiaofang, no one will dislike a kind and sincere person."

He Xiaofang didn't understand. She felt that these were the most common and common qualities that everyone should have, and they were not even advantages, but she still remembered Jiang Xi's words.

Jiang Xi took out the test paper and handed it to her: "Here, didn't you say you didn't do well in math? What parts do you not understand? Let's sort them out bit by bit."

Jiang Xi realized very early that she was not stupid, but the label of "stupid" that she had been called since she was a child was like a nail, deeply embedded in her bones, making her feel that she was "stupid" and always had a wrong perception of herself.

In fact, many girls have a wrong perception of themselves, thinking that they are not good enough, not beautiful enough, not excellent enough, and feel that they are very ordinary. This also makes them always not confident enough when looking for a partner, and they dare not look at men who are as excellent as themselves, and choose to look down.

This is the deep PUA of the whole society on them, and they are in it and it is difficult for them to notice.

Including Jiang Xi herself.

Even if she has already realized that she should not learn to fight against this instinct that is deeply rooted in her bones, the instinct that has been suppressed since childhood will still affect her when she is not aware of it.

Just like He Xiaofang at this moment.

He Xiaofang's performance in science is indeed a bit unreliable, so Jiang Xi broke down her wrong questions and talked to her about them over and over again, without any impatience.

Xu Xiuli listened quietly and watched, and she wanted to break open He Xiaofang's brain to see what kind of tofu dregs were in her brain. But for some reason, she felt an inexplicable envy.

She actually didn't like He Xiaofang.

She felt that it was difficult to fall asleep and easy to wake up at night, but every night, after they washed up, before she closed her eyes, He Xiaofang's snoring sounded, like thunder, which made Xu Xiuli fall asleep very late every night, and after falling asleep, she would be woken up by her snoring.

In the whole dormitory, except Jiang Wei, it is estimated that no one is not bothered by He Xiaofang's snoring.

It was useless for them to call her. They woke her up, but within a minute, she turned over and fell asleep again, snoring.

She looked at Jiang Xi and explained it to her in detail again, then asked He Xiaofang softly, "Do you understand?"

He Xiaofang finally burst into laughter and nodded while crying, "I understand."

She wanted to hug Jiang Xi, but she was a little embarrassed, so she just wiped her tears.

Her eyes were upturned, and her eyes were actually a bit foxy, but because her eyes were clean and clear, she always gave people the illusion of pitiful dog eyes, and her hair was thick, dark, and her upper and lower eyelashes were thick and dense. At this moment, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked like water drops falling on black gemstones.

This made Jiang Xi couldn't help but praise: "My God, you are so beautiful."

He Xiaofang couldn't help but chuckle again, and shyly touched her head with the tip of the pen and said: "You are the only one who says I am beautiful."

Xu Xiuli glanced at her and felt that He Xiaofang was so stupid that she couldn't bear to look at her, but for some reason, she raised her eyes and looked at He Xiaofang again, and found that she was just as Jiang Xi said, her eyes were really as bright as gems.

She seemed to understand what Jiang Xi said, He Xiaofang's beauty.

That kind of beauty is not aware of itself, and the beauty is innocent and pure.

She suddenly stopped writing and asked Jiang Xi: "Xixi, do you think I am pretty?"

She has the typical appearance of a beautiful girl next door, with big almond eyes, a pointed chin, a small nose, a short stature, and speaks in a soft voice.

Jiang Xi asked her, "Have you read Dream of the Red Chamber?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Do you think Daiyu is beautiful?"

Xu Xiuli had roughly guessed what Jiang Xi was going to say, and shyly took a pen to hit her: "Why don't you say it quickly."

Jiang Xi smiled and held her weak little pink fist: "Your temperament is somewhat similar to Daiyu."

Xu Xiuli blushed with shame, and glared at Jiang Xi with a coquettish and angry look, and snorted: "I have discovered that you are the most slick, and you can only say nice things to coax us."

Other people in the class who were silently paying attention to the trio over there: ...

I always feel that their atmosphere is a little bit wrong, but I can't tell what's wrong.

Manager Qian's procedures were handled very quickly. When Jiang Xi called him on the weekend, he had already completed all the procedures.

"You have to wait until the house is built and you can come to buy the house after you have inspected it. For the house that has been built, you just need to find time to go to the Housing and Construction Bureau to sign and pay the tax."

"Thank you, Manager

Qian." "It's not a big deal. Xiao Yang will take care of it." Manager Qian smiled and said, "By the way, after you get the certificate for this house, do you want to renovate it? I also have a decoration team here. If you want to renovate it, I can help you. Don't worry about the cost and quality. I will not charge you more."

Manager Qian also kept a house for himself.

The house he lives in now is only 38 square meters. As an internal employee of the company, he can buy a house at a preferential price. This house itself is half the price of the houses on the market that can be given a blue-stamp household registration. The house is so big. Even though the location is a bit remote and the surroundings are in chaos, the manager was still very tempted at the time. He bought a house without discussing it with his wife.

For this, he was severely scolded by his wife. He had already been laid off, but he used all the family savings to buy a house. The house he bought was not in Shanghai, but in Shanghai, which was surrounded by farmland. He had to pay back a huge loan of 70 or 80 yuan every month. His wife was almost mad at him.

Thinking of loans, he couldn't help but think of Jiang Liu, who bought two houses in one go and had to pay back the huge loans for the two houses at one time. He thought she might not have money for the renovation, so he would save as much as he could for her. Jiang Liu

's account was indeed empty. She had paid 8,000 yuan for the down payment of the house alone. After the trip to Shanghai, transportation, accommodation, meals, and medical examinations, there was not much money left in her account. Thinking of the considerable tax she had to pay when applying for the property certificate, Jiang Liu felt an urgency to work hard to make money.

Grandpa Jiang’s medical examination report has not arrived yet, so she doesn’t know how his physical condition is. If it is very bad, she will have to set aside some money for Grandpa Jiang’s medical treatment.

But the house still needs to be renovated after buying it. With a rich manager to help with the decoration, she would save a lot of worries, so she said: "Thank you, Manager Qian, then I won't have to bother two people. I'll find time to go to Shanghai again and we'll confirm the decoration."

"Okay, don't worry, you will definitely get discounts on materials and prices!" It is impossible to say that he doesn't make any money from her. If he doesn't make any money, the decorators still have to be paid. Besides, he himself has a huge mortgage to repay every month. Renovating a house also costs money, but compared to others, he won't rip her off and the price will be very fair.

He turned to another matter, and said a little embarrassedly: "I heard that "Da Song" is going to be published. Can you give me a signed copy of the book? My daughter also likes your work."

In fact, he likes it very much.

Director Li wanted to open up the northern market, and the publishing house wanted to take advantage of the popularity of "Judge Bao". After receiving the contract sent by Jiang Xi, he first paid 30% of the royalties to Jiang Xi, and the remaining 70% would be paid to her after the book was published.

Although this money is not as much as the royalties from Da Song's serialization in "Wu Xia", it did alleviate Jiang Xi's urgent need.

It's just that she is now locked up in the school and can't get out. The money has not yet appeared in her passbook, but knowing that the money has been transferred, Jiang Xi feels relieved.

Soon, the publisher sent the remaining royalties, along with a thousand copies of the book.

She needed to sign them.

The reason why "The Great Song" was released so quickly was because both the magazine and the publisher were pushing forward the publication of "The Great Song".

Because the magazine would proofread the book before serializing it, the publisher could save the proofreading work. After proofreading once, they asked the artist they cooperated with to draw the cover, and then sent it to the printing factory for printing.

It was still easy to apply for a book number at that time, and soon, the first volume of "My Years as a Constable in the Great Song" was ready.

Jiang Xi now has to attend classes, study, and submit a 30,000-word manuscript to the magazine every week. She also regularly contributes to "Zhiyin" and "Duzhe". Now, with the addition of a thousand signed books, Jiang Xi feels a little overwhelmed.

While the books haven't arrived yet, Jiang Xi asked Wang Yong to go to No. 4 Middle School to see if there is a seal society. If there is no seal society, whether there are teachers who can carve seals willing to take the job of carving seals. She wants to carve a few seals.

It must be said that with Wang Yong around, she really saves a lot of trouble.

Apart from other things, the fact that No. 1 Middle School prohibits non-commuting students from leaving the school except on weekends restricts Jiang Xi to the school, and she can't do many things.

Wang Yong had to help Jiang Xi get a seal, find a storefront and a shop, and contact the supply sources in Guangzhou and Shenzhen.

There was a shoe factory near his uncle's factory, and he knew his uncle. As long as Jiang Xi's money was received, he could send goods to Jiang Xi.

Wang Yong told his uncle that the person who needed the supply was the only author under him, and it was related to whether his future editing could go smoothly. His uncle immediately took this matter to heart and said that if she needed clothes, he could also send her clothes: "You can rest assured that I will definitely send her new styles and good quality clothes."

The problem was that Wang Yong had not seen any shops for rent or transfer near the school, so he asked her if it was possible to go to a place farther away, but Jiang Xi insisted on the one near the school.

"It's okay to wait if you can't find it. I don't want it right away. I'll see if there's anyone willing to sell it by the end of the year." As for Grandpa Jiang's health, Jiang Xi was very worried about his life. If he fell or something, she wouldn't be by his side. He would be alone and helpless. This was one of the reasons why she didn't want him to do the patrol work anymore.

She said, "We don't have to go to the street of No. 4 Middle School." She looked at the street of No. 1 Middle School where they were, which was obviously many times quieter than that street, and said, "This street will do."

Because No. 1 Middle School and Wu Middle School were both closed, this street had little traffic and was very quiet.

There was no store selling clothes or shoes on the two streets near the school. Almost all of them were small shops and food, with an occasional milk tea shop and a barber shop.

The shoe and clothing area is basically all concentrated on another busy street in Wucheng, two blocks away from No. 1 Middle School.

In fact, Wang Yong said that if Jiang Xi really wanted to open a store for her grandfather, it would be best to go to the street where No. 4 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School are located. That street is lively and has a large flow of people. There are not many people on the street where No. 1 Middle School and Wu Middle School are located, especially in contrast to the neighboring streets.

"No hurry, wait until the end of the year to see how the seal is going?"

Wang Yong showed Jiang Xi a few seal design drawings: "I found a Chinese painting teacher in No. 4 Middle School. Here are the fonts he designed. Which one do you like? And the materials for seals are different, and the prices are also different. Some are expensive, and some are cheap. You have to wait until the weekend to see for yourself."

Jiang Xi and Wang Yong talked across the school's big iron gate, and it felt like they were being spied on.

The guard also quietly raised his ears to eavesdrop, fearing that the two people were in love under his nose.

Although the girl didn't look like someone who would fall in love, the guys in society are bad. What if the girl was simply coaxed?

Jiang Xi looked at the security guard who glanced at her from time to time, and after quickly communicating with Wang Yong, she smiled at the security guard and turned back to the classroom.

A few days later, the physical examination report from Shanghai and the books sent by the publishing house that needed her to sign were also sent one after another.

Grandpa Jiang's health did not have any major fatal problems at this time. It was mainly chronic diseases and old age diseases caused by long-term malnutrition, which were improved through treatment and conditioning.

This made Jiang Xi let go of the biggest thing that had been weighing on her mind since her rebirth.

All the books sent by the publishing house are with Wang Yong. Jiang Xi said that all the bookmarks should be sent over, and her name should be signed on the bookmarks, so as to save the trouble of moving so many books around.

But the publisher wanted her to sign the book: "Signed book, signed book, how can it be called a signed book if you don't sign it?"

Jiang Xi was helpless. She went to the small room rented by Wang Yong, and the whole room was filled with books sent by the publisher.

Jiang Xi felt that her eyes and hands were a little dizzy.

She asked Wang Yong pitifully: "Brother Yong, can I just stamp it without signing it?"

Wang Yong silently opened a book, turned to the title page and put it next to her: "Write it, there are still 2,000 copies to be sent later."