On the afternoon of the 23rd, He Shan's father, He Hui's family, his uncles Xu Aiping, Xu Haibo, and He Wenhua all came to Caijiang Village for lunch.
As soon as everyone arrived, all eyes were on He Wenlin.
He Hui laughed and said, "Linlin, you're really awesome! You scored over 700 points. You'll definitely be the first college student from our village!"
Mr. He: "The second one is possible. The first one is Shunping's eldest son in the backyard. He graduated with a master's degree. I heard the other day that he now earns more than 10,000 yuan a month."
"Wow, that's amazing! More than ten thousand yuan. I only earn a little over ten thousand yuan a year working." He Yongping exclaimed in surprise. "It's good to study more. It's a pity that neither of us in my family can study."
Hearing this, Li Jinfeng looked at her daughter He Na and said sternly, "Did you hear that? Other people can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month after graduation, while we work ourselves to the bone for a year and only earn 10,000 yuan, and that's only if the factory is doing well. You want to study, but you're just playing tricks."
He Na didn't dare to utter a sound.
Ever since her family found out that He Wenlin scored over 700 points on her exam, she felt completely superfluous in the family; her only purpose was to serve as a comparison. These past few days, she's been playing the submissive role, not daring to talk back, and she's been staying at He Shan's place at night. She's afraid that if she stays at home, her mother might get upset and scold her again.
When He Yongping heard Li Jinfeng scolding He Na, he asked, "How many points did Nana get on the test?"
"Six hundred and three points," He Na said.
“That’s not bad either,” He Yongping said. “Everyone used to say that He Xingjia’s daughter, Qianqian, was a good student, but she only scored a little over 580 points.”
"That's impossible, my foot! The admission score for No. 1 and No. 2 Middle Schools is 660." After Li Jinfeng finished speaking, she said to He Wenlin, "Linlin, Nana will be working for you from now on. You should take good care of her. If there's anything dirty or heavy, you can order her around. She can do whatever she wants. She's a young woman, so she can do more. She won't die from exhaustion."
"Aren't you going back?" He Wenlin said. "Education is still very important. With her grades, she should have no problem getting into a junior college."
He Na's grades were usually not very good, so it was unexpected that she could score 600 points in the high school entrance exam, which was a bit beyond He Wenlin's expectations.
It's only the beginning of the 2000s, and college graduates from this period still have an easy time finding jobs.
“Let’s get into a junior college, like our Baoqing Teachers’ College,” He Wenlin suggested.
In the early 2000s, there was a shortage of teachers, so many people who were not academically gifted went to teacher training colleges and became teachers. In fact, they were better than many others.
Li Jinfeng: "With her looks, she's still studying at a teachers' college. She's just misleading the younger generation."
“Linlin, I don’t want to go back to school. I think working is great,” He Na said. “Linlin, if you open another branch of your cake shop in the future, I’ll go and be the manager for you.”
When He Na saw that He Shan had become the store manager and heard that she earned more than a thousand yuan a month, she lost all interest in studying.
"Can't you be a little more ambitious? Being my store manager is just working for me. Can't you start your own business and be your own boss?" He Wenlin laughed. "In a few years, Shanshan will also go out and start her own business. If you really don't want to study, then come and work at my cake shop first."
"Linlin, why aren't you selling clothes anymore? I felt like you were making a lot of money setting up a stall during the Chinese New Year," He Na asked.
"Our prices are below market value, so we're not making any profit. Besides, I'm busy enough right now, so I don't have any plans for the clothing business for the time being."
Having been reborn, He Wenlin will definitely choose an industry she is familiar with when doing business, so as to avoid detours.
"Linlin, there are so many more rice ball vendors now, and the city management officers are cracking down on them. What do you think I should do to succeed?" He Hui asked. "Our income has dropped a lot compared to before."
"Brother Hui, you really think too highly of me," He Wenlin said with a smile. "I can't help it. Otherwise, you can do what Brother Bo did and set up a stall in an area with many factories."
Xu Haibo said, "I have competitors now. There's another one selling wontons and another one selling egg pancakes."
Li Jinfeng sighed: "It's not easy to set up a stall now."
"It's not easy to set up a stall anymore." He Hui asked He Wenhua, who had been silent all along, "Wenhua, how's business on your end?"
“I haven’t made any money,” He Wenhua said. “When I wasn’t working independently, I thought it was pretty simple, but now I realize that things aren’t that simple. I just took stock yesterday and found that I haven’t made any money since I opened the store. The expenses are too high.”
"How much is your daily turnover?" Xu Haibo asked.
"The daily turnover is about 310 or 320 yuan," He Wenhua said.
“With a daily turnover of 320, even after deducting rainy days and two holidays, you still have a monthly turnover of over 8,000. How could you not make a profit?” He Hui laughed. “You’ve made quite a bit. You must have a profit of over 3,000 a month. That’s not bad.”
“No, I’d be a fool to lie to you,” He Wenhua said. “I only make a little over 300 yuan a day selling four meals. The cost is much higher in the summer. Air conditioning is expensive. In June alone, my electricity bill was over 1,400 yuan.”
"The electricity bill is over 1,400?" He Wenlin exclaimed. "How many air conditioners do you have?"
"One unit."
“My shop has the air conditioning on all day long, and it only costs a little over a thousand, but yours costs fourteen thousand?” He Wenlin said. “The landlord is ripping you off. Have you checked your own electricity meter? Are you paying one yuan per kilowatt-hour?”
“It’s one yuan per kilowatt-hour. Lijuan usually pays the electricity bill, that’s what I heard from her. I haven’t paid attention to it, but I’ll ask her when I get back. What you’re saying does seem outrageous,” He Wenhua said.
"Wenhua, come with me for a moment." Grandma He called He Wenhua to the small supermarket next door.
He Wenlin happened to be going to get drinks for everyone and followed along.
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