Lei Tingjun is already preparing to take on the second scrap metal job. He estimates that he should be able to earn another ten thousand yuan or so this time.
Lei Tingjun had previously told Ji Wanmei about A-Qiang joining him as a partner, and knew that Lei Tingjun had given A-Qiang 40% of the profits.
Ji Wanmei did not object to this. She knew Lei Tingjun's character; he was very loyal to his brothers and friends. As long as they were willing to work with him, he would never let them suffer.
I'd rather suffer a loss myself.
It was precisely because of this personal charisma that he was able to gather so many brothers and friends who unconditionally trusted him and followed him during the difficult initial stages of his entrepreneurship.
Therefore, this chivalrous and righteous character has both advantages and disadvantages, but overall, the good aspects outweigh the bad.
At times like this, all Ji Wanmei needs to do is express her support and understanding for him.
Moreover, the Thunder Army is not stupid to begin with, and A-Qiang is a powerful helper. With his addition, the Thunder Army's transport team will be even more powerful.
Ji Wanmei looked at the letter and realized that Lei Tingjun could be so talkative at times.
He was usually quiet and reserved around her.
But it seems that when he switches to writing letters, he has endless things to say to her.
After talking about his transport team, Lei Tingjun stuffed two sheets of his review homework into the envelope and sent them over for Ji Wanmei to check to see if he had done them correctly.
Ji Wanmei took out the two review questions and saw the equations he had carefully written down under the solutions, just like a well-behaved student eager for knowledge. She couldn't help but smile knowingly.
She also picked up a pen and carefully corrected his work, marking the correct answers with a big checkmark to praise him.
If he made a mistake or his solution was not perfect, she would patiently write the correct answer next to it neatly, with small annotations to help him understand.
Her delicate small regular script, looking graceful and refined, forms a stark contrast with Lei Tingjun's powerful and unrestrained cursive script.
Indeed, one's handwriting reflects one's personality.
At the end of the letter, Lei Tingjun added that he would find time to visit her again next Saturday.
He asked her what she needed to eat or use, and he bought it and brought it to her.
He was just afraid that he had bad taste in choosing things and that she wouldn't like what he bought.
The letter was thick, four or five pages long, as if he had written down everything he wanted to say to her every day.
He didn't say a word about missing her, but his longing for her was evident in everything he did.
Ji Wanmei felt as sweet as if her heart were filled with honey.
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