Chapter 29 Did this kid sell the iron certificate?
Lin Sicheng got up, washed his face, brushed his teeth, went downstairs... It didn't take him ten minutes.
I ran like the wind all the way to school, and my stomach was already starting to churn.
It's all my fault.
It was just six million, and it was still just a figment of my imagination, yet they interrogated me for half the night.
It was already 2 a.m. when the old woman remembered that her dear son hadn't eaten yet. She happily went to cook noodles, but in her excitement, she added salt twice.
Forget it, I'll just go hungry...
Fearing he wouldn't be able to get a table at the student cafeteria, Lin Sicheng headed straight for the faculty and staff cafeteria.
There weren't too many people, but that's only relatively speaking. Lin Sicheng squeezed through the least crowded window.
"Big sister, I want a large portion of noodles with minced meat sauce, lots of soup, lots of noodles, lots of chili."
"One steamer of xiaolongbao, please!"
"Two roujiamo (Chinese hamburgers), please!"
Lin Sicheng was a regular customer, and the auntie knew him. When she saw that he only took out a pair of chopsticks, she was startled: "Kid, can you finish eating this early in the morning?"
"certainly!"
The aunt was very quick; Lin Sicheng brought the food to the table twice, and she immediately started eating.
Just as they were enjoying their meal, two figures passed by the table.
"Hey, where did these students come from in the faculty and staff cafeteria?"
"Never mind that, what do you want to eat?"
"Senior sister, I'm here..."
Following the sound, the two walked towards the window, and Lin Sicheng glanced at it casually.
There was a man and a woman. The woman was around thirty years old and was probably a counselor at the Heritage Academy. The man was around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old and looked unfamiliar; he might have just been recruited.
Lin Sicheng had no time to think about anything else and continued eating.
About ten minutes later, probably because there was nowhere to sit, the two men came over with a tray. After asking, they sat down opposite Lin Sicheng.
The man was very attentive, serving porridge and chopsticks.
"Senior Sister Feng, I'm so grateful to you for helping with the teaching assistant job! When is a convenient day for me to treat you to a meal?"
"Let's talk about it later!"
"I'll need your guidance in the future. Please point out any mistakes I might make!"
"good!"
"Professor Wang has a class soon, is there anything I can do to help?"
"Just organize the students and keep track of attendance!"
"Okay, senior sister, what does Professor Wang want to talk about today?"
"Mixed reinforcement of bronze artifacts!"
The two sat opposite each other, and Lin Sicheng couldn't help but listen even if he wanted to.
It's quite a coincidence that the practical class for the cultural heritage preservation class later will be taught by Professor Wang, whom these two mentioned.
The male teacher kept talking, while the female teacher just hummed in response. Lin Sicheng listened and ate at the same time. After finishing the steamed buns and noodles, he ate some steamed bread with the noodle soup.
A few words later, the phone rang. The male teacher was interrupted and glanced at him.
Lin Sicheng answered the phone casually: "Senior Brother Hao!"
"It's so noisy, did you go to school?"
"I'm a student, where else would I go if I didn't come to school?"
"With your abilities, what's the point of going to school?"
"Next time you see my grandfather, tell him to his face!"
Hao Jun chuckled: "The finance department needs to reconcile accounts at the end of the month. If the loan isn't disbursed today, it'll take several more days. If you're comfortable with this, I'll sign that 300,000 yuan for you!"
Did he manage to pick up millions of dollars worth of bargains himself?
"What do I have to worry about? I'll take it from you!"
"That's three hundred thousand?"
"If you think it's not enough, I can add some more!"
"Lin Sicheng, if that's how you put it, then 300,000 really isn't enough. I don't ask for much; if you have the chance, just help me retrieve that teapot from yesterday!"
"One isn't enough. We need to collect at least ten or eight..."
"Lin Sicheng, say it again so I can record it!"
After exchanging a few jokes, Lin Sicheng hung up the phone.
The male teacher opposite me had a strange expression, as if he was trying to suppress a laugh.
He only earns a little over a thousand a month, but this student keeps talking about three hundred thousand.
That's quite a boast.
Just as I was finding it amusing, a figure stopped at the table.
They were in the same college and were both counselors, so of course they knew each other.
Li Zhen nodded to Feng Lin, then nodded to the table.
Lin Sicheng looked up, slightly bewildered: "Senior Sister Li? Let's eat something together!"
"I've already eaten, but I saw you from afar!" Li Zhen pursed her lips. "You eat first, I need to talk to you about something after you're done!"
Lin Sicheng paused for a moment: What did you say? Professor Shang told you to take the postgraduate entrance exam?
Grandpa must have already made a phone call, but Professor Shang probably thinks he can still salvage this hopeless talent, so he wants to do some ideological work on him in person?
He shook his head: "Class starts right after I finish eating!"
"It won't take long, at most one class."
Isn't this long enough?
Lin Sicheng glanced at the two people opposite him: "I heard from Xiao Yuzhu that Professor Wang is new and also serves as a leader of the college. He's very strict!"
Li Zhen was both angry and amused: So what if it's the dean's leadership? You've skipped the dean's classes before, haven't you?
Before she could say anything, Lin Sicheng pointed to the opposite side: "Don't believe me? Ask this senior sister and senior brother."
Li Zhencai realized: Aren't these two people opposite Professor Wang's new assistant tutors?
What a coincidence?
"Okay, I'll come find you again next class." She smiled, pursing her lips. "Anyway, Professor Shang doesn't have any classes today!"
As expected, Professor Shang sent her.
Lin Sicheng sighed: "No need to trouble you, senior sister. I'll go by myself after class."
"You said that?"
"Would I lie to you?"
"good!"
Li Zhen nodded to the two people opposite her and then turned and left.
Having just entered the workforce, she was rather naive. The male teacher asked with curiosity, "Are you a senior majoring in Cultural Heritage?"
"right!"
"What does Professor Shang want with you?"
Lin Sicheng blurted out, "You didn't hand in your homework!"
How is that possible?
A professor, being a professor, would never send his teaching assistant to the cafeteria just because a student didn't hand in their homework.
Instinctively, Xu Bo's impression of Lin Sicheng deepened: not only did he love to brag, but he also talked nonsense.
Lin Sicheng ate in silence, and Xu Bo didn't press the matter further. Just as he was about to deepen his relationship with his senior sister, Feng Lin pointed to her watch: "Time's almost up, we still need to prepare the materials!"
"Oh...right!"
After quickly finishing their bowls of porridge, the two got up.
Immediately, Lin Sicheng's phone beeped, and the screen lit up.
Purely subconscious, the male teacher glanced at it: "Your card ending in **** received a transfer of 300,000.00 yuan, balance..."
Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands...three hundred thousand?
The male teacher was completely dumbfounded: Was it really 300,000?
His monthly salary is only 1,100.
...
"How could there be 300,000?"
"He's just a student, isn't he?"
"That's three hundred thousand?"
Feng Lin paused for a moment: I didn't realize that this Teacher Xu had such poor mental fortitude?
He seemed lost in thought the whole way, muttering to himself the whole time.
Even after returning to the lab, he was still talking about it?
She sighed, "Ms. Xu, you can take a break for this class!"
"Huh? Senior sister, why?"
"In your condition, how could we dare to let you assist with the experiment? What if you accidentally pour acid on the professor's hands?"
Xu Bo was stunned for a moment, then gave an awkward smile: "I just can't figure it out, where did a student get 300,000 yuan from?"
"Teacher Xu, why are you so hung up on this? Even if he found the 300,000 yuan, what does it have to do with you or your job?"
Before the words were even finished, a voice outside the door exclaimed, "Who found 300,000?"
The two turned around, and Wang Qizhi carried his laptop into the laboratory.
"Professor Wang!"
Wang Qizhi smiled and said, "I heard from you guys that someone found 300,000 yuan?"
"It was Lin Sicheng... We were eating in the cafeteria just now, and we happened to be sitting at the same table as him. Someone called him and transferred 300,000 yuan to him..."
"Who?" Wang Qizhi was taken aback. "Lin Sicheng?"
"Yes, just last week, Professor Wang, the student you met downstairs at the Academic Affairs Center!"
Wang Qizhi's face darkened: "Where did he get 300,000?"
Did this kid sell the iron certificate?
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