Chapter 12 You're Really Good
The store is very small, only wide enough for three people to stand side by side, and it is also very narrow inside. There is a transparent cabinet with various mobile phones and parts displayed inside.
There were shelves on the two walls next to it, filled with all kinds of phone cases and screen protectors. The shopkeeper was a man with messy hair, looking as if he hadn't had his hair taken care of in a while. He was in his early thirties, with a prickly stubble on his face. When he saw Cen Nian come in, he slowly raised his eyes and said, "Want to repair my phone?"
Cen Nian nodded timidly: "Well, can you help me take a look?"
The man sighed as he stood up. He spread out his hands and said, "Let me see it."
"Oh, wait a minute." Cen Nian put the phone in her hand on the table, rummaged through her schoolbag, and took out her old phone. The owner glanced at the phone she casually put on the table without leaving a trace, and then looked at her quickly.
Cen Nian didn't notice his gaze and just handed him the old phone: "Thank you for your help."
The man coughed lightly and looked up at Cen Nian from time to time. He frowned and fumbled around carefully. Cen Nian frowned and watched the movements of his hands carefully.
"Well..." The man paused deliberately.
Cen Nian asked, "Can it be repaired?"
"Yes, it is possible. It's this phone, for example. It's not easy to repair. It's very difficult to repair. You have to be extremely careful when removing the parts, otherwise everything will break."
Cen Nian pursed her lips: "What should I do then?"
"I'm a professional. I've been doing this for over ten years. I can fix it, but it's not cheap. Little sister, you already have a new phone, so I advise you not to fix this. What a waste of money."
Cen Nian thought about it. Her grandmother had saved up for a long time to buy her this phone. There was also a photo of her grandmother inside. "Master, I'd better fix it. How much does it cost?"
"Hmm... looks like maybe five hundred at this point."
"Five hundred?!" Cen Nian exclaimed, "But I only bought this phone for a thousand yuan."
"This phone isn't easy to repair. Whether you want it repaired or not, the price is this. You can find out by asking around."
Cen Nian didn't give in: "But, the information I searched on the platform, they commented that it usually doesn't cost more than two hundred yuan to repair a mobile phone here." That's why she took a detour and came here.
The man curled his lips and said, "That's because other people's phones are easy to repair, but yours is not. Forget it, I don't want to take this hot potato. Go find someone else. I tell you, mine is the cheapest."
Cen Nian hesitated for a moment: "Are you sure about five hundred?"
"Yeah, it can be fixed in an hour if you want."
Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "Repair!"
Cen Nian sat on a small stool in the shop, feeling somewhat depressed. She calculated her savings in her mind. It was not much to begin with, and now she had spent another five hundred. She would have to spend sparingly from now on.
Although Uncle Jin gave her money every month, the Jin family's money could be spent as little as possible, and she would save it little by little and return it to Uncle Jin after graduating from university.
The clear sky suddenly turned cloudy, large dark clouds blocked the light, and the sky darkened in an instant.
There was a strong wind outside, and the leaves were flying in disorder, and finally floated on the ground. Cars sped past, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground, and they flew in disorder again.
The raindrops fell little by little, dripping. A little steam came out of the ground, and passers-by ran to the eaves to shelter from the rain.
Cen Nian waited for a while, and the rain stopped again, leaving only the wet ground.
The man stopped what he was doing and frowned at Cen Nian: "Little girl, there's a serious problem with your phone. All the parts inside are burned out. It needs to be replaced, and it might cost eight hundred."
Cen Nian stood up suddenly: "Didn't you just say five hundred?"
"That was the base price just now. I only realized how bad the inside was when I took it apart. It was all burned, so the price will naturally be higher."
Cen Nian was a little angry, angry at himself for being so stupid, and also a little anxious, his eyelids red with anger: "You just said five hundred, and this is just a second-hand phone. It was only one thousand when I bought it. You raised the price by eight hundred. That's outrageous."
The man said, "There's nothing I can do about it. This is the price. If you don't want to fix it, take it away."
Cen Nian gritted her teeth, holding back angry tears: "I don't want to repair it anymore, just give it back to me."
"That won't work." The man suddenly regretted his decision and threw the disassembled phone on the table. "I've already bought it. There's no reason to return it midway."
Cen Nian's eyes were red: "You are a fraud, I have a reason to get my phone back."
The man seemed fearless: "Okay, then call the police."
Cen Nian looked at him for a long time, then ran out with her cell phone. Her hands couldn't stop shaking. On the one hand, she hated herself for being stupid, and on the other hand, she was angry at the man's rogue face.
But she didn't know who to contact. Uncle Li and Aunt Liu had returned to their hometown. If she called them rashly, they would definitely rush back. But it was almost evening and it was getting darker. She didn't want to disturb Uncle Li and Aunt Liu.
The phone interface stayed on Aunt Liu's chat page, which contained the message Aunt Liu had sent her before.
[Aunt Liu]: Nian Nian, if you have anything to say when I'm not at home, you can talk to Si Yang. Here is his contact information.
Jin Siyang.
To some extent, in Jiang City, the Jin family is her only support.
Cen Nian struggled in his heart for more than ten minutes, and finally dialed the phone number with trembling hands.
As the beeping sound rang out, Cen Nian's heartbeat continued to accelerate. She felt like her heart was about to jump out, and the pain was indescribable.
The phone beeped seven or eight times before the other party picked up. After a second of silence, a deep voice came from the other end: "Who?"
Cen Nian's throat seemed to be blocked by something. She swallowed and said in a hoarse voice with a choked voice: "Jin Siyang, I am Cen Nian."
After a brief silence of two seconds, Jin Siyang lowered his voice slightly, as if sighing secretly: "What's the matter?"
His voice was as cold as usual, but now the clear, youthful tone had a deeper tone, like an undercurrent.
But to Cen Nian, those three words were like someone catching her, catching her panic and her helplessness.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Jin Siyang, but I don't know who to turn to."
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When Cen Nian returned to the shop, the man raised his eyebrows and asked rudely, "Have the police arrived?"
Cen Nian ignored him, looking at him with anger and stubbornness. The man didn't care and just tried to persuade him, "It's only eight hundred. Since you've already started, why don't you let me fix it? I promise to make it as good as before. This is your last chance. Eight hundred is a bargain. If you let someone else fix it, it'll cost at least a thousand."
“I can’t fix it.”
The man shrugged and pushed the cards on the table. "Look, it's written here. Once accepted, no matter what the reason, there's no going back on your word."
The two men were in a stalemate. The man was not afraid. This was his territory. He slumped in the chair with his feet on the table.
A black business car stopped steadily in front of the store, the door opened automatically, a pair of long legs stretched out, Jin Siyang got out of the car neatly, his eyes fell on Cen Nian.
She was originally sitting there dejectedly, but when she saw Jin Siyang, she stood up instantly and her eyes fell on his stern face. Cen Nian's body was faster than her brain, and she cowardly avoided his sight.
Jin Siyang stood in front of her and looked at her deeply for several seconds. Cen Nian lowered her head obediently and timidly, as if she had done something wrong, as if she was waiting to be scolded.
But she was overthinking it. Jin Siyang didn't scold her, but just said, "You're really good."
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