That night, Lin Ye held Lu Wanqing in his arms on the bed, feeling incredibly sorry for her. He told her that it was okay, and that even if they didn't make any money from the clothes business, he would still be there for her!
Although Lu Wanqing didn't understand why Lin Ye said that, she still asked in surprise:
"Is there any progress on your book?"
"Yes, I sent the manuscript to my dad. He knows people at the publishing house and said he can help me get it published," Lin Ye said casually.
If it can be published, this kind of professional book is generally priced at around 1.5 to 2 yuan, and the author will receive about 0.5 yuan. That is, if a thousand copies are sold, the author can earn 500 yuan.
In those days, royalties were very high; many writers could buy a courtyard house with the royalties from just one book.
Lin Ye's books are not sold on a buy-out basis, but as long as they sell well, he will continue to make money in the future.
Although he hasn't received the money yet, he is full of confidence in the future.
Just as he was dreaming about the future, Lu Wanqing took the book containing the check and pulled out the check from it.
"Ah Ye, I made a lot of money today!" Lu Wanqing said in a coquettish tone, as if seeking praise.
Lin Ye took the check and stared at it. He felt that the lights were unusually bright today, almost blinding him.
"Wife, is this a check?" His voice trembled.
As a student at a university in Beijing, he learned about many new things, including checks. No wonder everyone was smiling so mysteriously today, and eating hot pot without any worries, enjoying themselves immensely. It turns out his family had received a large sum of money!
He hugged Lu Wanqing and happily kissed her on the cheek.
"Wife, you're amazing! You're the family's lucky charm."
"You're not bad either, I'm just waiting to collect my royalties."
Lu Wanqing put the check back into the book.
The two embraced, wide awake, chatting and laughing until late before finally falling into a deep sleep.
The next day at noon, the two set off from school and agreed to meet at the People's Bank to withdraw the money from the check.
Lu Wanqing arrived at the bank first, saw the queue for business, and stood at the back.
Now that I have a student ID, everything is so convenient; I just have to wait in line.
To everyone's surprise, just as she was about to be turned over, Feng Yu walked over with a red booklet in her hand.
The bank only had one counter, and the line was incredibly long. Feng Yu was waiting to withdraw her money and go out to eat with others, so she thought of cutting in line and spotted Lu Wanqing at a glance.
She quickly stood in front of Lu Wanqing.
If it were an elderly person who needed care, that would be one thing, but Feng Yu is so young, what's wrong with queuing for a while?
With a push, she sent Feng Yu flying.
"Comrade, please line up in an orderly manner."
Feng Yu was pushed forward, feeling extremely embarrassed. She gave the others a sheepish smile and said, "This is my classmate. She's helping me stand in line!"
She was in a real hurry, so she suppressed her hatred for Lu Wanqing and stood behind her, trying to get away with it.
Lu Wanqing turned her head and shouted to the people at the back of the line:
"I don't know her! I'm queuing up for myself!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the people in line behind her were unhappy.
"Comrade, why are you cutting in line! That's so uncivilized!"
"Comrade, hurry up and go to the back!"
Amidst the cheers and jeers of the crowd, Feng Yu could only leave the line with a embarrassed expression.
Seeing Lu Wanqing's smug smile, she felt extremely unwilling and said in a shrill voice:
"Some people have very little money, yet they still come to the People's Bank of China to deposit money. Aren't they ashamed?"
Lu Wanqing was holding a book, so she naturally assumed that Lu Wanqing had come to deposit money.
If you withdraw money like she does, you'll have a red booklet in your hand; that's a passbook.
She's from the countryside, how much money could she possibly have? She'd probably consider a hundred or two hundred yuan a huge sum!
She was planning to spend over a hundred yuan treating everyone today, and it took her a long time for her mother to agree to give her two hundred yuan.
If she spends money frugally, she can save up a hundred yuan.
Using this method, she has secretly saved five hundred yuan for herself.
This was a huge sum of money, and she didn't dare tell anyone, fearing that others would be too jealous and try to steal it from her, or ask her for money.
Lu Wanqing scoffed, completely disdaining to acknowledge her.
"What business is it of yours whether I have money or not! Don't try to get close to me, I find it disgusting!"
Such blatant provocation made Feng Yu tremble with anger and feel utterly humiliated.
How could she possibly be willing to wait at the back of the line? Her foxy eyes darted around, and she said to the staff behind the counter:
"My father is Feng Yuchun. I'm here to withdraw money for him. Please withdraw it for me first!"
Upon hearing her words, the staff inside paused for a moment, probably trying to figure out who Feng Yuchun was and why the person who came to help her withdraw money was so arrogant.
Lu Wanqing chuckled inwardly. How could she not be ashamed of her father in front of everyone!
Even if his father is the Jade Emperor, so what? Those who bow down to him are just the same people in the same circle. For ordinary people, no one can change their minds.
Sure enough, just as the staff hesitated, an old man behind them spoke up.
“You can’t give me special treatment. I’m quite old. I used to work in a government office and I’m still in line here. Why should she cut in line?”
If she had been smarter and had spoken more quietly with the staff, they might have been able to make things easier for her.
She was shouting so loudly that everyone heard her, and the staff could only handle it officially.
"I'm sorry, comrade, we haven't received any relevant calls and cannot offer you any special treatment."
The meaning is very clear: they simply won't process it!
Just then, it was Lu Wanqing's turn to handle her business. She took out a check from the book and handed it to the staff along with her student ID.
Feng Yu was standing right next to her, his eyes fixed on the check, a visibly twitching corner of his mouth, his pupils dilating...
Oh my god, that looks like a check, it's nine thousand five hundred dollars!
She had never seen so much money in her life, and she felt a burning pain on her face.
What shocked her even more was that Lu Wanqing then took out a passbook from her pocket and asked the staff to cash the checks and deposit the cash directly into the passbook.
Driven by curiosity, Feng Yu couldn't resist peeking and nearly suffocated when she saw the tens of thousands of yuan in savings deposits on the screen.
She had no desire to withdraw any more money, and leaned against the wall, her face pale, as she walked out.
When Lin Ye came in, he saw her in such a disheveled state.
"Honey, I just saw Feng Yu. Are you alright?" Lin Ye approached Lu Wanqing, who had just finished her business.
Lu Wanqing smiled and said, "She originally wanted to cut in line, but when I took out my checks and bankbook, she was so scared that she ran away in a panic."
"You looked down on me, and now you've gotten what you deserved!" Lin Ye put his arm around her shoulder. "Come on, honey, let's go eat."
The two walked away chatting and laughing, unaware that Feng Yu's eyes were filled with venom as she watched them leave.
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