Age: Passionate youth, starting from graduation assignment

Chapter 305: Being a plagiarist, the night gave me black eyes?
Just when Gu Zhijun was at a loss, Xu Jichang pushed the money back in front of her: "Tell me if you need money later, and I will give you two more."

Gu Zhijun looked at the mountain of banknotes in the bag and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it.

She didn't care about the amount of money, but was worried about whether Xu Jichang would take risks to earn the money.

But Gu Zhijun was afraid that expressing her worries would make Xu Jichang unhappy, so she had to swallow what she wanted to say.

Xu Jichang saw Gu Zhijun's fear and did not explain.

Let her worry. One day when she sees with her own eyes how she does business, those worries will naturally disappear.

After visiting Gu Zhijun and her daughter, Xu Jichang went to Fang Runsu's home.

Fang Runsu was the only one at home. Her child had been sent to nursery. She was reading a book when Xu Jichang arrived.

There was a faint scent of books floating in the small room, as well as the fresh fragrance emanating from Fang Runsu, which made it particularly elegant and quiet.

Beside the desk, Fang Runsu was wearing a white long dress, holding a collection of poems in her slender hands, her black and white eyes revealing concentration.

Hearing Xu Jichang entering the room, Fang Runsu happily picked up the poetry collection and walked towards him: "Look at this sentence, it's so well written..."

Xu Jichang glanced at the poetry collection and said noncommittally: "It's OK, a bit hazy."

"Yeah, look, I wrote all of this."

Fang Runsu put down the book, then excitedly turned around and picked up a notebook, opened the cover and showed it to Xu Jichang.

Xu Jichang saw the beautiful handwriting in the notebook and read it carefully. He was very impressed and said: "You are well written. Why don't you become a poet?"

"Don't tell me, I really have this idea."

"I heard that the newspaper pays quite high for articles."

Fang Runsu smiled sweetly and said, "And I think you are more talented than me. If you think carefully, you will definitely be able to write a better poem."

“Are you feeling inspired now?”

Huh? How come you've been going around in circles and ended up with yourself?

Xu Jichang didn't know anything about poetry, and was about to refuse, but Fang Runsu handed him paper and pen, and encouraged him: "Try it, I think you can do it."

Xu Jichang had no choice but to take the paper and pen, thought for a while, and wrote down two sentences.

"Look, what do you think?"

Xu Jichang handed the notebook to Fang Runsu.

Fang Runsu held the notebook and read: "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to look for light."

"Hey……"

Fang Runsu read it once and found it interesting. He then read it over again several times, repeatedly savoring the meaning of the two sentences.

What is the night? What is the light?

As he read on, Fang Runsu slowly discerned several layers of meaning from it, and he felt something in his heart.

"Great! The artistic conception and charm of this poem are the best I have ever read."

After finding the meaning of the poem, Fang Runsu put down his notebook and said with deep emotion, "This is the talent given to you by your talent and experience."

"In the thorns of fate, you..."

amount.

Hearing Fang Runsu's endless praise, Xu Jichang was at a loss for what to do.

When others talk to you about poetry, you just take out a bunch of money. Doesn't that make you seem too vulgar?

"Well, thank you for the compliment. I came to you today for something."

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Jichang interrupted Fang Runsu who was talking nonstop, sat down at the desk and put the bag of money on the table, "Here are 30,000 yuan, for you and the child."

Fang Runsu was still immersed in the world of poetry and didn't react when he heard the word "money".

"Thirty...thirty thousand? For us?"

Fang Runsu pointed at himself and stammered, "30,000 yuan, that's too much!"

After Xu Jichang transferred her to the distribution company, her income increased significantly, but it was only three hundred yuan a month.

Xu Jichang pushed 30,000 yuan in front of her, and Fang Runsu felt as if she had been hit by a serious illness from the sky.

Xu Jichang untied the bag and patted the pile of banknotes: "If not for you, who else can I give it to?"

At present, the 10-yuan note has not been issued yet, and the largest one is still yuan. The size of yuan is equivalent to yuan in later generations, and the visual effect is quite shocking.

That's a lot of money. Where did he get it from?

He will need cash flow for his business in the future. Will it cause him financial difficulties if I accept it?
It’s better not to take the money for now. His career is more important and he can’t make any mistakes.

Fang Runsu thought about it and shook his head: "You keep the money. It won't be too late to give it to me when you make a lot of money in the future."

After saying that, Fang Runsu winked at Xu Jichang playfully.

After seeing this, Xu Jichang felt an impulse in his heart, and stood up and hugged her in his arms.

"You're stupid, your man has already made a lot of money."

Xu Jichang felt the soft and youthful body in his arms, and breathed into Fang Runsu's ear, "Hurry up and keep it. You and your daughter will have many places to spend money in the future."

Fang Runsu felt itchy at the base of his ears and instinctively wanted to dodge, but he was held in Xu Jichang's strong arms and could not escape at all. His curved body involuntarily leaned completely on Xu Jichang.

"Then...then can you let me go first?"

Fang Runsu begged for mercy in a weak voice and with a sweet breath.

"No. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

After Xu Jichang finished speaking, he held Fang Runsu's slender waist with one big hand and began to unbutton her shirt with the other hand.

Fang Runsu tried to push him away several times but to no avail, so he had to accept his fate and close his eyes, with Yingtao making whimpering sounds from time to time...

……

After ending his love affair with Fang Runsu, Xu Jichang took home two poetry collections she had given him.

After arriving home, he hugged Du Xiaojing and talked with him, sharing his future career plans.

At this time, Li Chengjie's voice came from outside, interrupting the conversation between the two: "Ji Chang, are you home?"

"exist."

Xu Jichang looked out the window and agreed, "I'm coming, wait a moment."

Du Xiaojing also straightened his clothes and followed him to the bedroom door.

Xu Jichang went to the yard and opened the door. Seeing Li Chengjie wrapped himself tightly, he immediately invited him in for tea.

"No, I don't have anything complicated to do. I just want to make a small request to you."

Li Chengjie waved his hand and said, "Let's just stand here and talk about it."

"Tell me, we don't need to be so polite."

Xu Jichang still insisted on inviting him into the house, and the two of them walked across the yard and talked.

"Our family has decided to set up a representative office in Beijing to be responsible for all future business on the mainland."

Li Chengjie was refreshed and said with great joy, "I will be the representative."

"Oh? That's good! Congratulations!"

Xu Jichang put his arm on his shoulder and gave him a thumbs up with his other hand, "When will you open? I must go there in person to congratulate you then."

"Thank you, Brother Xu, for your presence. I came to see you today to discuss the opening of our business."

After Li Chengjie and he walked into the living room, he smiled and said, "I hope you can find a few people to help me hold the scene."

(End of this chapter)