Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 11 Debt-free and light-hearted
"True Posture Training Book".

This was Zhou Wang’s thought after reading the introduction of the system.

Unlike the "Blue Dragon Sword" which directly gives material rewards, this "Fiona's Posture Training Book" improves Zhou Wang's own condition.

Although he didn't feel very surprised, Zhou Wang thought about it and realized that "Twistedt's Blue Dragon Sword" was given when he got 88 points, while "Etiquette Training Book" was given when he got 97 points.

Analyzing from this perspective, it means that in the system's judgment, the "Posture Training Book" is obviously more valuable than the "Blue Dragon Sword". After all, it is definitely more difficult to reach an impression score of 97.

The 30-day cycle is quite long, so Zhou Wang didn’t think too much about it and just clicked “Use”.

The "etiquette training book" in the warehouse disappeared in an instant. At the same time, Zhou Wang felt that there was something extra in his mind. He couldn't explain it clearly, but it felt more like a subconscious obsession.

The next second, Zhou Wang, who was originally slumped in the back seat, sat up with a "swoosh", which scared the driver.

"What the hell!"

But Zhou Wang himself was also confused. At that moment, Zhou Wang just felt that this Ge You-like posture was uncomfortable in every way, so he sat up instinctively without thinking too much.

At this moment, Zhou Wang thought about it and vaguely realized the role of the "etiquette training book".

It was as if there was an invisible spring in his body, and when he wanted to collapse again, he would feel awkward all over and his limbs uncoordinated.

Zhou Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. To be honest, this feeling wasn't very comfortable. So, does being an elegant noble have to come at a price?

Now Zhou Wang felt that he had lost a kind of happiness called "lying flat"...

Zhou Wang tried many different postures on the way. Finally, when he arrived at the school gate, the driver politely asked him to get out of the car. He looked at Zhou Wang with a strange look. He had his back straight, his head slightly raised, and one hand on the car window with deep eyes.

You are such a fucking pretentious guy, you act like a CEO just by riding in a private car, right?

Zhou Wang, who was carrying a bunch of things, first bought a pack of Zhongzhi Da Chongjiu cigarettes at the school gate, and then quickly rushed to the cafeteria.

He got a large portion of pork trotter rice with barbecued pork and chicken legs, and a glass of happy fat house water with ice cubes and lemon. After returning to the dormitory and closing the door, Zhou Wang, who was already starving, quickly turned on the computer.

As a result... 20 minutes passed and he still hadn't eaten a single bite of food.

The reason is simple: I can’t find a suitable drama.

"What use do I have for your VIP!"

Zhou Wang cursed in frustration. Although the member accounts used to log in were not his, it did not stop him from feeling sorry for one of his roommates.

The compromised Zhou Wang opened the short video app and randomly found a film and television commentary of "This Man is Called Xiao Shuai", and then he had his meal smoothly.

But while I was eating, the awkwardness I felt when walking just now came back, and it was particularly obvious.

The etiquette book is forcing him to correct his eating posture, but it is mainly a matter of eating frequency.

Zhou Wang had read in the news before that eating slowly can reduce the burden on the stomach and intestines, but eating pig's trotter rice slowly is a bit torture...

Fast food is meant to be tasty only when you eat it in big mouthfuls. Of course, if you eat it in small bites, you will get sick of it. However, Zhou Wang did not have the habit of wasting food. He took three times longer than usual to finish his meal. Finally, he took a sip of Coke and heaved a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the watch on his wrist worth 43 yuan, and touched it with emotion. Seeing that it was not yet half past four, Zhou Wang, who was originally tired, was no longer sleepy. He still had a lot of things to deal with.

The first thing is to pay back the money. Although some of the money was just borrowed, since the principal that can earn the maximum interest is enough, there is no need to drag others not to pay it back. Even though Zhou Wang's financial situation has not been good, he actually hates the feeling of owing money, and he always feels inferior.

He paid off the debts owed to the major apps in order and uninstalled all the apps like "MouLe" that he would never use again. Zhou Wang then transferred 3000 and 50000 to Yang Hao and Liu Zixi respectively.

Unlike directly swiping the card, a limit prompt appeared when Zhou Wang transferred the second transaction. Zhou Wang had to call the bank customer service and increase the daily limit before he could transfer the money smoothly.

At the same time, after checking Zhou Wang’s balance, the bank’s customer service also suggested that Zhou Wang go to a branch in person to change the type of card so that the bank could better serve him.

Zhou Wang had heard before that debit cards also have "levels". The normal person's daily limit of 5 yuan would definitely not be enough for him to spend in the future, so it was indeed necessary to make a trip.

After transferring the money, Zhou Wang sent a red envelope to each of them, one for 88 and the other for 188.

Some people say that this is not necessary between true friends, but Zhou Wang has a different opinion.

The low period he had experienced had made him realize that there is no unchanging relationship in this world, and no one except parents will always be unconditionally good to you.

The more you cherish something, the more cautious you need to be. Feelings are about giving and receiving...any form of feelings.

If they didn’t know the amount was too much, they would definitely not accept it. Zhou Wang even wanted to transfer more.

After paying off all his debts, Zhou Wang silently lit a cigarette, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. He had been living in debt for almost three years, and the maximum amount he owed had once exceeded 10 yuan.

There will definitely be people who will say that this little bit of money is nothing, especially since there is a district in China where the average asset per capita is in the billions and everyone lives a life of luxury. If you insist on asking me which district I am in, I can only tell you that it is the comment section of a short video...

But for Zhou Wang, a college student from an ordinary family, a debt of more than 100,000 yuan is enough to make him lose all confidence in the future.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had so few girlfriends.

Yang Hao quickly received the transfer and the red envelope without asking any further questions. He just said that he would come to Mingcheng at the end of the month and asked Zhou Wang to prepare a complete reception plan in advance to comfort his old father. At the end, he added: "I never drink wine without a second half."

Zhou Wang casually sent an emoticon that said "I'm going to fart and kill you" and ignored the guy's shouting, but opened his address book.

After staying for a while on the contact interface with the note "Mom" before dialing the number.

Zhou Wang originally thought that he had adjusted his mentality, but who knew that his mother's first words almost made Zhou Wang unable to hold back.

"Son, are you back? Maybe you don't have enough money to buy the ticket? I'll transfer some more money to you through WeChat..."

Zhou Wang didn't know why. He was the kind of person who wouldn't say a word even if he was bleeding, but his parents would always make his tears flow with just a few simple words.

Taking a deep breath and trying to make his voice sound calm, Zhou Wang simply explained to his mother that he had found a good job in Mingcheng and planned to try his luck again.

After some explanation, he finally got his mother to agree, and she repeatedly assured him that he still had money. However, Zhou Wang felt a little distressed after hanging up the phone.

It doesn’t matter to others, but according to the current trend, it is only a matter of time before he becomes a truly rich man. How should he explain his sudden wealth to his parents then?
If they are not allowed to accept the source of money, Zhou Wang will not be able to express his filial piety as he pleases, which is a contradiction.

"Fifty thousand first prize notes?"

Zhou Wang thought about it and found that this was the only reason that seemed closer to reality...haha.

(End of this chapter)