Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 155: That Year I Was Like a Minion at Eighteen (Additional Update for the Leader of “Huan Pei Xi Xing Hong”)
[Resume - Jiang Qingkui]

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"Loyalty: 75 =》77 (Qualified)"

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This is a breakfast shop at the entrance of an old street in Jingcheng.

It was early morning of the next day, and Zhou Wang, Jiang Qingkui and Miao Ying were sitting opposite each other at a small table.

If there is any exception when he goes home, it is that Zhou Wang basically never eats breakfast at home.

Zhao Guihua was too lazy to make it, and Zhou Wang was more willing to eat breakfast outside with Jingcheng characteristics.

For example, the bowl of braised noodles with chili oil that he was eating at this moment. The braised noodles in Mingcheng were all sweet, and only the spicy braised noodles in Jingcheng were most to Zhou Wang's taste.

Jiang Qingkui on the other side might have been a little overwhelmed. She raised her head in surprise, "Boss Zhou, is there something wrong with my makeup today?"

"Oh, no, it's fine..."

"Then why are you staring at me?"

"Think about it from another angle. Is it because you look so good today that I can't help but keep looking at you?"

"Is that so, Mr. Zhou?"

"Yes, Aoi."

Seeing Zhou Wang's affirmative look, Jiang Qingkui didn't know what to say anymore. She silently lowered her head and ate her rice noodles in small bites.

After taking a few bites, Jiang Qingkui raised her head and looked at Miao Ying, "Cherry, is there really nothing wrong with my makeup?"

Although Jiang Qingkui felt that it was not nice to give people nicknames, Miao Ying's English name was Cherry, which literally meant "cherry," so she followed Zhou Wang in calling her that.

Miao Ying was startled. She probably didn't expect that this could involve her...

She looked at Jiang Qingkui carefully.

Jiang Qingkui is indeed different today.

Her long hair, which was always simply tied up, was tied up in a slightly complicated way today, which made her originally cold temperament more gentle. Coupled with the LV women's small suit, she looked like a typical urban elite beauty.

Considering that she was going to attend an event at her alma mater today, Jiang Qingkui's facial features were also delicately modified. Her originally slightly straight eyebrows were curved, her pupils were dark and bright, and the light and dark contouring made her cheeks more three-dimensional and full...

At least in Miao Ying's eyes, this is the most beautiful female template she thinks.

Although... I don't know why, Jiang Qingkui's dark circles seem a bit heavy and cannot be completely covered up, but the merits outweigh the flaws.

So Miao Ying nodded seriously, "It looks good."

Jiang Qingkui finally felt relieved after hearing that. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he ate his breakfast peacefully.

The corners of Zhou Wang's mouth twitched. He thought he had spoken very sincerely, but Jiang Qingkui obviously still didn't quite believe him.

Whatever... because Zhou Wang was not sincere to begin with.

Jiang Qingkui is certainly beautiful, but this is obviously not his focus.

After waking up, Zhou Wang was surprised to find that Jiang Qingkui's loyalty had inexplicably increased by two points.

It seemed like there was no trace, but Zhou Wang remembered that her loyalty had definitely not changed when they separated last night. At that time, Zhou Wang was even worried that because of that little misunderstanding, her loyalty might even decrease...

So, what exactly happened?
After Zhou Wang's careful analysis, he concluded that the only possible time period for the change was from 3 a.m. last night to 8 a.m. this morning.

During these short five hours, something must have happened to Jiang Qingkui that Zhou Wang didn't know about.

Anyway, Sister Qingkui, there is something wrong with you...

Zhou Wang didn't think too much about it. They still had a long time to spend together in the future, and he didn't believe that he couldn't catch Jiang Qingkui's little tricks.

After taking out his cell phone and playing with it for a while, Zhou Wang unexpectedly received two messages.

Very fierce flower: "Boer.gif"

Hua Suisui said fiercely: "Zhou Wang, thank you for the carnival last night. I wanted to sing a song to thank you, but you left without giving me the chance~"

Zhou Wang was quite surprised and typed back: "How do you know it was me?"

There is almost no obvious personal information on his Douyin account, and even acquaintances may not be able to recognize it, so Zhou Wang was confused.

Hua Suisui said fiercely: "The IP is Mingcheng, and the live broadcast room is so low-level. I can only think of you. There won't be some wild good guy who will show up and give me money, and run away without even asking for WeChat!"

Zhou Wang: "So you just thank me verbally?"

Hua Suisui said fiercely: "When you come to Hangzhou, I will treat you to a meal!"

Zhou Wang: "This cake doesn't smell good."

Hua Suisui said fiercely: "Oh, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Wang: "Let's see if we can give out some benefits. There should be some basic benefits for the No. 1 guy on the list, right?"

Hua Suisui did not reply immediately. Zhou Wang was just joking. He didn’t know about Hua Suisui in the past, but now that she has become famous, she is very careful about her reputation. So Zhou Wang did not expect her to really send any private photos.

Who knew that a moment later, WeChat rang again. Zhou Wang picked it up and took a look. He couldn't help but "wow", there was actually -

A bikini swimsuit photo.

This style is much bolder than the one-piece swimsuit Zhou Wang had seen last time.

Although it is not a very explicit photo, this photo is probably out of print on the Internet.

At least Zhou Wang had never seen Hua Suisu’s bikini photos anywhere else.

Hua Suisui said fiercely: "Zhou Wang, this is your private collection. I have only taken this one photo. You are not allowed to leak it!"

Zhou Wang took a look and couldn't help smacking his lips.

Although I don't have any abs, I have to say that this little belly with a bit of flesh is still quite attractive for some reason.

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After breakfast, the three went to Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

This year's back-to-school season at Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School is actually a series of activities.

After Zhou Wang decided to attend, Jiang Qingkui accepted the invitation from her former class teacher, Qin Li, who is now the academic director of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Today is the opening day of the event and will be the day with the largest number of alumni returning to school. The principal, official representatives, and representatives of some local businesses will all participate.

Only Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, which is the business card of Jingcheng, can receive such high-end treatment.

Ordinary high schools cannot even support the words "back to school season". It is already good enough if the graduating students have a conscience and buy some fruits and visit their teachers at home.

As a "poor student", Zhou Wang also learned about these things for the first time. Sitting in the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz G, he listened with great interest.

"Then this 'Alumni Association' of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School actually has an invisible threshold. It feels like a private banking club. Only those who are doing well can be accepted..."

The back-to-school season activities are not only organized by Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, but the "Alumni Association" spontaneously established by some graduating alumni also plays a big role in it.

"That can't be said. The 'Alumni Association' has a long history. At least the original intentions of the predecessors must have been pure. It's just that classes are everywhere, and division is always inevitable." Jiang Qingkui shook his head and gave his own opinion, "In the end, those who are not doing well will be embarrassed to join."

"That's true."

Zhou Wang nodded in approval.

The main urban area of ​​Jingcheng is very small. A few minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz G drove into Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

In the past, vehicles were not allowed to enter and exit freely, but today due to special circumstances, the security guard let us pass after a brief inquiry.

“Is this a high school?”

After driving into the new campus, Miao Ying took the initiative to ask a question, which was rare, with surprise in her tone.

She was indeed a little shocked.

Whose high school is so big?

Zhou Wang and Jiang Qingkui just smiled at each other, and they were still a little proud when they talked about this.

Speaking of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, not to mention its various honors and facilities, its land area alone is enough to beat countless high schools.

Together the new and old campuses, Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School covers an area of ​​more than 300 acres.

A standard residential area with seven buildings usually has an area of ​​about 40 to 50 mu...

Not to mention high schools, many smaller universities may not even have this amount of space.

For example, Beidu Four Little Dragons College...

The most important thing is that these more than 300 acres of land are located in the most central and golden area of ​​Jingcheng.

When the old campus of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School was expanded, the municipal government did not consider the option of relocation. It completely ignored the real estate boom of that year and gave the best land to Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School. This shows the status of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Following the instructions on the road signs, the Mercedes-Benz G drove into the parking lot.

When the three of them got off the car, a little girl in school uniform and wearing a name badge ran over and said with a sweet smile, "Welcome to the back-to-school season event. Do you need me to take you to the venue?"

"No need, we can find it."

Zhou Wang, who had not set foot on this campus for a long time, naturally wanted to take a walk around, so he smiled and refused.

After the little girl walked away, Zhou Wang looked at some students scattered around the campus and shook his head. "How pitiful! They are forced to come back to volunteer during the summer vacation..."

"There will always be some students who enjoy it."

Jiang Qingkui smiled faintly.

Zhou Wang thought so too. Among his former classmates, there were also many who liked to interact with teachers and actively participated in various school activities.

There are more girls.

Although in the eyes of some boys at that time, they were just "fawning".

It was obvious that there was no point for Miao Ying to follow, and she would also feel uncomfortable, so Zhou Wang let her do as she pleased, and Miao Ying finally chose to stay in the car, enjoy the air conditioning and listen to music.

Zhou Wang and Jiang Qingkui walked slowly inside along the statue of Confucius at the main entrance.

They reminisced about the past, talked and laughed along the way. Although they graduated two years apart, it was precisely through this kind of communication that they were able to come up with many interesting topics.

Unconsciously, he arrived at the plastic playground. Zhou Wang stood there in a daze for a while, then suddenly walked into the playground.

Jiang Qingkui was a little confused, but still followed.

Arriving in the middle of the empty playground, Zhou Wang pointed to a large two-story white building on the side and asked Jiang Qingkui with a smile: "Do you know what that place is?"

"The bathroom, where else could it be... Even though it wasn't repaired when I was here, it's not like I haven't been back since."

Jiang Qingkui thought Zhou Wang was trying to mislead her, and rolled her eyes.

Because the appearance of the building is indeed quite confusing. If it weren't for the holes in the wall that easily exposed it, it would basically not make people associate it with a bathroom.

"When we were in school, we liked to call it 'The White House', hahahaha..."

Zhou Wang obviously didn't mean to tease her, but said with some emotion, "Because at that time, we, a group of smoking students, liked to gather on the second floor there during the break after morning exercises every day, puffing out cigarettes and having 'meetings', so this name came into being."

Jiang Qingkui looked at the gorgeous design of the bathroom again, and after listening to Zhou Wang's description, he really felt something and couldn't help but smile.

"We were very professional at that time. There would be people standing outside to keep watch. When a teacher came, we would run away."

Zhou Wang smiled and said, "Thinking back now, those students who were out for some fun were pretty miserable. On the surface, they were playmates, but in fact, they were marginalized people..."

"Are you also the one who let the wind out?"

"Not really."

Zhou Wang laughed, "Although I was not very prominent in high school, no one bullied me. I was just a person who was neither good nor bad."

Zhou Wang shifted his gaze away from the "White House" and moved toward the center of the playground. He stepped on the plastic floor beneath his feet.

"Qingkui, do you know that the year we graduated, I don't know if the school was crazy or following the trend, they actually organized a dance party..."

"Ok?"

Jiang Qingkui was a little surprised, "Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School has ever held such a dance?"

"It wasn't the fancy graduation dances like those in foreign countries. It's quite funny to think about it now. At that time, the so-called dances were actually wearing school uniforms and dancing the kind of very subtle social dances."

As Zhou Wang spoke, he asked Jiang Qingkui to stretch out her hand and demonstrated it to her.

"It's like this, palm against palm, with the other hand behind the back, and then the two people turn around each other, with the only places touching are the palms..."

"A bit silly."

Jiang Qingkui withdrew his green palm and gave a fair evaluation.

"But I still thought it was fun at the time. You know how boring high school classes are. Everyone was actually very depressed... Hey, I thought I was the protagonist at the time. I even wanted to invite the prettiest girl in the class to be my dance partner."

Zhou Wang recalled and smiled, "Of course, the result was a failure. Young people always need a few years to wake up. There are not so many protagonists... A child of destiny like you, Jiang Qingkui, is ultimately an exception."

"When we stood here, most of us were just there to make up the numbers."

Zhou Wang faced the direction of the audience stands, let out a long breath, and his eyes became distant.

Jiang Qingkui stared at Zhou Wang silently. She could feel that Zhou Wang still had thousands of words in his heart.

She didn't know what kind of story Zhou Wang had been through, but she unconsciously reached out her hand, subconsciously wanting to hold Zhou Wang's hand again, or to comfort Zhou Wang in some other way...

But before she could touch Zhou Wang, Zhou Wang suddenly laughed, and the expression of emotion on his face disappeared, and instead turned into a kind of boasting.

Zhou Wang took out a cigarette, lit it for himself, and then exhaled a large cloud of smoke comfortably.

"I used to think, I should graduate quickly. One day I want to stand here and light a cigarette for myself. Tsk, now it seems that this wish is really the easiest to achieve..."

"It's not easy, but I can still stand straight at this moment!"

(End of this chapter)