Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 294 Little things
What made Zhou Wang's breathing almost stop was not just Jiang Mo's gentle call and her deep eyes full of longing.

And when the senior student raised her long legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings at one point and extended them along the smooth stockings, Zhou Wang's eyes saw the edge of the moon that had been pressed down by her before.

The transparent stockings made everything hazy, but Zhou Wang could still vaguely see a few bright red words -

"Zhou Wang's..."

Due to perspective issues, Zhou Wang only saw these three words.

But it was enough to make him imagine... and get addicted in a second.

He pounced on her fiercely and fulfilled the senior's request.

……

Later, when that layer of obstacle was torn apart, Zhou Wang finally saw the other three words.

Stunned, Zhou Wang hugged Jiang Mo from behind, but Jiang Mo did not give him the chance to ask questions. Instead, he grabbed his neck with his backhand and blocked Zhou Wang's mouth with his hot lips.

……

Ding!
[The spiritual desire of the bound object Jiang Mo, the desire consumption money has been issued]

Ding!
[The spiritual desire of the bound object Jiang Mo, the desire consumption money has been issued]

Ding!
……

From midnight until 3:30 in the morning.

Over and over again.

Just an intermittent glance, a kiss, or a whisper can ignite a flame that is enough to burn everything.

In the dimness where the moonlight was faintly shining in, the shadows on the wall kept changing into sticky shapes.

Zhou Wang's physical strength once again faced a major challenge.

But he was not willing to stop. Jiang Mo was not at ease either. From her sweaty forehead, slightly white eyes, and the painful expression she showed from time to time, one could get some clues...

But more often than not, she used all her strength to entangle Zhou Wang.

It was only when Zhou Wang realized that if she continued like this, her health might really be in trouble that he pushed away the senior sister who was still biting his ear with great willpower.

It was unknown how long the heavy breathing lasted. After recovering from his shock, Zhou Wang hurried to check on Jiang Mo's condition.

"I'm fine..."

Fortunately, although Jiang Mo was obviously very weak, he was still conscious. However, he definitely couldn't sleep on this dirty bed...

Zhou Wang carried the boneless senior sister into the bathroom, then picked up the phone and called Xiao Dai, asking him to arrange for someone to clean up. Then he returned to the bathroom and personally helped Jiang Mo, who had no strength left, to clean up.

During the process, Jiang Mo just opened her dark but bright eyes and kept looking at Zhou Wang, allowing him to move.

As the cleaning went down, Zhou Wang curiously studied the words, "Is this... a sticker?"

After confirming that it was a washable tattoo, Zhou Wang breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was a bit perverted sometimes and was indeed very excited at the time... he also didn't want the senior sister to hurt her body in this way.

"Well, I...ordered a copy, and your name is all over it."

Jiang Mo nodded, and in the lightest tone, said the words that made Zhou Wang's heart surge with emotion.

After a pause, Jiang Mo looked up at Zhou Wang again, "Do you like it?"

"like."

Zhou Wang nodded without hesitation.

Jiang Mo's eyebrows softened, and Zhou Wang heard the system's prompt about "desire consumption funds arriving" for the Nth time.

……

It was late at night, and Zhou Wang, who should have been very tired, couldn't sleep for some reason.

After the senior schoolmate in his arms fell asleep and even started snoring softly, Zhou Wang turned over and sat up from the bed, lighting himself a belated cigarette.

What’s interesting is that there was actually a sign saying “No Smoking in Bed” at the head of the bed, but after Zhou Wang moved in, an ashtray was indeed placed on the cabinet next to the bed.

The smoke drifted in the dark night. Zhou Wang took a quick look. After three times, there was about 10 million more in the city commercial bank account belonging to the senior sister.

More than any other night before.

Before tonight, Zhou Wang hadn't heard any prompts from the system since his senior sister came to Beidu. Only occasionally, when the two of them were video chatting, he could get some sporadic income.

If Zhou Wang was still unsure before, then at this moment he finally understood that the senior sister... really lived like a person who belonged to him alone!

Just as the [Soul Greeting Card] stated, she gave everything she had to Zhou Wang.

It feels good, but it still doesn't feel right.

How to solve it?
Zhou Wang couldn't figure it out for a moment, but there was another small matter that he had to deal with first.

Regardless of whether it was the middle of the night or not, Zhou Wang sent a message in a group.

……

September 2024, 9, Tuesday, Mid-Autumn Festival.

The drizzle penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the streets of Mingcheng, slightly reducing the feeling of heat that still existed yesterday.

"The city's meteorological observatory issued a Level IV mine warning at 4:30 a.m. It is expected that within the next 12 hours... citizens are requested to take precautions..."

Han Yanqian opened the factory door early in the morning, yawning. When he heard the broadcast on TV, he couldn't help but sneer.

He really hoped that he would be struck by lightning. It would be best if he were given some special abilities like those in urban novels, such as the ability to see through things or walk through walls. That would be great.

He is really fed up with this kind of life of just getting by and not getting anything better than what he wants.

Han Yanqian's parents were both employees of a state-owned enterprise in the past. Later, after the state-owned enterprise was restructured, his parents were laid off. Life was a bit difficult at first, until Han Yanqian's mother's distant cousin, Jiang Mo's mother, married Jiang Yunfei. Han Yanqian's father, sensing an opportunity, shamelessly went to the family and opened an auto repair shop under the other party's care. Their family's life gradually got better.

During the most glorious years, earning one or two million yuan a year was like a piece of cake.

Han Yanqian used to drive a Porsche Cayenne instead of a BMW 525.

Who knew that Jiang Yunfei would suddenly run into problems, and as a result, their factory's customers suddenly dropped a lot. Coupled with the sudden wave of natural disasters, the repair shop not only stopped making money, but also went into a loss-making state.

The funniest thing is that Jiang Yunfei once borrowed money from their family.

Of course Han Yanqian's parents did not lend the money. Later, after Jiang Yunfei was arrested, the old couple secretly felt lucky that they were smart and had already seen that something might have gone wrong with Jiang Yunfei.

However, even though the money was not lent out, it could not stop the repair shop from making losses. Later, Han Yanqian's father even had some health problems because of this, so he had to hand over the repair shop to him to run.

How could Han Yanqian, a "young master" who spent his days in debauchery and had never done any serious work before the age of 30, understand business and management?

But it must be said that although Han Yanqian did not know how to run a proper repair shop, he understood one thing... No matter what business you are in China, you cannot avoid the word "human feelings".

If you understand the ways of the world, your business will go smoothly.

So Han Yanqian was not in a hurry to build up the factory. Instead, he directly transferred the remaining hundreds of thousands of yuan in the account into his own account and continued to "live a life of luxury" outside. However, the people he made friends with changed from his previous bad friends to those who had a little status in the insurance industry and related departments.

His "unconventional" move actually brought a lot of business to the repair shop.

Although it has not reached its former peak, at least I can make a steady net profit of nearly 100,000 yuan a month. In Mingcheng, I am considered a middle-class person.

But as he grew older, Han Yanqian became dissatisfied again.

His monthly income seemed to be quite a lot, but he still felt tight... For example, he once tried to support a girl with 10,000 yuan a month, but was rejected.

Damn it! A girl who graduated from a technical secondary school actually dares to ask for 20,000 yuan a month. What right does she have?

Even though I'm a little ugly, I won't make things difficult for you, right?

Han Yanqian felt that three thousand yuan a night was not cost-effective, and the other party was not willing to do it at ten thousand yuan a month, so the deal naturally fell through.

You say you want to go out to a nightclub to pick up girls, but there aren't that many naive people these days. If you really want to pick up a girl, you'll have to spend at least five or eight thousand a night, and Han Yanqian really can't bear to spend that money.

The 588 foot massage shop is full of old ladies, and the experience is very bad...

His current living conditions were probably not as good as the rich but better than the poor. His income was decent, but it was far from the kind of life he wanted. In short... it was very embarrassing.

In order to earn this little "hard-earned money", he has to come to the factory early in the morning even though today is the Mid-Autumn Festival when families reunite and everyone has a day off, because there is a customer who wants to repair his car and he has to show up.

Ding Dong!

The cell phone suddenly rang. Han Yanqian took out a pack of crumpled Zhonghua cigarettes and smoked one. He picked up the phone and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.

The person who sent him the message was a girl nicknamed "Sisi". He still had some impression of this girl. She was Jiang Mo's former best friend. They met in a bar not long ago. She also asked him about Jiang Mo's recent situation...

Thinking of the "cousin" who had blocked him, Han Yanqian's eyes became gloomy again for a moment, mixed with emotions such as unwillingness.

He would never forget the amazement he felt when he first saw this distant cousin when he went to visit Jiang Yunfei's home with his parents.

Jiang Mo was only in junior high school at that time, but she was already a beauty. When Jiang Mo was in high school, Han Yanqian's inner restlessness reached its peak.

But he didn't dare to show it, and could only vent his emotions through YY when no one was aware of it.

It was not until Jiang Mo's family went bankrupt that Han Yanqian felt that this was a great opportunity given to him by God, so he began to call and text Jiang Mo frantically, trying to possess her when she was most vulnerable.

Han Yanqian thought he understood his cousin. Although she was beautiful, she was protected so well by Jiang Yunfei that she was actually as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.

As long as he is shameless and uses a little tricks, the chances of success are very high.

Until that day, Han Yanqian, who had not waited for Jiang Mo to reply to his message, ran directly to the library to block her after finding out her whereabouts.

Jiang Mo was indeed stupid and had no idea how to deal with his entanglement. He was about to take Jiang Mo into the car, but at the critical moment, the plan was disrupted by the big boy sitting in the Alpha and the driver.

Later, when he heard that Jiang Mo was kicked out, he tried to contact her again, but found that Jiang Mo had blocked him...

Only Han Yanqian himself knows his resentment.

He was just a little bit away from making that beautiful cousin his own.

He didn't even dare to imagine how happy that kind of day would be!

Han Yanqian didn't know what happened to Jiang Mo later, but he heard from another relative who also knew Jiang Mo's WeChat that she seemed to be doing quite well... Moreover, Jiang Mo had helped pay off all the debts that Jiang Yunfei had owed before.

Eight million!

How can Jiang Mo pay it back on her own?
There is no doubt that Jiang Mo has found a real big money sponsor.

This made Han Yanqian even more unwilling. Why did a girl as pure and elegant as Jiang Mo end up being just a money-worshiping MG... Why couldn't he come up with eight million!
So when he met Sisi that night, Han Yanqian naturally opened his mouth and described Jiang Mo's "degeneration" in a heartbreaking manner.

After venting, Han Yanqian had almost forgotten about this matter, so he was a little puzzled as to why Sisi suddenly contacted him at this time.

Sisi: "Brother Qian, can you do me a favor~"

Han Yanqian: "Just tell me what you want to say!"

Sisi: "Um...can I borrow 100,000 from you?"

Han Yanqian raised his eyebrows, but still replied calmly: "Sisi, what difficulties have you encountered?"

Sisi (voice): "Oh, it's urgent anyway, Brother Qian, can you help me? I will pay you back as soon as possible~"

Han Yanqian was moved when he heard this: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but we are not familiar with each other. How can I do something that is not guaranteed?"

Sisi (voice): "Brother Qian, how could I let you suffer a loss? Don't worry, as long as you lend me the money, I...I will agree to one of your requests!"

As she spoke, Sisi also sent me a photo. In the photo, Sisi was only wearing underwear, showing off her beautiful figure.

Han Yanqian zoomed in and looked at it for a long time before replying, "I can't tell from this photo whether it's you."

Sisi paused for a while, then sent another short video. Han Yanqian couldn't wait to click on it. It was indeed a selfie of Sisi. She looked very seductive in her coquettish poses. However, Han Yanqian was a little puzzled because although Sisi's foundation was very thick, he seemed to see some suspicious bruises on her face...

But Han Yanqian obviously didn't care about this. He just typed again: "It's still a little hard to see... Your underwear is a bit of a hindrance, how about you take it off?"

Sisi fell silent again. After a while, she finally realized something and sent a voice message with a hint of anger: "Are you kidding me?"

"How can this be a joke? To do business, you have to be sincere. How about this, let's meet first. Are you in Mingcheng? I'll book a room and send you the address."

"I'm in Beidu now. How about... you help me book a plane ticket? I, I really have no money..."

"Forget about the plane ticket. How do I know if you will come to see me when you return? Or...should I book a train ticket for you?"

Han Yanqian sneered in his heart at Sisi's words. The last time I saw you, you were dressed so brightly and beautifully, and your clothes were more expensive than mine. How could you not even have the money for a plane ticket? Who are you trying to fool?
Sisi fell into a long silence this time. After several minutes, she sent a sixty-second voice message.

When Han Yanqian opened it, he was frightened by the sharp voice inside and his hands shook, and he almost dropped the phone.

He didn't hear most of the content clearly. He only vaguely heard Sisi mention "Jiang Mo" and the last sentence, which was almost gritting her teeth, "Han Yanqian, you will not die well."

When Han Yanqian wanted to reply, he found that Sisi had deleted him.

Just delete it. Han Yanqian, who got a free welfare video, didn't feel at a disadvantage. He was just a little confused as to why the other party mentioned "Jiang Mo".

Shaking his head, Han Yanqian leisurely lit a cigarette for himself, and watched the short video that he had saved on his mobile phone again. Then he stood up and called the two repairmen who were already on duty to make preparations quickly.

After sitting for more than half an hour, Han Yanqian heard the sound of a car horn coming from the factory gate.

Han Yanqian hurried out to greet a customer when he realized that he had arrived. Sure enough, he saw a silver Porsche 718 driving in. The driver was a young man he had met before.

Han Yanqian put on a smiling face, but before he could say hello to the other party, another car appeared in front of the factory gate.

Han Yanqian was a little stunned, because the car was a white Lamborghini Huracan, also known as the Lamborghini "Little Bull"...

The reason for his stunned state was simple. There seemed to be no reason for a supercar with a base price of over three million to appear in a shabby little repair shop like his.

The owner of this Porsche 718 was half-cheated by him because he wanted a cheap car.

The Lamborghini stopped at the factory gate for a while, and a young man could be vaguely seen sticking his head out to take a look at the factory sign. After confirming it, the Lamborghini slowly drove in.

While Han Yanqian was stunned, another car drove in behind the Lamborghini. It was a Lamborghini Urus, also a luxury car worth several million...

Behind the two Lamborghinis was a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle that was vaguely full of people, and behind that was a medium-sized trailer pulling a tattered Wuling Hongguang.

Han Yanqian was a little confused by this situation, but he inexplicably had a bad feeling in his heart.

Soon, Tang Yiming was the first to get out of the parked Lamborghini. He glanced at Lao Ruan who got off the Urus behind him and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled:
"Old Ruan, I told you I can come by myself. Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. Why are you joining me instead of going out to make connections or give me gifts?"

"What if you can't do it? You volunteered, and then we all lose face in front of Brother Gou along with you. That would be embarrassing..."

"Bullshit, if I can't handle such a small matter, then it's a waste of my time getting up at eight o'clock and preparing for it!"

When Tang Yiming was laughing and cursing, the owner of the Porsche 718 hesitated and asked tentatively: "Are you... Brother Tang Yiming?"

"you are?"

Tang Yiming raised his eyebrows and looked over.

"Oh, my father is Liu Guangrong. I followed him and had dinner with you before..."

The owner of the 718 quickly walked forward with a smile.

"Oh, I have some impression..."

Tang Yiming smiled faintly and asked, "Where are you?"

"I'm here to fix the car..."

"Are you familiar with this boss?"

"Uh, not very familiar, we've only known each other for a short time."

"Then go somewhere else to repair it. The feng shui here is not good, and it's easy to have problems if you repair it."

"Ah? Hey hey!"

The owner of the 718 was stunned at first, but his face changed slightly after he reacted. He glanced at Han Yanqian who was still confused about the situation, got into the car quickly, and drove away in the 718.

At this time, Tang Yiming turned around and looked at the confused and anxious Han Yanqian, and asked with a smile: "You are called Han Yanqian?"

(End of this chapter)