I can become stronger by paying salaries. I have one billion employees!

Chapter 97 If you can’t make money, who will follow me in the future?
The next morning, Chen Yansen dressed neatly and went downstairs to the restaurant.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Song Yuncheng sitting alone by the window, holding half a fried dough stick in his hand, a bowl of tofu pudding in front of him, and a suitcase at his feet.

She didn't wear the white suit from yesterday, but the patched pink down jacket. Her hair was fluffy and tied in a high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead.

Chen Yansen grabbed some breakfast and walked over with his tray.

"So early, what time's the train?" Chen Yansen sat down and asked softly.

"9:30." Song Yuncheng looked up at him and casually made up a train schedule.

"What time will we arrive in Lucheng?" Chen Yansen asked again.

"I... I didn't notice." Song Yuncheng didn't buy a ticket at all, so how could he know the arrival time? He could only lower his head to avoid his gaze.

"You know what? When people lie, their expressions become subconsciously unnatural, but this instinctive reaction can be suppressed through training."

Chen Yansen took in her expression and said jokingly.

"Really?" Song Yuncheng laughed dryly, took a sip of the milk, and tactically avoided the topic, changing it to: "By the way, are you going back to school today?"

"I'm going to Lucheng."

Chen Yansen stared at Song Yuncheng and spoke slowly.

"Are you going to Lucheng too?" Song Yuncheng's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a look of joy unconsciously appeared on his face.

But she immediately realized that Chen Yansen had probably seen through her lies a long time ago, and he went to Lujiang most likely to send her home.

"Well, send the unlucky guy home." Chen Yansen nodded in response.

"I want to try my luck at the long-distance bus station." Song Yuncheng muttered softly. She understood what Chen Yansen meant, but she didn't want to have too much contact with him.

She was afraid that she would get deeper and deeper into trouble.

"Shanghai's universities are on holiday these two days, and it's hard to get a ticket at the bus station." Chen Yansen added, completely ending Song Yuncheng's thoughts.

At half past nine, the two left the hotel and got into the car.

Chen Yansen sped along the outer ring road and soon entered the highway. He glanced at Song Yuncheng who was in a daze and said, "Play a song."

"Ah? Okay." Song Yuncheng came back to his senses and agreed obediently.

Song Yuncheng fiddled with it for ten minutes before connecting to the car's Bluetooth. He flipped through the songs on his phone and felt that none of them matched Chen Yansen's personality.

After hesitating for a long time, I chose a poem called "Luzhou Moon", which is quite appropriate for the occasion.

"When I was a child, I chiseled a hole in the wall to steal someone's light. I didn't comb my hair for a single day, and I suffered through ten years of studying hard."

"Now I read leisurely under the lamp, with the beauty by my side, and the fame of half a lifetime is just vanity..."

Chen Yansen hummed along, his voice deep and magnetic with a rustling sound.

Song Yuncheng was slightly stunned. After spending a few months together, she almost forgot that Chen Yansen was also born in the 90s like her, and she was even a year older than Chen Yansen.

"He actually listens to Xu Song's songs." Song Yuncheng thought secretly and couldn't help laughing. It was the first time she saw another side of Chen Yansen.

wrong!

The pattern on Chen Yansen's underwear is inconsistent with his usual well-dressed appearance.

Thinking of this, her cheeks flushed.

Song Yuncheng leaned back in his seat, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, thinking to himself: You are such a loser. Chen Yansen just gave you a finger and you got in the car happily. Didn’t you agree to treat him as just your boss and master?
She recalled that an hour ago, it seemed as if an inexplicable force pushed her into the car.

"Is it because you like it?"

Song Yuncheng secretly glanced at Chen Yansen. He had sharp features and delicate features. There were so many girls who liked him that there was a football team in the 10th News Class alone, not to mention the entire Xuyuan.

"To say he's bad, besides Meng Jie, he only seems to take advantage of me; to say he's good, he's always looking for more, what a scumbag."

Song Yuncheng said nothing, his mind was full of random thoughts, and his face turned red and white.

Chen Yansen was an expert driver and drove all the way from Shanghai to Nanjing without stopping.

After having lunch in the rest area, we set off again half an hour later.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yansen drove off the highway, drove on the provincial road for an hour, and then turned into the rural road.

Country roads are more difficult to drive on than highways. The road surface is bumpy and you have to use the ridges to pass other cars.

The sun hung in the branches of the birch trees, but there was no warmth at all.

The cold wind of early winter blew up a few dead leaves and drifted them towards the distant culvert.

"Going home to see your parents?" Chen Yansen suddenly asked.

"No." Song Yuncheng shook his head, but quickly added: "Look at my brother."

"Your brother should have graduated and started working, right?" Chen Yansen continued to ask without thinking much.

"My brother won't be able to graduate." Song Yuncheng smiled bitterly, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes.

Chen Yansen turned to look at her and asked in confusion, "You were fired for failing the exam?"

"My brother gets a scholarship every year and has never failed a course." Song Yuncheng sighed and forced a smile.

Chen Yansen smiled awkwardly, shrugged his shoulders, and thought to himself: I didn’t fail the exam either.

60 points in every subject!
My English score is 99!

After informing the principal and the dean, the professional course teachers had no choice but to bite the bullet and change all of Chen Yansen's test papers with scores of more than ten points to 60 points!
Chen Yansen was confused and didn't ask any further questions. He was interested in Song Yuncheng, not her brother.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped next to a two-story building.

"Is this your home?" Chen Yansen looked around and asked curiously.

The house in front of me has yards of dozens of square meters inside and outside, and the living area of ​​the upper and lower floors is also not small.

This house is much bigger than his own. It seems that Song Yuncheng is not as poor as he thought.

He originally thought that since Song Yuncheng was so stingy, his family must be extremely poor.

"Would you like to come in and have a drink of water?" Song Yuncheng asked instead of answering.

She didn't really want Chen Yansen in the house. There were too many things to explain, and she didn't want him to know too much about her. But Chen Yansen had driven all the way to send her back, and not letting anyone in to drink water seemed inhumane.

"It would be better if we could have a meal together." Chen Yansen was not polite at all.

After taking the luggage out of the trunk, Chen Yansen walked forward. If you didn't know, you would think this was his home.

"Chen Yansen, walk slower." Song Yuncheng jogged to catch up.

As soon as Chen Yansen entered the door, he ran into a woman in her thirties, who looked at him in surprise.

"Who are you?" The woman frowned, looking confused.

"Aunt, I'm back." Song Yuncheng walked out from behind Chen Yansen and greeted with a smile.

"Oh, Xiaochengzi, I was just about to call you and ask where you were. Your uncle was worried that you couldn't buy a ticket." The aunt pulled Song Yuncheng and said with a smile.

"Who is this young man?" the aunt said, then turned her gaze to Chen Yansen.

"He is mine." Song Yuncheng hesitated, not yet deciding whether to refer to him as a classmate or a boss.

Chen Yansen took the initiative to step forward and said with a smile: "Hello, auntie, I'm Xiaochengzi's boyfriend, Chen Yansen, you can just call me Xiaochen."

"Hey! Chen Yansen, stop talking nonsense!" Song Yuncheng got anxious and stood on tiptoe, trying to cover Chen Yansen's mouth.

Also, only family members can call you by the nickname Xiaochengzi.

Chen Yansen, shut up!
Song Yuncheng was afraid that his aunt would misunderstand him, so he hurried to refute him.

"Aunt, Xiaochengzi is shy, you know." Chen Yansen explained with a smile.

"Xiao Chengzi, my aunt is not old-fashioned. Having a boyfriend is a good thing. Xiao Chen, right? Come in and sit down."

The aunt thought Song Yuncheng was just shy, so she warmly welcomed Chen Yansen into the main room and busied herself with finding tea leaves to make tea.

"Chen Yansen, why are you talking nonsense? My aunt believed it!" Song Yuncheng kicked Chen Yansen with an unhappy face.

"You confessed to me last time and I agreed, so aren't we boyfriend and girlfriend?" Chen Yansen brought up the past with a sly smile on his face.

Just then, a tall and thin young man walked out of the bedroom. When he saw Song Yuncheng, he immediately grinned.

"Xiaochengzi, you are finally out of school. Can you play flying chess with me?" The young man looked a bit like Song Yuncheng, with a strange tone and a simple smile.

"Brother, I brought you toys and exercise books." When Song Yuncheng saw his brother, he didn't bother to argue with Chen Yansen. He hurriedly opened the suitcase and took out the prepared things.

"Xiao Chen, you've figured it out, there's something wrong with Xiao Chengzi's brother." The aunt brought hot water and gently placed it on the table, motioning Chen Yansen to drink the tea while pointing to her head.

"Is it caused by illness?" Chen Yansen asked.

Song Yuncheng mentioned that her brother went to college and received scholarships every year, so he was definitely not born that way.

"Didn't Xiaochengzi tell you?" The aunt was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, she felt that since Song Yuncheng had brought Chen Yansen home, he probably didn't intend to hide it from him.

Chen Yansen nodded. Now he understood why Song Yuncheng was so frugal. Even with a monthly salary of four or five thousand, he still made himself malnourished.

"When Xiao Chengzi was in his second year of high school, the wiring at home was aging and a fire broke out in the middle of the night. When we found out, Xiao Chengzi was lying outside the door alone."

As my aunt talked about this, her eyes reddened. After choking a few times, she continued, "Yun Nuo woke up early. He took his sister out first, then went back to the house to rescue his parents. He inhaled too much toxic gas. The doctor said it was toxic encephalopathy. Now his intelligence is about the same as that of a six or seven-year-old."

"What about Xiaochengzi's parents?" Chen Yansen asked in a low voice.

"He couldn't be saved." The aunt gave a direct answer.

Chen Yansen looked at Song Yunnuo and saw that his face was washed clean and his clothes were not high-end but fit and neat. It was obvious that his aunt had been taking care of Song Yuncheng and her brother in the past few years.

"Xiao Chengzi is a good girl. She has been working part-time at school since her sophomore year. But her boss is a piece of shit. He assigns her a lot of work all day long, and she is so busy that she doesn't even have time to eat." The aunt scolded angrily.

Every family has its own difficulties. Song Yuncheng made it clear that his aunt's family relies entirely on his uncle driving a truck in the city to support the family, and they have two children in elementary school. How can he afford to eat and live for free?

After his parents passed away and his brother was seriously ill, Song Yuncheng, who had been a good student, only got into a second-tier university.

Her uncle and aunt advised her to repeat the year, but Song Yuncheng refused.

When Chen Yansen heard this, he smiled knowingly. Given Song Yuncheng's bad temper, it was normal for him to not accept it.

"I don't object to you two being in love. I tell you this, first, so that you can be mentally prepared, and second, I want to tell you that if you can't accept Xiaochengzi's burdens, just tell her directly and don't make her too sad." The aunt sighed and warned seriously.

She knew in her heart that her niece was too heavy a burden. Whoever married her would have to raise an extra "son", and an ordinary family would never agree to that.

She didn't want Chen Yansen to suddenly change his mind when Song Yuncheng was discussing marriage. It would be better for everyone if she spoke frankly in advance.

"I understand." Chen Yansen said nothing and waved to Song Yuncheng.

"Brother, play by yourself for a while." Song Yuncheng coaxed his brother and walked up to Chen Yansen.

"You two can chat slowly. I'll go to the school to pick up Wang Yun and Wang Yu." After saying this, the aunt left the main room to the two of them and rode her electric bike to the town's primary school.

Wang Yun and Wang Yu are Song Yuncheng's cousins. Their school is less than 800 meters away from their home. One is in the sixth grade and the other is in the fifth grade, so there is no need for them to be picked up and dropped off.

The aunt did this simply to give the two of them some space to talk.

"I've never thought about falling in love or getting married. My life was saved by my brother, and I have to take care of him." Song Yuncheng looked at her brother and said softly.

Song Yunnuo squatted on the ground, playing flying chess by himself, and turned a deaf ear to the movement around him.

"He definitely doesn't want you to live like this for the rest of your life." Chen Yansen said firmly.

"But I can only live like this for the rest of my life." Song Yuncheng chuckled, tears in his eyes.

"Life isn't as bad as you think. Help me make money. In a year or two, I guarantee you'll have saved several million."

Chen Yansen smiled and comforted.

This time, he didn't say anything like 'Be my part-time girlfriend and I'll give you X amount of money every month'.

He is just bad, not a beast.

"Zhang Yifeng only earned 50,000 last month. How can I make millions in two years?" Song Yuncheng felt warm in his heart, but he didn't believe it.

"You are my number one employee. If you can't make money, who will follow me in the future?" Chen Yansen retorted with a sneer.

(End of this chapter)