Financial freedom begins in Vietnam

After Pei Shirong expressed her hope that Chen Junhe would visit her more often, she twisted her fingers and lowered her head.

Only the moment her ears and cheeks turned red proved that she was no longer at peace.

She didn't know why she suddenly said those words to Chen Junhe.

Perhaps it was from the moment the factory helped her fix the machine that this tall figure became an unforgettable part of her heart.

After Pei Shi Rong repeatedly asked Chen Junhe to have dinner with her, only to be refused by him, her feelings for Chen Junhe quietly grew stronger.

Since that machine malfunction, Chen Junhe would come over every few days to help debug the machine and patiently tell Pei Shirong the precautions for operation.

Aside from her mother and Chen Junhe, she has never met a third person who treats her so well without asking for anything in return.

Previously, due to her inferiority complex about her family background, Pei Shirong did not dare to pursue the kind of relationship that was a luxury for her.

From Bac Ninh to Hanoi, all the way until seeing Chen Junhe off, Bui Thi Rong felt an urge, a sense that if she didn't speak up now, she would never have the chance to say it again.

So he used all his strength to say those words.

This one sentence completely drained Pei Shirong of all her courage, leaving her standing there with her head down like a child awaiting judgment.

Looking at the small face in front of me, which resembled a red cloth.

Chen Junhe stepped forward without hesitation.

Pei Shirong could even feel Chen Junhe's hot breath above her head.

"I'm free tonight. I have some errands to run this afternoon, and I'll treat you and your roommate to dinner when I get back. Remember to remind them that I'll arrange the place."

Pei Shirong suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with a hint of surprised joy: "Really? Brother?"

The unique coquettishness and sweet, charming tone of Vietnamese girls' voices make you want to hold them in your arms.

With the atmosphere already set to this level, Chen Junhe wasn't some clueless newbie.

He affectionately placed one hand on Pei Shirong's shoulder, and with the other hand gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

Chen Junhe's fingertips gently brushed against Pei Shirong's earlobe, and Pei Shirong trembled slightly the moment their skin touched.

She found herself enjoying the feeling of Chen Junhe's warm hand brushing against her ear.

"Of course it's true. You've just arrived in a new environment, and you'll be living together for four years. It's very important to get along well with your roommates."

As a former college student, Chen Junhe was very familiar with the situation in college dormitories. Even though this was Vietnam, interpersonal relationships were still pretty much the same.

"Ding! Your affinity with the opposite-sex character 'Pei Shirong' has exceeded 80. Reward: $100 million (already transferred to your Citibank account)"

"Currently bound to opposite sex: 1/3"

Pei Shirong: Favorability rating 80 (Emerging romance stage)

"Next stage reward: Reaching a favorability level of 90 will unlock a new reward."

The system notification sounded in his mind, but Chen Junhe's attention was not diverted.

The arrival of the million dollars only brought a slight smile to his lips; what he cared more about at that moment was the lingering look in the girl's eyes.

Girls who are not contaminated are extremely rare these days.

Only in the rural areas of Vietnam can you find some innocent and pure girls.

When Chen Junhe was working at the factory, he also saw some traditional Vietnamese girls who came to work.

After all, Vietnam was once part of the Confucian cultural sphere of China, and the cultural influence of the "Three Obediences and Four Virtues" for women has been passed down in many parts of Vietnam.

Of course, with the development of Vietnam's economy, there are fewer and fewer girls like this. After all, once they have seen the bustling city, it is difficult for them to return to the impoverished countryside.

Just like the journey of their vast northern neighbor, Vietnamese girls today are a completely different species from Vietnamese girls 15 years ago.

This is why Chen Junhe invited Pei Shirong to get in the car without hesitation after seeing her outside the factory.

Aside from lust at first sight, the main reason was that after observing her for several months, I found her personality to be very likable.

Before obtaining the system, Chen Junhe hadn't really put much thought into it.

But money gives men courage, and the more money they have, the bolder they become. With a daily income of ten thousand US dollars, Chen Junhe felt that he deserved all the good things in the world.

So he took bold action, and the result now proves that saying true.

When you have enough capital and confidence, opportunities are reserved for the bold.

Hearing Chen Junhe's words, Pei Shirong's eyes lit up for a moment, then suddenly dimmed again: "But...but it will cost Brother He money again."

When choosing a dormitory, the money Chen Junhe had slipped into Pei Shirong's hand had already made her somewhat uneasy about spending it.

Now Chen Junhe not only wants to treat her to dinner, but also her roommates.

This made Bui Thi Dung, who was used to being frugal, feel very guilty. Even when he was working in the factory, Tran Tuan Ha, whose monthly salary was equivalent to 45 million Vietnamese dong (12000 Vietnamese Dong), was a rich man in his eyes.

She also subconsciously felt a little embarrassed to continue spending Chen Junhe's money, because Chen Junhe wasn't really anyone to her.

"It's okay, just tell your roommates that your boyfriend is treating tonight."

As soon as Chen Junhe finished speaking, Pei Shirong felt a jolt of electricity run through her heart, making her feel numb and tingly all over.

"Boy...boyfriend?" Pei Shirong's already flushed face turned bright red, the blush spreading from her cheeks all the way to her neck, making her look especially alluring in the sunlight.

"What, you don't want to?" Chen Junhe deliberately raised his eyebrows, his gaze lingering on her face.

"No! I..."

Pei Shirong shook her head frantically, her timid eyes as clear and innocent as a fawn's, her two braids swaying over her shoulders: "I just... I just didn't expect it to be so fast..."

"Some things, you just need to feel them, Ah Rong, I like you a lot." Chen Junhe glanced at his phone; it was almost noon.

"Go back to your dorm and get ready, and get to know your roommates. I have some errands to run this afternoon, so I'll pick you up at the school gate at 6 p.m. sharp."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, but Pei Shirong subconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes.

The girl's fingers were slender and fair, and her touch was very light, yet it made Chen Junhe stop in his tracks.

"Brother He... thank you for liking me." Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, and her eyes were glistening with tears.

Chen Junhe turned around and saw that her eyes were slightly red. This girl, who saved up her tuition fees by working summer jobs and dragged her luggage to the capital to register, had probably not been valued like this for a long time.

"Don't cry. I'll treat you to a nice meal tonight, so your roommates will treat you better in the future." He reached out and gently wiped the corner of her eye with his fingertips, the movement as natural as if he had done it countless times.

This time, Pei Shirong did not dodge.

She tilted her head back, letting his fingers linger on her face, then nodded firmly with a determined look: "Yes!"

Chen Junhe turned and walked towards the parking lot. After taking a dozen steps, he turned back and saw Pei Shirong still standing there watching him.

Seeing Chen Junhe turn around, the tall girl in the sunlight waved, her smile was so clean it was almost unbelievable; it was a reassuring smile of someone who had found someone to rely on.