Financial freedom begins in Vietnam

Upon seeing Pei Shirong's message, Chen Junhe tilted his head back and drank his coffee in one gulp.

He got up and went back next door, then drove out his Mercedes-Benz E300.

At this time, it will be just as soon as Chen Junhe arrives at Hanoi National University that Pei Thi Rong and the others return to their dormitory.

Chen Junhe's car slowly drove out of Silverware Street and merged into the surging army of motorcycles.

During the journey, Chen Junhe discovered that times were indeed slowly changing.

Among the cars and motorcycles passing by, there are already quite a few electric vehicles mixed in.

Having become familiar with the roads in Hanoi, Tran Tuan Ha now drives much more freely.

They are no longer as nervous as they were at the beginning when motorcycles approached cars.

He drove at his normal speed, completely ignoring the motorcycles passing by.

When the car arrived at Pei Shirong's building, Chen Junhe did not get out of the car but called Pei Shirong first.

"Brother, have you arrived yet?"

Upon hearing Chen Junhe's familiar voice, Pei Shirong jumped up from her chair with joy.

They had just returned to their dormitory not long ago.

"No rush, take your time changing your clothes."

Chen Junhe didn't urge them to come down quickly, knowing that the girls would take a little longer to change their clothes.

"Change your clothes?"

Pei Shirong's tone on the phone was full of doubt.

"Ah Rong, you didn't go to the bar dressed like this, did you?"

Ruan Huangmingyu's voice came from the side.

The girl seemed to know a bit about bars, as she chimed in with a comment.

Pei Shirong, who had never been familiar with bars before, asked with great curiosity, "What kind of clothes should I wear to a bar?"

"Didn't your man buy you a lot of pretty dresses? Just pick one to wear over."

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc offered a suggestion from the side.

She was very envious of the row of beautiful dresses in Pei Shirong's wardrobe; she wanted just as many beautiful dresses.

Seeing that Pei Shirong was still on the phone with Chen Junhe, she simply got up and walked to the wardrobe: "Arong, let me help you pick one out."

......

Twenty minutes later, Chen Junhe, sitting in the car, couldn't help but light up when he saw the girls walking out of the dormitory building.

He had just overheard the conversation between Bui Thi Dung and Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc on the phone and knew that Bui Thi Dung's current outfit was chosen and styled by Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc.

A black lace halter-neck bodycon dress perfectly accentuated Pei Shirong's curvaceous figure, while a pair of white sneakers added a touch of innocence to her sexiness.

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc, standing to the side, wore a white halter-neck pleated dress paired with white sneakers.

Being a girl from Hanoi, she had a natural advantage over her classmates when it came to dressing up.

Meanwhile, Li Shi Meixiang, dressed more simply, wore a fitted T-shirt and a simple denim mini skirt, but still exuded youthful charm.

And then... that was it.

The somewhat dark-skinned and thin Pan Shifang was not present.

Chen Junhe pushed open the car door and got out.

"Brother~~"

Perhaps because she hadn't seen Chen Junhe for several days, Pei Shirong ignored the stares of those around her and buried her face in Chen Junhe's arms.

Having already engaged in intimate conversations, she had let go of her reserve in front of her lover.

"xin zhao."

Chen Junhe first looked over Pei Shirong's head and greeted Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc and Le Shi Mai Huong behind him.

Only then did he look down at Pei Shirong in his arms.

"Ah Rong is dressed very sexily today."

Holding Pei Shirong, who looked thin but was actually quite chubby, Chen Junhe whispered a teasing remark in her ear.

"Does my brother like it?"

Pei Shirong nestled in his arms, tilting her head slightly to look at Chen Junhe's face.

"I like it, of course I like it. I like whatever Ah Rong wears. If she doesn't wear anything, I like it even more."

"Oh dear, why does my brother say everything?"

Chen Junhe's words made Pei Shirong blush.

She couldn't accept such direct teasing.

But since Chen Junhe said these words, she felt that she could accept them.

"Originally, Ayu said that she would look better in nude Roman high heels, but I can't walk well, so I went back to wearing white sneakers."

Pei Shirong nestled in Chen Junhe's arms, sharing with him the process of changing clothes in the dormitory.

Looking at the pretty Ruan Huang Mingyu standing to the side, Chen Junhe nodded: "Ayu really knows how to coordinate outfits."

After Pei Shirong finished sharing, Chen Junhe invited everyone to get in the car and casually asked, "Why didn't Afang come?"

"Afang went to work part-time and rarely comes back."

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc, standing to the side, answered Tran Tuan Ha's question on behalf of Phan Thi Phuong.

When the topic of part-time jobs came up, Pei Shirong, who was sitting in the car, talked at length to Chen Junhe about the part-time job opportunities at the school.

It turns out that about 70% to 80% of university students in Vietnam have to do part-time jobs after starting school to earn extra living expenses and other related costs.

Especially rent.

Not every school can have several student dormitory buildings like the National University of Hanoi.

Most schools do not have dormitory buildings; all students who need accommodation rent houses around the school.

For most students, renting a place is a significant expense.

Therefore, they have to work part-time to earn their rent and living expenses.

Everyone knows that part-time work is a double-edged sword.

When a student who needs to concentrate on studying is working part-time every day, their studies will inevitably be affected to some extent.

But this is the norm at Vietnamese universities.

Therefore, it's easy to imagine that the teaching quality of Vietnamese universities is just so-so.

Then Pei Shirong shared some interesting things about their classes with Chen Junhe.

She also told Chen Junhe about an idea she had once had.

That was so that Chen Junhe could stay by her side; she wanted to secretly bring Chen Junhe to the classroom to audit the lessons.

After asking several senior students, she was dismayed to discover that auditing classes was not allowed in universities.

This approach sounds very Vietnamese.

Chen Junhe had previously heard some Chinese compatriots jokingly say that the teaching quality of Vietnamese universities was not very good.

Looking at it again now, it seems to be quite possible.

First of all, a student life with a lot of part-time jobs will definitely affect the quality of their studies.

When students are not paying attention, teachers will naturally just talk casually.

Because teachers can speak freely, they naturally have certain expectations for the students. To reduce risks, some unrelated people are naturally not allowed to sit in on the lectures.

Given the typical Vietnamese way of doing things, the probability of this happening is quite high.

Pei Shirong finished talking about the classroom and then moved on to the cafeteria. Jian wished she could tell Chen Junhe every single minute and every single detail of her time at school.

It's already Thursday, and it seems like almost a week has passed since they parted ways, making this girl miss him terribly.

It feels like every few days apart we've been apart, a few days have passed in vain.

Chen Junhe didn't interrupt her, and just listened to him with a smile.

Because some emotions still need to be expressed through appropriate communication.

After driving for about half an hour, Chen Junhe's car returned to the old town.

Last time, I went to a five-star hotel and had a French meal.

This time, Chen Junhe brought them to eat what was said to be the most authentic Vietnamese food in Hanoi.