2003: The Opening Sniper Against the Financial Tycoon

the next day.

Qin Hanyang slept until nine o'clock in the morning.

He wanted to stay in bed a little longer, but thinking about what was about to happen, he immediately got up.

After a quick wash, he found his old school backpack, packed a change of clothes and other necessities, and then casually slipped his iPod inside.

After Qin Hanyang went downstairs, he didn't find his mother.

Then I went straight out and found a bustling department store half a kilometer from my home.

Wang Huirong was at one of the rented stalls, a brown leather bag slung across her shoulder, haggling with an old woman.

"This jacket will be cool and comfortable to wear in the summer, and it's really cheap at 10 yuan!"

"Eight yuan and fifty cents! If you won't sell it to me, I'll go look elsewhere!"

"Okay, okay, this price won't make me any money off you!"

"..."

Qin Hanyang did not disturb them.

Since we went into debt, my parents have been relying on the two machines at home to produce and sell their own products!

Wang Huirong had already spotted her son. After successfully selling a light shirt, she asked, "Where are you going with that bag?"

"Mom, I'm going to Xie Fei's place for a week."

Qin Hanyang made up a lie on the spot.

"Go ahead, but take it easy, don't go crazy!"

Wang Huirong thought Qin Hanyang was avoiding his father, and given the frequent gatherings among graduating students, she understood.

As she spoke, she casually unzipped her handbag, took out a fifty-yuan bill, and handed it to Qin Hanyang.

"Oh, and no internet cafes, and no swimming in the river!"

"good......"

Qin Hanyang readily agreed, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the remaining one-yuan and fifty-cent coins in his mother's bag.

People of Wang Huirong's generation have a habit of always carrying a large denomination coin in their purse, just in case.

Commonly known as "money for the bag".

Qin Hanyang took it in his hands and seemed to feel its weight as well.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Qin Hanyang found a place to have breakfast and lunch together before hurrying to the bus station.

"Let's go to Chengdu!"

"5 pieces."

After receiving a handwritten and stamped ticket from the ticket seller, Qin Hanyang boarded the bus ahead of time.

This is an old-fashioned bus, without even a storage compartment. Everyone piles their luggage on a platform near the driver's cab.

Qin Hanyang tossed his backpack up as well. Seeing the passenger seat was empty, he was about to climb over when the middle-aged, overweight driver in front of him expressionlessly reminded him:

"Someone's sitting here!"

"oh."

Qin Hanyang didn't dwell on it and turned to sit in the empty seat in the last row.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a girl wearing black-rimmed glasses arrived late, and the driver waved enthusiastically from afar.

"Xiaoyue, over here!"

"Uncle Li."

The person who arrived was Jiangnan Yue. Upon hearing the voice, she quickened her pace, but the first thing she saw after getting on the bus was Qin Hanyang sitting alone in the last corner of the last row.

"You're going to Chengdu too?!"

Jiangnan Yue was overjoyed and quickly sat down next to Qin Hanyang.

"Um."

"Xiaoyue, I specially reserved this passenger seat for you. It's less likely to make you carsick. Come on in."

"No, Uncle Li, I'm with my classmate."

The fat driver tried to be attentive to Jiang Nanyue, but she remained unmoved.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman saw this and moved over there with a thud.

"Hey, if no one's sitting here, I'll sit here!"

"..."

The chubby driver didn't try to persuade him any further, but gave him a word of advice in the rearview mirror.

"Then I'll drive slower. If you get carsick, let me know so I can stop!"

Hearing the driver's concern, Qin Hanyang smiled and asked:

"Is this your relative?"

"My dad's friend." Jiang Nanyue shook her head, then asked curiously, "What are you going to Rongcheng for?"

Qin Hanyang said, "I'm going to have some fun for a few days. What about you?"

"I'm going to pick this, and then I need to go to another city for vision correction surgery."

Jiang Nanyue pointed to the steel rings on her teeth, her expression showing some embarrassment about these imperfections.

Seeing this, Qin Hanyang did not ask any further questions.

But he knew that this holiday was actually the beginning of this female academic star's transformation.

He chatted with Jiangnan Yue in a casual, informal way.

Because the bus wasn't full, it was delayed by more than ten minutes before it finally started.

At that moment, a gust of wind blew, and Qin Hanyang felt a refreshing breeze.

Jiang Nanyue, who was sitting next to him, had just finished lunch and was feeling a little dizzy. She leaned on Qin Hanyang's shoulder and fell asleep.

She felt carsick and uncomfortable halfway through the journey, but the thought of how undignified she would look kept her going.

By the time we arrived in Chengdu, it was already 3 p.m.

"Xiaoyue, I'll find a taxi to take you home."

After parking the car, the chubby driver called out to Jiang Nanyue, but unexpectedly, she refused him outright.

"No need to trouble yourself, Uncle Li, I can go back by myself."

The fat driver looked somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

He then glanced at Qin Hanyang beside him, recalling the scene he had seen in the rearview mirror while driving, where the two of them were sleeping with their heads leaning against each other. Feeling a bit awkward, he simply gave a mumbled reply.

"Um...then slow down."

Then, the two walked out of the station side by side, neither of them mentioning the physical contact that had occurred on the train.

As they reached the door, Qin Hanyang secretly pulled off his underwear, which was stuck to his buttocks. A middle-aged woman holding a "Accommodation" sign squeezed in front of them.

"Need accommodation, young man?"

"How much?"

"It's cheap, a single room is only 10 yuan, but there are more expensive options too, like a computer room for 45 yuan."

The middle-aged woman was introducing herself with great interest, but Qin Hanyang could tell from her eyes that she had misunderstood, so he corrected her, "It's just me."

"The cheapest is five dollars, a shared room for three people, and it even has a fan."

At this point, the middle-aged woman chuckled and said without any hesitation, "Young man, want to flirt with some girls? We have plenty."

Jiang Nanyue immediately couldn't sit still, her face flushed as she asked, "You don't have anywhere to stay?"

"Um......"

That being said, Qin Hanyang was just asking casually to get a general idea of ​​prices.

Even if he really needed to find accommodation, he wouldn't look for it at the train station.

But upon hearing this, Jiang Nanyue gritted her teeth and mustered her courage to say, "How about... you come stay at my house?"

Upon receiving the invitation, Qin Hanyang was somewhat taken aback and said, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"I live alone..."

"Emm...it's not impossible."

Qin Hanyang thought about the little money he had in his pocket and decided to agree.

The middle-aged woman nearby overheard their conversation clearly. After watching the two of them leave, she spat a glob of phlegm on the ground.

"That son of a bitch is shameless! He managed to seduce that young girl and get his hands on her!"

......

"Rongcheng Square, Hongguang Residential Area"

After leaving the station, the two got into a taxi together and headed straight for an address that Jiang Nanyue had given them.

Qin Hanyang glanced at Jiang Nanyue at this moment.

This residential area is home to a well-known old state-owned enterprise factory, located in a prime location.

Upon arriving at their destination, Qin Hanyang did not go inside with them.

"Which building and floor are you on? I need to take care of something first, I'll come find you later."

"Building 6, Unit 601".

After Jiang Nanyue finished speaking, she took out a piece of paper from her backpack and filled in a string of numbers.

"This is my phone number. If you can't find it, you can call me and I'll come downstairs to pick you up."

Qin Hanyang then took out a Nokia 3210 with peeling paint from his bag and wrote the number down in his contacts.

This is an old cell phone that his mother gave him and that he found at home yesterday.

It contains the most classic Snake game.

Unfortunately, the monthly fee was too expensive, and he simply couldn't afford it.

"Um..." Jiang Nanyue hesitated, "Why don't you call me now and I'll save your number?"

"My phone is out of service," Qin Hanyang said with a generous smile. "I'll find a phone booth to call you back later."

"It's alright, it's alright."

Jiang Nanyue waved her hands repeatedly, as if she was the one who felt embarrassed.

Qin Hanyang said, "By the way, I might be a little late getting back."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

"it is good."

Qin Hanyang put his phone back in his pocket, turned around and hailed another car, then drove off.

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