This president was contracted by me

The days that followed were lackluster. Han Jinghui went to his employer's house twice a day, and then continued to fiddle with his own stall.Occasionally studying my own prescriptions, or memorizing mathematical formulas and chemical equations, my life is as dull and fulfilling as the previous month or so.

It's just that he sometimes looks forward to, maybe there will be someone waiting for him at the door after today's work?But more than half a month has passed, except for Xia Mian who occasionally comes to visit, no one has come.

"Well, white-eyed wolf, even if it's an awkward fight, there should be a limit, right? He really won't come back, I thought we were friends..." Han Jinghui murmured as he closed the diary muttered.

"Knock button." There was a knock on the door, and Han Jinghui asked, "Who is it?"

"express delivery."

Han Jinghui understood, Xia Mian had educated him about the express delivery industry.Although he doesn't know much about online shopping, Alipay, etc., he can still understand it—this courier is like some people who do pyramid schemes in their place. They have to go through the process of finding him from the previous store until he finds the next store. , but one has in and out, and the other has in and out.

"Please sign here." The courier brother handed the pen to Han Jinghui.

Han Jinghui looked at the items delivered by the courier suspiciously. After he quickly signed and closed the door, he couldn't wait to open the courier.He really couldn't figure out who would have sent him the courier, could it be Brother Mian?Impossible, they live so close, just send them here, why bother to find another house

When he completely opened the file bag in the express mail, he didn't have the time to think about it at all, because he was already dumbfounded - there was a list in the file bag, and it said "Admission Notice" on it!

The next day, Han Jinghui got up early on purpose. After washing up, he went straight to Xia Mian's house. He knocked on the door, but no one answered.

"Are you Xiaoxia's friend?"

Han Jinghui nodded, this is Aunt Li, Xia Mian's neighbor, he would meet her sometimes when he was shopping in the market.

Aunt Li grinned, and the few freckles on her face also bulged: "Xiao Xia went out early in the morning, and I don't know what to do, how about I give him a call?"

"No need, it's nothing serious." Han Jinghui quickly shook his head, brother Mian might be busy with his own affairs, he can't always bother others like this.

But something was hidden in his heart, which made Han Jinghui a little bit out of his mind, which was directly reflected in his work...

"Crack!" The loud voice recalled Han Jinghui's mind, and he stared at the fragments all over the place in a daze - Aunt Liu had repeatedly told him that the Tang Sancai in the young master's room was very precious, so be sure to handle it with care...

He could almost foresee the tragic future of himself begging on the streets with heavy debts!

"What happened?" A faint voice came, obviously it was just a question, but it made Han Jinghui tremble all over.

"Master...Master, I'm sorry, I will pay you back!" Han Jinghui bowed in trepidation, he really didn't know what else to do other than apologize.

The visitor took a look at Han Jinghui: "Are you still worth it?" The voice was still neither salty nor weak.

"I'll give you an IOU!" Han Jinghui gritted his teeth, "Ahem, I haven't asked how much this... how much." He pointed to the debris on the ground and said.

"It's called Tang Sancai Pankou Wearing Clean Bottle. It is the best of Tang Sancai. The market price is more than 30 yuan."

Three, more than 30!I can't afford to sell him!Han Jinghui tried his best to curl up into a ball, big brother, why don't you just pretend that he hasn't said anything about the IOU, okay?

But the other party obviously couldn't hear Han Jinghui's heartfelt voice.He moved his hands, rolled the wheelchair to the table, and actually wrote an IOU with a pen!Han Jinghui had a mournful face, he was really unlucky recently, either a contract or an IOU.

The IOU roughly stated that Han Jinghui owed 30 yuan, without a date of return. The payment was made by Yan Muyuan, and there was a date on August 30th.Han Jinghui was the first to respond, [-], and the employer gave him a fraction.The second reaction, oh, so the employer's name is Yan Muyuan?Finally realized that the other party actually knew his name!

Han Jinghui was deeply moved - after all, this Young Master Yan had never communicated with him. He only knew the name of his employer until now, but the other party already knew his name!Feeling that he is valued, the young man is eager to fight, and he must pay back the money!The wages of a part-time worker are fifty a day, and the money he spends a day is about the same as the money he earns from setting up a stall. In this way, he can earn fifteen thousand a month, minus the rent cost of one thousand, and there is five hundred left...

clear!sky!clap!Thunder! !He will have to pay back the money in 50 months, converted into [-] years!Maybe he still has to think about natural disasters and man-made disasters, young master, did you really not write two extra zeros... So the conclusion is, I can't afford it.

Yan Muyuan saw that the young man was frightened out of his wits, he curled his mouth almost imperceptibly, but quickly retracted it: "Clean up, come to my study, I have something to tell you."

Han Jinghui, who thought he had been put in this vase all his life, was naturally trembling like walking on thin ice. As soon as he heard the words "clean up", he immediately cleaned up the debris on the floor, and then rushed to the study room.

study.Han Jinghui walked in tiptoely, his employer was sitting at the front of the table with a book, he didn't disturb Yan Muyuan, just stood there alone.

Yan Muyuan's study room is very elegant. Beside the table is a carved screen, which is elegant yet gorgeous, and complements the style of the whole study room.The three large bookshelves at the back are filled with dazzling books, and these books are not brand new. Many pages are wrinkled or even damaged. If it is not from the old bookstall, it is caused by the owner's frequent flipping.

"You're here." Yan Muyuan rubbed the center of his brows, and came over in a wheelchair from behind the desk.

"Master." He felt that it was impolite to look down at the other party, but due to the current situation, he couldn't find a place to sit by himself.

Yan Muyuan seemed to see the embarrassment of the young man, so he didn't speak, just looked up at Han Jinghui.

... The atmosphere was so embarrassing, Han Jinghui gulped, he was a little nervous now, is he going to be fired?Although it was true that he smashed Tang Sancai... well, this is enough for the employer to drive him away.

Yan Muyuan said in a deep voice: "Liu Ma's son's leg condition has deteriorated, and she can't come over at noon."

"……"What's the meaning?Do you want me to go with Aunt Liu as company?

So, when Yan Muyuanfu looked up again, he saw the unwilling expression on the other side's face?He paused, and decided to speak to the end: "If it's possible, you can come over to make lunch at noon, so that plus the morning and evening wages, I'll give you one hundred a day, how about it."

Han Jinghui was stunned, it was the first time he had heard so many words from his employer, or since he came to work here, he hadn't had much language communication with Yan Muyuan, and his usual wages were all paid by Aunt Liu.

"Not willing?" Yan Muyuan frowned, obviously not very satisfied with Han Jinghui's reaction.

"No, no, no!" Han Jinghui quickly shook his head, "That's right, I received the admission letter today, so when the school starts, I don't know if I will have time to come."

"Oh?" Yan Muyuan's fingertips brushed against the handle of the wheelchair, and he retreated behind the desk while saying, "What school is it?"

Han Jinghui thought for a while: "It's University D."

"D big?" The voice was no longer without waves.

Han Jinghui glanced at Yan Muyuan in surprise, but the other party had already lowered his head, as if the other party's surprise was just his illusion.But Han Jinghui is not willing to let go of the opportunity to get to know D University: "You know?"

Yan Muyuan nodded: "D University is a very commercial school. Almost 90.00% of the students who study there can find a very good job after graduation."

"Ninety percent?!" Han Jinghui was surprised, this number really shocked him.

"That's right. D University has a very high threshold. Only students with excellent academic performance or those recommended by some companies can enroll. Therefore, students in D University either have particularly good academic performance, or their families are more or less sponsored by D University The company has something to do with it." Yan Muyuan looked at Han Jinghui and continued: "These companies are Gu's, which occupies a leading position in the country and involves nearly a hundred industries; Zheng's, which started with cosmetics; and Mu's, which is a dark horse in the financial industry. ...and the Wen family, who is good at investing, and nearly a hundred shareholders, large and small."

Han Jinghui noticed sensitively that when Yan Muyuan talked about the Mu family, he paused slightly, but he would not just ask rashly.He was silent for a while before realizing that he should speak: "Oh," in fact he didn't know what to say.

"..." The corners of Yan Muyuan's mouth twitched slightly. He is not a talkative person, but he just thinks that Han Jinghui is not bad, so he just wants to mention him.As a result, this kid doesn't look like a kid from a rich family, so is he really good at studying?I don't even have this comprehension, could it be that I'm just stupid in reading?

"I said so much because I hope you will choose a suitable company when the time comes. The biggest feature of D is that there are countless opportunities for you to enter the company for internship. It is up to you whether you can grasp the right. As for the future, if you have the idea of ​​continuing to work , you can come here earlier in the morning, I am not far from D University."

Han Jinghui felt that his brain must be burned out. Why did he cry so much when facing an employer who asked him to pay 30 yuan.

"Brother Mian, do you think this admission letter is not a lie?" When he went back, he found Aestivation again, but luckily the other party was at home.

Xia Mian thought for a while: "I know, Mr. D, this one in our city!" He said, raising his thumb, "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, try it when school starts to make sure it's right!"

"...Brother Mian, you are right."

"What else is there?" Xia Mian asked suspiciously, looking at Han Jinghui's pensive look.

"Brother Mian, I'm in a big trouble."