Chapter 54 The Girl Who Sees the Winter Solstice

After leaving No. 2 Middle School, Zhang Yunqi, seeing that it was still early, took a bus with his elder sister to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China in the city to transfer money to Shenglong Electronics.

This time he wanted to import 24000 handheld game consoles, and the payment would be 6000 yuan. He paid yuan himself, and Wang Guibing contributed yuan.

According to the investment ratio of both parties, Wang Guibing should have received 20% of the dividends, but Zhang Yunqi only gave him 10%. The reason was very simple: Wang Guibing did not participate in the sales.

After transferring the money, Zhang Yunqi sent his elder sister, who was waiting for him at the door, home. He sat at his elder sister's house for a while and drank a cup of tea. His elder sister had been scolded by him at the No. 2 Middle School in the city, and she might not have recovered yet and was quite depressed.

In fact, what he said to his elder sister was just that he hoped that she could learn something from him and grow up quickly. He would not be able to resell handheld game consoles for long, but it was a way to make money after all. When the time comes, he wants to hand over this business to his elder sister to manage.

My eldest sister is only 22 years old this year. In later generations, she would be a female college student who has just graduated. She is as beautiful as a flower, with plenty of youth and unlimited possibilities.

He didn't want his eldest sister to become a shrew at such a young age, worrying about three meals a day all day long. She would have to do simple chores and rough work 365 days a year, take care of her husband and children, and take care of her paralyzed father-in-law's excrement and urine and serve him meals. What's the point of living?

Of course, Zhang Yunqi didn't want to say these words directly to his elder sister. It would be useless to say them. She had to figure it out and learn on her own.

Zhang Yunqi put down the teacup and said, "Sister, I'll go back if there's nothing else. You should be braver when dealing with those dealers in the future. Read more and learn more. Many things are not as difficult as you think. You will understand them all after a long time. When you have nothing to do, you can also read some simple economic books. I'll bring a few books over next time."

Zhang Yunqi stood up and went out. Zhang Qiulan followed him out and called out, "Yunqi."

Zhang Yunqi turned his head: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Qiulan thought for a moment and said, "It's nothing. I'll remember what you said. Come over and play more often when you have nothing to do. Study hard in school. No matter how much money you make, you must not fall behind in grades."

Zhang Yunqi nodded and said yes, then turned and left.

Zhang Qiulan looked at his leaving back and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of relief and a hint of strangeness in her eyes.

During the time she had been selling handheld game consoles, she discovered that her brother was completely different from what she had imagined. The more she got to know him, the more she realized that he was not a simple person. He was like an adult man with rich social experience, who kept his word and was resolute in his heart. Sometimes, she also felt that he was reliable and down-to-earth, and she had a peace of mind in her heart no matter what she did.

This feeling was very strange. Yunqi was obviously only a sixteen-year-old high school student, but no matter what, she felt very proud. Their Zhang family had suffered for generations. For many years, they had all been farmers digging in the soil. Now, they finally had a person who could do great things and had a bright future.

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After the heavy snow, the winter solstice is in sight.

The weather is very cold, and the chill wind sweeps the fallen leaves. The campus of Jiangchuan No. 1 Middle School is desolate and bleak, but extremely cold-resistant plants such as larch, spruce, and poplar are still lush and green, especially the huge camphor trees that are all around the second teaching building, blocking out the sun. Even in the middle of winter, the leaves of the camphor trees do not wither. They are green and thick like the big butts of a girl from the Northeast. Just thinking about it makes people blush.

In this case, the winter sunlight is often isolated from the Second Teaching Building as it is blocked by the camphor trees that block out the sun. Darkness and dampness are the main atmosphere here. It is cool and pleasant in the summer, and you can take a nap without using air conditioning. It is even cooler and more pleasant in the winter. If you go to the toilet to pee, you have to worry about your penis freezing.

Students hated this kind of cold weather the most. The classrooms in that era were not as simple as those in later times. There was always a sense of drafts on all sides, and there was no heating in the classrooms. During classes, everyone was suffering, mainly because of cold feet. After a class, their feet were as frozen as popsicles and they had no feeling at all. So after class, the girls stomped their feet in the classroom, and the boys played bullfighting games at the back of the classroom.

Bullfighting is not a gambling game of later times, but a small sport that boys loved very much in the 1990s. One foot is placed on the other foot, and two people collide with each other in a circle. Whoever's foot lands first or is pushed out of the circle loses. Zhang Yunqi never participates in this game. He has the mentality of an old man and really can't get excited. But sometimes he feels happy watching Wang Xiaokai and Tian Zhuangzhuang playing, just like watching a group of children playing hide-and-seek and hopscotch. It feels childish but interesting. They are all beautiful memories of childhood.

During the break, Zhang Yunqi spent most of his time rushing to finish his homework. Alas! The teachers at the No. 1 Middle School in the city were all perverts. Every day, they assigned a large amount of homework and internal mock exams to destroy the budding students of the motherland like him, as if they were going to take the college entrance examination tomorrow.

After the English class on Wednesday morning, Zhang Yunqi was struggling with the English mock test paper that had just been handed out, looking constipated. Zhao Han came over quietly, holding a math test paper and said, "I can't do a question. You are good at math, so teach me."

Zhang Yunqi glanced at Zhao Han and nodded in agreement.

After picking up the math test paper and taking a look at it, he found the solution and patiently explained it to Zhao Han.

The person sitting in front of Zhang Yunqi was Chu Jian. When Chu Jian heard the voice, she turned her head and saw Zhao Han sitting next to Zhang Yunqi. After a long while, she calmly withdrew her gaze.

Wang Xiaokai, who was fighting a bull, also noticed Zhao Han's behavior and was stunned. Then he was pushed hard by his bullfighting opponent Tian Zhuangzhuang and fell flat on his face.

Zhang Yunqi solved the problem quickly and asked Zhao Han if he understood it.

Zhao Han smiled and said he understood and thanked him.

Zhang Yunqi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he was overthinking it.

But what happened in the next few days proved that he didn't think much about it at all. Zhao Han often came to him to ask questions on various subjects, and sometimes he would not leave after asking the questions, but would sit next to him and do his homework.

Zhang Yunqi sat in the last row, the only one sitting at two desks. Zhao Han sitting over here didn't affect other people's studies at all, but when it happened too often, it affected him.

This girl matured precociously, had a great figure, a perky butt, and firm breasts. And when he sat close to her, he could smell her girlish fragrance, which made him very absent-minded.

Zhao Han didn't seem to notice any of this. She asked questions even more diligently today. She moved closer to Zhang Yunqi, supporting her round chin with her hand, with a look of humility and eagerness to learn.

Zhang Yunqi calmed down and taught her patiently, but as he was teaching, he suddenly stared at Zhao Han's handwriting in a daze.

Zhao Han's handwriting is beautiful and elegant, very nice.

Afterwards, Zhang Yunqi was a little distracted and didn't solve the problem until the class bell rang and Zhao Han left. Then he opened his desk and rummaged for a long time before he found a letter from under the desk.

The envelope of the letter was yellow, with the five words "Personally addressed to Zhang Yunqi" written on it. The handwriting was beautiful, elegant and graceful, exactly the same as Zhao Han's penmanship.

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(End of this chapter)