Chapter Twelve: The Threat of Little Rabbit(1/2)
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The next day, Yang Qingwu, who got up early, looked at the Soup Chuahe who was still sleeping on the bed, and hurried out to work hard.
Yang Qingwu, who had just finished his work, was sweeping the floor, and Jiang Zhuhe was chaotic and walked out with a sloppy step.
"Oh, come alive?"
The boss's wife really didn't miss any chance to ogle, and she was so shocked that she had just recovered from the disease that she had just recovered from the cold.
"Is this? Sun Erniang?"
Jiang Zhuohe looked at his body shape that was a little beyond his understanding of women over the years, and he was obviously hesitant to ask:
"Ahem, this is our boss lady. If it weren't for our boss lady's mercy, you wouldn't know where to die long ago?"
Yang Qingwu was a little scared and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Zhuohe and explained:
Fortunately, the boss's face was too big, probably blocking his ears and didn't hear them too clearly.
"Thank you! Mrs. Sun!"
Looking at the boss's wife for a while, Jiang Zhuohe said this seriously.
"My surname is not Sun, my husband's surname is Zhao. You can call me Mrs. Zhao!"
The boss's wife looked shy, obviously she was a little shy when someone called her wife for the first time.
"Are you hungry? Sit aside and I'll get you something to eat!"
Yang Qingwu was speechless when he saw the two, for fear that this great intellectual named Jiang Zhuohe would annoy the boss's wife, so he slapped her to death. He still wanted to rely on him, a cheap teacher picked up by the roadside in the adult college entrance examination!
Yang Qingwu quickly pulled Jiang Zhuhe to the table beside him and sat down, walked to the kitchen to pick up the remaining breakfast sold in the morning.
Jiang Zhuohe was also very hungry and started to swallow it voraciously.
Yang Qingwu, who was sitting opposite, was really worried about how to arrange him, and thought to himself:
"This guy must have ink in his stomach. He asked a few questions last night and all said it was so good. But what should I arrange for this man to eat and live in? You can't always eat mine, mine."
"Hehe, boss lady, are you going to settle the accounts?"
"If you have a fart, let it go, and the salary will be free of negotiation!"
"Hehe, I didn't think about the salary. Just because we see that our store has such a good business, do you think we should hire someone else?"
"You just want me to recruit the man you carried into the bed in the middle of the night, right?"
Looking at the boss's wife's joking and ambiguous look, Yang Qingwu really regretted saving Jiang Zhuohe tonight, and his reputation for life was lost!
"The boss's wife is wise. Just take care of food and accommodation, and give you some salary!"
"You don't want to talk to me. It's better to give you a direct salary than I would. Please let him leave quickly, it's unclear."
"Boss, please show your compassion!"
Yang Qingwu asked pitifully with a smile on his face:
"Get out of here, it will delay my account!"
The boss's wife yelled Yang Qingwu aside without raising her head.
In fact, Yang Qingwu was willing to recruit Jiang Zhuhe for the boss’s wife, but he had no hope. He was just trying his luck. Look at the boss’s wife’s brain was irritating today!
"Lao Jiang, do you think you graduated from Tsinghua University?"
Yang Qingwu looked at the bottom of a bowl of Hu La Soup that he had eaten with a torn off a steamed bun, and then swallowed it after chewing it for a few bites.
"How do you know? You can tell fortunes?"
Hearing this, he was lying on the table and swallowing Jiang Zhuhe's body suddenly froze. He suddenly raised his head, and his eyes burst into incredible and deep alert.
Yang Qingwu quickly got up and hid aside. Isn’t it that Jiang Zhuohe has anything to be afraid of, but that the rice soup and buns that he spit out all over his mouth were really scary?
"Lao Jiang, are you really a graduate of Tsinghua University?"
Yang Qingwu looked at Jiang Zhuohe's cute questioning expression and couldn't help but be stunned. He just asked casually, but he didn't expect that the man who had been warded off in the middle of the night was really a fucking student from Tsinghua University.
"Lao Jiang, you, you didn't coax me?"
Yang Qingwu was excited for a moment and asked in disbelief:
If you look like this, no one would believe it. A student at Tsinghua University is like Yang Qingwu, who has just graduated from high school and works in a restaurant, and does dirty work of holding dishes. He doesn't forget to read a few books to prepare for the adult college entrance examination. He is simply a legendary figure!
Sometimes when I saw a few people who looked gentle and dressed more like college students in a restaurant, Yang Qingwu felt that they were all elegant and had a poetic and self-cultivated! But how did Lao Jiang, a student from Tsinghua University, look like this?
"Haha, I don't lie. Lao Jiang never does cheating! Tang Zhuohe, male, 34 years old, from Jiangxi, graduated from Tsinghua University with a 24th grade. Later, he stayed at school to teach and had a Ph.D. in economics. In less than three years, he resigned and went around China to sell three business plans he had devoted himself to. However, after struggling for seven years, no one believed it. In the end, he got to this messy street and couldn't eat."
Looking at Jiang Zhuohe's lonely and sad expression, coupled with a slightly hoarse voice, Yang Qingwu believed it directly, and his expression suddenly turned into a full face of admiration and respect as he had just turned his belief.
"Why did you have to quit your job and sell your plan book everywhere?"
Yang Qingwu remembered the black briefcase hanging on the wall and asked in confusion:
"It is my unshirkable responsibility to save China's national economy in the huge conspiracy of the Western world!"
Jiang Zhuhe's expression instantly changed from the sadness just now to the perseverance and sacred face. Yang Qingwu was also a little excited when he heard it!
"What? Lao Jiang, what did you say? A huge conspiracy? So powerful?"
"You know that Soros blocks Hong Kong, you know the abnormal movement of the RMB exchange rate, you know the direction of the capital flow control of foreign-funded enterprises in the Chinese financial market, you know the cyclical nature of the world economic crisis!"
"Soros has heard of this, but he has also heard of the cyclical nature of the economic crisis, so I don't know anything else."
After all, I read a lot of economics books, but Yang Qingwu, who still felt that his knowledge was shallow, said embarrassedly:
"I'll just tell you that Western capitalist countries have formulated a big conspiracy to hinder China's rise in order to hinder China's rise. What I'm talking about is a series of performances. The business plan I've done is to make China's industrial economy bigger and stronger to improve China's economic impact resistance, standardize the operating order of China's financial market to curb the infiltration of Western capital, and at the same time how to prevent the economic crisis of Western countries from passing on to my country! However, there are many horses, but not many Bole! So I got to this point!"
Jiang Zhuohe was obviously full and said so much without breathing. With a serious expression on his face, Yang Qingwu didn't dare to breathe.
“Isn’t that very dangerous?”
“Immediately!”
"What should this country do?"
"Don't be afraid, the mountain people have their own tricks! Then they will find that what I'm right!"
"oh!"
"Can you bring me another bowl of Hula soup?"
“….”
Jiang Zhuohe's words, who was so serious and sacred, suddenly made Yang Qingwu feel a little uncomfortable, but he still honestly brought him a bowl of rice.
"Qingniu, come up and explain the questions to me!"
Just thinking about how to arrange this tutor from Tsinghua University that I picked up, Zhao Jia shouted in a sandy voice because of a cold.
"Qingniu, did you hear it? Why don't you go quickly and talk carefully! If Jia Jia gets admitted to a prestigious university, she can consider giving you a salary!"
Seeing that Yang Qingwu was a little stunned, the boss's wife quickly shouted again.
Yang Qingwu did not have much hope for salary, but being able to live in the same room with a beautiful little girl like Zhao Jia, although nothing can happen, it can be pleasing to the eye.
However, Yang Qingwu still looked at Jiang Zhuohe with some anxiety. This legendary Tsinghua tutor was considering whether to tell the boss to ask him to tutor Zhao Jia.
But after thinking about it, I guess the boss's wife would think she wanted to be lazy and fool her. Maybe she would slap Jiang Zhuhe directly!
"Is it okay to have a cold and have a good rest!"
Walking into the door, Zhao Jia worked hard to do physics questions that were extremely terrifying for girls, and there were piles of toilet paper next to the table.
"It's okay. I've been delayed a lot after taking two days off. I'll be ready to go to class if I go down."
"Won't that question?"
"This is the circuit diagram that is not correct!"
"Oh, let's see!"
Within a few minutes, Yang Qingwu solved it for Zhao Jia with a clever idea. The method and the answer were different, but the result was still correct!
"Qingniu, you are so awesome! You can also use other methods to compete with us Cai Yanzhi! But you are not as good as Cai Yanzhi, they are younger than you!"
"Cai Yanzhi is the classmate you often talk about, the beauty on the ice and the goddess of wisdom!"
"That's right, there's no question that Cai Yanzhi can't solve. He's still the school beauty. He never takes a look at those stinky boys who want to pursue her!"
"School Beauty? Is it very beautiful? Are you even more beautiful than you?"
"Yang Qingniu, did you mean to anger me? Of course, the school beauty is more beautiful than me!"
"oh,"
"Qingniu, what kind of girl do you like?"
Perhaps Zhao Jia was a little tired of doing the exams, so she put down her pen and prepared to chat with Yang Qingwu.
"Me? Uh! I like some beauty, some culture, some temperament, and a better figure. Then it's gone!"
Yang Qingwu thought about it very seriously for a while before giving the answer.
To be continued...