Volume 1 Chapter 0096 I am not a good person
They found an empty table and sat down. Nan Yi glanced at the knives and forks on the table. Just as he said last time, Lao Mo was really afraid of being robbed, so he had changed the cutlery from silver to stainless steel.
"Nan Yi, do you know that Sony in Japan has just launched a very small tape recorder called Walkman? I heard that the machine is only the size of a palm. I plan to buy one when it is available in Beijing."
After the food was served, Xu Qian started talking.
"I heard it's called TPS-L2. It was available in the Japanese market last year."
"Well, I have a question I want to ask you."
"Go ahead."
"Who in your family is in Xiangkeng?"
"My grandmother."
A few days ago, Nan Yi deliberately placed two envelopes with incense on the desk in the classroom so that all the classmates could see them and know that he had overseas connections.
If Fang Mengyin's affairs in Xiangkeng continued, they could no longer be concealed, and Nan Yi did not want to hide it either.
For Nan Yi, the existence of an overseas relationship can be used to cover up some unreasonable things in his life and also bring him convenience in his actions.
"Has your grandmother been in Xiangkeng for a long time?"
“I went there two years ago.”
Xu Qian rolled her eyes and said, "I had originally planned to go to Xiangkeng for two days during the summer vacation. It just so happens that your grandma is there, so I don't have to stay in a hotel. Please write a letter to your grandma and say hello for me."
"Xu Qian, are you nearsighted?"
"No, my eyesight is very good. Why are you asking?"
Nan Yi put down his knife and fork, staring straight at Xu Qian's face, "If you are not extremely nearsighted, why do you have such a bad eye for men? I tell you, I am not a good man."
"Nan Yi, don't you like me at all?" Xu Qian also put down her knife and fork, looking at Nan Yi with an innocent and resentful face.
"No, you're a good girl, no one can dislike you."
"Then why do you keep saying that?"
"Haha, I'm just telling the truth. I'm not a good man."
"Whether you are good or not is not up to you to decide. I don't want you to think so, I want me to think so. I think you are a very good person, a good man."
"Ha, I'm sure you'll regret it later."
"No, my father praised me for my good taste. I believe I will not make a mistake in choosing people."
When saying this, Xu Qian's eyes were very firm.
"Well, since you want to bang your head against my wall, then it's up to you. My grandma lives at 2046 Repulse Bay. Her phone number is 2520218. Do you remember where she lives? Do you want me to write it down for you?"
Xu Qian smiled and said, "No need, I've already remembered it."
"Eat, the food is getting cold."
"Uh-huh."
After dinner, Nan Yi sent Xu Qian back to school and went to Baihua Deep to continue cultivating his relationship with Fan Hongdou.
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"In the past, we always said that two-thirds of the world's population was in dire straits. Now, looking , we realize that it is we who are in dire straits."
"Student Zhou Maode, I think what you said is not entirely correct. Compared with Western developed countries, we have a big gap, but compared with some third world countries in Africa and South America, our country is very promising and has great potential." Qu Liuyan said.
Zhou Maode: "I feel that no matter how much we develop, we can never catch up with the developed Western countries. They already have private cars. Can we do that?
In our country, two hundred yuan a month is considered a high salary. Even if you don't eat or drink, it's only two thousand four hundred a year, twenty four thousand in ten years, and two hundred and forty thousand in a hundred years.
When will we be able to realize the four modernizations and when will we be able to afford a private car? "
When Nan Yi walked into the classroom, he saw a group of people gathered together and heard the debate between Qu Liuyan and Zhou Maode.
This is strange. Why would Qu Liuyan, who is from the English department, come to the political science and economics class to debate?
"Student Zhou Maode, you think too much about things. You either think you are the best in the world or you give up on yourself. You worship foreign things and even think the moon is rounder than the moon seen by foreigners."
"Student Qu, we are having a debate, not a struggle session. Do you admit that Western countries are stronger than our country?"
“We were backward in the past, but I believe that with our efforts, our country will catch up with Western countries and we will be able to live in a life with electricity and telephones upstairs and downstairs.
I believe that there will be bread, there will be milk, and sooner or later we will have private cars as long as we work hard and as long as we are willing to make sacrifices.
Our country is now encouraging unemployed young people to engage in individual business, whether it is opening a small shop or setting up a food stall, which is all allowed by policy.
It just so happens that Nan Yi is here. You are the first person in our school to set up a stall to sell breakfast. Please answer me, how much money did you make every day from your breakfast shop? Was it more than 20 yuan?"
Bang!
Nan Yi patted the table, stood up and said loudly: "Student Qu, you are just spreading rumors and slandering me. My classmate Wu Renpin and I had already discussed this before we set up the breakfast stall.
He and I cannot run the breakfast stall with the mindset of doing business. We are not doing it to make dirty high profits, but to earn a salary as a young worker from the breakfast stall.
Since my classmate Wu Renpin and I only set up the stall for about four hours a day, that's a total of eight hours for the two of us, so after deducting the costs, the maximum we can earn is 58 cents a day.
In this way, the monthly salary is 17.5 yuan, which is exactly the salary of a young worker.
Later, I quit, and Wu Renpin called his wife over to run the breakfast stall together. Students who have bought breakfast at his stall must know that his breakfast is now sold at a much cheaper price.
Because he lowered the standard of daily income to a lower level, no longer based on workers' wages, but on farmers' annual work-point income.
So, in essence, Wu Renpin and I are not doing business, but we are treating ourselves as unemployed service personnel, providing more delicious breakfast for the students in the school."
Nan Yi pursed his lips, moistened them, and organized his thoughts, "The reason I quit is because I found that my cooking skills are so good that more and more people come to eat our breakfast.
This scares me. If you look at it from a business perspective, the better my skills are, the better the business will be, and Wu Renpin and I will be too busy to handle it.
Then we need to hire people, and what is the relationship between the people we hire and us?"
"Of course it's an employment relationship." Wu Renpin said.
“Yes, employment relationship, as business gets better and better, more and more people will be employed, and then I won’t have to work anymore and can become the boss, and I will become a new exploiting class.
This is what I don't want to see. I am a farmer first, a student second, and may become a worker in the future. I don't want to be exploited, nor do I want to exploit others.
Mr. Qu, Mr. Zhou, please continue the debate, but please do not cite me and Wu Renpin as inappropriate examples, thank you."
After Nan Yi finished speaking, he sat down.
Recently in the ivory tower, one group of people are chasing after poets, while another group is busy discussing "more work, more pay, and distribution according to work" and "whether to encourage the emergence of millionaires", two very sharp issues no matter how you look at them.
Regarding the poet, Nan Yi ignored it; regarding the discussion, Nan Yi always stayed away from it. He didn't expect that today he would be dragged into the whirlpool by that little girl Qu Liuyan.
Some things should be done quietly, but cannot be talked about, let alone being held up as a typical target.
This time, he stood on Zhou Maode's side, and the little girl was just looking for trouble.
