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Chapter Forty-two: Let it go.

The National Day holiday in 2008 was quite special. It started on the 29th and lasted until October 5th. The business of the tutoring network naturally stopped. After all, the school was almost empty, so what business can it do?

Guo Hao was a little unwilling to give up, and Fang Li advised: "With this National Day, I will hurry back and spend time with my girlfriend. By the National Day next year, I will probably not be so lucky."

"Okay, you're going home too?" Guo Hao began to pack his luggage.

The only one who stayed in the entire dormitory was Cheng Jun. It is said that he found a temporary worker during the National Day holiday, which cost twenty yuan per hour, and the round-trip tickets were too expensive, so he simply stopped going back.

"Yeah, go home."

Fang Li's thoughts gradually drifted away. My father should have been discharged from the hospital, right? I don't know how he recovered. Did his mother keep the daily meal expenses at 100 yuan as he said. Did her sister Fang Xin, a little trash, get beaten again...

"Are you together? I called a car and took you to the station first?" Guo Hao suggested.

While he was talking, the phone rang. Fang Li looked at the number and smiled and said, "No, I made an appointment with my fellow villager."

"Okay, have fun."

"Well, so do you."

There were students carrying bags coming and going to the gate of the Normal University. Fang Li held up the phone and watched for a long time before seeing the target. Zhang Yang, a slutty guy, poked out half of his body from a taxi co-pilot, and waved at Fang Li.

There were two girls sitting in the back seat of the taxi seat, one was naturally Zhang Yang's girlfriend Liu Xiaoling, and the other was Zhou Ziyan. Liu Xiaoling said something to Zhou Ziyan, which made the girl blush.

"Lao Fang, didn't you ask you to take good care of our Yanyan? Look at this little face, you have lost weight." Liu Xiaoling joked.

"Is that so? Let's take a look." Fang Li acted and turned his body sideways.

Zhou Ziyan's face turned redder, and she went to Liu Xiaoling's itch and suddenly the two girls became a fuss.

Not to mention, Zhou Ziyan seems to be a little thinner than when she first met her. She should be a little fat before, but now she has a little thinner on both sides of her cheeks, which looks more delicate. Unfortunately, her outfit is still too restrained and she has not shown her beauty at all.

"Lao Fang, I heard you made another big move?" Zhang Yang seemed very interested in the tutoring website.

Fang Li shook his head and looked out the car window: "It's not a big move, it's just a chess step that can be done with his roommate. It's not certain whether he can do it."

"Tsk, the initial investment is only one million, but it is actually called a casual chess. You guy is too annoying." Zhang Yang complained.

"What? Are you interested? I think your order-brushing and navy business is doing well?"

Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "Hey, I'm just making a small fuss. I'm watching the excitement, but in fact I can't make tens of thousands of dollars."

The taxi driver almost vomited blood when he heard it in the front row. He couldn't make tens of thousands of yuan a month? Is this human word? He worked hard in a month and only paid tens of thousands of yuan. It seems that these people are all from school, and they are not satisfied with making tens of thousands of yuan a month? Or is it different for students from famous universities?

"It seems that when you go back, you have to tell your child's mother that you will be admitted to a prestigious university in the future."

Fang Li nodded: "Indeed, the money you earn is hard-earned when doing orders. This is how you are. If you are interested, the National Day holiday will end. I will discuss with my roommate. After the website is built, you will be the operation director. If you think the website has a promising future, you can invest some spare money and we can give you some equity appropriately."

"That's great, but Lao Fang, will it be too embarrassing? Will your roommate agree?" Zhang Yang showed joy when he heard this, but was a little worried.

"It's not difficult. After the website is built, there is a lot of work that needs to be done. People always need to be hired to operate it. If you have experience and ability in this area, we can't ask for anything. Besides, you won't get the shares in vain. You can invest real money, but the proportion of shares should not exceed 10%. You must be mentally prepared for this."

Zhang Yang was overjoyed: "10% is already a lot. Many founders of listed companies only have so many shares in their hands. Lao Fang, you are so good."

Liu Xiaoling was also full of joy. Although Zhang Yang's income in order-brushing business was pretty good, she knew that the upper limit of this industry was too low and it was easy to hit the ceiling. Through contact with Fang Li, she found that Fang Li was a very capable person, so she kept asking Zhang Yang to contact Fang Li more.

This time, Zhang Yang was embarrassed to raise this matter with Fang Li, but it was Liu Xiaoling who persuaded him that Zhang Yang spoke.

Fang Li could see clearly, but did not say it out loud. As a childhood friend, he had already known Zhang Yang's personality. He was very handsome and indecisive, while Liu Xiaoling was outgoing and courageous. Now it seems that their personalities are complementary, no wonder they look at each other.

Not long after, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the long-distance passenger station. Faced with the surging crowd, Zhang Yang hugged Liu Xiaoling tightly in his arms and squeezed into the waiting hall. Fang Li glanced at Zhou Ziyan, who was almost squeezed down, and stretched out one arm: "Don't let go if you pull it tight."

"Yeah." Zhou Ziyan had a hint of joy in her bright eyes, and she followed Fang Li with a heavy head.

Finally, I got on the bus. Overloading was inevitable during the National Day holiday. When Fang Li and the other four got on the bus, the carriage was already full.

"Sorry, this is our location, please let me go." Fang Like walked straight to his seat without caring about that.

A middle-aged bald man glanced at Fang Li and said angrily: "What's wrong with having a ticket? I also have a ticket. This is not a train. Which one is taken by the position?"

"Then I don't care. The seat on my ticket is here. When I come, you have to let it go. If you have a ticket, find your own seat."

Are you arrogant? I am even more arrogant than you, Fang Li stared at him coldly.

The middle-aged bald man was still a little reluctant, just couldn't sit up, and other passengers who were sitting were also helping each other. The scene of verbal battles with scholars was just like this.

Zhou Ziyan pulled Fang Li nervously, and the latter shook her head at her.

"What does it mean to come first and arrive later? I mean to come first and arrive later. The ticket is printed on black and white. This seat is mine. What's the use of those who don't have a ticket to come early?"

After saying that, Fang Li said to the driver: "Master, you have seen what happened today. Before we set off, if we don't have seats, I will report you to the traffic management department. How much will the extra passengers be fined? I don't need to remind you, right?"

The driver and the ticket seller were panicked. In theory, long-distance buses cannot be overloaded, but the reality is that overloading during festivals is very common. The driver and the ticket seller also make money by making money. This young man is obviously a competing person. If he really gives them a point, things will be in trouble.

"Ahem, this classmate is right. Everyone sits on the ticket, otherwise everyone will not be able to leave today, and do you still want to go home for the holiday?"

Seeing that the driver said so, although the passengers were unhappy, they had to do so. They started to find their seats with tickets. Those passengers who had no tickets and had already taken the seats were cleared out.

Zhang Yang asked in a low voice: "Lao Fang, how do you know that they will submit? What if they report it too?"
Chapter completed!
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