She felt sorry for the eight thousand yuan, but she couldn't bear to accept Jiang Zhihao's "gift". When she left home, she vowed to live a better life than before and never rely on others!
But if you don’t go, won’t the eight thousand yuan be wasted?
Otherwise, try to find someone who wants to go to school and sell him a place?
While riding the bike, I was thinking about it. Soon, Zhong Jiawei came to the pedestrian street.
At this time, many people bring their children to play here.
The pedestrian street not only sells many things, but also has a large stage with various activities every night.
Today's activity is singing. A girl dressed hotly is showing off her youthful sweat on the stage. Her singing voice is loud and clear, which occasionally attracts cheers from the audience.
Zhong Jiawei looked at it for a few minutes, and then looked away after the girl stepped off the stage.
There was some envy in her eyes, envious of others being able to release their energy in front of everyone so generously.
Many times she fantasizes that one day she will become a star and attract everyone's attention. In terms of appearance and figure, she has the capital.
Unfortunately, no such luck.
The next program was a cross talk and language program. Zhong Jiawei didn't like anything, so she pushed the electric car and walked inside.
After walking not far, she saw a colorful LED tablet with several luminous words written on it: "Fruit fishing."
As Zhao Xin said, there was a lot of people in front of the stall, and except for the seats closest to the inside, the rest of the stall was crowded with customers.
There were many people scooping out the prepared fruits and squeezing out of the crowd. Zhong Jiawei glanced at them and saw a very ordinary plastic box, which contained a variety of fruits, ingredients, and white yogurt. The colors were colorful.
Yes, just from the color point of view, it is indeed quite attractive.
It's just that there are so many people in front of the stall, so it might not be easy for you to squeeze in.
Just when Zhong Jiawei was hesitant to give it a try, someone suddenly tapped her shoulder, and then a familiar voice penetrated her ears: "Why are you here?"
She turned her head and was surprised when she saw the speaker.
That was none other than Jiang Zhihao.
Jiang Zhihao prepared a lot of fruit today, and prepared a lot in advance, so although there were many guests, he didn't have to be as busy as yesterday.
When Zhong Jiawei was watching people singing in front of the stage, Jiang Zhihao spotted her through the gap in the crowd, but he was busy adding ingredients at that time and did not come over immediately.
Now looking at an opening, he didn't even care about the stall, and ran directly to say hello to Zhong Jiawei.
Many people may think that he is out of his mind at this moment. What if the person buying something runs away without paying?
Jiang Zhihao thought very clearly that his purpose of making money was not to prove anything. In the future, he would have already proven himself.
Making money now is just to change the past and make the regrets no longer exist.
If you ignore Zhong Jiawei in order to make money, then you are putting the cart before the horse.
"Why are you here?" Zhong Jiawei asked.
Maybe it was because Jiang Zhihao was in the limelight that day and helped her win face, but Zhong Jiawei's tone when she spoke was not as cold as before.
Jiang Zhihao was happy and said with a smile: "I'm here to make money, what about you? Are you here to eat or buy something? Is it you or Lingling? I'll buy it for you!"