Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

When did you arrive?

Even Lin Ting's use of "again" seems much kinder in the face of this sentence.

Chen Jun looked at Zheng Miaoying in disbelief: "I've been here for three minutes!"

Zheng Miaoying: "Oh."

She felt it would be impolite to only reply with one word, so after thinking it over, she added, "I didn't see it."

Chen Jun: "...!"

Chen Jun stared wide-eyed at Zheng Miaoying, his eyes filled with anger and grievance.

They hadn't seen each other for over a month. She didn't ask where he had gone or what had happened, nor did she care what kind of changes had occurred in his family. Instead, she helped Lin Ting get angry at her.

Chen Jun was so angry that his chest heaved rapidly. He threw down Su Yu's luggage and turned to leave.

Luggage was scattered all over the floor.

Su Yu was innocent and confused.

Why is Chen Jun completely different from the gentle brother she remembers?

Should I pursue him?

But... her luggage is still scattered, we can't just leave it there.

Su Yu thought about it and decided that she should pack her luggage first.

Zheng Miaoying tilted her head.

He seems to be angry again.

Should we go ask him?

But... she's seeing a crucial part of human society and its developmental laws.

Yingzi thought about it and felt that she should care about humanity first.

Lin Ting calmly continued packing her luggage.

I was actually about to burst out laughing inside.

Yingzi's reaction was absolutely amazing!

Thank you, Mr. Marx!

She decided to go to the library later and borrow all of her husband's works for Yingzi to read.

Beside them, Wu Yan and Li Zhi looked at this and that, their expressions as calm as ever, but their eyes burned with the excitement of onlookers.

The girls were each preoccupied with their own thoughts and doing their own thing, creating a somewhat cold atmosphere.

Su Yu didn't mention switching beds with Lin Ting again. She gathered her luggage and asked Wu Yan in a low voice, "Excuse me, which bed is empty?"

Wu Yan's eyes lit up, and she pointed to the two bunk beds opposite her: "There's no one in those two upper bunks."

The two upper bunks on the left were indeed empty, but the lower bunks were occupied by Lin Ting and Zheng Miaoying respectively.

Su Yu, clutching her luggage, was completely distraught.

She shouldn't have listened to Chen Jun, saying that living in the dormitory would help unite the students... Which of them seems capable of uniting others?

Su Yu closed her eyes briefly, remembering that the dorm manager had said room 234 was the only room with an empty bed. Knowing there was no hope of changing rooms, she could only choose the more comfortable upper bunk on the inside.

Lin Ting's upper bunk.

Lin Ting was completely unfazed by the sudden addition of a sister sleeping on the top bunk; she even helped Su Yu pick up something she had dropped.

Lin Ting's idea was very simple—

Why does the female supporting character have to make things difficult for the other female supporting character?

Su Yu thanked him cautiously, trying not to make too much noise, like a nobody who had wandered into a wolf's den.

Just then, the dormitory door was suddenly kicked open, and a female student with a flushed face rushed in, staring at Lin Ting with excited eyes: "Lin Ting! Jiang Zong is looking for you!"

Lin Ting: "Huh?"

Jiang Zong is looking for her?

Why do you want to see her?

She has nowhere for him to hide from the crowds now.

The female student who came to deliver the message was so excited that her voice echoed throughout the entire corridor.

In an instant, doors were pushed open, and almost all the girls put down what they were holding and curiously peeked out.

Lin Ting glanced at the time; it was just time for lunch.

She stood up, casually ruffled Yingzi's hair, and asked, "Want to go eat?"

Zheng Miaoying hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't bear to abandon humanity, so she took out a meal ticket and gave it to her: "Tingting, could you please bring me a steamed bun?"

Although she has money now, she still habitually saves money.

"Row."

Lin Ting took the lunchboxes, then casually picked up her and Zheng Miaoying's lunchboxes, and calmly went downstairs as people lined the aisle to see them off.

In the warm spring of March, tender buds are just sprouting on the branches.

Jiang Zong stood downstairs at the dormitory building, wearing a black wool coat with silver buttons, with a huge suitcase beside him.

He stood under the tree, head slightly bowed, eyes lowered, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

Several female classmates passing by were stealing glances at him, and he walked very slowly, taking small, hesitant steps.

Lin Ting, carrying two lunchboxes, walked up to him, swinging her arms, and asked, "Jiang, is there something you need?"

Jiang Zong looked up, saw Lin Ting, and gave a soft "hmm" before pushing the suitcase toward him: "A gift from my father to you."

He paused, then added, "He said he'd like you to come over to his house."

Lin Ting was filled with questions: "Give me a gift? Why?"

Besides, who uses suitcases as the unit of measurement for gift-giving?

Jiang Zong: "Subscription certificate".

Since the end of January, the hottest topic in the Shanghai stock market has been subscription certificates. Many people who visited the Jiang family also brought up this topic in their conversations.

It's unclear what Chiang's father was thinking; he said he bought the subscription certificates because Chiang Tsung's friend reminded him.

These words had been said so many times that Jiang Zong could piece together the whole story from just half a sentence he heard each day.

Lin understood immediately upon hearing this.

Uncle Jiang must have also bought subscription certificates, and given his wealth, it's highly likely that it wasn't just a small amount like a few hundred or a thousand certificates.

Judging by the time, the price of the subscription certificate should have increased several times by now, and he must have made a fortune.

Lin Ting smiled but still declined: "I appreciate your kindness, Uncle, but I'd better not give you the gift. I didn't really do anything."

Jiang Zong frowned and pushed the suitcase towards Lin Ting again: "If you don't want it, it'll be too much trouble for me."

His gaze was exceptionally firm, and it seemed as if he would keep pushing his suitcase and following her even after Lin Ting refused.

Lin Ting looked at him like this, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that some classmates had stopped to watch.

She didn't want to be a monkey in a zoo, thinking that at worst she could give a generous return gift, so she reached out and accepted it: "Then please thank Uncle Jiang for me. I will definitely go and thank him in person in a few months."

Jiang Zong breathed a long sigh of relief.

Lin, thinking of something else, said, "Jiang, shall I treat you to dinner?"

Jiang Zong: "...?"

Lin Ting brought up an old excuse: "You helped me when I was setting up my stall last time, and I told you I would treat you to a meal then."

Jiang Zong recalled the pleasant dinner he had in Shanghai and nodded, "Okay."

If he eats with her, then no one will keep asking him if he can sit across from her, right?

Indeed, when Lin Ting returned his suitcase to the dormitory and went to the cafeteria with Jiang Zong, no one asked Jiang Zong if he could sit opposite him.

They just stared wide-eyed and pricked up their ears, trying to see or hear something.

Jiang Zong was basically immune to such gazes. He remembered Lin Ting's rule of not speaking while eating or sleeping, and ate in silence.

Lin Ting didn't rush to ask what she wanted to know, after all, there were too many people around, which didn't fit her strategic idea of ​​making a fortune quietly.

Lin Ting also focused on eating.

For no apparent reason, she found the food in the cafeteria to be quite delicious.

Ordinary people would not notice such details, but Lin Ting had never noticed the food outside, so she naturally noticed the sudden return of her taste buds.

She fiddled with the rice in the lunchbox and glanced at Jiang Zong subconsciously.

Jiang Zong focused intently on his meal, behaving politely but enjoying his food immensely.

Perhaps it's because seeing him reminded me of my subscription certificate?

Lin Tingxin said that this could only be the reason.