Author: Guigu

The phone was called from the railway station police station. After answering the phone, Nan Yi hurried over and saw Yan Zhenhua squatting next to the radiator at the police station. It seemed that he was doing spontaneously, not being asked.

When Yan Zhenhua saw Nan Yi, his eyes lit up as if he had seen his relatives. Then, he seemed to think of something and lowered his head in shame.

Nan Yi pointed at Yan Zhenhua, "Squat down and settle the score with you later."

As he said that, Nan Yi walked over to a middle-aged policeman sitting at the desk and talking to a woman, "Hello comrade policeman, I am Nan Yi, someone called me to come here just now."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged policeman looked up at Nan Yi and said, "Is it me who called you, are you Uncle Yan Zhenhua?"

Nan Yi replied with great certainty: "Yes, I am his uncle."

"Okay, you're here just right. Your nephew injured my boyfriend and is still in the hospital." The woman next to him shouted loudly when she heard Nan Yi's answer: "I tell you, if you don't

Losing money, I and your nephew are not over, I..."

"What are you quarrels about? This is the police station, not your yard." The middle-aged policeman scolded the woman and said to Nan Yi: "Comrade Nan, let's go out and talk."

The middle-aged policeman called Nan Yi to the yard outside the police station and said gently: "The woman inside had a little conflict with her boyfriend before, and started fighting in the exit square. Yan Zhenhua happened to see the young man.

Yes, he feels very righteous. When he came forward to stop him, he took too much action and injured the man. He is now in the hospital.

There was no big deal at first, just to adjust it, but now the woman is unwilling to let go and the man's injury can reach the standard of minor injuries, so things become a little troublesome."

Nan Yi nodded and said, "Comrade Police, I asked directly. Is the woman inside just for money?"

"Would you pay?"

"As long as it's not too much."

"This is easy to deal with, I'll mediate." The middle-aged policeman said easily.

The police station has always been doing things like Yan Zhenhua to focus on mediation. If both parties can reach an understanding, even if the matter is over, they are afraid that one of them will be entangled and make endless trouble.

The middle-aged policeman's mediation was very successful. Nan Yi gave the woman 1,500 and took Yan Zhenhua out.

After leaving the police station, Nan Yi didn't say a word, but just walked in front. Yan Zhenhua carried the woven bag and lowered his head and followed behind.

Just in the dullness, Nan Yi took Yan Zhenhua back to the old villa.

After washing, changing clothes, welcoming the wind surface, ice watermelon, a whole process made Yan Zhenhua feel the warmth of spring.

When Yan Zhenhua burped, Nan Yi said, "Just finished the exam and hadn't received the notice, you ran out of your home. Do you think you will definitely pass the exam, or can't?"

Yan Zhenhua burped again and said with a gloomy face: "I scored 596 points."

"Oh, how many points are your top scorer in the liberal arts science this year?"

“610 points.”

When Nan Yi heard this, he knew that Yan Zhenhua could basically pass the exam, but he still took out the phone and called Ren Xia.

"I am a senior class, is this year the New Year or the Little New Year?"

"We at Peking University have never had Xiao Nian. If you want to ask for anything, you will ask directly." Ren Xia and Nan Yi never talked tactfully.

"Can 596 be available in Yunnan Province?"

"Science and Liberal Arts?"

"liberal arts."

"Wait a minute." The rustling book sounded over Ren Xia for more than a minute before her voice came back, "This year, the highest score for candidates in Yunnan Province to apply for the liberal arts of Peking University is 604,596 to be admitted

.”

Nan Yi felt a little resentful when he heard Ren Xia speak, so he thanked him and quickly ended the call.

In the 1990s, the ranking of liberal arts students who usually fill out their first choice was Ma Jinjing, the first Ma University, the second School of Finance, and the cradle of talent funded by the banking system. With the goal of cultivating bankers, they graduated and joined the bank.

It is easy to be the president, and the third is the Peking University. There are very few people who choose Peking University’s top scorers in various provinces.

"Okay, if nothing unexpected happens, you have passed the exam. Now tell me what to do if you are not waiting for the notice at home?"

Yan Zhenhua lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "I want to work."

“What to do when working?”

"make money."

"What are you doing when you make money?"

“The tuition fee has increased.”

"The tuition fee for Peking University this year is 800, accommodation fee is 300, and the school pays 56.5 yuan per month for meals. Although the tuition fee for the next year and the next year will rise a little, even if it increases to 10,000 yuan, your tuition and living expenses will be fine, right?

It's not a burden for me. Your charming eyes are purely for the blind man to see." Nan Yi cursed with a smile.

Yan Zhenhua scratched his head and said nothing.

"When I came, did I buy a hard seat or a sleeper?"

“Hard seat.”

“Are you tired?”

“Not tired.”

"If you are not tired, go out with me."

Nan Yi took Yan Zhenhua to the street stall and bought a few clothes, and then bought some daily necessities and mats. After a while, he went around and arrived at the place where he should cook. He asked Yan Zhenhua to watch the disc. Nan Yi went in by himself.

kitchen.

Yan Zhenhua watched it for a few minutes, accompanied by the humming and humming on TV, the sizzling and choking in the kitchen, the divine body separated, and his mind floated to Fengtian, the day he met Nan Yi.

It was one night, and there was a young man who had been hungry for several days. Because of hunger, he was on the verge of indifference to good and evil. He was only a little short of it. The young man had to think about it, simulate it, and fill it in with it in a tangled and hesitant manner.

Use the way to fill your stomach.

"Luckily, uncle appeared." Yan Zhenhua murmured silently.

Yan Zhenhua recalled that Nan Yi in the kitchen did not think much about it. He did not have much utilitarianism about Yan Zhenhua, but because of fate. Since he met, he would help him with it. Yan Zhenhua would be the best way to get back to his talents.

, it doesn't matter if it can't be.

After an hour, I made four dishes and one soup, and brought the dishes to the table. Nan Yi asked Yan Zhenhua to wash his hands and have a meal.

As soon as Yan Zhenhua served the table, he opened his mouth wide and spit out a tornado and rolled the dishes in the plate and the rice in the bowl into his mouth. He took a bowl of rice in two minutes, and five bowls of rice in ten minutes.

Seeing Yan Zhenhua adding another sixth bowl, Nan Yi couldn't help but frown. He had just thought that Yan Zhenhua was at the end of his life. He ate the small bowl himself, and the one who prepared the blue and white sides for Yan Zhenhua was

I thought I would eat three or four bowls, but six bowls were too many.

When Nan Yi first met Yan Zhenhua, he was at the peak of eating my life, and he had never seen him eat so much. With a question, Nan Yi asked Yan Zhenhua, "I don't give you enough living expenses?"

"Himmer..." Yan Zhenhua burped and said, "It's enough."

"How many days do you usually eat meat?"

Yan Zhenhua said shyly: "I eat meat every day."

Nan Yi nodded, carefully observed Yan Zhenhua from head to toe, and then asked the fairy to call Yan Du.

In a short while, the strictness came over.

"Uncle Yan, this kid has eaten the sixth bowl. Please help him see if he is practicing."

Strictly responded, stepped forward to take Yan Zhenhua's pulse, pinched his bones, touched his tendons, looked at his teeth, and communicated with Yan Zhenhua while checking. After the examination, he said to Nan Yi: "There is no physical problem, there is only a little hidden injury,

If you practice too diligently and consume too much, it is best to make up for it."

Nan Yi thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Yan, you can take him to practice tomorrow morning and then prescribe him a prescription."

Jian Di hesitated a little and replied: "Okay."

Life lies in exercise, but athletes die quickly, and the human body is also a machine. The higher the frequency of use, the greater the load, the greater the loss, the power will naturally decrease, and the service life will also become shorter.

Under the premise of high frequency and high load use, if you want to slow down the aging speed of the machine, you should add butter frequently and do more maintenance. The prescription Nan Yi mentioned is the essence of Chuanwu, that is, "butter"

, This thing is not very magical, it is expensive, both exquisite and expensive.

After Yan Du left, Yan Zhenhua continued to swallow it until he ate seven bowls before putting down his chopsticks. He felt satisfied and touched his round belly. Fortunately, Nan Yi scooped the rice a few more times while cooking, otherwise it would be really not enough for him to eat.

After sitting for a while, Yan Zhenhua took the initiative to clean up the dishes. Nan Yi let it go, sat on the sofa, moved to the wireless platform, and waited for the start of "The Legend of Condor Heroes".

After watching a TV series, Liu Zhen came back after dinner, and Nan Yi and she went back to the bedroom with her and left the living room to Yan Zhenhua so that he would not be uncomfortable.

The next day, after lunch, Nan Yi took Yan Zhenhua to the inheritance company.

Chengcheng Company has Chengcheng Convenience Subsidiary Company, and has two business lines under it, Linglingling and Laijiang.

Lingling is a hodgepodge, from toilets, unlocking, carpentry, masonry work, moving and lifting, almost all the work in the people's homes are included. Except for office staff, there are very few front-line employees who provide services to customers, mainly for odd jobs.

The personnel provide intermediary services, with few taps and the profit is controlled between 3% and 5%. It is difficult to sustain if it is too low and too high will go against the original intention.

Lai Jiang is a takeaway platform. The reason why it is called this is because the manager Li Hai is looking for is He Ren. Lai divides the business into two major parts, one is an intermediary business, similar to Indian Dabawara, in hotels and diners.

A distribution bridge is built between them, and there is no delivery fee, only a share of the money is taken.

Because the current catering industry has a good environment and good business, the hotel that does not worry about customers ignore Lai Jiangai. The business is not good, and Lai Jiang does not want to cooperate with it, the development speed of this business is very slow.

The other part is the simple takeaway business, which produces, sells and delivers itself. The business model is not new and is purely a pick-up artist.
To be continued...