They found an empty table and the two of them sat down. Nan Yi glanced at the knives and forks on the table. As he said last time, Lao Mo was really afraid of being stolen. The tableware had been changed from silver to stainless steel.

"Nanyi, you know that the Sony company in Japan has recently launched a very small recorder called Walkman. I heard that the machine is only about the size of a palm. When it is sold in Beijing, I plan to buy one."

After the food was delivered, Xu Qian started chatting.

"I heard that it should be called tps--l2. It was already available in the Japanese market last year."

"Well, I have a question I want to ask you."

"Say it."

"Who in your family is in Xiangguan?"

"My grandma."

A few days ago, Nan Yi deliberately placed two envelopes from the couple on the desk in the classroom so that all the students in the class could see them and learn that he had overseas connections.

Fang Mengyin's incident in Xiangguan cannot be hidden in the long run, and Nan Yi doesn't want to hide it either.

For Nan Yi, the existence of an overseas relationship can not only hide some unreasonable things in his life, but also bring convenience to him.

"Has your grandma been at Xiangguan early?"

"I went there two years ago."

Xu Qian rolled her eyes and said: "I originally planned to go to Xiangguan for two days during the summer vacation. Just in time, your grandma is there, so I don't have to stay in a hotel. You can write a letter to your grandma,

Just say hello for me."

"Xu Qian, are you short-sighted?"

"No, I have very good eyesight. Why do you ask?"

Nan Yi put down the knife and fork and looked straight at Xu Qian's face, "If you are not highly short-sighted, why do you have such a bad taste in men? Let me tell you, I am not a good man."

"Nanyi, don't you like me at all?" Xu Qian also put down her knife and fork and looked at Nan Yi with an innocent and sad face.

"No, you are a good girl, no one will dislike you."

"Then why do you still say that."

"Haha, I'm just telling the truth. I'm not a good man."

"Whether you are good or not is up to you. I don't want you to think you are good, I want me to think you are good. I think you are a very good person, a good man."

"Ha, I'm sure you will give your intestines to Huiqing in the future."

"No, my dad always praises me for my good sense. I believe I won't see the wrong person."

When saying this, Xu Qian's eyes were very firm.

"Hmm, since you want to hit my wall, then it's up to you. My grandma lives at No. 2046, Repulse Bay, and her phone number is 2520218. Do you remember it? Do you want to write it to you?"

Xu Qian smiled and said, "No need, I've already remembered it."

"Eat, everything is cold."

"Uh-huh."

After the meal, Nan Yi sent Xu Qian back to school and went to the depths of Baihua to continue cultivating feelings with Fan Hongdou.

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"In the past, we always said that two-thirds of the world's people were in dire straits. Now looking back, we are the ones who are in dire straits."

"Classmate Zhou Maode, I think your statement is not entirely correct. Compared with Western developed countries, we are far behind, but compared with some third world countries in Africa and South America, our country is very promising and very promising.

Potential." Qu Liuyan said.

Zhou Maode: "I feel that no matter how much we develop, we will never be able to catch up with Western developed countries. They all 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 thousand a year, twenty four thousand ten years, and two hundred and forty thousand in a hundred years.

When can we realize the four modernizations and when can we afford a private car?"

When Nan Yi walked into the classroom, he saw a group of people gathered around and heard the debate between Qu Liuyan and Zhou Maode.

This is strange, why is Qu Liuyan, an English major, attending the political and economics class to debate?

"Classmate Zhou Maode, your thinking is too extreme. Either I am the best in the world, or you are giving up on yourself. You worship foreigners and favor foreigners. Even the moon is as round as a foreigner."

"Classmate Qu, we are having a debate, not a criticism meeting. Do you admit that Western countries are better than ours?"

"In the past, we were lagging behind, but I believe that with our efforts, our country will definitely catch up with Western countries, and we will be able to live a life with electric lights and telephones upstairs and downstairs.

I believe that bread will be available, milk will be available, and private cars will be available sooner or later. As long as we work unremittingly and are willing to sacrifice.

Now our country is encouraging unemployed young people who have no jobs to engage in self-employment. Whether it is opening a small shop or setting up a food stall, this is allowed by the policy.

Just in time, Nan Yi is here. You are the first one in our school to set up a stall to sell breakfast. Please answer me, how much money did you make from your breakfast shop every day? Is it more than twenty yuan?"

Bang!

Nan Yi patted the table, stood up and said loudly: "Classmate Qu, you are just spreading rumors and slandering me. Classmate Wu Renpin and I had already discussed this before setting up the breakfast stall.

He and I cannot work at the breakfast stall with a business mentality. We are not doing it to make dirty high profits, but to earn a young worker's salary from the breakfast stall.

Since classmate Wu Renpin and I work at the stall for almost four hours every day, and the two of us have a total of eight hours, the upper limit of what he and I can earn every day is 58 cents after excluding costs.

In this way, one month is seventeen and a half yuan, which is exactly the salary of a young worker.

Later, I quit, and Wu Renpin called his wife to run the breakfast stall together. Students who bought breakfast from his stall must know that his breakfast is now cheaper.

Because he lowered the standard of daily income to a lower level, no longer taking workers' wages as the standard, but taking farmers' annual work-point income as the standard.

So, essentially, classmate Wu Renpin and I are not doing business, but treating ourselves as unemployed service personnel, providing more delicious breakfasts to the students in the school."

Nan Yi smacked his lips, moistened his lips, and organized the words in his mind, "The reason why I quit is because I found that my cooking skills are very good, and more and more people come to eat our breakfast.

This scares me. If we look at it from a business perspective, the better my craftsmanship is, the better the business will be, and Wu Renpin and I will be too busy.

Then we need to hire people, and what is the relationship between the hired people and us?"

"Of course it's an employment relationship." Wu Renpin praised.

"Yes, the employment relationship, business will get better and better, and more and more people will be hired, then I will no longer have to work and become the boss, then I will become a new exploiting class.

This is something 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 and Mr. Zhou, please continue to debate, but please don’t use me and Wu Renpin as inappropriate examples. Thank you.”

After Nan Yi finished speaking, he sat down.

Recently, in the ivory tower, a group of people are pursuing poets, and a group of people are busy discussing "the more work should be distributed according to work" and "whether we should encourage the emergence of millionaires", these are two very sharp issues no matter how you look at them.

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As for the poet, Nan Yi ignored it; as for the discussion, Nan Yi kept away from him. Unexpectedly, today he would be dragged into the whirlpool by Qu Liuyan, a little girl.

Some things are done quietly, but they cannot be mentioned, let alone being praised as some kind of typical person.
Chapter completed!