Chapter 6 Life is not easy

Since that day, Wen Wenyao has been wandering around the school from time to time, looking forward to seeing Song Nanqiao.

But Song Nanqiao seems to have expected this for a long time. Except for the necessary meals, going to the toilet and going back to the bedroom, he never wanders around and hides in class F all the time.

"Is it necessary for you to hide from the heroine like this?" The system couldn't help but complain.

It is an extravagant hope for others to even see the heroine, and this guy is hiding everywhere.

Wen Wenyao walked to the door of Class F several times, and the system wanted to kick Song Nanqiao out, but it couldn't.

The classmates in the school also find it strange. They feel that Wen Wenyao has a lot of energy recently, and she can be seen everywhere in the school.

"What's wrong with Wen Wenyao recently? I can barely meet them in school, but now I run into them two or three times a day."

"I also find it strange. It always feels like she is looking for someone."

"It's not for you anyway."

Wen Wenyao was walking on the school alley. She had been searching for several days, but she had not seen Song Nanqiao, and frowned in discouragement.

"Classmate, have you encountered any difficulties?"

When a boy saw Wen Wenyao, he boldly walked up to Wen Wenyao and asked patiently.

He wanted to make a good impression on the goddess.

"No, thank you."

Wen Wenyao smiled and politely refused. Although his tone was gentle, the meaning of rejection was unambiguous.

The boy was a little discouraged, but soon cheered up again and said to Wen Wenyao, "Then I'll go first, you pay attention to safety."

Before leaving, he did not forget to wave to Wen Wenyao, hoping to leave a good impression on Wen Wenyao in this way.

Wen Wenyao had to nod, but when he turned his head, he forgot his face.

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Soon, a week passed. Song Nanqiao slumped on the desk. It was finally the weekend. After the last class, she could go out of school to find a job.

Song Nanqiao took another look at her bank balance. There was still 680 left. She only spent less than 100 yuan this week, but even if she saved money by treating her body badly, the money would not be enough to support her to survive for two months. .

"Speaking of which, besides providing me with the original owner's information, is there any other use for you?" Song Nanqiao thought about it, and this system traveled with her. So far, she has not found out what is so big about this system. usefulness.

"Cough, cough, my use, of course, is to provide you with a lot of information about this world..."

"That's all? Isn't the system in the novel all golden fingers?"

"You are so powerful, what more do you need for a golden finger... and it will be of great help to you if you can provide information. Well, I have followed you for a while, and I have provided you with a lot of information about the original owner."

The system is a little aggrieved. It was originally a new small system. Fortunately, Song Nanqiao came with a golden finger. Otherwise, it would not know how to survive with Song Nanqiao. It doesn't want to be like those big systems, there are some cheats or something.

"Then tell me specifically, the information you know about the world, about finance."

Song Nanqiao still wants to go back to her old age. What she was best at in her last life was corporate investment and stock trading. But this world is different from the previous world, and she has to spend time studying the financial markets of this world again.

"I have detailed information on all the listed companies in this world, the banks' stealth lending policies, the current market outlook, the country's inflation rate and Treasury bond yields..."

Hearing this, Song Nanqiao's eyes began to light up. In fact, this system was very useful to her.

"Stop, that means you know everything."

"Um."

"That would be great."

Don't worry about market analysis now, the important thing is how to earn the principal.

Soon, the last class passed, and Song Nanqiao was wandering outside with his mobile phone.

This was the first time he had wandered outside the school since he traveled to this world.

Looking around, there seems to be a place that sells scrap tires.

Song Nanqiao turned on his mobile phone and searched online to see if anyone needed these tires. After searching for a while, Song Nanqiao saw a recycling post "Buying 90% of new military tires with a lot of money."

After seeing this post, Song Nanqiao immediately decided to contact the other party and told the other party that he had a lot of good quality tires here. cost.

"But you don't have 50 tires, and how can you guarantee that the products you give to the other party are qualified." The system said doubtfully.

"Selling tires is a quicker way to make profits. A discarded tire costs about 20 to 30 yuan, but after I repair it, I sell it directly to the buyer for about a few hundred. Renovate it once and sell it at the end."

After making up his mind, Song Nanqiao was ready to buy this with all his belongings.

"How do you sell the tires here?"

Song Nanqiao asked.

The boss is an old man in his 50s or 60s. He has collected these tires from everywhere. He has no energy to refurbish them, so he just puts them here and waits for someone to come and buy them.

As soon as he saw the guests coming, the boss stood up from his chair, glanced at Song Nanqiao, and said, "You will be charged eight dollars for the small tires, and ten dollars for the large military tires."

The price is pretty cheap, but don't know how good the quality is.

"Can you choose to pay first?"

"Yes, you can choose any tires here."

Song Nanqiao plunged into the pile of tires after hearing this.

Sure enough, the quality of the cheap stuff is not very good. It took about three hours to select 50 tires of good condition. Finally, made a deal with the boss for a fee of 500.

"I'll put it with you first, I'll fix it here for a night tonight, and I can find someone to pull it out tomorrow."

Song Nanqiao just got in touch with the buyer and will deliver it to the designated location at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Then, rent a small pickup truck and deliver it there.

"to make."

The boss is also not afraid that sending Nan Qiao will steal a few more tires from him.

After choosing the tires, sent Nan Qiao to a nearby equipment store to buy lotion for retreading, tire wax and iron hooks. Ready to work here all night.

"You repair tires?"

"Of course it will. After cleaning, use a hook to hook out the stone garbage inside, apply tire wax, and finally dry it."

"There's nothing else you can't..."

The system now feels that there is really nothing that Nan Qiao will not be able to do.

Song Nanqiao sat down in an open space and began to repair tires. It took her almost an entire night to repair fifty tires.

I can only work overtime tonight.

After the whole night had passed, it was now six o'clock in the morning on Sunday. Song Nanqiao looked at the tires in front of them that were as good as new, and nodded with satisfaction, and began to contact the truck driver online to deliver them to the other party.

After all this was done, Song Nanqiao found that she only had a few dollars on her body, but she was very confident that she would be able to sell it if she repaired it like this.

As expected by Song Nanqiao, the other party was very satisfied with the batch of materials. After inspecting the goods one by one, they gave Song Nanqiao two thousand yuan in cash.

"You look so young, are you an adult?" The buyer asked jokingly, looking at Song Nanqiao's immature face.

"I'm an adult, but I'm still reading."

"The scholar still came out to sell tires?"

"Life is forced."

Song Nanqiao felt a little embarrassed, and shyly touched the back of his head. When it comes to selling tires, I did it when I first started my business and didn't have any principal. Now it seems that I am going the same way again.

After getting the money, Song Nanqiao plans to go back to school to have a meal and a bath, and then come out in the afternoon to look for other business opportunities.

Song Nanqiao intends to use 1,000 yuan to buy an index fund with these two thousand yuan. Although the yield is not high, it is still better than the bank. The risk is relatively small, and the time of benefit is quicker.

After returning to the dormitory, the people in the dormitory still did not like to see Song Nanqiao. Ever since they saw Song Nanqiao's grades getting better, they pushed Song Nanqiao even more. There was always a strange smell in the dormitory.

"I heard that Wen Wenyao seems to be wandering around in class F recently, and my brother even greeted her several times."

A girl cast a glance at Song Nanqiao, and said yin and yang strangely, obviously she did not keep her eyes on Song Nanqiao, but Song Nanqiao knew very well that this was said to her on purpose.

"That's right, my brother seems to have even the contact information."

Another girl also wanted to respond to Song Nanqiao, and said in agreement.

But in fact, Wen Wenyao didn't give anyone contact information at all, all the words were made up by herself.

"Maybe we will launch an offensive against Wen Wenyao soon."

Then another girl said with a smile, at this time, she couldn't hide her sarcastic tone, she just wanted to see Song Nanqiao's reaction.

Song Nanqiao felt a little funny after hearing it, Wen Wenyao couldn't possibly have anything to do with these people, what they said was purely made up. Song Nanqiao ignored them and went into the bathroom with the clothes.

The three girls looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't seem to have reacted. It stands to reason that Song Nanqiao should have a great reaction to Wen Wenyao's matter. Why is Song Nanqiao just a thing now Don't care about yourself.

"Have you been hit by evil? Wen Wenyao didn't respond."

"I think most of it feels like I can't catch up, and then I give up."

Hearing this, Song Nanqiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, pushed open the door, and said sharply at them, "I don't need to chase Wen Wenyao at all, keep your mouths clean for me."

The expression on Song Nanqiao's face now can be described as vicious, obviously, this sentence is not a joke to them.

"It's alright, alright, I see." The three girls just used their mouths to provoke them, and they didn't really mean to fight.