Chapter 170: Help keep it
Rong Min accepted her worship calmly, and then joked: "I still expect you to take me to make a fortune, can I not care about your affairs?"
"I know, you don't need to remind me about this, I will definitely pull you if there is a suitable project. "Who told you to be my money jar?" added silently in my heart.
Shi Nian deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, and liked to watch her jump on her feet.
"What are you talking about? I'm not trying to remind you, I'm just ,,," Rong Min was halfway through speaking, and caught a glimpse of the smile on the corner of Shi Nian's mouth out of the corner of her eye, only to realize that she was teasing herself, and couldn't help but glare angrily.
"Okay, you dare to make fun of me, huh, look at how I clean you up!" After speaking, he threw the bench at her, and was so frightened that Shi Nian ran away with an exaggerated scream, and for a while the campus was filled with the laughter of the two of them like silver bells.
Chen Kui, who was walking behind them, kept following Shi Nian, and saw the smile on her face, as bright as the morning sun rising in the east, and it hit his heart so straight.
This is the girl he likes!
After these two words flashed in his mind, Chen Kui's heart seemed to be blown by a breeze, itchy and cool to relieve the heat.
Back in the class, everyone looked at Shi Nian with envy and a few of them who had won scholarships, you must know that in this era, not to mention the surplus money, how many families can only ensure the food and clothing of the whole family!
Shi Nian put the money in the desk, and was a little hesitant in his heart, it was really unsafe for him to hold so much money, and he didn't have a bank card now, so he couldn't take it anywhere!
After thinking for a while, she got up and walked towards the outside of the classroom, came to the door of Zhong Miao's office, raised her hand and knocked twice, and then shouted "Report!"
"Come in. The teacher sitting at the door answered.
When Shi Nian entered the door, the teachers all looked up at her, and when they saw that it was Shi Nian, Zhong Miao asked with a smile:
"It's Shi Nian, come here at this time, is there something wrong?"
Shi Nian took a few steps forward and walked to Zhong Miao's desk, stretched out his hand to hand over his stack of scholarships, and said, "Teacher, this is the scholarship I just issued, can you help me keep it? ”
Zhong Miao raised her eyebrows, this?
"Otherwise, you can leave it to your family for safekeeping, so that they can rest assured. ”
"My grandmother is the only one in the house, and she can't come over for a while, and I don't know where to put my money now. Shi Nian pursed his lips and said with a bitter face.
Hearing this, Zhong Miao glanced at his watch, picked up the class schedule of their class and looked at it, and then said: "Well,,, or else, wait for the fourth self-study class, you go out with me, I'll take you to get a savings card, and by the way, how about depositing money in the card?"
"Teacher, do you have a bank card now?" Shi Nian asked curiously.
"Yes, you don't know?" Zhong Miao looked at her and asked rhetorically, not noticing that there was anything wrong with her wording.
Seeing Shi Nian shaking his head, Zhong Miao smiled and explained to her, it turned out that in the past two years, major banks have vigorously promoted the savings card business in their branches around the country, and they also have several banks here that can apply for cards to deposit money.
"Okay, thank you, teacher, then I'll put this money here for you first, it's safer for you to keep it for me." As soon as I heard that there was a bank card to use, Shi Nian readily agreed, which is much more convenient.
Her acceptance made Zhong Miao feel amazed, this kid didn't ask what was going on with the bank card, so he responded so readily, and he trusted himself too much!
You must know that many people don't dare to put their money in the bank at the beginning, they always feel that their money has been taken away by others, and would rather be gnawed by rats under the bed than handed over to the bank to become a string of numbers on the passbook.