The first volume of the campus money king

003 desperately makes money

（1）

"Boss, are you still hiring people here?"

Zhang Xiaole asked timidly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's a small restaurant, it's not very special, and there are not many people in it. Maybe it has something to do with the time, there is still more than an hour before the meal at four o'clock.

"Zhao, what kind of advertisement do you want to post?"

There was a person sitting behind the bar in the room, looking not very old, tall and thin, also wearing glasses, staring at the mobile phone with his head down and playing a game, the sound was very loud, and there was a sound of slashing.

"Do you think I can do it?"

"Freshman, which department!" The eyed man pressed the pause and looked up at Zhang Xiaole.

"Faculty of Economics"

"Oh, the Department of Economics is good, look at you like this, you are from the countryside" The man with glasses heard Zhang Xiaole say that he was from the Department of Economics, and his tone was much softer, which made Zhang Xiaole feel a lot more cordial.

"Well, I grew up in the mountains, and in addition to going to school, I have been to our county seat at most."

"At first glance, you are quite realistic, but although the big cities are good, there are many bad people, and people only think about making money, and they are still simple in the countryside."

"So, you're also from the countryside?"

The glasses man's words made Zhang Xiaole get closer and closer the more he listened, and the impression that Hao Jian gave him during the day was that he spoke very well, but he was not so kind.

"Yes, only people in the countryside will want to come out to work and make money, although there are people in the city, but there are very few. They will only spend money. What's bullish, three generations upside down, who is not a peasant, forgets his roots when he enters the city. ”

"When people in the city spend money, we will make money, and in the future, our sons and grandchildren will also be from the city."

Zhang Xiaole also dreamed of buying a big house in the county seat, so that his parents and grandmother could live, many people in their village who made money moved to live in the county seat, according to the glasses man, the city people in the county town are rural people for one generation, and the city people here are three generations upside down.

"Yes, that makes sense. We recruit a handyman, basically cleaning, washing dishes, tidying up the table, serving food to guests, you do all these jobs alone, can you do it? ”

"It's no problem for what you said, I often do these things at home, not to mention cleaning up the dishes, washing the dishes, wiping the table and cleaning, and I can cook."

Zhang Xiaole has been cooking since he was 4 years old, and the concept of eating first and learning second has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

"You don't need to cook, there is a special chef in charge of stir-frying, I am responsible for ordering, and you are responsible for running the hall. By the way, what's your name? ”

"My name is Zhang Xiaole, the chapter of the article, the size is small, happy music, you can call me Xiaole, my family calls me that. What is your name? ”

"Liu Zhongyu, Department of Accounting, Business University, is about to be a sophomore." The man with glasses said.

"Accounting Department, Economics Department, what's the difference?" After Zhang Xiaole applied for the major, he didn't know what he was studying, so he chose this major because the teacher said that he could make a lot of money by studying these.

"The accounting department of Binhai Business University is relatively high, although the Department of Economics is not too famous academically, but there are many students from the Department of Economics who are very powerful, and many successful entrepreneurs in Binhai City are from the Department of Economics, and these entrepreneurs donate money to the school to set up scholarships when they make money, so the scholarship program of the Department of Economics is the most."

"Well, that's good, I will make money in the future, and I will also set up a scholarship."

"You better apply for a bursary first, our school has grants and subsidized loans for rural students, seeing that you are so anxious to work, it is estimated that you are also from a poor background, apply for a bursary if you study well, and apply for a subsidized loan if you study badly, it is too hard to work, and you can't make much money."

"Isn't a loan just borrowing money, I don't borrow money if I die, I make money if I have the ability." Zhang Xiaole's family is called on the door every Chinese New Year, and whenever he sees the faces of those creditors, he vows not to borrow money from anyone in his life.

"Come on, if you don't have money, what kind of shelf do you have, if you have money, you will spend it first, and then pay it back slowly after graduation."

"I don't borrow it anyway."

"You can apply for a bursary if you study well, and you don't have to pay it back."

"Then I don't want to, take other people's money for nothing, I don't want to be that kind of person." When Zhang Xiaole was a child, he listened to his grandfather tell him the story of Zhang's family camp before, and he knew that he was grateful for revenge and chivalry, which were the heroic behaviors he longed for.

"Okay, you're amazing! I'm the kind of person who eats and drinks for nothing, eats and is lazy. You wait here, I don't need you to say it, the boss will be back in a while. Liu Zhongyu didn't speculate with Zhang Xiaole, his face changed to the cold he had at the beginning, and he lowered his head and continued to play the game.

"Zhongyu, come and move things." A truck drove up to the door, and a tall black man and a short, stocky middle-aged man entered the door.

"Boss, I'm here for an interview, and I'm from a rural area, so I'm very capable."

"Okay, you and Zhongyu bring in the dishes together, try it first, and then come to work if it's okay." The tall and swarthy man was obviously the boss in Liu Zhongyu's mouth, and the short and fat middle-aged man was supposed to be a chef, sitting on a chair and not talking.

Zhang Xiaole found a job as a chorre in a restaurant on the first day, which not only solved the problem of eating, but also earned 100 yuan a day.

Early the next morning, there was a recruitment clerk at the school gate, and Zhang Xiaole went out to distribute flyers all morning, earning another hundred.

The job of the small restaurant is to go to work at four o'clock in the afternoon, taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Xiaole went to the wholesale market again, and happened to meet a truck loading needs to use stevedores, he has good physical strength to move 50 pieces of goods back and forth, 2 yuan per piece, and another 100 yuan income.

"I made three hundred in one day, and it's so easy to make money in the city. In such a month, I was able to earn my tuition fees. ”

After a few days of busy work, he got up early every day and went out late, came back very late, and began to calculate the money he earned in a day while lying in bed, although he had not completely got it in his hands, but counting the hundreds of yuan in his hand, Zhang Xiaole felt that his dream of getting rich would soon come true.

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"Dad, why are you here!"

This morning, Zhang Xiaole got up early and went out because he was going to distribute flyers, and saw his very familiar figure at the school gate, Zhang Jizu.

"Xiaole, are you alright! It scared the hell out of me."

When Zhang Jizu saw his son, he came up and grabbed his arm.

"Dad, what's wrong, what's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaole was very surprised that his father suddenly appeared at the school gate, and he was even more puzzled when he saw his father's anxious expression and tone of voice.

"What, I don't know what's wrong, I thought something was wrong with you."

"Dad, I'm fine, not only is it okay, but I've also made money, I said that I can make money to support myself, right."

"What, you're going to make money, where are you going?"

"Dad, you see, this is what I earned these days, more than two thousand. After a while, you will be able to earn enough money for your tuition, and then you will be able to fill the famine, and then you will save money to build a house for your family. Zhang Xiaole took out more than 2,000 yuan from his pocket and showed it to his father.

"I'll just say, it's useless to go to college, you can make money no matter what, what's the use of going to college, if you don't go to school, you won't go to school, and it will save me from worrying about your tuition."

It turned out that after Zhang Xiaole arrived at the school, he did not report according to the normal procedures, although he lived in the dormitory building, but except for Chen Dashuai and Su Liang, who were in the same room, no one saw him. The school thought that Zhang Xiaole didn't come to report, so they called Zhang Xiaole's high school, and Zhang Xiaole's teacher found Zhang Jizu and asked Xiaole if he didn't go to school.

Zhang Jizu personally sent his son to the car, and now when he heard that his son didn't go to school, he was in a hurry, so he found the school alone.

After listening to his father's words, Zhang Xiaole remembered that he was deceived by Hao Jian on the first day of school, not only did he not report to the report office, but he also did not go through any procedures for the admission of new students. These days, I just think about making money, and I don't think about where to pay the tuition.

"Why am I so confused, I must have just thought about making money and forgot about going to school."

Although he has been eating first and studying second, Zhang Xiaole has never been vague about learning and has never let the teacher worry about it.

After graduating from junior high school, when many students chose to apply for normal, technical school, and technical secondary school, he insisted on going to high school. When he applied for high school, many of his classmates chose practical courses, but he chose a business university where he could learn how to make money.

（3）

After sending Zhang Jizu away, Zhang Xiaole continued to work, but began to think about his father's words.

"If you think it's useless to go to school, you won't go to school, it's okay to go home, it's okay to stay in Binhai City to work, when you grow up, Dad can't control you, you can choose your own path"

After the restaurant closed, the chef and Liu Zhongyu left, Xiaole closed the door, sat at the door of the store, took out the admission letter, and was stunned.

"You're a freshman in the economics department? If you don't go back to bed so late, you won't have class tomorrow! ”

It was the owner of the hotel who spoke, and the boss rarely came to the store, and he saw Xiaole sitting at the door in a daze with the notice, so he took a detour behind Zhang Xiaole to look at his notice.

"Boss, I, I haven't started class yet."

"What are you kidding, it's been more than half a month since school started, the military training is over, and you haven't started classes yet?"

"I didn't have the money to pay for tuition, and I forgot to report it, and now I don't know where the classroom is or who the teacher is."

"Wait, wait, you're too informative, tell me about it."

"You're stupid, of course you're going back to class, don't listen to your dad, he hasn't been to school, of course he doesn't know the importance of going to school."

After listening to Zhang Xiaole's words, the hotel owner pointed out the problem for him.

"You're saying I should go to class?"

"Of course, we have to go back. I'll take care of the tuition for you. ”

"I don't borrow money, I don't want to owe people money."

"I don't lend you money, but I can let you advance half a year's salary, which is enough for your tuition for a year, and you don't have to do other jobs during the day. You know, there are three ways to make money, the first is to make money with physical strength, just like you, this is the most basic way to make money, you don't need to go to school; The second is to use your brain to make money, if you want to use your brain to make money, you have to have knowledge; The third is to make money with money, of course, provided that you have money. ”

"You know so much, I seem to get it, boss."

"I'm also learning by doing, we are from the same department, my name is Ye Long, and I'm a senior this year."

Only then did Zhang Xiaole know that their boss's name was Ye Long. Ye Long advanced Xiaole's salary for half a year, and helped him contact the school's student registration office to go through the enrollment procedures.

Xiaole gave up his plan to sell his physical strength to make money, began to study seriously, only kept a job, and began to plan to make money with his brain.

"Zhang Xiaole, hello. I am Ma Xiaolin, the study committee member of the class, and the class tutor told me about your situation and asked me to help you make up for the class. ”

A delicate girl in a long skirt walked to Zhang Xiaole's seat, and her voice was very sweet.

"What's your name?" Zhang Xiaole thought that he had heard it wrong, and he couldn't believe his ears

"Ma Xiaolin"

"Ma Xiaolin, Ma Xiaolin, Ma Xiaolin, are you really called Ma Xiaolin?"

"Ma Xiaolin, I also have to make up the class, I didn't understand the previous class." Zhang Xiaole's Chen Dashuai, who was at the same table, complained with envy.

Ma Xiaolin is a new flower in the Department of Economics, whether it is freshmen or seniors, they have already swarmed around Ma Xiaolin like bees, no matter who comes to talk, she handles it very decently, so that the boys who pity him treat him as a goddess, but these happened during Zhang Xiaole's absence.

For Zhang Xiaole, the meaning of Ma Xiaolin's appearance is even more different.