Chapter 7 Untitled Transitions

"After deducting the handling fee, there are still 800,000 yuan, and I have never seen a six-figure deposit when I am so big. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Looking at the account balance in the card, Wen Huile didn't close his mouth for a long time.

Then Wen Hui began to dial the number: "Hey? Mom, there's a surprise, well, I won the lottery. It's true that I didn't lie to you! How many hits? Excluding taxes and handling fees and the like, there are more than 200,000 looks.,Really,No,It's really a win.,Don't believe it.,I'll give you the video to show you the winning lottery ticket and prize documents...... Okay, I know, I'll keep the odds as living expenses, and I'll transfer the remaining 200,000 to your card, remember to check. ”

After a while of busy work, it was a video and a photo to convince the other side of the phone that the money was not illegal, and then Wen Hui transferred 200,000 yuan back, and now the family should be much more relaxed, at least there is no need to borrow money for his tuition, and the previous tens of thousands of yuan in arrears can also be repaid.

Why not turn it all over? First, I am afraid that the amount is too suspicious, and secondly, this money is in the hands of the old man except for the bank to collect interest, there is no other place, and with the daily use will decrease, hundreds of thousands of people look more than they are actually useless, and they will bottom out when they get sick or something. Wen Hui wants to use the rest to find a way that can flow for a long time, so that even if something happens to him one day, the family will not be old and have nothing to support.

After doing this, Wen Hui walked to the school with his pocket, fortunately he arrived at the school early before the start of school, otherwise something would definitely happen in the next few days of disappearance. I just looked at the calendar, and the time flow rate on both sides is one to two, six days on that side, and three days on this side.

Passing by the shop window on the side of the road, Wen Hui stopped, and the reflection of himself in the window looked very decadent. is still wearing the previous clothes, and the long hair covers the eyebrows, which is simply a realistic version of the failed dick.

I found a well-decorated beauty salon, walked in and didn't wait for people to ask Wen Hui took the initiative to speak: "The pot lid is one inch long, and the top of the head is one inch long, and the other places are shaved." ”

The girl who came up was stunned, it's that simple? Well, the customer is God, even if the requirements are less, it is God, this kind of hairstyle with no technical content does not need a master's shot, and it is not a total of twenty minutes from Wen Hui sitting down to paying and leaving. In the end, I was tanned, Wen Hui found that he had darkened a lot when he got a haircut, and he didn't expect to get a tan like this when he ran before and after running in the sun in the past few days.

The fresh inch feels a lot more refreshing when it comes out, but looking at the dark skin in the mirror, how does it feel like moving bricks? Wen Hui smiled self-deprecatingly, turned around and went out to buy clothes, it was time to buy a few outfits.

Slipped through dinner and walked to the dormitory, the name of the school where Wen Hui is located is very distinctive, Haidong University of Science and Technology. It looks like a third-rate small school, but in fact, this is a century-old school, founded in the previous dynasty, and it is definitely a veteran school with enough qualifications.

Therefore, there are only two kinds of people who can enter this kind of school, one is to be admitted with various scholarships, and the other is to get in with all kinds of sponsorships and money; Both of them are for the sake of a name, the purpose is different, of course, there is no shortage of the kind of rich and academic figures, at least these wealthy children are not the kind of wine bags and rice bags, their own growth environment and family influence, they have more or less a good side.

Wen Hui was stunned when he entered the bedroom, what day is today? How are people there. Wen Hui was the only one left in the four-person dormitory since the second semester of his freshman year, and he either had a girlfriend or disliked that the dormitory conditions were too poor and he didn't want to live, but Wen Hui didn't have so many things to do, so he just had the entire dormitory to himself.

"Yo! Fourth, are you moving bricks? It's so sunburned that it's unrecognizable. It sounds like a word of concern, but the contempt in the words can't be concealed, this is the second child in the bedroom, Li Mingzhe, who never hides that he is a second generation.

"What's wrong with moving bricks, at least people support themselves and live on their own labor is better than some people." This is the boss Zhu Guangqian, who has never been on the same page with Li Mingzhe and is deeply ashamed, and he has never pretended to be such a lagging Zhu Guangqian in his circle. Li Mingzhe has two words at most, and the rest is gone, this one not only has his own strength, but also has power in his family.

The third Ma Ruhai didn't speak, the middle-class family can ensure that his little life is very happy, but the top can't reach it, and Ma Ruhai, who doesn't want to deal with it below, chose to play alone, and the youngest Wen Hui is the fourth in the bedroom, the most bitter one, in terms of family conditions.

"How come the brothers have time to come back?" Wen Hui didn't see the clamor in front of him, no matter which side he supported, it was not good for him, and people didn't really care about him. However, these few people can't see people until class, and sometimes they can't see people in class, how can they arrive at school early?

"Dinner, let's have a dinner in the Department of Civil Engineering, although this is only the third year, but we will intern in the senior year next semester, which means that we can still meet this semester. So while everyone is still together, everyone gathers. Zhu Guangqian said.

No wonder, Wen Hui nodded to show his understanding, this is also a routine program in the small society of the university, consolidating his interpersonal circle is a compulsory course for everyone, and it is strange not to regret not seizing this resource environment to the society.

Moreover, the fist major of Haidong Institute of Technology is the civil engineering major, although the name is not good, but it can be seen that the dean of the Civil Engineering Institute receives donations every year, and people are one of the few departments that do not expect the school to allocate funds.

"Got it, when." Wen Hui didn't care about this, why didn't he go to eat and drink for free.

"Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the evening, dream back to the hall on the second floor of Datang, everyone goes." Ma Ruhai reminded without a trace, Wen Hui is usually an invisible person except for class, he is more alone than him, and he basically can't see him if he has any gatherings and activities, so he can't be absent this time, if he is hated by the organizer because of this, it will be worth the loss. This group of grandchildren has nothing to say, at least they have no tolerant attitude towards people of unequal status.

"Done, arrive on time." Wen Hui nodded, didn't he just go to have a meal. After the past, just bury your head in eating, and it's hard to attract attention to an ordinary guy like him, let alone put it in front of you.

"University, that's the end of it." Wen Hui looked at the target paper in front of him, shook his head, and barely got on the target.

The three of them chatted for a while after notifying the dinner news before leaving.,Today the head of their small circle came to school.,No wonder they'll come back.,Usually just send a message.,That's this kind of face-to-face notification.。

As soon as the people left, Wen Hui locked the door and entered the barracks, which recently opened a staff benefit, although the weapons produced in it can only be sold, but they can be test-fired, fifty rifle bullets a day, and one hundred pistol bullets are enough for Wen Hui to play.

"I can only look at it, but I can't move it." Wen Hui looked at the Mauser on display regretfully, there is no problem with this, and there is no problem with using it, but it just can't be taken out. But this is already calculated, before it opens, you can only look at it, and you can't touch it.

Rubbing the blue shoulders that were hit, the recoil of the rifle was too great, and I was not used to it for a few days. The rifle used now is Mauser 98K, the pistol is Luger P08, and Wen Hui is half a German fan, so he chose a German weapon as a training gun.

"Fortunately, the usage method is in my head, otherwise I would have to start training from the basics, and now I can't keep up with my physical fitness." Wen Hui really thanked the staff training of Black Fire, he was just a little tired at this time, and there was no problem because of improper use, but the rifle still couldn't be played, and he changed the pistol after barely firing a bullet plate, "Fifty meters, no, twenty meters half-body target." "The self-aware Wen Hui did not choose a target that was too far away.

"Tsk, it's a pity to use it for target shooting, how much can such a brand-new original product sell for." Looking at the steaming muzzle of the Luger gun, Wen Hui shook his head regretfully, there are many people who like to collect this weapon now, and a well-preserved Luger pistol can definitely be sold at a good price if it meets someone who likes it.

With a crackling crackle, he finished the pistol bullet, then picked up the rifle and began to grind his shoulder. Since the target shooting function was opened, Wen Hui never left bullets every day, and for his profession, being familiar with firearms only has advantages and no harm, including paper information and usage information of firearms.

After today's volume, rubbing his sore shoulders, Wen Hui glanced at the information column, and there was no new letter, which means that he could relax for now. After going out, I rushed and fell asleep on the bed, thinking that it was cool to shoot when I was looking forward to firearms, and only after I came into contact did I know that it was hard work.