Chapter 11 The Rich and the Young Work
"I can rent my own car." The more Wen Nan spoke, the quieter her voice became, "I didn't let you come." ”
The roommates were too far away to hear, but Yuan Zheng stood at the door and could hear clearly.
The two froze in place, and a roommate who got out of bed approached with a smile, never smiling so gently in the bedroom: "Senior Yuan, do you know Wen Nan?" ”
Yuan Zheng snorted perfunctorily: "I don't know." ”
The girl was stunned: "Then ...... you"
"Part-time at a moving company."
Yuan Zheng's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he lied to him.
Not to mention these three roommates who didn't know him, even Wen Nan was stunned when he heard it.
Obviously, they couldn't believe this sentence, but none of them could find a reason to refute or even doubt it. Swallowing her saliva, the girl's expression stiffened: "So...... Are you here to help Wen Nan move? ”
"Don't be pressured by more skills." Yuan Zheng snorted coldly and turned his head to look at Wen Nan, "Just these three?" ”
Wen Nan's heart was beating faster, thinking that he was talking about his roommate, and nodded.
"I'll carry two duffel bags, and you push the boxes yourself."
"Huh?"
"Ah, what, don't you understand?" Yuan Zheng's patience is not good, and it has reached the critical value of patience at this time.
Wen Nan looked at the roommates who were stunned, and realized that he was talking about the three bags packed on the ground. The suitcase did not sink, Wen Nan pushed it over and followed behind Yuan Zheng.
He carried the heaviest one.
It wasn't until the dormitory door was closed that the roommates in the room felt it, but they couldn't believe what they had seen.
"I'll rub it, the rich second generation still has to come out to work."
One of the girls shook her head: "No, don't they know each other?" ”
Another girl directly denied: "Impossible." How could Wen Nan have the opportunity to know Yuan Zheng like that, and besides, Yuan Zheng would not fall in love with such a dumpling. ”
The three brains couldn't come up with an answer, but jealousy surged out, and the person who had always liked to squeeze Wen Nan snorted coldly: "She also has some shit luck, let Senior Yuan carry her luggage." ”
The people next to him didn't care too much, and smiled as if they were lively: "It's really not good, you also move out, just find Senior Yuan's moving company and name him to come." ”
The girl stared angrily in the direction of the door, still hating Wen Nan so much.
……
Coming out of the dormitory, Wen Nan thought she was smart enough to put on a mask.
Seeing this scene, Yuan Zheng suddenly remembered that the last time he drove into school, she was also hiding, saying that she didn't want to cause trouble for him.
This time he didn't ask again.
It's Friday after school, and there aren't many people on the road. Those who live in the local area have weekend vacations, and those who want to go out to play have left school early, and Wen Nan is lucky that she didn't meet her classmates in the same major.
She followed Yuan Zheng closely, always a little embarrassed, "Shen?" Why don't you put one on my suitcase, I'll push it a little easier. ”
"Who do you look down on?"
Yuan Zheng's tone was flat and full of lethality.
"That's not what it means." Wen Nan followed two steps and explained, "I'm afraid you'll be tired." ”
The sound of the wheels of the suitcase rubbing against the ground just muffled her voice, and she was not ashamed, and naturally followed him.
Yuan Zheng was very helpful to these words, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said casually: "Knowing that I am tired, I will give me some sweetness." ”
“……”
Sweetness.
After thinking about it, the corners of Wen Nan's lips curled, as if with a bit of self-deprecation, and the brilliance in her eyes eclipsed: "What else do you not get?" ”
Yuan Zheng suddenly turned his head to look at her, and wanted to say something, but he was swallowed back by reason.
"I got everything I wanted, and I got it."
This is an indisputable fact, his family background is superior, he has been successful in his studies, there are no greater ups and downs in his life, and everything he can see can be held in his hands in the end.
Wen Nan was silent.
But at this time, Yuan Zheng sighed: "I can't say what will happen in the future, so you still have to give me benefits." ”
"What's the benefit?"
Before she knew it, she had stepped into his trap.
Carrying the luggage, Yuan Zheng couldn't think of any benefits he could earn from her, and said perfunctorily: "I owe it first, and then I will calculate it when I think about it." ”
He's so unreasonable.
After quitting the dormitory, Wen Nan's current life is two points and one line.
In order to become independent as soon as possible, she took advantage of the Saturday holiday to find a part-time job, trying to find a night after class to do. This will not delay the class, and it will also reduce the probability of her meeting Yuan Zheng at the Yuan family.
As long as she comes back late, Yuan Zheng will sleep in the room.
Wen Nan didn't want to sell her labor, she needed a job that made money faster.
By chance, she found a job as a tutor online. The client is the parent of a second-year junior high school student, and Wen Nan's admission certificate from Beijing University is the best proof of her strength.
But she still explained to her parents in advance that her Mandarin was occasionally non-standard.
The parents met with Wen Nan in advance, and after confirming in person that her Mandarin did not affect the teaching, they temporarily signed a two-month contract with her. Parents don't want to find experienced backbone teachers, they just want to find teachers who have no generation gap with their children at home.
After setting this job, Wen Nan will go to the child's house for classes in the evening.
Today is Saturday, and the Yuan family and his wife went to a neighboring city to attend the wedding of a friend's child, saying that they would come back on Monday morning. Yuan Zheng didn't know where he went, and Wen Nan was the only one in the family.
While she was eating, it suddenly started to rain outside.
At first, a little raindrop was reflected in the window, the sky was cloudy, and the wind became more and more fierce. Suddenly, the raindrops formed a line, and fell like a waterfall with a bang, pouring down from the sky like an overwhelming land.
Wen Nan glanced at her phone and found that the time was already in a hurry.
The rain was so heavy that she couldn't take the subway anymore, so she had to use her landline to dial the family driver's number.
……
was sent downstairs by the driver to the student's house, and Wen Nan was not late.
After a brief greeting, she entered the student's room.
This is the first time she has met the student Lu Sitong herself, who is as beautiful and delicate as her parents, loves makeup and dresses, and is not interested in learning.
"Teacher, are you really from the Chinese Department of Beijing University?"
"Teacher, why are you so thin? How is it maintained? ”
"My mother said you were looking north, but why are you so white?"
……
Asking questions like these, Wen Nan was speechless when she asked them.
But she understands that this child is kind, and everything she sees is her good. Unlike her classmates in school, they only planned her to come from a poor rural place and treated her as a bun.
Wen Nan smiled from the bottom of her heart: "My skin was white when I was a child, and my grandmother didn't let me work, so my sun wasn't serious." Now I live at my aunt's house, and she will buy me cosmetics and teach me to take care of my skin, so I can regain some complexion. ”
"Then your aunt's family is very rich." Lu Sitong finally met a teacher with an eye, and he put all his interest in learning on Wen Nan, "Since you have money, why do you want to come out to work part-time?" How tired. ”
Wen Nan smiled slightly, but her face was very gentle, and she spoke softly: "It's an aunt who is very good to me, not my mother's sister." I can't take other people's kindness for granted, and I have to support myself. ”