1246: Chapter 618: Reliable Desk Mate_3 1246: Chapter 618: Reliable Desk Mate_3 Speaking of An Changhe, he was already twenty-three or twenty-four years old.
When he first took the college entrance exam—in his final year of high school, he was full of youthful vigor.
His family wasn’t well-off either; if his grades had been poor from the start, given the situation in Sancha River village, they would never have let him retake the exam.
As it turned out, he ended up retaking it for four or five years.
With each passing year, the glasses on his nose grew thicker, and his back beca a bit hunched, making him look like a little old man.
Now, his retaking was free of tuition, and he cut corners on living expenses as much as he could—there was no way around it, his family had long been unable to support him.
He now depended on his married younger sister, hoping that a good university would improve his future life.
Thus, Yan Fei’s “bribe” was quite targeted.
Initially, An Changhe had so reservations about losing face, but the blocks of brownish-red beef jerky, wafting their tempting scent, proved too much of a temptation for him.
In the end, he couldn’t resist Boss Yan’s sugar-coated bullets and succumbed under the slices of beef jerky, becoming Boss Yan’s dedicated college entrance exam consultant.
Now in his sixth year of third year high school, An Changhe had a huge database in his head.
He could recite the college entrance exam papers from recent years, and was very familiar with all the types of exam questions and knowledge points for each subject.
Having taken from others, he was incredibly supportive of Yan Fei, guiding him in his studies with all his heart and soul, making other students envious of Boss Yan—who could bla them?
Boss Yan was wealthy enough to supply packages of beef jerky, which cost dozens of yen each, as snacks without interruption!
Having such a desk mate was like having a teacher skilled in all subjects by his side, making studying extrely convenient.
Yan Fei had even begun to consider whether he should try testing himself in a few days when there was another exam?
After school, Yan Fei packed up his things, and An Changhe reminded him, “You must be quite busy usually.
If you don’t have ti to co to school, take the notes and these exam papers ho.
Look at them when you find ti to familiarize yourself with the format.”
Yan Fei didn’t hesitate at all, gathering all the notes and exam papers into a bundle: “Then I won’t be polite, haha.
Once school is out, I don’t even know if I’ll have had dinner, and if I can co back to school—it can’t be helped!”
An Changhe was an honest kid, and speaking to Yan Fei, a big boss, he wasn’t very articulate.
As he was about to leave, he plucked up his courage and added, “There’s a test in a few days.
Will you be available to co?”
Yan Fei had just been thinking about whether or not to take the test, and upon hearing this, he stopped and asked, “What’s up?”
An Changhe said, “If you can make the ti, participate in more exams to avoid being nervous during the actual exam.
Otherwise, no matter how well you’ve studied, if you perform poorly in the exam room, that wouldn’t be good.”
He spoke from profound personal experience.
Unfortunately, Yan Fei was in a hurry to leave and didn’t elaborate, rely nodding: “Sure!
We’ll talk about this later; I’ve got so other things to take care of as I go out.”
Indeed, he had things to do.
He hopped on his motorcycle and headed for the school gate.
Catching up with a group of students, he shouted at one of them, “Erwa, wait up, I need to talk to you.”
Zhang Erwa imdiately ca running over: “Brother Xiao Fei, what’s up?”
Yan Fei replied irritably, “Didn’t you say your brother was doing so work down at the Cattle Market?
Why hasn’t there been any word from him for such a long ti?”
“He had just recovered recently, and I was just about to discuss this with you!” Zhang Erwa responded, visibly annoyed.
“I told him, and he didn’t believe —can you believe that?”
Yan Fei was not at all annoyed, and laughed heartily: “Co on, hop on; I’ll give you a lift ho!”
Zhang Erwa was thrilled, hopping on the motorcycle and waving goodbye to his group of classmates: “Well, I’m riding back with Brother Xiao Fei, not waiting for you guys!”
He tried to sound nonchalant as he spoke, but his deanor and swagger were akin to a strutting duck, almost striding with a chest-thrust and a head held high, just short of a pronounced swanky walk.
It’s no wonder, after all, Boss Yan is held in such high regard in these students’ hearts, even higher than the gang leaders in the movies who deal in both black and white.
To ride ho on his motorcycle is truly a brag-worthy event.
Did you see how envious Zhang Erwa’s classmates were, their eyes turning red with jealousy?
When they arrived at Zhang Erwa’s ho, his family was shocked.
His mother was so excited that she couldn’t even speak.
Finally, his father broke the silence, “Boss Yan, you… why have you co?”
After uttering those words, he turned to Zhang Erwa and scolded, “Erwa, you little rascal, how could you ride in Boss Yan’s car?
You’ve wasted Boss Yan’s ti.
Don’t you know how busy he is?”
Yan Fei chuckled, “It’s fine, it’s fine.
School just got out, and it was on my way.
He ntioned last ti about having Dawa work at the site, so I ca to ask if Dawa is still going?”
Barely able to speak upon hearing this news, his father, fumbling with his hands and wearing a nervous smile, hastily agreed, “Go, go, of course he’ll go!
Before, when that rascal Erwa ca back and told us, we thought he was just full of hot air!”
Indeed, that was the case.
Erwa was the youngest at ho, and in his family’s eyes, was typically unreliable and only good for causing trouble.
They rarely took his words about how close he claid to be with Brother Xiao Fei seriously—after all, how could a big boss be buddy-buddy with such a little brat?
But now that Yan Fei had shown up at their doorstep, the entire family was suddenly excited.
Zhang Dawa, pushed twice by his father, finally ca forward bashfully and greeted Yan Fei, “Brother Xiao Fei, hello!”
Yan Fei still chuckled, “Alright, alright, it’s settled then.
I need to hurry back.
You get well from your illness in these next few days and then co over.
The site is really busy right now and is short-handed!”
The Zhang family eagerly tried to keep him longer, but Yan Fei laughed, got on his motorcycle, and left.
It was actually a minor issue.
Yan Fei just happened to rember and ca to ask.
Zhang Dawa had worked at the farm before and was quite skilled.
They needed to hire so people for the site, so starting with him seed a good idea.
At dinner ti, Yan Fei casually ntioned, “The new site is almost ready, and we’re really short on manpower.
I just ca from Zhang Erwa’s; looks like his brother will be coming over in a few days.
If anyone in your families is idle and not afraid of hard work, ntion it…”
“I have soone!” Heizi was the first to jump in.
“Right now, our Cattle Market isn’t busy, and my brother has beco idle.
Can he co?”
“Isn’t that obvious?” Yan Fei rolled his eyes.
“Did he need your permission to co?
We’re seriously short-staffed, and you just think of telling now?
Anyone else with idle family mbers should give it so thought.
They need to be reliable and not too loose-lipped; we can’t use anyone blabbering all over the place.”
As soon as they ntioned needing soone tight-lipped, Old Gao, holding his bowl, cheerfully chid in, “If you’re talking about keeping secrets, I know a guy.
He’d been in jail for fighting and just got out recently.
Heard he’s been involved in quite a few things, but the courts only convicted him on one charge, and that was the ti he was caught on the spot by the police…”
Soone who could resist to the end even in jail surely was tight-lipped.
But now it was Boss Yan hiring workers, not recruiting secret agents or anything.
So, when Old Gao said this, everyone felt it was a bit odd—like sothing inherently unfitting but indescribable about it.
Seeing everyone’s silence, Old Gao, still clueless, continued, “What’s with that look?
Didn’t the boss say he wanted soone tight-lipped?
The guy I ntioned is extrely discreet; if it were warti, he’d be the type captured by the enemy and still wouldn’t spill any secrets…
Right, Old Li?
Such talent is only found in the military, isn’t it?”
Talent?
More like misfit talent.
As soon as Old Gao finished speaking, the room fell silent for a mont, then burst into laughter.
Several people nearly choked on their noodles; a few nearly dropped their bowls…
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