novelraw Chapter 103 : Su He: Xiao Mo, congratulations on getting rich
Chapter 103 : Su He: Xiao Mo, congratulations on getting rich
Chapter 103: Su He: Xiao Mo, congratulations on getting rich
How to put it… whether this course was useful or not mostly depended on the teacher, but the majority of teachers who taught this course were those who had passed their postgraduate entrance exams and stayed at the school, directly taking up a teaching position.
This resulted in many of the teachers who taught students how to find employment never having gone out to look for a job themselves. A person who had never looked for a job teaching another group of people how to look for jobs—no matter how one looked at it, this felt bizarre.
But it could not be said that this course was completely useless. After all, the very act of running this course helped solve the employment problem of some teachers.
After all, this teacher started right off with the definition of employment, then China’s employment policies, followed by the current employment situation and the relationship between employment and life ideals.
In short, the lecture covered everything, except how to actually find a job.
But could the students simply refuse to attend this course? Of course not—otherwise the teacher would lose their job.
And so it became what it was now: only scheduled in the senior year when there were no other classes, using the students’ anxiety about graduation to force everyone to attend.
Great. Forget about employment—before even stepping out of the school gates, society had already given them a lesson.
In the end, not even halfway through, half the students in the classroom were already drowsy, while the other half kept their heads down playing games. Those with partners were holding hands in the corners, occasionally sneaking in a nibble or two.
Of course, the reason half the students were sleepy might have been because they had no partner, and did not want to watch others nibbling, so they slept instead.
As for the teacher on the podium, he was not angered by the students’ behavior. His lecture speed did not slow down at all. Simply put, he was reading directly from the textbook, occasionally inserting some glorious anecdotes of how impressive he had been back in the day, ending with a line like: “If I hadn’t stayed to teach at the university, who knows how impressive I’d be now.”
And in order to prevent students from escaping halfway through, the class was set up as a 90-minute session, the point being: “Since you’ve come, don’t even think about leaving.”
After one smooth combo of routines, whether the students gained anything for their employment was unclear, but the teacher had indeed completed his own job: daily attendance check-in +1.
Lin Mo and class monitor Wang Jing gossiped again after listening for half an hour, while Wang Chu occasionally chimed in from the side.
As for Sichuan Girl, she was not interested in Zhao Tingting’s incident at all, scrolling through Douyin beauties and casually chatting with female streamers.
Indeed, Sichuan Girl’s phone was now filled with contacts of many beauties and big-name streamers, since he often did joint streams with them.
Most of them were female streamers, and for some reason, Li Shiya’s appearance was especially popular in the female streamer circle. No one knew what she really looked like in reality, but online she was always considered a beauty.
Finally, class ended, and the roomful of people poured out.
At the snack street by the back gate of the school, in front of a coarse grain pancake stall, Lin Mo was standing in line, with two people ahead of him.
Wang Chu, Sichuan Girl, and class monitor Wang Jing waited beside him.
The four of them had originally planned to eat at the cafeteria, but since the classroom was a bit far away, by the time they got there it was already packed. After a quick discussion, they decided to eat outside instead.
It helped that their class monitor had a straightforward personality. Otherwise, an ordinary girl would not have come out to eat with them.
“Nine cups? My god, there’s really such a thing? So Wang Bo, you gave up then?” Wang Jing asked in surprise.
To this, Wang Chu gave a bitter smile and nodded: “She’s not interested in me, I can’t just be a simp, right? Besides, I’m not that petty. Just because she rejected me, would I go around badmouthing her? It’s not that big of a deal, not worth it!”
Seeing that Wang Chu did not seem to be lying, Wang Jing finally relaxed: “Giving up is good too. You two really aren’t suitable. You couldn’t handle someone like her.”
Seeing this, Lin Mo laughed and said: “See? Didn’t I say so? Wang Chu isn’t that petty, and besides, he doesn’t even have the brains for that kind of scheming.”
At first, Wang Jing had suspected that Zhao Tingting’s matter was done by Wang Chu. After all, he had a motive, and through Lin Mo she had learned that Wang Chu had liked her for three years, so naturally he was the prime suspect.
“That’s true too… then who could it be?” Wang Jing muttered, rubbing her chin.
Hearing this, Lin Mo and Wang Chu exchanged a glance, both thinking of the same person: the current student council president, Zhou Yong.
Especially since last night when they saw Zhou Yong looking at Zhao Tingting with eyes full of viciousness and jealousy. Plus, as student council president, he could certainly do some tricks on the campus network.
But both of them tacitly chose not to speak. Not because they feared offending him, but because there was no need to get involved in such messy affairs—it was thankless, and besides, they had no evidence.
Just then, it was finally Lin Mo’s turn in line. He quickly stepped forward and said:
“Boss, one pancake wrap, add an egg, lettuce, chicken strips, sausage, no spicy sticks, scallions, and brush on salty sauce.”
“Alright, one moment!” The stall owner responded and skillfully began making it.
Turning back, Lin Mo asked Wang Jing: “Big class monitor, don’t you want one? The pancakes here are amazing, I’m telling you.”
“Stop right there, bro. This kind of pancake wrap is called a cult back in my hometown.” Wang Jing quickly waved her hands, refusing.
“How is it a cult? It tastes good!” Lin Mo was puzzled.
Wang Jing sneered: “I’m from Tianjin. I let you eat it, fine—you’ve been here more than three years, I’m used to it. But you want me to eat it? You might as well just say you want me dead.
Our pancake wraps only have pancakes and fried dough sticks—no lettuce, no spicy sticks, no sausage. And we don’t need to wait in line; just crack in two eggs and that’s it.
Your kind of pancake wrap wouldn’t even pass security back home!”
Lin Mo: …
Alright then, though he didn’t understand other regions’ food cultures, he respected them. After all, on the internet there were people who dipped dumplings in ketchup, ate sweet and sour pork with yogurt, or added fruit salad into spicy soup. It was easy to drive locals crazy.
Hearing this, Wang Chu and Sichuan Girl burst out laughing. But one had to admit, the big class monitor truly lived up to being from Tianjin—she spoke like she was performing crosstalk.
“Fine, fine, don’t eat then. I’ll have it myself!”
Soon, the pancake was ready. Lin Mo paid, and the four went to a nearby malatang stall to eat.
Because he was taking Chinese medicine, he had to avoid spicy food, which was why he bought a pancake wrap. He hadn’t expected it to be considered heresy.
During the meal, Wang Jing highly praised Wang Chu’s decisive attitude in giving up, saying he looked silly on the outside but was actually quite resolute. This flattery made Wang Chu grin from ear to ear.
After lunch, Wang Chu and Sichuan Girl went to Chengyue Community to shoot some footage, while Lin Mo and the class monitor walked back.
“Hey, do you think Wang Bo really gave up this time? Won’t he end up unable to let go, and go back to simping?”
Walking back to the dorms, Wang Jing asked.
“He probably won’t. Since she already rejected him outright, he can’t just cling shamelessly, can he? Besides, this time with Zhao Tingting’s incident, even though someone clearly set her up, part of it was still true. Wang Chu can see that.
He’ll feel hurt, sure, but he’s not a simp. Give it some time, he’ll get over it.”
Lin Mo said. Compared to Wang Jing, he knew Wang Chu better—they’d lived in the same dorm for three years.
“Alright then, that’s good. Okay, I’ll head off now!”
With that, big class monitor Wang waved happily and headed toward the girls’ dormitory.
Lin Mo froze for a second, then the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. He muttered in disbelief:
“Heh~ no way?”
Meanwhile, in Miss Yuan’s family living room, the atmosphere was tense.
“I have class at 8 a.m.! Are you sick? I already said I won’t meet him, won’t meet him, won’t meet him. I’ve said it three times already—are you deaf?”
Miss Yuan’s eyes blazed with anger as she pointed at a young man and cursed him out.
“How can you talk like that? Your cousin is doing this for your own good, how can you still insult him?”
At this moment, a round-bodied, rough-faced man in his fifties shouted angrily. This was Yuan Meng’s second uncle, Jiang Jianshe. And the one being cursed at was his son, Jiang Hao.
“Second brother, sit down! What are you shouting for!” Beside him, Yuan Meng’s eldest uncle, Jiang Jianguo, scolded. Even though he was older now, his very tone carried an intimidating pressure—the aura of someone who had long held a leadership post in the system.
“Big brother, just look at this girl!” Jiang Jianshe complained, clearly unhappy.
At this moment, Jiang Hao spoke up: “Yuanyuan, this is the son of our bureau chief’s family. If not for us being close relatives, how could I think of such a good thing for you? If you two were to be together, it’d be a perfect combination of business and politics—what a blessing!
Besides, what’s wrong with meeting him just once? I already said yes to him. If you don’t show up now, aren’t you putting me in a difficult spot?”
“What’s wrong with you? Would you want this so-called blessing for yourself?
If you’re introducing someone to me, shouldn’t you at least ask for my opinion first? Since when did I need you to decide for me? What, just because he’s the bureau chief’s son, I have to meet him?
And whether you’re embarrassed or not has nothing to do with me. When you went and agreed on a meeting without even telling me, did you think about how awkward that made me? Now you want me to consider your feelings? You’ve got some nerve.
If you want to curry favor, go do your own simping. Don’t use me as your bargaining chip. You think I can’t see through your little tricks?”
Miss Yuan’s face flushed red with anger as she shouted.
Throughout this, Old Yuan and Mrs. Jiang sat on the sofa, expressionless and silent, their stance already clear.
Normally, parents would have already stepped in to scold their child. Their silence now meant they were holding back to save the others’ face.
It turned out that both of Mrs. Jiang’s elder brothers had come because her second brother’s son wanted to introduce a partner to Yuan Meng—the son of his boss.
But since the two families weren’t that close, they had brought along the eldest, Jiang Jianguo.
At first, when they were eating, the atmosphere was somewhat mild. But halfway through, Jiang Hao could not wait any longer and revealed the plan, saying the boy’s family was with the Water Conservancy Bureau, and that their families were a good match. He had already agreed to the meeting.
As for the young man’s looks, judging from the photo, he could not have been more average. Yet Jiang Hao praised him to the skies.
But everyone present was no fool. It was obvious what this father and son were up to.
Besides, Mrs. Jiang’s eldest brother was already a leader in Jiangning’s public security system. If they truly wanted to arrange a political match, would they need this father and son?
“Younger aunt, I’m doing this out of kindness. Look at Yuanyuan—” Jiang Hao’s face turned red as he looked at Mrs. Jiang.
“Yuanyuan’s matters are for her to decide. Since she doesn’t like it, then forget it. No need for you to trouble yourselves.” Mrs. Jiang replied indifferently.
Hearing this, second brother Jiang Jianshe immediately said: “Little sister, his conditions are excellent. What a pity to miss out. Also, what kind of upbringing have you given this girl? She curses at people, doesn’t even respect her elders!”
“Second brother!” Mrs. Jiang shot up to her feet, her voice rising sharply: “How I educate my daughter is my business. What, disagreeing with you now means she doesn’t respect you?
Yuanyuan is my daughter no matter what—she doesn’t need you to discipline her. You should worry more about your own family. Our family doesn’t need your concern.
And let me tell you this: I’ll be reporting today’s matter to Dad. From now on, let’s stop meeting, so no one ends up unhappy!”
Her words made it clear—Mrs. Jiang was truly angry.
“Little sister, calm down, calm down!” Eldest brother Jiang Jianguo quickly tried to smooth things over. Were they really about to cut ties?
“Big brother, you were here today too—you saw what happened. Let’s leave it at that. I won’t keep you for dinner.” Mrs. Jiang said coldly.
“If you won’t keep us, then fine! You think we care? Son, let’s go!”
Seeing it was hopeless, Jiang Jianshe grabbed his son and stormed off.
“Little sister, ah, this is my fault. I thought second brother had changed and wanted to mend ties. If I’d known they were planning this, I’d never have come!” Jiang Jianguo sighed, regret written all over his face. But more than regret, it was anger at his brother.
Scheming only against his own family, but useless outside.
“Big brother, I know. I don’t blame you. Please let Dad know—I’ll bring my wife over another day. After all these years, don’t I know you by now?” At this, Old Yuan finally spoke.
Don’t be fooled—Mrs. Jiang could get angry, but since this was her own family’s business, if her husband spoke up, it would carry a different weight.
“Alright, then I’ll head off.” Jiang Jianguo thought it over, sighed, and left as well.
Watching her eldest uncle’s car disappear, Yuan Meng said: “Mom, didn’t I say nothing good ever comes when second uncle’s family shows up? You didn’t believe me.
Was he really trying to introduce someone to me? No, he was using me as a favor to trade, and he thought he was being clever. We’re supposed to be grateful too?”
Listening to her daughter’s complaints, Old Yuan patted her shoulder and gave her a wink, telling her to stop.
After all, the one who felt most upset by this was his wife. Her own family doing something like this—it was heartbreaking.
Meanwhile, Lin Mo also received a call from his cousin.
The moment the call connected, her crisp laughter came through: “Hey, Xiao Mo, congratulations on getting rich!”
Lin Mo: ???
“Brigade Commander?”