Late that night, after Gu Jia fell asleep, Wang Yan came to the terrace.
Facing the cold night wind, looking at the Bund opposite where there is music and dance every night, and looking at the Huangpu River flowing eastward.
Pull out the system panel and select Return.
A blue light flashed, and Wang Yan disappeared on the spot.
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When he opened his eyes again, Wang Yan was already lying on the bed in his shared apartment in Beijing.
The information in his mind was intertwined, but this time it was much better, with no impact at all. The main reason was that he had not spent a long time in "Nothing But Thirty", so the impact of this little memory on him was not that great compared to the forty years of accumulation he had made.
After lying down for a while and relaxing, Wang Yan got up and drank a glass of water.
He lit a cigarette, walked to the bed, opened the curtains, and looked at the night outside.
Pull out the system panel
Wang Yan
Attribute: Strength 20
Agility 20
Constitution 20
Spirit 18
Unassigned points 4
Storage space 2m
Skills: Fighting LV3
Computer Level 2
Chinese Studies Level 2
Philosophy Level 2
Calligraphy Level 1
Cooking Level 1
... Omit a bunch of skills.
His attributes hadn't changed, and since he wasn't there for very long, his skills hadn't changed much either. Management, sales, and everything else remained the same, still at level 3. In other words, he'd been writing and coding all along, so he'd gotten into calligraphy, and his computer skills were at level 2.
With his current computer skills, if he prepared specifically and boasted to the interviewer, he could probably earn 5,000 to 6,000 yuan. After all, many people who have just trained for four months can earn 5,000 to 6,000 yuan. He's learned more, more, and faster than them, so 5,000 to 6,000 yuan is not too much, and he might even make more.
Besides, to make things easier in the future, the system gave him the ability to control his fertility, meaning he could have children if he wanted to, and not have them if he didn't. Frankly, Wang Yan didn't want to have children casually in the film and television world. They were his own flesh and blood. He couldn't take care of them for long after they were born, and he would inevitably miss them when he returned to the real world. What was he trying to do? Wasn't he just asking for trouble?
Even now, the system still hasn't mentioned returning to a world he's already visited, so he thinks that's pretty much it. If he can't stay in a world for twenty or thirty years in the future, he definitely won't have children.
(PS: In the last chapter, an older brother talked about the issue of giving property to other people's children. The older brothers all said that I wrote an outline, but I don't have an outline myself. To be honest, I forgot about it. I always felt that something was missing when I wrote it yesterday, but I thought about it again. Gu Jia is indeed not suitable for having one child. I will make up for it here. After all, she will become the emperor in the future, so how can she talk about having her own children? As for why I wrote it here, it's because I never read the author's words when reading novels.)
After finishing a cigarette, Wang Yan washed up, tidied up and went to bed.
The next day, I woke up full of energy, did some exercise, and had breakfast.
Wang Yan began a busy day making a living, trading stocks and making harassing phone calls.
Life lasted for a week, and Wang Yan finally received his good news.
The commission is in place.
Wang Yan withdrew 50,000 yuan and received a little over 40,000 yuan. He didn't dare to withdraw all of it because the taxes were too high and he felt a little overwhelmed.
Besides, he still has to work for a while, so let's talk about it when the time comes. Anyway, he can't escape, so the less the better.
I transferred 5,000 to the boss and left 5,000 for living expenses.
There was no rush to pay off my credit card debt; my priority was to earn more money. I spent the remaining 30,000 yuan on my credit cards and then invested it all in the stock market.
Today during the day, a friend from college informed me in the group that he is getting married on the 15th of this month, which is next Friday.
He was one of eight brothers living in the same room. Normally, there would be four or six brothers, but he had no choice. Huaqing University and Peking University didn't accept him, so he had no choice but to come to this poor school.
Of course, having more people has its advantages. It’s so lively every day.
Since graduation, we've all been so scattered and living like dogs, it's so hard to see each other. Every once in a while, we have a meeting to chat. We usually drink and reminisce about the good old days. Honestly, I can't wait to see you again. It's mostly just bragging.
Everyone in the group spoke with one voice: let’s all go.
It just so happens that we haven’t seen each other for several years, so we’re all together this time.
He is not the first one to get married. He has married two people before him and they both have children.
This stung Wang Yan again.
In the following days, Wang Yan worked as usual. He was lucky enough to sell another house and earned 120,000 yuan.
Time passed quickly and it was Thursday. Wang Yan boarded a flight to Bashu.
My brother who was getting married was in a county town in Bashu. We took the high-speed train and arrived there.
Wang Yan saw his brothers waiting at the exit.
From a distance, I could see him jumping and shouting, and waving at him. Anyone with enough brain power could see it.
"Old Wang!"
"Lao Zhang." Wang Yan also responded loudly, his brother's name is Zhang Guang.
Completely ignoring the looks of those around him, he enthusiastically went forward and gave her a hug: "Oh my, I can't believe you're getting married too."
"Fuck, why can't I get married? Just because of what you said, you can drink and play forward."
"Drinking is fine, let me reveal a trick to my brother first. Are there enough bridesmaids?"
"You bastard. You don't even bother to care about me, but instead you start to criticize the bridesmaid." Zhang Guang cursed Wang Yan in his unique accent.
It's hard to deny the accent. I remember Zhang Guang arrived first when school started.
At that time, he also spoke fluent Trump. The two met and the following conversation took place.
"Hey, hello brother, my name is Wang Yan, what should I call you?"
"Oh, hello, I'm good. My name is Guang." The "Zhang" he said sounded like a cross between Zhang and Zeng. It was completely inaudible.
"What Guang? Zeng Guang?"
"Oh, it's wide."
"Come on, let me call you on my cell phone."
Only then did Wang Yan understand his last name.
Another scene is one night after the military training. Wang Yan and Zhang Guang were sleeping on opposite beds, and his child was pulled under Wang Yan's bed.
"Hey, Lao Wang, give me my baby."
"What the hell? You brought the child here? How come I didn't know? Haven't I seen it before?" Wang Yan was also stunned at that time, and spoke without thinking.
The whole day was spent in slippers.
(This is a true story, my last name is Zeng.)
Moreover, some of his classmates from Sichuan and Bashu speak Mandarin very well, but he doesn't know why, he always speaks in Trump's accent.
Add to that a room full of northerners—from Inner Mongolia, Dalian, Henan, Shenyang—and he's the only one from the south, so it's inevitable his accent will change, but damn, it becomes even weirder. Trump mixed with Northeastern dialect is just amazing. I've been back home for years, and I still haven't changed back.
"You already have a wife who loves you, why do you need an old man like me to care about you?"
"Alright, alright, I'm not going to argue with you anymore. Let's go, they're all here, waiting for you. They were coming too, but I stopped them because it was too much trouble."
As he said this, he reached out to help get something.
"You're welcome. I can take it myself. Let's go."
Zhang Guang drove Wang Yan to the hotel he arranged, where all the brothers were.
When they saw Wang Yan arrive, everyone started to criticize him, complaining that he was too late.
Wang Yan had only one thing to say about this: "Your father always appears last."
After laughing and scolding for a while, they continued their old conversation and went to eat in a noisy manner.
We had a lively drink and chatted about recent events.
Wang Yan was not too ostentatious. Feelings are a matter of many factors.
Everyone has a ruler in their heart, and the relationships among the eight of them are also close and distant, and there is also a ranking.
But everyone said in unison that Wang Yan had changed the most. Wang Yan didn't say much about it and quietly changed the subject.
To be honest, the level of these brothers is far inferior to his, and their influence is so subtle and silent that it is not even noticeable.
The next day, everyone got up early to pick up the bride and went through several levels.
Mainly out of happiness, Zhang Guang kept his promise. Faced with the beer displayed from the first floor to the second floor, he pushed Wang Yan up without any hesitation.
Wang Yan’s original alcohol tolerance was only average, but now he is no longer that little Amon.
Without saying a word, he drank half of the beer, which was almost a box of beer.
As for beer, as long as your stomach can hold it, you will drink it without stopping.
Originally, they were just trying to make things difficult for each other symbolically, and were about to give up drinking, but Wang Yan got off to a good start.
The other six brothers couldn't be cowards either, as they were all good drinkers. They drank as much as they could, and each of them drank about six or seven bottles on average.
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