In my heart, Jing Jian deeply admired Wang Ruolin's professionalism. But he kept holding himself? He could only respect Xie Bumin. Jing Jian quickly refused: "If you have something tonight, if you really have something to do, I'll let me take a day off. Please, please."

Wang Ruolin glanced suspiciously: "It's Xiao Chu again?"

"hehe."

Wang Ruolin had no choice but to do anything: "I'll go to the experiment later. You take the table on the table over there first. It's the difficult points you raised last week. I've classified them all, some have even made exercises and listed the reference books. There are two books that I can't remember the page count, so you need to read them yourself. Also, there are still a few points you submitted last time, and I still haven't fully understood. I've commented on you with a red pen, and you can take a look. In addition, I can't be sure that the blue pen is correct, that's just my personal understanding. I also asked Professor Rong, who said that this is an international research topic now and there is still no conclusion. I think if you are interested, you can become your professional direction when you study for a master's degree in the future. In addition..."

"What about God, there is still?"

"Be serious, I'll take this book first and tell you..."

“…”

By this time, Jing Jian's grades had made great progress and had already firmly ranked in the middle and upper reaches of the class. Undoubtedly, Wang Ruolin's help was of great significance, and of course... and Chu Yueting.

But on the other hand, during the period of enrollment, all the students were holding back their energy, but now in the second grade, some began to fall behind. Some were unconsciously relaxed, some were distracted, some were obsessed with social activities and wanted to squeeze into the student union... But the most was to devote all their energy to TOEFL and want to get into the public school. And so far, there have been three students in Jing Jian's class, and almost all other students were competing in secret.

On the contrary, it is rare for Jing Jian to read books wholeheartedly and read good books without any other ideas.

Finally, after listening to it, Jing Jian breathed a sigh of relief: "Are these journals still the same rules? Copy them, organize them before bringing them here?"

Wang Ruolin nodded and was very angry: "It's better to keep it on your side and wait until I need it. Last time I accidentally dropped a few pictures, and I was taken away. I don't know who did it? It's better to be careful."

Helplessly, if 1,000 yuan was lost in Huaqing, someone might still be honest, but if such a journal is exposed, it would definitely be that the fat sheep fell into the crocodile pond. Even those professors and elders would be confident. Therefore, they could not keep those journals in the dormitory of the two, so they could only be placed in Zhou Mei's copy shop, which was strictly confidential to the outside world. Jing Jian first summarized and sorted out the relevant information, and then brought it to Wang Ruolin to take notes.

"Haha." Jing Jian smiled, "Why do you feel like we are thieves?"

Wang Ruolin was also happy: "Even the thief is worse than the thief, I'd better spend the money yourself. But Xiao Jian, thank you for this."

"I'm here again, are you annoying? Money is used, books are read. I still think that when we use it, we will donate it all to the library."

"Actually, it's OK now? Let your sister copy them all and hand over the copy to the library first."

"It's true that you don't feel sorry for spending my sister-in-law's money, right?"

"Hehe, I really didn't think about it."

"Tsk, I've thought about it a long time ago, and I'm still waiting for you to say it? Tell you, some time ago, my sister-in-law's photocopier broke two, and she couldn't even get busy with it. The new machine has just arrived, and after finishing this time, I'll give it to the library."

"Then... I'll give it a copy, don't give it the original?"

"I know!"

Jing Jian sorted out the things and was about to leave. Suddenly, Wang Ruolin asked a hesitantly: "Xiao Jian, I just want to ask, what does that..., that... feel like a friend?"

"What?"

Wang Ruolin's face was full of expectations...

...

When I returned to my dormitory, I had just taken a breath and a young man broke in: "Brother Xiao Jian, Brother Xiao Jian, my sister-in-law is calling you, two of your fellow villagers are here."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"They are two big brothers who look exactly the same."

"Hmm? Brothers of Qi?"

Since that's the case, then go early. Jing Jian washed his face and shaved, changed his clothes, took the package of the journal, and took the half-year-old boy out of the dormitory.

The oldest boy is named Lu Jun, who is the younger brother of a comrade-in-arms. At that time, after they all went to the letter, there were only two people who came to join him. Little Qilu's younger brother Tian Ke and Lu Jun. After all, those comrades all had their own ideas at home.

The Dalin family also changed a lot. According to Jing Jian's idea at that time, he spent 8,600 yuan to buy a bungalow with a total area of ​​150 square meters in a street. Don't think that the price is cheap. At that time, the price was much higher than the market price. Initially, private property rights were very rare, and it was already very lucky to meet this company who implemented the policy and returned to the company and immigrated overseas. Zhou Mei often felt sorry for such a private house. Such a private house would have to pay 125 yuan of private stamp duty every year, which was even higher than the rent of some public houses.

Of course, Jing Jian knew that such private houses actually took a big advantage. But another thing is still very depressing, that is, registering a household registration. At this time, China's real estate market was not open at all. Without a Beijing household registration, you can't buy a house at all. The only opening opening is also a "preferential" foreign, Hong Kong and Macao people. They can buy export houses that are much higher than the market price. Of course, they can only buy them with foreign exchange, and there are very few people who buy them.

Jing Jian is a collective household registration in Huaqing, and Dalin's family's household registration is even more in the countryside. Therefore, strictly following the policy at that time, this house purchase behavior was actually illegal and illegal. Unless Jing Jian stayed in Beijing to work after graduation and had his own household registration, he could buy a house legally. Of course, in order to collect stamp duty on private houses, the housing management office can open his eyes, but if he wants to register at the police station, it is impossible.

Fortunately, there were many similar things at that time, and no one came to take care of them. As long as Dalin's family went to the police station to pay a monthly management fee of 1 yuan and received a temporary residence permit, they could stay in Beijing for a long time and would not be treated as blind deportation. So in the end, a black humor appeared - Dalin's family is currently living in the private room they purchased.

But no matter what, the house problem was finally solved. The tape and copy business went smoothly.

A few months later, tape sales did experience a big decline, but so far, it is better than expected. The daily shipment can still be maintained at around 300 units, and the profit per unit is still more than 2 yuan.
Chapter completed!