Yan Fei discovered that Jiang Chen was actually very smart, and Jiang Chen could understand most of the questions he said, and with a little change, Jiang Chen could also answer by analogy.

Yan Fei felt very relieved. If this trend continues, as long as Jiang Chen doesn't act like a monster, maybe he can still fight in his senior year.

Jiang Chen felt that Yan Fei was really annoying. Once he did a wrong question, his delicate and fair face immediately sank, and his gaze became dangerous. Only by following his heart and doing the right thing can he show his good face for a moment.

The questions Yan Fei gave Jiang Chen were all basic questions. In order to make the students understandable, Yan Fei thought of countless simple and easy-to-understand teaching methods, which attracted many students with weak foundations in the class.

At first everyone didn't dare to go forward, because the scumbags are usually intimidating, and the bullies are usually very indifferent to others, but when everyone slowly came together, Yan Fei didn't say anything, and someone occasionally asked Yan Fei will help answer the questions. Of course, his focus is still on Jiang Chen, but even so, everyone is very satisfied.

Soon, the corner of the classroom became everyone's favorite gathering place on weekdays, and there was a bright road leading to the university here.

Over time, Jiang Chen was quite unhappy.

I don't know if he is upset that Yan Fei forced him to study, or if he is upset that so many people run here after class.

"You might as well start a cram school." Jiang Chen said angrily.

"No." Yan Fei said indifferently, "You think I can afford it if I have money?"

Jiang Chen: "...I didn't pay the money either." Or you can let me go.

Jiang Chen didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence, but Yan Fei understood his meaning and sneered: "You, don't even think about it."

Jiang Chen: "..."

Yan Fei, you wait, sooner or later you will regret it.

The physics class representative came over with the paper and said cautiously, "Yan Fei, I'm not very good at this question, can you explain it to me?"

Yan Fei glanced at it. He had just explained this topic to Jiang Chen, so he raised his leg and kicked Jiang Chen's chair: "You tell him."

"Me?" Jiang Chen pointed to his nose incredulously, "Are you okay? Will he listen to me if I dare to tell you?"

The physics class representative looked at this and that, and touched his nose: "Forget it, I'll go back and think about it."

The physics class representative turned and left. Yan Fei looked at Jiang Chen with a faint light in his slightly squinted eyes, which made Jiang Chen's heart tremble.

"You, come back to me." Jiang Chen suddenly patted the table.

The physics class representative paused after being yelled at, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Chen beckoning to him impatiently, "Come here, I'll tell you."

"No, no need..."

Jiang Chen turned cold.

The physics class representative ran over in a small step, and put the paper on the table: "Let's talk about this question."

Jiang Chen looked at the question, then picked up a pen and began to speak ferociously, while the physics class representative next to him listened tremblingly, like a poor little white rabbit being suppressed.

It's so fresh to learn scumbag lectures, one dares to speak and the other dares to listen.

Everyone looked at this scene and felt somewhat absurd.

A few minutes later, the representative of the physics class suddenly said: "Oh, I understand, I understand, so it is like this."

"Thank you, Jiang Chen, you spoke very well."

The whole class: "..." The scumbags counterattacked?

The representative of the physics class left happily, not at all minding that the person who gave him the lecture just now was the last one in the whole year.

Yan Fei felt that Jiang Chen was doing well, so he took out a piece of cheese candy from the hole in the table and put it on Jiang Chen's table: "Well said."

Jiang Chen looked at the candy on the table and couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you training the dog?" He slapped the candy.

Yan Fei raised his eyebrows: "You think so? Then forget about it." Yan Fei reached out to touch the candy on the table, but Jiang Chen took it in his hand first.

Yan Fei smiled, took out a bag from his schoolbag and handed it to Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen opened it and found two bags of cheese and two bags of beef jerky inside.

This was brought back by his father from Inner Mongolia, and he never found a chance to show it to him.

Jiang Chen looked at the two bags of snacks, and his heart couldn't help but start beating.

And such a good thing?

Is the sun out in the west?

Did Yan Fei suddenly develop a conscience?

"Bring me Jiang Guo, thank you." Yan Fei said.

"..." Xueba has no heart.

……

The monthly exam is Friday, and it happens to be a holiday after the exam.

After the exam, Yan Fei felt that the questions were okay and not too difficult. Although these few days of tutoring would not drastically change Jiang Chen's grades, Yan Fei felt that Jiang Chen would at least not be the last one this time.

At home on Saturday, Yan Fei called his grandparents and talked for more than an hour. The two of them were in good health. Until Yan Fanlin had an accident, the old couple could help take care of him.

Yan Fanlin and Chen Ying were not at home, Yan Fei had lunch by himself, and wandered the streets by himself in the afternoon.

The reason why I didn't call Meng Xi was because Meng Xi was going to remedial classes. Although high school only had a holiday every two weeks, Meng Xi still couldn't get rid of the nightmare of going to remedial classes.

At this time, the surrounding real estate is not as dense as ten years later, but there are also many real estate under construction. In this era, except for those who speculate in real estate, many people are less likely to buy a house if they have a place to live. Buying a house is very difficult. The second is that I am very worried about buying a house with a loan. After all, I owe such a large sum of money to the bank and I have no idea.

Back then, his parents also thought the same way, so they still advocated saving money to buy a house, or buying a house with a loan from relatives. After hearing this, his parents waved their hands again and again: "No, no, the mortgage of more than 1000 a month will be loaned for two or 30 years. Who can pay it back, besides, there is interest, isn’t that sending money to the bank? It’s not worth it, it’s not worth it.”

Later, when buying a small apartment for Yan Fei, he bought it in full. Although it was small, he had no debts and was at ease.

Yan Fei walked into a sales office, and no one came to greet Yan Fei, who looked like a student at first glance, and Yan Fei didn't care, he just watched in front of the sand table.

Yan Fei is very familiar with this neighborhood, because he will live here ten years later.

This community was developed by Jiang Chen's father, and Jiang Chen has two houses here.

Now this community is still a little remote, and there is no business district around, but ten years later, the supporting facilities of hospitals, shopping malls, supermarkets and schools here are all top-notch, and it has become one of the most cost-effective communities in this city.

Several staff members of the sales office looked at Yan Fei several times, but they didn't come forward.

After all, all the people who come in are customers, so you can't rush out, but it's obviously impossible for a student to buy a house, and it's a waste of time to take the initiative to entertain.

Among the many buildings on the sand table, Yan Fei found exactly the one where he and Jiang Chen lived, and at the same time saw the row of door houses next to them.

After more than ten years, the commercial value of this row of leading houses is not small.

Jiang Chen's father is also very business-minded. At the beginning, these front houses were sold, but later they only rented them. A classmate of Yan Fei wanted to rent a shop here to do business. The rent was extremely expensive. The next best thing I could do was to choose a shop in the next street.

Of course, this place no longer belonged to the Jiang family at that time.

Yan Fei wondered if his family had enough money to pay the down payment for a front door house.

"Hello, do you want to buy a house?" A polite voice came from the side.

Yan Fei turned his head and met his eyes with the upright young man in a white shirt and black trousers with combed hair.

blue hair.

It was the blue hair who was kicked by Jiang Chen that night.

Blue hair can no longer be called blue hair at this time, because his hair has changed color and become light yellow.

Let's call him Huangmao now.

Yan Fei didn't expect Huang Mao to have a serious job, he thought he was just a street gangster.

But when you think about it, the punks also have to eat.

Where do you get money if you don't work.

Huang Mao didn't expect to meet Yan Fei here, and opened his mouth in surprise.

The two looked at each other for a while, Yan Fei spoke first: "Yes, I want to buy a house, please introduce me."

Huang Mao snorted: "Do you know whose real estate this is?"

"I know." Yan Fei slowly walked along the sand table, "I came here for his real estate."

Fine.

Huang Mao is dedicated to his work, so he started to introduce Yan Fei in a serious manner. Maybe it was not long after joining the job, and he didn't understand a lot of things. The introduction was so confusing that Yan Fei wanted to laugh when he heard it.

"Jiang Chen asked you to work here?" Yan Fei asked.

"Yes." Huang Mao said, "He said the commission is high, I'll give it a try."

Yan Fei glanced at Huang Mao's badge, Wu Shuai.

My handsome, the name has such a big face.

"Are you buying it? You buy it. If you buy it, I can get a commission on the first order." Wu Shuai's eyes lit up. "I can't grab them, and I can't open an order. You buy it, buy it."

"Did you forget when you blocked me and wanted to hit me?" Yan Fei said deliberately.

"Hey, I'd have forgotten it if you didn't mention it." Wu Shuai pouted, "Jiang Chen is an idiot, let us fight, and in the end he beat me up, so I messed up whoever I provoked."

Yan Fei smiled, pointed to one of the buildings and said, "802, Building [-], please calculate the price for me."

"No." Wu Shuai shook his head, "This has already been sold, not only this house, but this building has already been sold out. It’s close to the river, and the scenery is good. If you don’t buy it, you won’t be able to buy it again. I’ll give you an internal price.”

Yan Fei said: "Just help me calculate 802, I want to know how much it is." Of course he knew that this building was sold out, but two of them were kept by Jiang Chen's father, and the house was hung up to Jiang Chen. under the name of Chen.

Seeing that Yan Fei insisted, Wu Shuai didn't say any more, took him to sit down on the sofa next to him, took out a pen and paper and started counting the money for Yan Fei.

After calculating for a long time, Wu Shuai rubbed his head: "Hey, what's the bank interest rate today? What about the loan?"

"..."

Yan Fei took the pen from Wu Shuai's hand: "I'd better do it myself."

Wu Shuai looked at Yan Fei and calculated several loan methods, repayable in 20 years, repayable in 30 years, equal principal, equal principal and interest, and Wu Shuai was dumbfounded.

"Then what, Xueba." Wu Shuai poured a glass of water for Yan Fei, smiling, "Look, I just came here, and I can't learn many things, and they are not willing to teach me. You see, you have No time to teach me."

Wanting to be a salesperson in a sales office is not without barriers. Someone like Wu Shuai who has not studied much and can't understand mathematics can't get in at all, and it's such a big company, without Jiang Chen's relationship, People definitely don't want him.

"No." Yan Fei shook his head.

"Why?" Wu Shuai was anxious, "It's because of what happened that day, isn't that a misunderstanding? Didn't it work out in the end? You see, Jiang Chen is still protecting you. In the end, I was the only one among so many people. Glory was injured, my leg was bruised for several days, Jiang Chen is not a bad guy."

Yan Fei has no memory of Wu Shuai, and Jiang Chen has quite a few friends, but the one Jiang Chen has the most contact with is Nan Qing.

During the three years he was with Jiang Chen, apart from Nan Qing, Jiang Chen never took him to meet other friends, and Yan Fei couldn't match who he mentioned occasionally.

"How did you and Jiang Chen meet?" Yan Fei asked.

"I took someone to Nanqing's place for barbecue. I drank too much and got into a fight with him. Jiang Chen pressed him directly on the table." Wu Shuai rubbed his face, and he still felt ashamed when he mentioned this matter. He was two years older than Jiang Chen, who was only sixteen at the time.

"Once you're born and you know each other, you'll know each other." Wu Shuai smiled, "Just help me out, for Jiang Chen's sake."

I don't know which words Wu Shuai said played a role, Yan Fei thought for a while: "I'll go back and think about it."

Wu Shuai's eyes lit up: "Come on, I'll wait for your good news."

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