Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 228 - 228 225 Unnecessary

Chapter 228: Chapter 225 Unnecessary Chapter 228: Chapter 225 Unnecessary By the time Jiang Yan and a few others finished, it was already ten o’clock in the evening.

Today is Friday, and the dormitory closes and turns off the lights at ten-thirty.

But neither Jiang Yan nor Mu Jiawen were going back to the dorm, as they had recently gotten used to spending Fridays at the Mu Family home, with Jiang Yan enjoying cooking, and even more so, them enjoying their meal together.

They were both heading to the same place, which was quite nice.

But Jing Junyang didn’t know they were going home to stay; he thought… and when they separated at the coffee shop’s entrance, he gave Jiang Yan an ambiguous wink.

Jiang Yan ignored him, and Mu Jiawen, familiar with the routine, slipped one of her hands into his pocket and then it was clasped by his large hand; the two of them strolled back leisurely.

…

The next day, Saturday, after breakfast, Jiang Yan went to Xinyu’s computer shop to deal with a backlog of orders that had built up recently.

Without pressure, there’s no motivation. Previously, the second-in-command had been too reliant on Jiang Yan; whenever he encountered something he didn’t understand, he’d just hand it over to Jiang Yan, sticking only to tasks he was good at, preferring to run errands rather than wracking his brain to think things through.

But recently, because Jiang Yan couldn’t leave the school and didn’t want to watch the orders slip away, he had no choice but to flip through books while asking Jiang Yan for guidance over the phone. Whenever Dai Lei came to give him lessons, it was like seeing a lifesaver; the two of them would listen to Jiang Yan’s explanations over the phone while discussing how to fix or assemble computers.

So, the shop had a new member recently – Dai Lei.

He was no longer just teaching the second-in-command twice a week; he was coming every day. Under Jiang Yan’s guidance, he was now able to assemble desktop computers independently.

When Jiang Yan arrived, Dai Lei hadn’t yet come, but to his surprise, he saw a stall selling vegetables in front of the shop.

Residents from the neighborhood came one after another. The young girl was quick and efficient at weighing, collecting money, and giving change; clearly, she was experienced at this kind of work.

“Maomao, when you come tomorrow, can you buy ten jin of eggs for me?”

“I want an old hen; see if you have any at your place.”

“I want…”

How long has she been selling here? She’s become so familiar with everyone.

Jiang Yan stood at the entrance for a short while, then pulled open the door and entered the shop.

“Did you hire the girl selling vegetables at the entrance?”

If the second-in-command hadn’t allowed it, she definitely wouldn’t have been able to set up her stall there.

“Here’s the thing, boss, Maomao doesn’t have a stall at the market, and she’s worried about city management when selling on the street. Since it’s getting cold, lots of people in the neighborhood don’t want to go to the vegetable market. So I thought, why not let her sell here every morning? It’s convenient for her, and it’s convenient for everyone else, killing two birds with one stone!”

This naive kindness…

Jiang Yan really wanted to ask him, do you know her well enough to let her sell vegetables at your doorstep?

What if she’s a pickpocket or gets other ideas?

But after thinking about it, he decided not to say anything.

Without learning a lesson the hard way, anything you say is useless.

There are too many people in the world who seem pitiable; you can’t help every single one of them.

Outside, Maomao quickly sold out her vegetables, tidied up, and came in to greet the second-in-command, “Brother, I’ve sold all my vegetables.”

“You don’t have school today since it’s Saturday, do you?”

“Yes, I do. We’re a graduating class of junior high and we don’t rest on Saturdays.”

“Then hurry up and go,” She finished speaking and remembered something, the second child introduced Jiang Yan to her, “This is my brother…”

Maomao was quick-witted and immediately shouted to Jiang Yan with a loud voice, “Big brother Tie, hello!”

Jiang Yan: …

“Hello.”

The second child chuckled awkwardly and did not offer any further explanation.

It wasn’t until after Maomao left that Jiang Yan remembered something; this Maomao, with her doll-like face resembling a child’s, looked very much like the big sister who once escaped with her, the one drawn by Jiajia.

Especially the eyes, round and bright like a cat’s.

But Jiang Yan didn’t think too much about it, attributing it to mere coincidence, as there were many people in the world who looked alike but were unrelated.

Soon after, Dai Lei, Weng Minhong, and Zhang Ting came over.

Zhang Ting smiled cheerily upon seeing him, “Monitor, I want to buy a computer, can you give me a discount?”

Jiang Yan glanced at her and pointed at the shelf nearby, “Depends on which model you want. The second child, show her around.”

Computers were not yet popular at that time, and less than half of their class had them. Surprisingly to Jiang Yan, aside from those who got them at the beginning of the term provided by their families, all those who acquired them later did so through him.

His classmates’ trust in him was beyond his expectation; after all, these were items worth several thousand, brandless at that. Their trust must be immense, or they simply had money to burn.

Weng Minhong had already gotten one from Jiang Yan, a laptop. Therefore, she suggested Zhang Ting get a laptop, but Zhang Ting found it too costly and also didn’t feel secure leaving it in the dorm. But you can’t carry it around with you whenever you step out, can you?

Moreover, taking it outside wouldn’t help as there was no internet access. After weighing the pros and cons, she opted for a desktop computer priced at three thousand five hundred.

Dai Lei could set that up, and he said to Zhang Ting, “If you’re not in a hurry, I can deliver it this afternoon. Oh, and does your dorm have an Ethernet cable?”

“Yes, Weng Minhong set it up early on; we just need to pull another cable out.”

They had originally thought Jiang Yan would do the delivery, but were unexpectedly met with Dai Lei doing it instead, which led to a mutual glance and some inevitable disappointment.

Zhang Ting nudged Weng Minhong’s arm and tilted her chin towards Jiang Yan, signaling her to speak up.

Weng Minhong pursed her lips and finally said, “Jiang Yan, Christmas is coming up next week. Do you think our class should organize an event?”

The usual course load at Beijing University hardly gave anyone a chance to breathe, so they thought of having an event for the foreign holiday to relax for once.

“I heard the Foreign Languages Faculty is holding a Christmas party, and the Finance Faculty will join. Class One has their dinner planned for Christmas Eve. Don’t you think we should do something too?”

Jiang Yan, who was studying a blueprint, barely furrowed his brow at the suggestion.

“There’s no need. Just a few days after Christmas, it’s New Year’s Day, and the school has a New Year’s welcome party. Just attend that,” he said.

He had never paid much attention to Western holidays and genuinely saw no point, so he flat-out refused, giving Weng Minhong no room for negotiation.

The two girls were not satisfied; it was a rare Western holiday. Were they really going to let it pass without doing anything?

They wanted to persuade their class leader again, but Jiang Yan turned his head and looked at them, “Final exams are next month, and you girls have not been performing very well lately. Instead of focusing on this, you should consider how to boost the girls’ enthusiasm for studying and aim to get the top spot in the college during the final exams.”

Upon hearing Jiang Yan say this, the girls’ faces soured. Just a few days earlier, several professors had mentioned the same thing in class—they said the boys in their class were generally excelling, but the girls were disappointingly lacking and needed to make a lot of effort to catch up.

If the girls in their class were compared with those in other classes, they would outperform them by a large margin. The problem was that the boys in their class were fiercely competitive, perhaps inspired by having Jiang Yan among them, acting as if they had never left their senior year in high school. The scores they achieved in the monthly exams were practically eye-popping.

Jiang Yan probably didn’t know that Class One and several other classes were badmouthing him and his class behind their backs.

This was especially true for the class presidents of those classes; because of Jiang Yan, they faced considerable disdain from their professors.