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Chapter 87: No Money

"Ye Tian, ​​what happened?" Yu Qingya asked after taking the phone from Ye Tian.

"My dad is in trouble in the antique business. The items he bought are fake and I'm afraid he'll throw them away..."

Ye Tian stood up as he spoke, "Qingya, let's go, go to the bank to transfer some money to my dad, I'm afraid I'll have to get off work..."

"Ye Tian, ​​do you want...do you want to tell my dad to turn around some money for Uncle Ye first?"

Yu Qingya bit her lip, looked at Ye Tian's face, and then said carefully: "Ye Tian, ​​don't think too much, my dad has always said that he wants to thank Uncle Ye, and besides, this is a loan, and it doesn't mean that you don't have to pay it back...

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In the past two years, Yu Haoran's company purchased a batch of the most advanced foreign textile equipment. However, after the manufacturer's technical staff returned, an operating error caused damage to the computer control panel in the equipment, and the entire assembly line was damaged.

It came to a standstill.

The reason why Yu Haoran purchased this batch of equipment was for a large overseas order. If the equipment could not be repaired in a short period of time, his losses would be great. He found many people in Shanghai but could not repair it, so Yu Haoran was so anxious.

Swirling around in awe.

Coincidentally, Ye Dongping happened to be in Shanghai during those few days. When he saw his old friend looking anxious, he went to the factory to give it a try.

After some inspections and phone calls with foreign manufacturers, Ye Dongping, who majored in mechanics, actually repaired the equipment. Speaking of which, Yu Haoran really owed Ye Dongping a big favor.

Seeing Yu Qingya's cautious look, Ye Tian couldn't help laughing and said, "Why are you looking like this? Just borrow money, are you afraid of hurting your boyfriend's self-esteem?"

"Whose boyfriend are you? Why are you getting thicker and thicker?" Yu Qingya was thin-skinned. Her pretty face turned red when Ye Tian said it, and she stamped her feet angrily.

Ye Tian smiled and did not argue, and said: "Qingya, my dad's antique business has been going very smoothly these years. A small loss is nothing, just survive this period. If necessary, my dad will

Speaking to Teacher Yu..."

"Okay then, I'll accompany you to remit the money..." Yu Qingya nodded and said nothing more, walking to the bank in front of the school with Ye Tian.

After remitting the money, Ye Tian called his father again, but he couldn't get through. He had no choice but to give up now. He knew that his father would definitely go to the bank to check tomorrow.

Sure enough, Ye Dongping saw his son's remittance the next day.

Although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, Ye Dongping also knew that his son was right. As long as he lasted these two months and let those people know that he was not short of funds, some people would naturally buy the items in his collection at normal prices.

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After solving his father's problem, Ye Tian's life became more difficult. Although he still had more than 5,000 yuan on hand, his martial arts training expenses were also huge.

As the saying goes, the poor in culture and the rich in martial arts, no matter in ancient or modern times, people without any wealth really don't dare to go to such trouble, just eating can make people poor. It has just entered mid-October, and 5,000 yuan has become 3,000 yuan.

Blocked.

Ye Tian also faced this problem squarely at this time. 3,000 yuan could only last for two months at most. If his father still couldn't make enough money, the skills he had practiced for more than ten years would have to stop.

But after thinking about it, Ye Tian didn't have any good ideas. There was a work-study job in the school, but the one or two hundred yuan a month was really a drop in the bucket for Ye Tian. It wasn't enough for him to have a meal.

"How about going to Tianqiao to have your fortune told?"

This idea suddenly appeared in Ye Tian's mind, but he quickly dismissed it.

It's not that Ye Tian can't discredit this college student, the key is that he is the fiftieth generation descendant of the majestic lineage. If he really went to Tianqiao to set up a stall and his master found out, he would be so angry that he wouldn't even be able to live for two years.

Even if you want to ask people for divination, you have to go up a level, just like the master, you have to pick a fat sheep and slaughter it? Otherwise, the 5 yuan per time divination gold from the overpass will not even cost Ye Tian the money to take the bus back and forth.

Not enough.

"Third brother, why are you so dazed? Let's go to the stadium and play some ball..."

After dinner, he returned to the dormitory. When Ye Tian was thinking hard about making money, Xu Zhennan threw the ball to him lying on the bed.

After more than a month of running in, Ye Tian and his small group, like all college students, arranged their seats according to age.

Xu Zhennan became the eldest son at 20 this year. Chen Xiaozhong was six months older than Ye Tian and became the second child. As for Ao Haiming, who was three months younger than Ye Tian and became the youngest child, he was only the eldest and second child every day.

’s name came up.

"Boss, I'm not going. I found a book yesterday. Let's take a look at it tonight. You can call the second and fourth sons to go..." Ye Tian sat up and threw the basketball back to Xu Zhennan. What could he do now?

The thought of playing ball.

Although he had a good relationship with these brothers, Ye Tian, ​​like his father, had the temper of not asking for help in everything, so Xu Zhennan and others did not know what happened in Ye Tian's family.

"The two boys went to the library and said there were many beauties there..."

Xu Zhennan curled his lips disdainfully, "We've been here for a week, but we haven't met either of them. Come on, you can read a book. Let's go have supper together in the evening. The newly opened restaurant in Ximen has good cooking...

"

Xu Zhennan is a sports fanatic. When Ye Tian refused to go, he ran out of the dormitory holding the basketball.

But before Ye Tian's head touched the pillow, the door of the dormitory opened with a bang, and Xu Zhennan, who had just ran out, rushed in like a gust of wind and pulled Ye Tian up.

"Hey, hey, boss, didn't you say you won't go? By the way, why are your eyes so red?"

Ye Tian didn't understand. Wasn't he just playing basketball? As for being so excited? Looking at Xu Zhennan, he looked like a bull in a bullring.

After hearing Ye Tian's words, Xu Zhennan waved his hands repeatedly, pointed out the window and said: "No... it's not about playing ball, Ye Tian, ​​those two beauties are here to see you, the one from the journalism department named Wei Rongrong..."

Last week, Ye Tian made an appointment with Yu Qingya and Wei Rongrong, girls from the dormitory, to have a social gathering with his dormitory. It was said to be a social gathering, but in fact it was just Xu Zhennan, the boss of the dormitory, treating them to a meal outside the school.

Who would have thought that Xu Zhennan, a tall and powerful man, was immediately shocked when he saw Wei Rongrong. In addition to playing basketball, his current spare time is to try every means to get close to Wei Rongrong, but the results are obviously not very good.

Therefore, when he went downstairs just now, he saw Wei Rongrong and Yu Qingya, who had never come to the boys' dormitory. Although they were not here to see themselves, Xu Zhennan's male hormones were aroused. He rushed back to the dormitory at a speed of 100 meters and pulled Ye Tian up.

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