"No, you got it wrong." Zhou Muhe quickly put his phone into his pocket and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You can go and eat by yourself."
Seeing Zhou Muhe running away quickly, Huang Meimei was very surprised.
Later, a few more classmates came over and said, "Meimei, why don't you go have barbecue today? I heard that there is a rice noodle shop near the department store that is very delicious. Do you want to try it?"
"It's too late, we still have evening self-study." Another classmate said.
"Oh, it doesn't matter if you can't attend the evening self-study. The teacher is going to have a prenatal check-up today, so he will definitely not come to the class. It doesn't matter if he goes later," said the classmate.
No one else had any objections. Huang Meimei nodded and agreed.
At the same time, Zhou Muhe ran to the side of the road, stopped a taxi and got in.
This was her first time driving a taxi alone, and she was a little nervous. She touched the two hundred yuan in her pocket and felt at ease again.
Twenty-eight minutes later, Zhou Muhe saw Jiang Zhihao at the door of the department store.
Jiang Zhihao raised his hand to look at his watch and nodded with a smile: "Very punctual."
Zhou Muhe wrinkled his cute nose, snorted slightly, handed the phone to him, and said: "Give it back to you!"
"You don't use much electricity. It seems you don't play with your phone much?" Jiang Zhihao asked.
"I'm busy reviewing every day, so I don't have time to play with my phone." Zhou Muhe said.
Looking at her obvious dark circles and haggard face, Jiang Zhihao could understand how fulfilled she had been these days. But in Zhou Muhe's eyes, Jiang Zhihao also saw more obvious confidence than before.
Ranking fourth in the class should have allowed her to truly regain her faith and no longer be immersed in the sorrow of her father's death.
"Let's go." Jiang Zhihao said.
"Where to go?"
"I'll buy you a mobile phone." Jiang Zhihao said.
"Didn't I tell you that I don't want a mobile phone? You give me cash. If you think it's too much, just give me half. Don't try to cheat. I saw clearly that day that the paintings you took can be sold.
It’s tens of millions, so you won’t have to default on your debt!” Zhou Muhe said.
Jiang Zhihao laughed: "I really can't rely on this little money. I will give you the cash and buy a mobile phone without delay. You don't have to refuse in a hurry. The second lesson I want to teach you now is to face your own heart.
Demand. You want a mobile phone. This is a normal demand and there is nothing to be ashamed of. To meet this demand, you have already paid the price you should pay. This is obtained by your own efforts. Don’t do it for the so-called dignity and face.
Give up the glory and benefits you deserve. Remember, people in this world can never survive by relying on face. Only by facing your needs squarely and doing your best to meet this need with reasonable and bright means can you achieve greater success.
progress!"
Zhou Muhe looked at him blankly. These words conflicted too much with the education she had received in the past.
Both her father and her mother, Chen Mulan, always told her not to accept other people's kindness casually.
Just like when she was hit by someone riding a bicycle when she was a child, and that person happened to buy fruit and wanted to give it to her as compensation, Chen Mulan would severely scold her and tell her not to take it.
There is no reason, it just doesn’t work, even if it’s compensation for someone else’s mistake.
So much so that now Zhou Muhe always subconsciously refuses to accept other people's kindness. It's not that she doesn't want it, or that she doesn't think she should get it, but that her long-term family education has forced her to violate her inner desires.
"You want to get this money, so you will work hard to get fourth in the class. If you don't want it, you won't work so hard, and how will you get today's good results?" Jiang Zhihao said.
This is a very realistic example, and it was created by her own hands. Zhou Muhe was silent for a moment, and finally raised his head and asked, "Do you want to support me?"
When she said this, her face turned red, and Jiang Zhihao was also stunned by the question.
Then, he laughed and said: "Where are you thinking? How old are you? What's the point of supporting you? You can interpret my behavior as recruiting talents in advance."