Chapter 138: Blocked

"Department Head Chen wouldn't have kicked you out of the Art Department, would she?"

Having gone to great lengths to pull Shen Yan into the Art Department, Yu Youwei was worried that because of that previous incident, Chen Xiaowei might have an issue with Shen Yan.

Therefore, she had been waiting at the door the whole time, thinking that at the very least, she could go in and plead his case.

Shen Yan grinned, "I find your imagination quite wild; she just wants me to perform well at the Welcome Gala and build up the Art Department's reputation."

Yu Youwei breathed a sigh of relief and asked Shen Yan what program he was preparing, was it the Moonwalk again? Shen Yan said he would see how things went first.

If Wu Yueer was too much of a drag, he would just kick her out.

The two chatted as they walked, and Yu Youwei said that as the host of the gala, she couldn't get on stage to sing, but she could help drum up support when the time came.

Shen Yan smiled indifferently.

"Pi Yan, I see Taobao is running a Double Eleven event recently, how is business at the shop?" Yu Youwei continued to steer the conversation.

"A bit better than it was during the summer break."

"Really? Doesn't that mean you've made a fortune?"

Yu Youwei's face showed surprise; although she had long known that Shen Yan had a knack for running an online shop and that business definitely wouldn't be bad, she still felt genuinely happy when she actually heard the news.

During the summer break, the daily sales of T-shirts were at least three or four hundred pieces; now business is even better, let's just count it as five hundred pieces, and the profit on winter clothes is definitely higher, let's just say he earns fifty yuan per piece.

Wouldn't that be twenty-five thousand a day! Or even more!

Oh my god!

Yu Youwei's mouth hung open, as if she could swallow an egg.

You don't know until you calculate it, and you get a shock once you do; you have to know that the average person's monthly salary is only three thousand yuan, and running an online shop is actually that profitable.

It's estimated that ninety percent of lawyers don't reach this level.

Shen Yan shook his head, saying that this line of work is not very stable; it's possible to be rolling in money today and have nothing to show for it tomorrow.

You can't generalize!

"That's still very good; grab what you can while the market is good." Yu Youwei didn't think that much; money in the pocket is the most real thing.

"Since the big boss has made money, shouldn't you treat me to a late-night snack at Gourmet Street?"

Shen Yan had some misgivings, mainly because he didn't want this girl to get in deeper and deeper; Yu Youwei seemed to know his thoughts, grabbed his sleeve, and walked out.

Saying something about wanting to fleece a rich tycoon today.

Sigh! Let's go then, anyway, the one suffering in the end won't be us.

Sitting on the back seat of the little electric scooter, the cool breeze blowing, Yu Youwei brushed back the egg-roll curls messed up by the wind, leaned against Shen Yan's back, and muttered about how it had been a long time since the two of them had been out alone, and how Shen Yan was so busy day by day that he was nowhere to be seen.

Shen Yan didn't know how to respond, so he simply remained silent; then Yu Youwei said she had encountered many problems in her studies and wanted to ask Shen Yan for advice.

Asking is better than chatting about awkward topics.

"If one spouse is declared dead, and the other sends the children to be raised by others due to living problems... why is the judgment wrong?"

"Of course it's wrong, according to Article 93 of the Civil Code..."

"Then if... in this kind of situation, how should the four houses be handled?"

"Analyze specific situations specifically, for example, if the son is a minor..."

The two asked and answered; for these elementary questions, Shen Yan didn't need to think at all and spoke right away.

His words were concise and clear, and had both reason and evidence.

Yu Youwei was like an innocent child, blinking those lively and bright big eyes, then revealing an expression of sudden realization, nodding her little head repeatedly.

She had a further understanding of Shen Yan's intelligence.

No wonder Shen Yan resolutely abandoned science for the humanities back then; just based on this memory, he was born to be a liberal arts student.

After a simple late-night snack at Gourmet Street, he waved his hand, and under Yu Youwei's lingering gaze, the little electric scooter gradually disappeared into the vast night.

Leaving only a deep sigh behind.

At the same time, on the walkway near Renmin Road Park, five non-mainstream youths were standing there, bored. They were dressed in thin clothing, their behavior giving off a hooligan-like feeling; a gust of cold wind blew across their faces, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble, as fragile as fallen leaves in the wind.

Each of them had a burning cigarette dangling from their mouths, the smoke rising slowly, blurring their young faces.

At this moment, one of the burly men looked at the leader and suggested, "Qiang Ge, I'm afraid we won't be able to block anyone today; it's so cold, why don't we go back first."

The other three echoed his sentiment.

If they stayed any longer, they were afraid they would really catch a cold.

The leader slowly exhaled a smoke ring, took out his phone, dialed the top-pinned number, babbled a bunch of nonsense, and then waved his hand and said, "Let's go! This is really damn unreliable, it made us brothers drink the northwest wind until we're full."

"Exactly, they didn't even give us accurate information for blocking someone."

Just as the few were complaining, they suddenly noticed a little electric scooter as bright as blood slowly driving toward them, its headlights emitting a bright and soft light, as if two brilliant gems were embedded on the front of the vehicle.

The few looked at each other, a wicked arc curling at the corners of their lips.

Immediately, they all surrounded him.

"Kid, hand over all the money you have on you."

Shen Yan looked at the five little hooligans who were fearless, no look of panic on his face, "I'm just a poor student; you've probably picked the wrong target if you want to rob someone."

"Whether you're poor or not isn't up to you to say; we'll only know after we search you." The leader lifted his chin, and the other four swarmed up immediately.

Seeing this situation, two pedestrians not far away hurriedly shouted and fled.

Those who come are not kind, and those who are kind do not come.

Seeing the posture of the few swinging their fists, Shen Yan knew that today would probably not end well, so he threw the electric scooter aside, squatted down suddenly, swept his back leg to knock one down first, then quickly tilted his head to dodge a punch, threw an uppercut, and hit the opponent's abdomen with lightning speed.

"Wah!"

Under Shen Yan's immense strength, the opponent instantly lost his fighting ability, clutching his stomach and kneeling on the ground.

Taking advantage of this gap, Shen Yan flew past, retreated a few steps, and said to the three stunned people, "If you leave now, everyone can still be safe and sound."

The leader had been in society for so many years and had seen all kinds of scenes, so how could he be bluffed like this? He said in a deep voice, "The target is tough, finish it quickly."

After speaking, he swung his fist and lunged forward fiercely.

The other two, as well as the one who had fallen first, made no sound and once again charged toward Shen Yan with perfect tacit understanding.