Chapter 140: Go Be a Hero

Over the next few days, Yang Tianxing proceeded in two steps: on one hand, he had Pang Haofei contact a senior student at the Institute of Technology, while on the other, he scouted for someone with legal knowledge himself.

He started by looking among those around him; the Finance Institute also had a law major, so Yang Tianxing used his connections in the Institute Student Union to find a few students from the law department.

Yang Tianxing was not stingy; he took them to a street food stall at Hehe Camp for a late-night snack, and while at it, explained his requirements, hoping they would produce a legal guidance document for Rocket 101.

"Of course, I won't let everyone waste their effort; once adopted, I will definitely provide compensation."

Yang Tianxing raised his glass and said.

Three days later, the few law students each submitted their documents.

Yang Tianxing flipped through a few pages casually and said with a chuckle, "I don't have much time during the day, I'll take a serious look tonight."

However, as soon as the law students left, Yang Tianxing threw those documents directly into the trash can.

"Damn it, are they trying to fool a ghost? If I used these documents for legal guidance, the money I earn wouldn't even be enough to cover the damages."

Yang Tianxing thought it was because his status wasn't high enough and those law students hadn't taken him seriously, so the second time, he entrusted the Student Union President Gu Bo'an to help him look, but the quality turned out to be even worse than what Yang Tianxing had found himself.

"Your appeal as president isn't working; everyone, man or ghost, is just trying to fool me."

Yang Tianxing curled his lip and said, "They are all just documents downloaded from the library and printed out, without a single thought put into them."

Gu Bo'an spread his hands, "Aren't all college students like this? If someone asks you to do some public management content, you'd just copy and paste too."

"It's a pity our family's factory doesn't have a legal advisor, otherwise I could have helped you ask."

Deng Yidi was also at 101, and said with some regret.

Speaking of the garment factory in Deng Yidi's family, Yang Tianxing added a reminder, "A new online trading website called Taobao was established this May; in the future, e-commerce will gradually compress the living space of the physical economy. Perhaps in less than two years, your family's garment factory will go bankrupt, so you need to plan for reform in advance."

"If it goes bankrupt, then it goes bankrupt."

Deng Yidi looked indifferent, and even secretly shot a flirtatious glance at Yang Tianxing, "If it goes bankrupt, I'll just find a rich boss and be his mistress."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't joke around."

Gu Bo'an hurriedly interrupted, "Being a mistress for a rich man is not as good as finding a rich man to be your husband."

"Being a wife is too tiring; you have to support the elderly, educate the children, guard against mistresses, and you might even end up divorced."

Deng Yidi shook her head and said, "As a mistress, you don't have to worry about these problems at all. If I have the chance, I'll adopt a child, and I'll be content for this lifetime."

Gu Bo'an looked at Yang Tianxing, "How are you acting as a class monitor? You don't even know how to persuade a classmate when they have such wrong ideas."

Yang Tianxing smiled, "I'm just wondering, before you two finish bragging, can you solve my problem first?"

Gu Bo'an had no choice, "Why don't you go take a look at a law firm? Their fees are high, but they are professional."

Deng Yidi disagreed, "A law firm is professional, but it's too rigid. For a problem like Yang Tianxing's, unless family members help, no one will put their heart and soul into it."

"Family members are of course better."

Gu Bo'an asked, "Tianxing, do you have any family members who study law?"

"Family members..."

A smiling face suddenly flashed through Yang Tianxing's mind, and he muttered to himself, "Perhaps, there is..."

……………

He was originally going to eat at school at noon, but Pang Haofei called to say that the senior student wanted to meet.

Yang Tianxing decided to treat them to a meal. The two schools were not too far apart, so he drove to the entrance of the High-Tech Institute of Chang'an University of Technology, and Pang Haofei walked over with a female college student.

"Qiu Zhilan, the vice president of our department's previous student union."

Pang Haofei introduced.

The weather outside was too hot, so Yang Tianxing waved his hand to let them get in the car before talking.

Yang Tianxing looked at Qiu Zhilan in the rearview mirror; her features were above average, she wore glasses, didn't talk much, and had a somewhat cold and aloof air.

From the first impression, Qiu Zhilan didn't quite fit Yang Tianxing's needs; being too cold wouldn't work for sales.

However, after interacting, Yang Tianxing found that she spoke quite steadily, and her logic and organizational skills in looking at problems were quite strong—after all, she had been a vice president of the student union—and Pang Haofei kept helping her out from the side.

Yang Tianxing muttered to himself, "Did this kid Pang Haofei stand on the wrong side? I'm the boss, or maybe he's interested in her."

"Brother Yang."

Halfway through the meal, Pang Haofei suddenly said, "Senior Qiu could have interned this semester, but her mother has uremia, so Senior Qiu rented a small house near the school to bring her mother over to take care of her. Ordinary internship jobs can't satisfy this need."

Yang Tianxing lit a cigarette; this should be the prerequisite for Qiu Zhilan's willingness to accept this job.

It sounded quite filial, so Yang Tianxing comforted her, "Don't worry, if the express delivery market in the circle of the Institute of Technology, Art Institute, Vocational College, and Peihua College really takes off, it will definitely pay higher than an average internship, and the time will be relatively free."

After the meal, Qiu Zhilan packed up the leftovers, and Yang Tianxing played the good guy and drove her back to where she was staying.

"Do you want to go see Senior Qiu's place? It's right nearby."

Pang Haofei suggested.

Looking at the expectant expression on the kid's face, Yang Tianxing didn't have anything else to do, so he nodded and agreed.

The place Qiu Zhilan rented was a single-story house; the terrain was low and relatively damp, especially after being baked by the summer sun, there was a stuffy, sauna-like heat in the room, and the corners of the walls were piled with traditional Chinese medicine, while her mother lay on the bed covered by a quilt.

Yang Tianxing walked around, thinking to himself, "Poor family, has appeal in school, and a steady personality." These conditions were basically met.

"Qiu Zhilan is worth a try, and Pang Haofei clearly likes her; their personalities are also quite complementary."

Just as Yang Tianxing was thinking this, Pang Haofei suddenly said, "Brother Yang, I want to ask you for a favor."

"Let's hear it."

Yang Tianxing said noncommittally.

"Can you advance my next month's salary? Senior Qiu's mother's dialysis money for this month is not yet settled. I will definitely work hard to pay this money back."

Qiu Zhilan was a bit surprised, but since it was already said, she couldn't stop it.

Yang Tianxing thought for a moment and asked, "How much does your mother's dialysis and medicine cost this month?"

Qiu Zhilan said, "About 2,000 yuan short."

"How much was Haofei's income last month?"

"About 1,500 yuan."

Yang Tianxing shook his head: "There is still a shortfall, how do you plan to raise the remaining money?"

Pang Haofei and Qiu Zhilan both stopped speaking.

In the end, Yang Tianxing did not agree: "This kind of part-time small business generally doesn't offer advances; if I open this door, there will be no way to keep it running in the future."

Pang Haofei's expression dimmed somewhat, but he didn't say anything either. After he followed Yang Tianxing away, he felt that Yang Tianxing was not taking him back to school: "Brother Yang, where are we going?"

Yang Tianxing did not make a sound. He stopped at the entrance of a credit union in Donghu Town and withdrew 2,000 yuan from inside to hand to Pang Haofei: "If I had agreed back then, Qiu Zhilan would probably only thank me."

"I don't need this favor. Take the money and go be a hero yourself."