Chapter 141: Calling Her Mom

"Brother Yang..."

Pang Haofei held 2,000 yuan in his hand, his mood having swung from the bottom of a valley to the peak of a mountain; it was complex and chaotic, and he did not know how to express it.

Yang Tianxing patted his shoulder: "You don't need to repay me with your body, because the girls who want to marry me could line up from Weiqu South to the North Passenger Station."

He was just preparing to elevate the sentiment, but he hadn't expected this second-hand Santana to refuse; the air conditioner let out a "creak" twice and suddenly stopped running.

September was the hottest time in Chang'an, and without the cooling effect of the air conditioner, a wave of heat immediately surged through the car cabin, choking Yang Tianxing until it was difficult to breathe.

Yang Tianxing immediately lost his patience: "You hurry up and go be a hero; I need to go back and blow some air conditioning too."

As Pang Haofei was walking under the sun with the money, preparing to head back, Yang Tianxing suddenly poked his head out of the car window: "Haofei, you all will have to work hard on this side from now on."

"Brother Yang, you can rest assured. Even if I have to burn out all my energy, I will definitely help 101 hold this territory!"

Pang Haofei clenched his right fist and said loudly.

"Stinky brat."

Yang Tianxing smiled. He simply didn't bother closing the window, leaving the Science Academy while blowing the hot wind from the road outside.

Pang Haofei returned to the bungalow that Qiu Zhilan rented and handed over the 2,000 yuan: "This is for your mother's dialysis expenses."

Qiu Zhilan was stunned for a moment and did not take it: "Where did you find the money?"

"I..."

Pang Haofei hesitated. Yang Tianxing had given him the opportunity to "be a hero"; if he told the truth, Qiu Zhilan might really only be grateful to Yang Tianxing.

However, gazing into Qiu Zhilan's familiar eyes, Pang Haofei still decided to let her know the truth.

"The money was given by Yang Tianxing. He just went to the bank to withdraw it for me, intending for me to take on this favor."

Qiu Zhilan stopped speaking. In the cramped room, the heat and humidity were unbearable, and both of their clothes had long since been soaked through with sweat.

"Why did you do this?"

Qiu Zhilan asked.

Pang Haofei wiped the sweat from his cheeks, looked at the scorching sunlight outside, and said in a low voice: "I don't want to lie to you."

He glanced at Qiu Zhilan's mother again: "Don't worry, the debtor for this money is me, it has nothing to do with you. Just focus on taking good care of your mother, and as for my side..."

"Haofei."

Qiu Zhilan suddenly interrupted: "Last time you confessed to me, do you know why I rejected you?"

"I know."

Pang Haofei nodded: "You said my personality was too laid-back, that I had no ability and was cynical, and that I had no sense of responsibility yet wanted to take on a girl's future."

"But you are a real man today. Not because of the 2,000 yuan, but because you didn't mistake someone else's orchard for your own harvest of the entire autumn."

Qiu Zhilan took the money: "I still consider this money a loan. Please tell Yang Tianxing that I am willing to be the campus agent for Rocket 101, and I will definitely complete all his requirements."

"We can pay it back together, okay?" Pang Haofei asked.

Qiu Zhilan shook her head silently: "I don't want to drag you down."

"There is no such thing as dragging down or not."

Pang Haofei suddenly reached out and held Qiu Zhilan's hand: "I want to help you bear the hardships of life."

Qiu Zhilan looked at the earnest-faced Pang Haofei, turned her body away to wipe her tears, but did not pull her hand back.

Pang Haofei knew what this meant, and he was very happy in his heart.

Qiu Zhilan was not that beautiful; she was far inferior to the two girls who had waited by the Runxing Electronics Factory when Yang Tianxing was quarantined, and not even as good as the glamorous Finance Institute female announcer who often frequented 101.

But so what?

As long as I like her, that is enough.

………………

Yang Tianxing did not yet know that his script had been revised from a light comedy into a human ethics drama; he spent the whole way agonizing over whether to buy a new car.

There was not much repair value in this second-hand Santana of Zhang Liye's, and the money Yang Tianxing had on hand was only enough to buy an ordinary new car.

When Rocket 101 was first established, it didn't make money at all; in fact, because of publicity and networking, he had to keep sending money out, though fortunately, the results were very obvious.

101 finally gained a firm foothold in the school. During the month before the winter break last year, the express delivery collection business hit a peak, and it was the first time Yang Tianxing's commission reached over 10,000.

However, he had always been generous with money; spending a little here and giving a little there, he soon didn't have much left.

The real savings in the account only began in 2003. As respiratory diseases shrouded the country, under Yang Tianxing's efforts, Rocket 101 took on the express delivery business for the Runxing Electronics Factory.

At the time, everyone felt that Yang Tianxing was working himself to death, so the electronics factory offered a high collection price of 30,000 yuan per month. Of course, after deducting various labor costs, only a little over 10,000 landed in Yang Tianxing's hands.

However, with a market of tens of thousands of people across five schools, plus the stable electronics factory business, there was about 80,000 yuan in the account by September 2003.

This money was still a bit short for buying a car; he estimated it would have to wait until winter, especially since he had to develop new markets now.

Yang Tianxing thought he had to quickly finalize the legal guidance basis. What Deng Yidi said also made a lot of sense; only "family" would seriously help you think about these things.

Family, understands the law, willing to help sincerely...

Meeting these conditions, the image of Little Zhiliao immediately jumped into Yang Tianxing's mind.

"If I contact her now, I'll definitely be rejected. I must think of a way."

Yang Tianxing thought for a moment, took out his phone, and called his counselor Xie Yu'an: "Teacher Xie, has Silu's summer vacation ended yet? I want to take her out to play."

"Not yet."

Old Xie laughed on the phone: "She's doing the supplementary study materials you sent last year."

Yang Tianxing didn't blush or skip a beat, even helping to explain: "Learning also requires a balance of work and rest. I want to take Silu out for some shopping on Sunday; Little Tan also misses Silu quite a bit."

Xie Yu'an didn't know yet that Tan Zhizhi had transferred to the Yanta campus. He had a very good impression of Little Zhiliao, so he agreed: "Then you come and pick her up to go out; I happen to be resting for a day too."

This was Yang Tianxing's method. Tan Zhizhi liked chubby little children; he might be rejected if he met her himself, but if he used Xie Silu, he might succeed.

Yang Tianxing picked up Xie Silu and, after repeated training, said: "Do you know what to say when you make the call in a moment?"

The chubby Xie Silu, while eating an ice cream sundae, said in a milky voice: "I know, just say I miss Sister and want to go see Sister."

"What if she doesn't agree?"

"Then I'll just cry."

"You cry once for me to see first."

Yang Tianxing confirmed it once more, feeling uneasy.

Xie Silu's acting for fake crying was very good; while eating snacks, her voice could immediately choke up: "Big sister, I miss you..."

"OK, I'll suggest to your dad another day that he cultivate your artistic cells, and you can apply to the Central Academy of Drama or the Shanghai Theatre Academy or something in the future."

Yang Tianxing found a public phone to call Tan Zhizhi; his own mobile number was still lying in Tan Zhizhi's blacklist.

She hadn't deleted him on QQ; she probably just forgot.

After the call connected, Little Cicada's crisp and sweet voice came through: "Hello, who is this?"

"Big sister, it's Silu."

"Eh, Silu, have you missed big sister?"

Little Cicada's voice rose instantly; she hadn't spoken two sentences with Xie Silu before she suddenly remembered something and asked: "Silu, is there anyone by your side?"

"There is, Brother is here too," Xie Silu replied.

There was a silence on the phone, and Little Cicada's voice also suddenly became calm: "Silu, big sister misses you too, but big sister has rehearsals this week."

Yang Tianxing patted the little chubby girl's bottom, signaling her to perform quickly.

Xie Silu immediately began to fake cry: "Big sister, I miss you!"

"Silu, don't cry, Silu, be good."

Little Cicada comforted her heart-wrenchingly over the phone.

However, the "hard-hearted" Yang Tianxing still felt the performance lacked intensity, so he took out the workbook he had prepared long ago and shook it: "If you don't cry out, I'll make you do problems until the year after next."

"Waa...!!!"

Math exercises were clearly the little chubby girl's nightmare; Xie Silu was truly crying now: "Little Cicada big sister, I miss you so much!!!"

"Alright, alright."

Tan Zhizhi quickly relented: "You let him, let Brother bring you over, big sister will take you to rehearsals."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Silu looked at Yang Tianxing with tears in her eyes, and Yang Tianxing also looked at the little chubby girl.

"Silu, have you ever eaten an ice cream called Häagen-Dazs?"

Yang Tianxing asked suddenly.

Xie Silu shook her head.

"It's very delicious, it comes in all kinds of flavors, do you want to eat it?"

Xie Silu nodded.

"Then let's discuss something."

Yang Tianxing said with a smile: "When you go to rehearsals with Little Cicada big sister, don't call her big sister, call her Mom."

"For every time you call her that, Brother will buy you one."