Chapter 60: The College Student's Part-Time Job

Yang Jianjun took a glance, whoa, truly very pretty.

The girl had a round, gentle, beautiful oval face, which looked like jade-colored glaze under the incandescent light; perhaps because she had just bumped into the table, a small patch on her forehead was visibly red, and tears of pain were already spilling out.

Her pitiful, teary peach-blossom eyes made one's heart ache inexplicably.

Yang Jianjun nodded; this girl's features were similar to Tan Zhizhi's, basically belonging to the flawless category.

"What is your name, dear?"

Gao Meilan did not know why, but her heart ached terribly.

"Liu, Liu Jiaoyue."

"What a lovely name."

Gao Meilan reached out to help wipe away the tears, but Liu Jiaoyue felt a bit embarrassed: "There is dust on my face, too."

"Hahaha."

Gao Meilan could not help but laugh; there was dust on the tip of Liu Jiaoyue's nose and both sides of her cheeks, likely wiped there accidentally while wiping away sweat.

"Don't worry, Auntie isn't afraid of dust."

Gao Meilan usually had a tough personality at home, which was why she found her son very displeasing, as Yang Tianxing was also a character who had his own mind and would not listen to advice, but Gao Meilan took a liking to the aggrieved Liu Jiaoyue all at once.

While helping to wipe away the tears, Gao Meilan sized up Liu Jiaoyue; her nose bridge was straight, the curve of her lips was exceptionally soft and beautiful, and her brows and eyes were like a painting.

Hmm, truly a good appearance.

Yang Jianjun, standing to the side, could not watch anymore; he hadn't asked about the real business yet, so he spoke up: "We are Yang Tianxing's parents; what is your relationship with him, young lady?"

"Cl-, classmates."

Liu Jiaoyue said softly.

"Anything else?"

Yang Jianjun asked one more question.

"………"

Liu Jiaoyue did not know how to answer; the most obvious relationship between the two was that of classmates.

"Alright, alright, don't clean up tonight; come take a walk with Auntie."

Just as she did not believe that Tan Zhizhi and her son were just classmates, Gao Meilan also did not believe that Liu Jiaoyue, who was helping to clean Room 101 late at night, was just a classmate.

Using the walk as an excuse, she learned almost everything about Liu Jiaoyue's family situation along the way, and finally, at the entrance of the girls' dormitory, Gao Meilan told Liu Jiaoyue to go back first.

"The weather outside is too cold, and it freezes your hands; you are not allowed to go clean anymore, go back and rest."

"Oh..."

Liu Jiaoyue obediently raised her right hand and waved goodbye.

After Liu Jiaoyue went upstairs, Yang Jianjun sighed deeply: "Little Liu is too naive; she says whatever you ask her."

"Girls from the mountains haven't seen much of the world; they simply don't know how to lie."

Gao Meilan, who had been very kind while chatting with Liu Jiaoyue just moments ago, suddenly turned cold: "Old Yang, your son has gone to college, but he hasn't learned anything else; he's certainly become skilled at playing two sides."

Yang Jianjun remained silent.

Gao Meilan became angrier as she spoke, and her emotions grew agitated: "It's 10 o'clock on a freezing cold night, and she's still cleaning for him; why does your son have to flirt with anyone, and why specifically this kind of stubborn girl?"

Yang Jianjun took out a Furong Wang cigarette and lit it, also filled with worry; wasn't it supposed to be Tan Zhizhi, so how did another one, Liu Jiaoyue, pop up?

Gao Meilan looked serious: "I don't care about the rest, and I don't want to ask about the future, both are good girls, but if he dares to keep messing around like this..."

"I will act as if I don't have this son!"

……………

Yang Tianxing did not yet know what had happened last night; he still went to the classroom for lessons on Monday, and since Gao Meilan would not let him ask for leave, Yang Tianxing was happy to be busy with his own affairs.

After class, Yang Tianxing called over "Duan Yu" Ma Yuansong, "Mingyue Xin" Xiong Jiayi, "Duan Zhengchun" Zhu Bin, and "Huang Rong" Hua Xiaoyu from the External Liaison Department.

They could hardly believe the changes to 101 and 102; just a few days ago it was overgrown with weeds and a mess, so how was it now like a park attraction?

This place had undergone the efforts of three waves of people; the first wave was the classmates from Public Management Class 2, who cleared away most of the trash, and the second wave was Yang Tianxing's high school classmates, who laid the foundation for the decorations.

The last wave consisted of only one person, and that was Liu Jiaoyue; whether it was the pothos by the window or the mold spots that had disappeared from the corners, these were all the results of her silent labor.

"Duan Yu, Mingyue Xin, Duan Zhengchun, you three are responsible for posting these part-time job flyers in public places like the school's water room, cafeteria, and dormitories; now I will divide the areas, Duan Yu is responsible for the boys' dormitories………"

Finally, Yang Tianxing added: "These are not free; there is a reward of 30 yuan each, but they must be posted completely; I will go check later."

These three had originally thought it was free labor, so they did not expect there to be wages.

Compared to the thick stack of flyers that needed to be posted, 30 yuan might not be much, but it was an unexpected joy, and it also contained an affirmation of their self-worth.

"I'm not only in college, I can also earn money in college!"

This was the thought in the minds of the three college students before him.

Yang Tianxing watched the changes in their expressions and smiled to himself.

Part-time jobs for college students are actually not simple; perhaps the tasks are not complex, but the pressure they need to endure is not small.

Many college students are willing to try at the beginning out of curiosity, enthusiasm, and interest, but once they actually go door-to-door to promote and face many strange looks, very few can truly persist.

Yang Tianxing's arrangement of tasks was already gradual; at first, he only had them post flyers, which belonged to independent tasks without any part involving external communication.

If he had really let them take the flyers to distribute in dormitories and classrooms directly, perhaps someone would have backed out very quickly.

However, through the survival of the fittest, only those who can truly persist to the end will be able to truly do some big things with him, "Ming Cult Leader Zhang Wuji."

After Yang Tianxing finished giving the instructions, the three of them took the flyers and set off.

"Huang Rong" Hua Xiaoyu was a bit puzzled: "What about me?"

Yang Tianxing took another stack of flyers from under the table: "Your task is different from theirs; you go to the neighboring Foreign Studies University to distribute and post these flyers; the wage is 60 yuan."

Hua Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: "Am I responsible for the Foreign Studies University by myself?"

"What, can you not do it?"

Yang Tianxing asked in return.

Hua Xiaoyu's ambition and perseverance were above those of the other three, and Yang Tianxing was polishing her while utilizing her, striving to achieve a win-win result.

Sure enough, she took a deep breath, took the part-time job flyer, and said loudly, "I can definitely do it."

Very soon, only Yang Tianxing was left in the startup base, the morning sunlight gently spilling onto his body, feeling warm and very comfortable.

Yang Tianxing had his legs propped up on the table, thinking in his heart about how to operate the next step, with a sky so clear it seemed it could be broken by a touch above his head, breathing in the chill of late autumn in Chang'an, his eyes slightly narrowed, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Someone walked over lightly, and Yang Tianxing knew who it was without needing to open his eyes.

"You came to clean up last night?"

Yang Tianxing had seen early in the morning that the tables and chairs in 101 and 102 were much cleaner, and he knew it must have been Liu Jiaoyue who did it.

"Mm."

Liu Jiaoyue replied, and after a long yet short pause, Liu Jiaoyue said in a low voice, "Las, last night, I saw Auntie."

"Which Auntie?"

"Auntie Gao."

With a "clatter" sound.

Yang Tianxing accidentally fell off his chair and landed on the floor in a sorry state.