Hao Yunyang scratched his head and could only throw the two bags of trash next to the bin. Patting his hands, he looked back at the old man, and seeing no reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, this one-legged old man gave Hao Yunyang an inexplicable pressure.
At first, it wasn’t like this, but after that phone call in the dormitory, Hao Yunyang standing in front of him with a secret felt immense pressure. Though he knew that as long as he didn’t speak, this matter would never be leaked, because no one would imagine such an absurd thing.
After disposing of the trash, Hao Yunyang strode towards the nearby ramen shop steaming with water vapor. Feeling the remaining 1,100 yuan in his pocket, Hao Yunyang’s backbone straightened. How often would he carry so much money? He’d either send it home or deposit it in the bank, always feeling uncomfortable carrying it.
But the feeling of having money was quite good. Hao Yunyang felt like he was walking with a swagger, feeling mighty.
The less-than-fifty-meter path took him three minutes of walking and stopping. His right hand would occasionally reach into his pocket, and only when he felt his phone would he feel at ease, even stopping to check the money in the other pocket.
When he was five or six meters from the ramen shop, Hao Yunyang took out his phone.
“The earlier I buy, the more at ease I’ll be. My sister is starting her semester too. If all goes well, the money should be enough.” During the forty-meter walk, Hao Yunyang had gone through intense deliberation. His family definitely had some savings. At the very least, he had enough money to buy a computer and internet connection. According to his son’s words, once those software were transferred, he would at least make back his investment, right?
Hao Yunyang wasn’t familiar with software, but he wasn’t stupid. If he didn’t know something, he’d learn. When he was in high school, he had been exposed to computers. At least he knew how to use QQ!
