When Li Yihang first heard that Qin Yun had won the lottery and was planning to open a clothing store, he actually thought that his brother-in-law’s money would definitely go down the drain.
"Well, I promised Yun, but I’m a little worried about Xiaojun not being taken care of properly," Qin Xuan said after thinking for a moment.
Li Yihang smiled and said, "I think you can totally do it. As for Xiaojun, I can have my parents come over to help out."
"This is a rare opportunity. Haven’t you always wanted to open your own clothing shop?"
He was quite supportive of the idea.
Seeing Li Yihang’s approval, Qin Xuan felt a slight sense of relief, as she was worried he might disagree.
After all, with both of them working, no one would be there to take care of Xiaojun.
"In that case, I’ll call my parents tomorrow and have them stay with us for a while," Li Yihang said with a smile.
Nodding, Qin Xuan asked, "How are things at the factory?"
"We took on an order, which will keep us busy for more than half a month," Li Yihang replied.
He felt a sense of urgency too. Compared to previous years, they’ve had fewer jobs available this year, making freelance work increasingly difficult.
Their house still had a loan of several hundred thousand yuan, which was quite a financial burden. If Qin Xuan helped, his pressure could be alleviated a bit.
...
At Qingwu County First Middle School, Qin Yun was working on the test papers.
"Aside from the essay, my accuracy rate for multiple-choice questions has stabilized, indicating that my own luck is consistent," Qin Yun calculated his scores.
Scores are a curious thing—questions differ each time, yet the scores constantly fluctuate within a certain range.
With the added luck, his scores had jumped to a new range.
"Wow, Qin Yun, you’ve made so few mistakes on the English test papers from the previous college entrance exams," a startled voice suddenly exclaimed beside him, and Zhou Yang was looking at Qin Yun’s papers, exclaiming loudly.
Previously, they had been working on mock papers, but as the college entrance exam approached, teachers recommended practicing with papers from previous years to gauge their level.
Qin Yun was now working on the Wan Province’s English test paper from two years ago.
As his voice fell, Xiao Lan and Zhang Xiaoya, who were seated in front, also turned back to look at the paper.
"Altogether, you didn’t make many mistakes. Qin Yun, your English scores have improved so fast," Zhang Xiaoya observed in surprise.
They all knew each other’s scores well. Although there were students who suddenly improved greatly toward the end of high school, with less than a month until the college entrance exams, significant improvement was unlikely.
"Qin Yun, tell us how you improved so much?" Zhang Xiaoya asked expectantly.
Qin Yun smiled and said, "Maybe it’s because of that English notebook Xiao Lan gave me."
"But I have Xiao Lan’s notes too," Zhang Xiaoya muttered, feeling puzzled.
"Xiaoya, are you saying my notes were of no use to you?" Xiao Lan asked, feigning a stern face upon hearing her words.
"That’s not what I meant," Zhang Xiaoya hurriedly shook her head.
"Just kidding," Xiao Lan smiled upon seeing Zhang Xiaoya’s explanation.
She looked at Qin Yun and said, "I didn’t expect my notes to help you so much, Qin Yun. Here are my notes for other subjects, feel free to make a copy and see if they help you too."
She handed over some A4 papers.
Making notes was also a way for her to revise, so she had them for every subject.
Qin Yun didn’t refuse and took them, saying, "Thanks."
...
After lunch, Qin Yun ate at the cafeteria, then took the A4 papers to copy, and returned to the classroom.
At this time, there were less than ten students in the classroom. Many students lived at school, so after lunch, they would rest in the dormitory. Those who rented apartments also went home to rest.
However, Xiao Lan and the others were still in the classroom.
"Xiao Lan, here you go," Qin Yun handed the A4 papers over directly.
"Qin Yun, if you perform well in the college entrance exam, you should treat me to a meal," Xiao Lan joked as she took the papers.
"For sure," Qin Yun nodded earnestly.
Nearby, Sun Jianqiang watched the two of them, and jealousy filled his heart.
He came from a wealthy family, which was his greatest pride. He liked Xiao Lan, but she didn’t pay attention to him, while she seemed interested in Qin Yun.
Feeling envious, Sun Jianqiang thought for a moment, then stepped forward with a smile, saying, "Qin Yun, I mentioned it to my dad last time. A friend of his is opening a new store and needs some people to distribute flyers. After the college entrance exam, you can go too. It’s just six hours a day, and the pay is settled daily—100 yuan per day."
In Qingwu County, the average salary was below 3,000 yuan, so earning 100 yuan for just six hours of part-time work was obviously quite high.
"Wow, Sun Jianqiang, you’re at it again?"
Qin Yun didn’t say anything, but Zhou Yang immediately wanted to voice something.
However, Qin Yun stopped him and looked at Sun Jianqiang, asking, "Are you serious?"
"Of course!"
Hearing Qin Yun’s inquiry, Sun Jianqiang felt more confident standing in front of Xiao Lan. He smiled and said, "The shop is near Xinyang Park and will open in mid-June, requiring a week of flyer distribution."
At this moment, he felt quite proud of himself.
"I thought Qin Yun was so extraordinary, but hearing about the high part-time pay got him excited. As dad said, everything in the world can be solved with money, and if it can’t be, it means the amount isn’t enough."
"Qin Yun, will you really take the part-time job?" Zhou Yang curiously asked.
He was the only one who knew about Celestial Fortune Clothing store’s situation.
Qin Yun chuckled and said, "When I did part-time jobs before, I earned mostly around eight yuan per hour, and could make only 48 yuan for six hours. Now it’s more than doubled, and distributing flyers is quite easy."
Xiao Lan, beside him, remained silent, her gaze towards Qin Yun showing discernible curiosity.
Most people wouldn’t casually mention doing part-time jobs in front of classmates, fearing embarrassment or feeling inferior, yet Qin Yun didn’t care about others knowing.
"Qin Yun, you’re right. If we weren’t classmates, I wouldn’t be sharing this opportunity with you," Sun Jianqiang smiled.
Nodding, Qin Yun asked, "Sun Jianqiang, I’m wondering if other classmates aside from me can also distribute flyers for 100 yuan per six hours?"
Upon hearing Qin Yun’s question, several classmates in the class turned their attention over immediately.
"Sun Jianqiang, can we join too?"
"We’re all classmates, so don’t only consider Qin Yun," two male classmates called out, their tone noticeably teasing.
They were quite dissatisfied with Sun Jianqiang’s behavior of flaunting wealth in front of Xiao Lan.
Sun Jianqiang didn’t expect Qin Yun to involve other classmates, but he still smiled and said, "Of course, we need five people to distribute flyers in total."
"Haha, thanks a lot."
"Just let us know when it’s time to distribute the flyers. Earning 100 yuan for six hours, I’d like some pocket money as well," the classmates laughed.
Distributing flyers is something simple everyone could do, and earning 100 yuan after just doing so appealed to them quite a lot.
"Okay." Feeling proud, Sun Jianqiang nodded and said, "Count you all in, including Qin Yun, that makes exactly five people. It’ll be from June 9th, lasting seven days."
As he finished speaking, Qin Yun said, "I won’t go, though. Give my spot to another classmate instead."