Chapter 61: This Person is Really Strange

  From today on, a separate volume will be established for Moqiu Commerce, making it easier for everyone to grasp the rhythm of Moqiu Commerce.

  Yin Xian'er walked around the campus with her female bodyguard, and even the heavy rain couldn't extinguish her worries about her father and the Yin Corporation. Before, she lived under her parents' wings, like a flower in a greenhouse, unaware of the turbulent winds outside, always feeling that her parents' protection was a kind of constraint, constantly thinking of breaking free from it.

  At the Ji'nan train station, she encountered a group of hoodlums who harassed her. When she saw them pull out a knife and stab Sun Zesheng in the abdomen, she suddenly realized how cruel the outside world was. After losing the protection of her parents, she was so vulnerable and couldn't withstand even a single blow.

  Later, her father was imprisoned and her mother was struggling to cope alone. She had no choice but to stand up and rescue her father with her mother, and the desperate situation forced her mind to mature quickly.

  In just over a month's time, Yin Xian'er felt that her growth was more than the twenty years since she was born.

  At present, the Yin family business has not yet emerged from its trough, and Father seems to have lost his mind, putting all his thoughts on finding cheap factory buildings for Sun Zesheng, even borrowing usury.

  For some reason, Yin Xian'er always felt that her father's borrowing of usury was a risky move, one misstep and the Yin family business might fall into an irretrievable abyss.

  Yin Xian'er really wanted to come up with a solution that could solve all the difficulties, but she found that in front of her, there seemed to be many roads to take, but no matter which one, walking to the end was just a dead end.

  Turning and turning, Yin Xian'er walked to the front of the teaching building.

  "Miss, look over there. There's a girl who seems to have encountered something." The female bodyguard was the first to spot Xu Yunjin crouching in the heavy rain, sobbing uncontrollably.

  "She has an umbrella, why not use it?" Yin Xian'er was not a cold-blooded person. If she hadn't seen it, that would be fine, but since she had, she couldn't just stand by and do nothing. "Let's go take a look. The rain is coming down so heavily, if we keep getting soaked like this, we'll definitely catch a cold."

  Yin Xian'er and the female bodyguard walked over together, with the female bodyguard always walking one step ahead of Yin Xian'er, ready to rush up at any moment if an unfavorable situation arose.

  "Hey, are you okay?" Yin Xian'er squatted down beside Xu Yunjin, using her umbrella to block the wind and rain for him.

  Xu Yunjin lifted her head, and the corners of her eyes were a mixture of rainwater and tears flowing down. She had been crying for a while, and her eyes were already slightly red. "I'm fine, thank you."

  Xu Yunjin wiped away her tears, put away the umbrella and stood up. She forced a smile, "Sorry about that, I didn't mean to make you laugh. I just got some sand in my eyes earlier."

  Xu Yunjin has her pride, she just lost control of her emotions earlier, she can cry alone but that doesn't mean she wants people to see her cry.

  The female bodyguard was speechless, what the hell is this stormy weather and where did all these sand come from.

  Yin Xian'er wisely didn't expose Xu Yunjin's lie, "You're fine as long as nothing's wrong. If you encounter any difficulties, you can tell me."

  "What difficulties can I encounter? I'm fine. Sorry, I have to go. Thank you again." Xu Yunjin held up his umbrella and turned away.

  "This guy is really weird," said the female bodyguard.

  "Don't speak ill of others behind their backs. Let's go too," said Yin Xian'er.

  "Hey, wait a minute." Xu Yunjin walked a few steps away, then suddenly stopped again. "Sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you're from this school? Do you know Sun Zesheng?"

  "Are you looking for Sun Zesheng?" Yin Xian'er was startled, she carefully sized up Xu Yunjin.

  The girl in front of me, youthful and beautiful, with a lovely face and figure, her clothes were soaked by the heavy rain, but it was obvious that they weren't cheap, some of which she had seen on foreign fashion websites, designed by famous designers abroad, all handmade, worth a lot.

  How could such an enigmatic girl be looking for Sun Zesheng?

  Yin Xian'er thought again about the conversation she overheard in the small garden two days ago, where Zhang Xinglong and Wang Xiaofeng mentioned that a very beautiful woman had come to find Sun Zesheng, which was just a few days ago.

  Was it Sun Zesheng who did something wrong to these beautiful girls outside, so they came to kill him?

  Yin Xian'er's reaction gave Xu Yunjin hope, "You know Sun Zesheng, right? That's great, please take me to see him no matter what. Otherwise, you can give me his phone number and I'll call him."

  "I'll take you to see him anyway. This classmate, you're all wet, do you want to follow me to change into a set of clothes? I just bought a set of clothes and haven't unpacked them yet, if you're willing, you can borrow them first." said Yin Xian'er.

  "That's really thank you." Xu Yunjin was not pretentious, and now was not the time for pretension.

  Boys' dormitory.

  Sun Zesheng was flipping through a new book on music theory he had just bought, and two days ago he sold "Love is like the tide" to Zhang Li, letting him taste the sweetness.

  He suddenly realized that this was a great way to sell the music he had mastered from later generations, accumulate wealth, and at the same time, minimize attention from the authorities. After all, works like music and scripts are more related to personal creativity and inspiration, and have nothing to do with science and technology as people normally think.

  A talented musician may be able to create dozens of songs in a year, each one moving people's hearts. This is not unprecedented.

  Compared with taking out household hazardous substance detectors, growth hormone and other hard technology products, songs are undoubtedly much safer.

  Sun Zesheng carefully assessed the pros and cons of doing so, and no matter how he looked at it, the benefits outweighed the drawbacks. He soon decided to do more in this regard.

  In order to make himself look more like a professional, at least let outsiders see him and be able to see some professional standards from his body, he bought some music theory textbooks and prepared to make up for it.

  In this way, if you need to communicate with others in the future, you won't make any mistakes.

  The tightly closed door was pushed open with a creak, and Zhang Xinglong rushed in holding a piece of paper. "Sun Zesheng, take a look at what I've got!"

  "Looking at your excited and bewildered expression, is it a foodie guide or a secret recipe for picking up girls?" Sun Zesheng joked with a smile.

  "I found that you have no pursuit at all, your eyes are only on food and girls. If you had a bit of ambition, you should ask the boss if I'm holding some secret to passing the postgraduate exam." Zhang Xinglong put on an air of superiority.

  Thank you for three perfect score votes of drawing sword in anger for freedom, thank you.