Chapter 10 How to Make Good Friends Quickly and Effectively

In the early morning, the sun shone obliquely outside the window, sprinkled on the head of the bed.

Jiang Qin suddenly opened his eyes, opened the door and ran to the toilet. After squatting on the toilet for three minutes, he stood up again, looking confused.

Damn, I forgot that I had been reborn. The problem of diarrhea when I got up was gone.

But since I got up, there was no reason to go back to sleep.

Jiang Qin washed and hung up the towel, went to the storage room downstairs to push the bicycle out, and then went to the Jeju City Library.

When he came to the second floor of the library, he saw Feng Nanshu at a glance.

This girl wore a black and white plaid skirt today, her long hair hung down to her waist, her eyes were clear and bright, and she was tiptoeing to find a book on the bookshelf. This posture made her slender waist straighten, her body slightly leaned forward, and her exquisite and graceful curves were undoubtedly revealed.

"What are you looking for?"

"I want to read that book."

Feng Nanshu turned her head to look at him, and pointed her slender finger at the upper row.

Jiang Qin walked over, helped her take the book down, and handed it to her, and then the two returned to the familiar corner and sat in the familiar position.

Then, Feng Nanshu opened her small leather bag, pulled out an ICBC card from it, and slapped it in front of him.

"Here you go!"

To be honest, Jiang Qin himself was a little embarrassed.

It would be strange if a 38-year-old uncle could borrow money from an 18-year-old girl.

In addition, the first thing Feng Nanshu did when she sat down was to take out the card, and she didn't even wait for him to ask, which means that she has always kept this matter in mind.

This is more or less a bit touching.

Jiang Qin picked up the bank card and pinched the card surface with his fingertips, but it still felt a little unreal.

Just standing there and borrowing money?

He still remembered that when he was fired for taking the blame in 2016, he borrowed money everywhere for rent and was looked down upon. Although it was not a psychological trauma, it was definitely not pleasant for him.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Uh... what's the password?"

"Six 8s."

The password of a rich person's bank card is really plain and simple. Jiang Qin put the card into his pocket and tapped it twice. He felt relieved when he could feel the outline of the card through his pocket.

He wanted to ask how much money was in it, but he hesitated again and again and didn't dare to ask, because he always felt that asking this question was a bit impolite and seemed very purposeful.

Forget it, whatever is in it is whatever it is.

However, the money in it should be the young lady's New Year's money, or pocket money, at most 80,000 or 90,000, maybe even less.

He planned to use this money to trade for a month to see if he could double it, and then buy an old and dilapidated house in a prosperous area to earn some demolition compensation.

Then he would return the money to Feng Nanshu to see how much was left, and then start the real business plan.

"Have you applied for a bank card so early?"

"It's not mine." Feng Nanshu said calmly.

Jiang Qin asked casually, but he was stunned when he heard the answer, and then he opened his eyes wide: "This card is not yours, then whose is it?"

Feng Nanshu raised his clear eyes: "My father's."

"You use your father's money to spend for me?"

"But... can I?"

Feng Nanshu's expression was a little confused, as if he didn't know whether it was right or not, so he threw the question to Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin was really screwed.

What kind of relationship can make a young girl use her father's money to spend for herself?

The key problem is that he and Feng Nanshu are really not familiar with each other. Even if they are classmates in the same school, they are not in the same class. Although they read books and eat snacks together these days, they haven't talked much. This money is a bit hot to hold.

Jiang Qin hesitated again and again, but still reluctantly took the card out of his pocket and returned it to Feng Nanshu.

He was indeed short of money, because without money, he couldn't do anything, but to seduce a young girl who was ignorant of the world to steal money from home? Is this still a human being?

"You don't want to lend it?" Feng Nanshu was a little confused.

"I'm afraid you'll be scolded when you go home, so forget it."

Feng Nanshu shook his head coldly: "No, my father has many cards, and one less card won't be noticeable."

Jiang Qin still waved his hand: "If it's your money, I'll lend it, but taking it without asking is stealing."

"Will you pay it back?"

"Of course I will."

"If you pay it back, it's borrowing." Feng Nanshu said with certainty.

Hearing this, Jiang Qin hesitated.

At this moment, it seemed that there was a little man on his left shoulder, urging him to accept it. Anyway, as long as he made up the money before being discovered, he wouldn't run away with the money.

Jiang Qin, Jiang Qin, have you forgotten why you were so regretful in your previous life? This is the rule of this world. The bold will die of overeating and the timid will die of starvation.

Besides, borrowing money is not stealing money. At least it is legitimate and has nothing to do with your own moral standards.

Jiang Qin was convinced by himself, picked up the card again, and took Feng Nanshu to the bank.

Because Feng Nanshu didn't know how much money was in there, she was so confused, but Jiang Qin felt that since she was the creditor, it was necessary to know the specific amount.

Then again, what was this girl thinking?

Wasn't he afraid that he would lie to her, saying that there were 50,000 when there were 100,000, and 30,000 when there were 50,000, and take out all the hidden amounts, leaving her with no place to cry?

Jiang Qin stood in front of the ATM, inserted the card, and selected the balance query. Suddenly, he held his breath.

You rich people really don't take money as money, right?

More than six million are all in a bank card, and the password is six eights. What if it is lost? Isn't it a big loss?

Feng Nanshu was also looking at the screen at this time, with a cold expression, as if he was not surprised at all. It really felt that money was just a number to me.

After returning from the bank, Jiang Qin sat in front of the desk in silence, always feeling that today's experience was more absurd than rebirth.

What does she want from me? Does she know that I am reborn?

At this moment, Feng Nanshu suddenly put down the book in his hand, looked at him with clear eyes, and seemed to have something to say.

Jiang Qin came back to his senses a little: "What's wrong?"

"I want to make friends with you, I hope you don't be ungrateful." Feng Nanshu's expression was very serious.

"???????"

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, and he was a little confused about what this was.

But then, he saw the title of the book he had picked up for Feng Nanshu - "How to Make Good Friends Quickly and Effectively".

Jiang Qin's brain was stuck for a moment, and he looked at the somewhat nervous Feng Nanshu again, then slapped his forehead, and felt that the situation was instantly clear.

Which bastard spread the rumor that she was aloof?

This girl is obviously a natural idiot and socially anxious!

"Actually... we are already friends."

"Then when can you take me out to play?"

"..."