Fast time travel: I sell mobile phones in another world

297 Chapter 296, Direction

Ding Jun did nothing in the past two days. He guarded Tang Yan's bank card every day and asked Ding Yelei to go out and check it every few hours.

At first Ding Yelei excitedly went to the bank to check, but later he didn't want to go, but opened the book, trying to pick up the previous knowledge.

After experiencing the heavy pressure of life for more than half a year, Ding Yelei became more aware of the hard-won learning opportunities and redoubled his efforts.

All the helplessness and powerlessness in the past six months will become the driving force for him to work hard for the future.

Tang Yan was delighted to see the revived Ding Yelei.

In the past two days, she didn't code words, but helped Ding Yelei with his homework, and wanted to help him avoid detours.

After two days of tutoring, Tang Yan found that Ding Yelei had a good foundation.Although I haven't studied for half a year, it's easy to get back to my prime.

It's just that people are not particularly smart, and they don't have enough time and 12 points of effort. It is very difficult to get into a top university unless you are lucky.

Tang Yan remembered the original plot, An Ning originally wanted to go to the Imperial Film Academy.

That being the case, it would be better for Ding Yelei to go to a university in the imperial capital.

Tang Yan lowered his head and pondered for a while, then suddenly asked Ding Yelei.

"Have you decided which major you want to apply for in the future?"

Ding Yelei froze for a moment, then remembered the experience of applying for the exam half a year ago.

"The last time I filled out the volunteers were all engineering majors."

She also remembered.

This is the major that the original owner asked Ding Yelei to apply for, so that he can find a job and develop.

But it’s not the major I really want to study.

"My sister used to only want you to fill in a major that is easy to find a job, and ignored your thoughts. Now I want to hear, what do you really want to do in the future?" Tang Yan said.

Ding Yelei was confused: "I can do anything. I don't have a favorite subject, nor a career I particularly yearn for."

"Don't you have any hobbies?" Tang Yan was persuasive.

Ding Yelei smiled: "Although I usually like to play basketball, playing on a black court is not a long-term solution. It's useless if I like it."

"It's not just black courts that can make money. You can take the route of a professional player." Tang Yan thought that Ding Yelei could try it.

Ding Yelei shook his head: "I'm only in my early 1 meters, so I can't be a professional player."

Having said that, Ding Yelei looked down at his wrist, the sweater was already too short, and he was in a daze.

Don't tell me, he seems to have grown a lot recently.

The bed that used to feel fine, now I have to curl up when I sleep.

In fact, the growth cycle of boys is relatively long in the first place. Coupled with Tang Yan's body-building pills added to the water these days, Ding Yelei's height has already exceeded 1 meters, but he has not measured it specifically. don't notice.

"I see that you have grown a lot taller recently, why don't you try to apply for the university's basketball special admissions exam." Tang Yan suggested.

Ding Yelei felt particularly moved.

And when I was playing basketball at school, I heard the teacher say it.Even if they can't make it to the professional team, they can earn a lot of money by playing games.

Whether it was because I couldn't buy a gift for An Ning before, or later I didn't have money to go to school or give my sister a better medical environment.

It made the half-grown boy's heart full of desire for money.

In addition, basketball is a sport he particularly likes. If he can really make money from basketball in the future, it will feel really good.

He nodded seriously: "Okay, I'll give it a try."

Ding Yelei found out the previous address book: "I'll call the school team teacher Li soon and ask him how he can apply for the special recruitment exam."

In the small world that he traveled through before, Tang Yan was the top athlete of this era, and he was also famous in the university, so he still knows how to apply for the basketball special admissions exam.

She stopped Ding Yelei who was going to the phone booth: "Give me Teacher Li's phone number, and I will try to apply for the exam for you first. If I don't understand, I will contact you, Teacher Li. You don't have to worry about applying for the exam."

"Thank you, sister." Ding Yelei looked at Tang Yan with admiration.

When he was in charge of the family for more than half a year, many things were messed up.

But now my sister takes over again, as if all the problems can be solved easily, which makes people feel particularly safe.

The siblings have been planning for the future, but Ding Jun is like an ant on a hot pot, anxious.

"Qinzi, when will the money come?"

"Qinzi, can the gringo be trusted? Will he withhold the money?"

"Qinzi, the money hasn't arrived yet, is there something wrong?"

Ding Jun can say similar words 800 times a day.

Tang Yan and Ding Yelei ignored him.

Time passes day by day, and it’s almost New Year’s Day and entering the new year.

Ding Jun couldn't wait any longer.

He took out his bank card and slapped it in front of the siblings.

"Tomorrow's New Year's Day, who knows if the people in the bank will still be at work? Xiaolei, you have to check it out today!"

Ding Yelei asked Tang Yan with his eyes.

Tang Yan counted the time, and it should be here at the slowest speed.

She nodded at Ding Yelei: "Okay, let's check it out.

"I'll go and have a look too." Ding Jun put his hands behind his back and was already fully dressed.

Ding Yelei looked at Ding Jun, then at Tang Yan.

"Sister, I'll push you to go with me. I don't feel relieved if you are alone at home."

Tang Yan nodded, okay.

A family of three braved the cold wind and came to the bank.

Going to the bank to do business now is not as convenient as having an ATM machine in later generations.

At present, the total number of ATM machines in the country does not exceed 10, and they are not widespread in towns.

The banking operations in the town are all done manually.

Years ago, there were many people doing business, and Tang Yan and the three waited for more than an hour before it was their turn.

The waiting time made Ding Jun and Ding Yelei gradually become nervous, fearing that something might go wrong with their 10 yuan.

When it was their turn, Ding Yelei reached into the counter tremblingly holding his bank card.

"Hello, please check the money inside for me."

The bank teller took the card, and after checking it, he looked at Ding Yelei and Ding Jun, who were not well dressed, in surprise.

"There are one hundred and sixteen thousand in it, do I need to extract it?"

As soon as the words fell, Ding Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart fell back into his stomach.

On the last day of the year, when the new year is about to enter, their family finally saw hope.

Ding Yelei still asked worriedly.

"This money is my sister's manuscript fee. Can the money remitted from a foreign publishing house be withdrawn directly?"

"The remitter has completed all the formalities. You only need to take your ID card and bank card and enter the correct password to withdraw."

This time Ding Yelei also completely relaxed.

Really 10 yuan!
He can really go back to school to repeat!
God didn't treat him too harshly, and finally gave him hope!

Now that he has the money, Dan Dingjun is afraid of being robbed and dare not take it, so he only takes out the change of more than 1000 to improve his life.

At this time, the standardization of banks was not as high as that of later generations.

The teller who helped with the inquiry couldn't help but asked curiously.

"What book did your sister write? It makes so much money."

Ding Yelei looked proud: "The title of the book is Harry Potter."

"What Harry Potter? I've never heard of it." The bank teller shook his head. Sure enough, foreigners' money is easy to make.

(End of this chapter)