Taking advantage of the beauty being poor, fooling her into being my girlfriend

Chapter 30: Zhou Qingyue\'s Sweet Confidence, the Novel Became Popular Right After Release

She was continuously striving to make herself better.

She had the looks and the physique, and if her grades continued to climb, she would arguably become the ultimate goddess.

What did An Nuonuo have?

She was average in looks and grades, her family was poor, and she had no particular talents.

What right did she have to compare herself to me?

Zhou Qingyue clenched her teeth and said thank you.

After handing over the cash, she firmly held the dress she took from Jiang Xu.

It was a gift from him.

Long story short, it was a gift from Jiang Xu that she would cherish.

Many classmates also saw it and came running to buy.

Within less than two hours, all 500 pieces of clothing were sold out.

Ten thousand Yuan in hand.

Subtracting the three thousand Yuan cost.

She gave another two thousand five to Fu Yanjie and made a net gain of four thousand five.

As for An Nuonuo, she didn\'t get anything.

That little girl definitely wouldn\'t accept it.

Jiang Xu suddenly motioned, "Let\'s go, it\'s my treat tonight, let\'s go to my family\'s restaurant."

"Well, that\'s great." Fu Yanjie rubbed his hands together, "Does your family have king crabs, lobster?"

Jiang Xu: "If you\'re picking up the check, yes. If I\'m picking up the check, no."

Fu Yanjie pouted.

Soon it was time to pack up.

By about six o\'clock in the evening, they arrived at Jiang Xu\'s family restaurant.

The business had been a bit slow in the past few days, and there weren\'t many people present.

They opened a private room.

Jiang Xu ordered dozens of dishes.

Mainly to let An Nuonuo have a taste.

"Come on, this crab has a lot of roe, you eat."

"This prawn shrimp is very tasty."

"Here, have some more of these oysters."

...

Jiang Xu continually stuffed food into An Nuonuo\'s bowl, which made her quite embarrassed.

"Hey, hey, hey." Fu Yanjie wasn\'t satisfied, "You forgot about me, huh? We made good money, mainly thanks to me. Hurry up, I want some too!"

"Alright , alright, you put in a lot of effort this time, so I\'ll reward you a little"

Saying so, he put a large crab into his bowl.

Fu Yanjie broke into a grin.

An Nuonuo glanced at Jiang Xu, then lowered her head and silently continued eating.

The corners of her mouth imperceptibly lifted upwards.

After they finished eating, An Nuonuo insisted on staying to help clean up.

Fu Yanjie left first.

It wasn\'t until almost ten o\'clock that Jiang Xu took An Nuonuo home.

All the way he was lecturing her, "Why are you so proactive? You haven\'t even married into my family yet, aren\'t you afraid of being bullied by your mother-in-law in the future?"

"You... I\'m not talking to you anymore. All you know is how to bully me"

Angry and annoyed, An Nuonuo accelerated her bike speed.

Jiang Xu easily caught up with her.

Watching her blush with embarrassment and anger, he couldn\'t help laughing out loud.

An Nuonuo revealed that her father and some fellow workers had brought in a batch of clothes.

They went to sell it in a nearby city.

They went by train.

This was commonplace in those years.

The cost price was even lower than what Jiang Xu got, five Yuan eighty cents.

As long as they could sell each piece for ten Yuan, they would make a profit.

It seemed like An Feng was on the way up.

Jiang Xu started to secretly anticipate his future.

Dear future father-in-law, you\'d better step up your game.

Whether I could afford a sports car, own a private plane, a yacht, and the like in the future will depend on you.

After he sent An Nuonuo home, Jiang Xu leisurely rode his bike back.

...

In the Capital city, at the headquarters of the Story Club.

Lin Nan was still grinding away at overtime work.

The quality of the recent manuscripts was quite average.

That was until she saw a manuscript from a newcomer.

With the pen name: Youth With The Wind.

The writing style was clearly that of a girl.

It was a love story set in a high school setting.

The prose was somewhat immature, but the plot was quite good.

Lin Nan nodded her head: "We can sign this one."

She set it aside and picked up another envelope.

It was thick.

Upon seeing the information on the envelope, Lin Nan frowned.

This was An Ping\'s manuscript.

With it being so thick, it certainly had a lot of words.

She thought that those who submitted this many at once, would definitely have a subpar quality.

"I have to talk to him about it, quality is the most important thing after all."

Muttering to herself, Lin Nan opened the envelope and began to browse through it.

Once she started reading, she was lost in it.

It was only after she finished reading that she came back to her senses, her eyes lighting up: "Incredible, totally incredible! This many updates all at once, and not a single one is filler!"

She felt that either the author had a stockpile of chapters, or they were a prodigy.

She was more inclined to the former.

She also saw the note left by Jiang Xu at the end.

She took note of his email address.

Immediately, she added Jiang Xu\'s QQ number.

When filling out the contract, Jiang Xu had only provided his mobile phone number.

Within a minute, the friend request was accepted.

"Hello, I\'m your contract editor, Lin Nan, do you have any ideas for your next book?"

Jiang Xu replied: "Hello, I have an idea, but I haven\'t written anything yet."

For his second book, he planned to write a high school love triangle.

Lin Nan\'s eyes lit up.

She loved authors who had a high output the most.

So, she asked him what genre it would be.

Jiang Xu did not give her a straightforward answer, and kept changing the subject.

Lin Nan understood.

He was negotiating the price.

But the first edition of "Those Miserable Years of Youth" had just gone on sale.

She wasn\'t sure about how well it had been received yet.

The amount of the manuscript fee was determined by the sales figures.

Lin Nan also flatly stated that she would give him a response as soon as possible.

...

In no time, it was Friday morning again.

The end-of-term exam would be held next Thursday.

Summer vacation would start after the exams.

An Feng had been away for a few days, but there was no news from him.

The restaurant at Jiang Xu\'s house had been having average business these past few days.

The parents were all spurring their children to study.

Once the end-of-term exam and college entrance examinations were over, the number of customers would increase significantly.

Jiang Xu and An Nuonuo walked into the classroom almost simultaneously.

Their classmates had gotten used to it.

Jiang Xu had said that the two were relatives, so no one doubted him, they all thought that the two were siblings.

Zhou Qingyue raised her head to look at Jiang Xu and then lowered it to continue reading.

She was reading Story Club.

The latest issue had just come out.

There was a new novel in it, called "Those Miserable Years of Youth."

She loved it at first sight.

She felt as though the story described her and Jiang Xu.

"Qingyue, are you reading the latest issue of Story Club?"

Li Honghong also arrived, her eyes fixed on the book in Zhou Qingyue\'s hand.

"Yes." Zhou Qingyue nodded: "There\'s a new novel, it\'s really good, take a look."

Five minutes later.

With a love-struck face, Li Honghong said: "It\'s marvelous, I really want to see what happens next in the plot.

The prose is so beautiful, there\'s a sense of youthful vigor in every line, it must be written by a handsome guy.

I\'d love to meet him and have him autograph my book."

She was instantly a fan.

Girls of this age could easily be attracted by someone who could sing, dance, or had other talents.

However, if she knew that the author was Jiang Xu, one wonders what kind of expression she would have.

Zhou Qingyue thought to herself that she probably didn\'t have a chance to meet him.

However, if she also signed with Story club, who knows, maybe she could meet him in the future.

She involuntarily glanced at Jiang Xu again.

She said to herself, you\'ll soon admire me, maybe even worship me, hehe ...