"Dummy, the area across the river has already been designated as a key development zone by the government; it's developing very quickly," Fang Bai said. Nowadays, buying land there for development isn't so simple. You need a lot of money and must align with the development plan for them to sell you the land.
If it's not developed within the stipulated time, the government can reclaim the land, refunding your money, but you'd lose out on interest.
He really wanted to get involved with a piece of land, but the difficulty was too great.
He'd have to see if there was an opportunity to enter the market after he finished with the subscription certificates.
Perhaps making money this way wasn't as good as other methods, but it held a different significance for Fang Bai.
For no other reason than to leave behind a brilliant mark.
"Oh, I wasn't aware of that policy. If a bridge were built, would the other side develop even faster?"
"Hmm, my dummy is very smart. With a bridge, commuting and logistics become much more convenient, and economic development speeds up."
"I certainly understand such a simple principle."
Qin Shuyu proudly tilted her head. Fang Bai gently scraped her cute nose, and she didn't dodge, enjoying the intimacy.
Fang Bai watched for a while. Without capital, looking too much would only make his heart itch.
Work hard to make money!
No, he had to study hard first and get into a key university in Shanghai. Otherwise, it would be too far from Qin Shuyu's school, which wouldn't be ideal.
He planned to develop in Shanghai, so he definitely had to attend a university there.
However, if considering where his future base camp would be, Shanghai might not be suitable, but over the next ten years, Shanghai would offer numerous development opportunities.
Coming to Shanghai this time, seeing Qin Shuyu, and also seeing Pudong, he was satisfied.
Around 3 PM, Fang Bai sent Qin Shuyu back to school, and he also took a car back to the bus station to catch a bus back to Wen City that afternoon.
Coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry.
When Fang Bai was about to return, Qin Shuyu didn't say much, but her grip on Fang Bai's hand was tight, unwilling to let go.
Standing once again in front of Girls' Dormitory Building 3, Fang Bai let Qin Shuyu hold onto the corner of his clothes with both hands.
"Dummy, I'll come to see you when I have time in the future. You can also call me if you miss me. We won't need to write letters anymore.
Next year, I'll be taking the university entrance exam here. By then, after I start university, we can see each other often. Seeing each other every day might be difficult, but seeing each other weekly will be no problem."
"Mm, okay, then you should go back."
After Qin Shuyu finished speaking, she still didn't want to let go of Fang Bai's clothes.
"Be good, listen to me."
Fang Bai scraped her little nose, and she quietly looked at Fang Bai. After a moment, she released her hands.
Fang Bai pushed her back to the dormitory, but Qin Shuyu was unwilling, saying she wanted to watch him leave.
"You go back to the dormitory first. Don't look back at me."
Qin Shuyu hesitated, then walked towards the dormitory entrance. After a few steps, she couldn't help but look back, and Fang Bai was still there, waving at her.
When she reached the stairwell, she still couldn't help but look back again, and Fang Bai was still there.
Fang Bai watched Qin Shuyu walk into the staircase before resolutely leaving Girls' Dormitory Building 3 and heading towards the main gate.
He took a taxi to the station, bought a ticket, and headed back to Wen City.
It was still the same bus at around 4 PM, stopping conveniently midway, at the same small grove, the same tree.
"Oh tree, we are truly fated."
"After this meeting, I truly don't know when the next will be."
After Fang Bai finished, he shook his body, wiped himself on the tree bark, then clapped his hands and got back on the bus to continue sleeping.
At 8 AM, Fang Bai returned to his rented room.
Liu Fengqing saw her son looking exhausted, walking like a soft-legged shrimp, but with a faint expression on his face, feeling somewhat curious: "You're back. Did you see her?"
"I did. We played all day. I'm too tired. I'm going to take a shower and catch up on sleep first."
"The weather's a bit cool. I'll heat some water for you. You haven't had breakfast, have you? Eat first, then sleep."
"Mm, okay."
Fang Bai went upstairs to rinse his mouth and brush his teeth, ate breakfast, then showered and rested.
At 10 AM, he continued working.
After finishing, he returned to his bedroom to read. His father handed him dozens of stacks of money, saying that the second batch, first round of TV sales yesterday sold 60 units. Because there were more color TVs, the revenue reached 48,700 yuan.
Fang Bai took the money, and his personal wealth reached 151,500 yuan.
His expenses over the past two days were not small; he also transferred three thousand yuan to Qin Shuyu's passbook, telling her to spend it freely, to buy whatever she wanted. He wouldn't be stingy when spending money on his woman.
When Qin Shuyu gave him three hundred yuan back then, she probably didn't have much savings herself.
Furthermore, three thousand yuan wouldn't affect his subsequent plans.
In the afternoon, Fang Bai bought a few catties of fruit and went to school to ask his teachers about problems he had accumulated recently.
The teachers in the office felt that Fang Bai was too good at handling things. What "my relatives picked it"? They believed it the first time, but not afterward. Where in Wen City do apples grow?
The second time, he said, "Female teachers eating more fruit can supplement vitamins, beautify, especially for those who stay up late, the effect is best," which directly touched the hearts of the three female teachers in the office.
Now, observing his attire carefully, he didn't look like a poor student. The teachers, craving the fruit, accepted it, making them all hope Fang Bai would come to school more often.
Classmates hadn't seen Fang Bai for a few days, and it no longer felt strange. Some classmates just treated him as if he were air.
The next morning,
Fang Bai rode his bike to Chen Fumin's auto repair shop to check on his motorcycle, which had been there for four days.
It was 9 AM, and the shop was already open. Chen Fumin was busy, with many motorcycle parts laid out on the ground. Seeing Fang Bai enter, he greeted him warmly.
"Master Chen, don't you label these disassembled parts? What if they get mixed up?"
"I haven't labeled them, but I've repaired quite a few of this model. Besides, I've sorted them. I finish one large component before moving to another, so they won't get mixed up, don't worry."
Fang Bai nodded and observed carefully. They were indeed sorted, but if they accidentally got mixed up, sorting them again would definitely be very difficult.
Even after twenty or thirty years, many factory workers disassembling complex or numerous parts still rarely had the habit of labeling and sorting. However, some standardized and demanding factories would sort and mark every part they disassembled to avoid mistakes during reassembly.
Fang Bai wasn't in a hurry at the moment. He checked the cleaned parts and noted down the missing ones.
Master Chen had already cleaned the core component, the engine. The engine part only lacked the sealing gasket, which needed to be purchased.
Master Chen cleaned while answering Fang Bai's questions: "Honda 125 engine seals are easy to buy in Wen City. If you brought back a rare car, you really wouldn't be able to buy them, and importing them would be impossible."
"Mm, I considered that point initially. I'll just take a gamble and see if it can be repaired."
"From the current situation, your luck is relatively good. The internal core components are intact; it's just the exterior that's rusted and needs grinding and polishing.
However, spray painting definitely won't be as good as the original factory paint. If you want baked paint, you'll have to take it to a professional paint booth, which will take an extra two or three days and cost more money.
For regular spray paint, I have it here, and it's included in the money you paid before.
However, spray painting some high-temperature parts is useless; they can only be blackened."
"Regular spray paint then, even if it's a bit ugly. How much more for blackening?"
Fang Bai asked. Master Chen couldn't do the blackening process here, so it would cost extra.
Blackening, also known as bluing, is a common method of chemical surface treatment. The principle is to create a black oxide film on the metal surface to isolate it from the air and achieve rust prevention.
"There's a small shop nearby that does it. It's probably two mao per kilogram. You don't have much; I estimate about twenty kilograms, so it's just a few yuan."
Fang Bai heard the price and knew Master Chen wasn't trying to trick him. He also didn't have much time to spend on it, so he simply handed it over to him, saying, "Mm, Master Chen, you handle it. We'll settle the final cost later."
"Alright."
Chen Fumin knew Fang Bai wasn't short on money; he was indeed surprised when he saw a truckload of TVs that day.
He passed by Fang Bai's shop and knew Fang Bai was refurbishing TVs. He couldn't do that kind of business, but he wouldn't speak carelessly.
Every industry has its own unique way of making money; there's no need to offend others. What if they get rich in the future and bring him along?
Now, the fact that he was letting him make the decisions meant he trusted him not to deceive him.
Fang Bai stayed for a while and then left, planning to come back in a few days. His father's motorcycle would still take some time.
Now, only a little over two months remained until the Spring Festival. Having a motorcycle at home then would make visiting relatives easier for the family, and it would be more convenient for Fang Bai to use it normally.