When paying the money, Wu Rong was lucky enough to see Lin Yi’s handful of money, and then another person wrinkled and cracked his mouth.

There was a fifty-yuan bill wrapped inside, but it was five yuan, one yuan, five cents, and even a few coins with a tiny amount stuck in the center.

158. Lin Yi counted more than twenty pieces and felt that the ball in his hand was not very good, so he pretended to be painful again and put it tightly in his pocket.

This is Lin Yi’s habit of being a human being in his two lives. One pocket is a neat large ticket, and the other pocket is a loose ticket, and it depends on people to get the ticket.

When leaving the shop, Mijia's mother said that it was time to eat, so the classmates would have a meal before going back.

Lin Yi thought to myself, I tried so hard to count the votes, wasn’t it just waiting for this scene? I blinked at Wu Rong and said to me that I worked very hard for you, brother. The latter hesitated and lowered his head a little tenderly.

"Oh, Wu Rong, I feel that you are quite thick-skinned, why didn't you say a word?"

After a meal, Wu Rong's performance was seen by him.

I was eating slowly, and I just counted one by one.

When I pick up food, I only dare to touch the two bowls in front of me, and the chopsticks always linger on the edge of the bowl. The activity area is like a crescent moon. I have to bite the small peppers several times, and I keep my head down and eat the dry rice most of the time.

"I, I'm nervous." Wu Rong stuttered again as Mijia and his daughter were present.

"It's not your wife yet, why are you nervous for others?"

Lin Yi looked at him disappointedly, feeling a little sad, and then gave him the bag in his hand.

Feeling the sudden heavy weight in his hands, looking at the back that had been gone in the snowflakes forever, Wu Rong opened his thick lips, and finally looked at the bag full of hands, paused, and then trotted over.

After a good month, Lin Yi lamented again.

Since I took more leave this month and the class teacher was talking, the retired uncle felt that he had found the meaning of life again.

I appeared outside the classroom window on time every day, and I slowly turned back when I saw Lin Yi inside. If I were not here one day or were late.

First he scolded Lin Kai hard, and then he taught Lin Yi without hesitation.

Later, it was even more straightforward. I didn’t know where he found the bamboo piece, which was about one meter long, and was placed in the head teacher’s office in a radial manner.

"This is the rhythm of killing me." For lunch, Lin Yi picked up a piece of meat back and glanced at Lin Kai, who was gloating.

"You continue to commit crimes, I'm still waiting to see your reincarnation." Lin Kai remembered the scene when he was hanging his hands on the beam in high school, and also remembered that Yang Hua and his uncle had the same experience, and he wished Lin Yi could reincarnate once.

"You can't expect me to be better?" Lin Yi couldn't stand this unscrupulous person and threatened, "After all, you are the director of No. 1 Middle School. You can't even handle a class teacher with a bean sprout. You're shameless. For your own good, I can only tell my uncle about my sister-in-law."

If you have money, you are the old man. Nowadays, relying on Lin Kai’s little salary alone is not enough to be free and carefree. After all, you still like to play with cars and women, and the expenses are very large.

Especially after Lin Yi brought additional benefits, he couldn't control himself and finally compromised with grievance.

"I'll take you to meet some teachers from other schools during the winter vacation," said Lin Kai, who was also circling within the rules, and after a semester, he kept introducing business to bookstores.

"Is the business big?" Lin Yi was so angry that his cheeks were bulging with food.

"Oh, the big boss is different." Lin Kai's gentle face was still so gentle, but the light in his eyes straightened.

"That's not, I'm about 10,000 yuan in minutes. Hey, I haven't finished eating yet, what kind of dishes should I collect..."

On January 17th, the final exam arrived as scheduled.

After more than half a month, when I saw Du Yinglian again on the left side of the school gate, Lin Yi felt that it was fate and the school was too good to choose the days. Wouldn't it be better to take two days later in the exam?

"Boss Lin, long time no see." A large long black down jacket wrapped the woman in a very peaceful way, and it was impossible to tell that the two had ever had any interaction.

"Long time no see." Lin Yi couldn't help feeling relieved when he saw the other party's attitude, "Can't escape?"

"Boss Lin was joking. This is a good thing for mutual benefit. How can you escape?" Du Yinglian smiled again and then took out two air tickets from her bag.

"You guys have only two such big groups, so they are so stingy." After taking the vote, Lin Yi really felt that it was not enough. He originally planned to take Guan Ping and Hou Fugui over there.

Seeing Lin Yi really disliked him, Du Yinglian was also a little helpless, and the second-level agent only had two permissions.

It was a few days after the wind and snow. Otherwise, I would not even be able to buy air tickets in the twelfth lunar month as the end of the year. In order to get these tickets, I also had a lot to do with it.

"Boss Lin needs a few more." Looking at Lin Yi staring at his bag, Du Yinglian knew that it would be impossible not to bleed.

"Don't think I've taken a big advantage, and don't think about how much risk I'll take when taking a plane in these days."

Lin Yi was not saying this.

For most of the 1990s, China's civil aviation industry was the worst in safety in the world. Not only did pilots make repeated mistakes, but the maintenance work was low and government supervision was chaotic.

In less than three years, six consecutive air crashes occurred, causing more than 550 deaths, shocking the whole country!

General Aviation YK42 took off unexpectedly in 1992 (106 people died);

In 1992, China Southern Airlines B737 Yangshuo crashed into the mountain (8 crew members, 131 passengers, all of which were killed);

In 1993, China Northwest Airlines Bae146 Yinchuan interrupted its takeoff accident (55 people were killed);

China Eastern Airlines MD82 landed in Fuzhou in 1993 (2 passengers were killed);

In 1993, China Northern Airlines MD82 landed in Urumqi (12 people died);

The 1994 Northwest Airlines TU154 Xi'an Air crash (14 crew members, 146 passengers, all killed)

Under such a serious situation, many people have lost confidence in civil aviation.

But then again, no matter what age, there are still people who are not afraid of death, otherwise the air tickets would not be difficult to get.

"Boss Lin, no matter how many more it is." Knowing that Lin Yi was talking about the facts, and he also hoped that the other party would help him in the "joint sales body", Du Yinglian had to pick up two spare tickets.

This final exam is quite difficult, after all, it is related to the highlight of the scholarships in the next semester. In order to give top students room to play, the difficulty of the questions has been improved by several levels.
Chapter completed!