Reborn in 79, the educated youth wife regretted her divorce.

Chapter 62 You? You think you're worthy?



Chapter 62 You? You think you're worthy?

"You? You think you're worthy?" Zhuang Yan'an scoffed disdainfully. "You really think you're Jiang An?"

Dong Xin knew the truth, but she remained calm and didn't say anything.

Zhou Limin then spoke up: "I don't think Jiang'an is necessarily better than Jiangyang; academic ability is the real skill."

"What do you know?" Zhuang Yan'an interrupted her impatiently. "I pulled a lot of strings to finally get a chance to meet Mr. Jiang An."

He turned to look at Dong Xin and said, "If you date me, I'll take you to meet Jiang An."

Jiang Yang scoffed.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhuang Yan'an glared at Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang's eyes were calm, but his tone carried a hint of sarcasm: "Jiang An is nothing special. His writing is not as good as mine."

Zhuang Yan'an seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He pointed at Jiang Yang and couldn't speak for a long time: "You have no vision."

Jiang Yang looked at Zhuang Yan'an's smug face and sneered inwardly.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared at the restaurant entrance—Pan Dehai, the editor from the Cultural Bureau who had been transferred away from Yanjing, had actually reappeared.

Jiang Yang frowned slightly.

He remembered clearly that Pan Dehai was dismissed and investigated for forging contracts, so how come he's back now?

Pan Dehai, with a protruding belly and a greasy face, walked in and went straight to Zhuang Yan'an's table.

Zhuang Yan'an immediately stood up, bowing and scraping as he greeted him with a beaming smile: "Editor-in-Chief Pan, your presence is truly an honor!"

That fawning demeanor was a stark contrast to his earlier arrogance.

Pan Dehai didn't notice Jiang Yang. He plopped down next to Zhuang Yan'an, picked up his teacup, and slowly took a sip.

"Dong Xin, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and come over and greet Editor-in-Chief Pan!" Zhuang Yan'an turned around and scolded Dong Xin, "This is Editor-in-Chief Pan, who is in charge of Mr. Jiang An's manuscripts."

Dong Xin was slightly taken aback.

Jiang Yang couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

Zhuang Yan'an's face turned ashen, and he roared, "Jiang Yang, what are you laughing at? Get out of here, security!"

Jiang Yang put down his chopsticks and looked at Pan Dehai with a half-smile: "Editor-in-Chief Pan, weren't you transferred? Why are you still hanging around in Yanjing?"

Pan Dehai's expression changed, his eyes flickered, and he stammered, "I..."

"You must have spent a lot of money bribing your way to being transferred from the countryside to the branch office, right?" Jiang Yang blurted out.

Pan Dehai was furious and glared at Jiang Yang: "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been transferred. You ruined everything I have."

He shifted all the blame onto Jiang Yang, as if Jiang Yang were the culprit.

Zhuang Yan'an pointed at Jiang Yang and said sternly, "Did you hear that? Editor-in-Chief Pan suffered so much because of you. You must apologize to Editor-in-Chief Pan."

Jiang Yang sneered: "Why should I apologize? What did I do wrong? Is exposing your crimes wrong?"

Several members of the literary society also criticized Jiang Yang, forcing him to apologize to Pan Dehai.

Dong Xin couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to defend Jiang Yang: "You've all gone too far. Jiang Yang is the one who understands Jiang An the most."

Pan Dehai snorted coldly: "He knows Jiang An? I think he's lying to you. He doesn't know Jiang An at all."

Jiang Yang chuckled, too lazy to argue with Pan Dehai any longer. He took Dong Xin's hand and said, "Let's go, Xin'er, let's not stoop to his level."

Dong Xin nodded and stood up with Jiang Yang.

Zhuang Yan'an quickly stopped them: "Dong Xin, you can't leave. If you stay, I can let you see Mr. Jiang An."

Dong Xin glanced back at him and said calmly, "I've already seen him."

After saying that, she left the restaurant with Jiang Yang without looking back.

Zhou Limin followed them out.

Jiang Yang watched Dong Xin and Zhou Limin walk into the dormitory building before turning to leave.

……

The next day, Jiang Yang found Cao Long, Li Yu, and Liu Ming at a small restaurant near the school.

The three brothers are all locals from Yanjing, from well-off families, and they usually like to "get into trouble" with Jiang Yang.

"Hey guys, I have an idea," Jiang Yang said as he poured water for the three of them.

"Brother Yang, what's up? Just tell me!" Li Yu patted his chest, full of bravado.

Jiang Yang smiled and said, "I want to open a clothing store in Yanjing."

"A clothing store?" Cao Long frowned. "Brother Yang, rent in Yanjing isn't cheap. Renting a decent storefront costs at least six thousand a year."

These days, that's no small sum.

Li Yu and Liu Ming exchanged glances. Although they supported Jiang Yang, they also understood the pressure of this money.

Jiang Yang was well aware of their concerns. He said slowly, "I'll figure out the money. You don't need to worry. I plan to let you invest. If the store grows bigger and stronger in the future, each of you will get 10% of the shares."

"Shares?" The three brothers were completely baffled; they had no concept of this new term.

He knew that his three brothers didn't understand the meaning of "shares" yet, but they would in the future.

“You won’t be shortchanged working for me,” Jiang Yang said firmly.

"Brother Yang, we believe you." Liu Ming and Li Yu said in unison, their eyes shining with excitement.

For them, following Jiang Yang on his adventures was more exciting than studying.

Although Cao Long was more cautious, he nodded: "Brother Yang, whatever you say, we'll do."

Jiang Yang knew that they had placed all their trust in him, and he must not betray that trust.

"Right now, the most important thing is to find a storefront and then contact suppliers," Jiang Yang began to arrange the next steps. "Also, I'd like to ask you for a favor."

"Yang-ge, you say it," the three responded in unison.

"I want you to enroll in a business administration course," Jiang Yang said earnestly. "You will be my right-hand men in the future, so you need to learn more."

Although the three brothers didn't understand why they had to learn this, they agreed without hesitation.

They knew that Jiang Yang must have his reasons for doing this.

After agreeing on the terms, Jiang Yang went to the largest shopping mall in Yanjing—the Yanjing Building. The counters were filled with a dazzling array of goods, but few of them caught his eye.

The style is outdated and the colors are monotonous.

Compared to the trendy styles they designed themselves, it was a world of difference.

Jiang Yang is wearing a shirt he modified and designed himself today. It has a slim fit and a trendy style, making him stand out in the crowd.

A saleswoman wearing a blue uniform and with two braids noticed him, her eyes filled with curiosity.

In those days, resources were scarce and clothing styles were limited. People had never even seen clothes like the one Jiang Yang was wearing, let alone worn them.

"Comrade, where did you buy this dress? It's really nice." The saleswoman couldn't resist her curiosity and asked.

Jiang Yang smiled slightly, without answering directly: "I want to see your manager."


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