Chapter 440: IOU
"The big vase of the Qing Dynasty, a full 62o yuan, bills? Here, even if you are a college student, you can't cheat, you have to pay me." Pulling Geng Jian is a young woman who still has charm, different from the female students around her, her body is plump and pitiful, as if she can be pushed down with a push.
Of course, that is, the appearance seems to be Chuchu, but in fact, the arm of Geng Jian she grabbed was about to die of pain.
It's just that Geng Jian can't reach out to push, this is a standard married woman, what does a college student look like when she tears and pulls, and this alone makes Geng Jian tired of coping.
"Don't pull me anymore, a vase, you say 6oo is 6oo yuan? Under the watchful eyes of dozens or hundreds of students, Geng Jian wanted to maintain his demeanor and get out of the entanglement.
The young woman still grabbed Geng Jian, looked Geng Jian up and down, and said, "Your clothes are up to 12 yuan, and my vase is 62o yuan, I have a ticket, do you have it?"
Soft laughter came out of the surroundings.
Geng Jian wanted to say that he would take the ticket out and take a look, but he didn't dare to say it, because once the official ticket came out, the price would be fixed.
Although he didn't understand the law, Geng Jian's mind was still spinning quickly, and the first thing he thought about was to clear up his responsibilities.
The students looked at each other but did not speak.
When the young woman of Fengyun came up, there were all people around, but there were no people who noticed them, this is also a porcelain touching skill handed down by the ancestors, not a snake like Wang Bi, you can't find it.
In fact, although the young woman Fei Jie learned technology when she was a child, she also practiced several times, and it was the first time for such a large amount of application, so the plan was done carefully, and it was not at all like the usual street porcelain.
Even the language to deal with, this young woman Fei Jie was ready, listening to Geng Jian's words, she said extremely quickly: "I'm holding a vase of 62o yuan, I can't hide from anyone, what am I hitting you, besides, you see me holding a big vase, what are you still doing to me?
He doesn't need to say that it is logical and reasonable.
The college students of the new era nodded their heads and consciously played the role of a jury.
Geng Jian was like a cat stuck in his throat, his eyes were red in a hurry, but he still turned his brain under pressure, tried his best to keep up with the rhythm of the young woman, and said: "I didn't see you, how can I hide, you also said that you were holding a vase, what are you still doing on the street with so many people?"
Speaking of this, Geng Jian's thinking was also clear, and he said, "What are you doing with the vase you just bought at the school?"
The young woman was prepared, and while pulling Geng Jian, she pointed to the front and said, "My family lives in front of the school, and I can't go home? College students are amazing? College students still care if I go home or not?"
"Where is your home?" An enthusiastic student asked.
The young woman sneered twice and said, "Do you see the two-story building in front of you?
Geng Jian panicked again, and then had self-doubts: Could it really be that I touched it?
After thinking about it, Geng Jian decided that he couldn't admit it: 62o yuan is too much, and he has to pay for the dead.
Although the average annual wage of workers in Beijing is more than 2ooo, this is the income of the greatest working class in China, and before the wave of layoffs, workers' wages were well above the median income of Chinese.
Moreover, wages cannot be simply converted into disposable income, even for dual-income families, the annual expenses are very high, let alone single-income families, 2ooo more than half of the less.
Geng Jian's family is in the countryside, and the conditions are not good or bad in the local area, but it is not easy to support a college student in Beijing, so that he can only give Geng Jian 1o yuan to 15 yuan per month for living expenses.
Coupled with the school's subsidy, Geng Jian's monthly living expenses are about 3o yuan, which is a little more than that of students in many local universities, but it is certainly much less than that of students in Beijing.
6oo yuan vase, Geng Jian doesn't know when he will lose.
Seeing that Geng Jian was silent, the young woman didn't give him a chance to think, pulled Geng Jian hard, and said, "I'm going to find your school leader, you can't afford to pay for the vase, let your school pay for it."
The banner of joint and several responsibility further scattered Geng Jian's frightened soul.
Yang Rui looked at Geng Jian, and at the same time replaced his role, he also shook his head secretly, how could an ordinary student be able to cope with such a heart-conscious touch.
In fact, in the case of relatively perfect laws and regulations in later generations, it is extremely difficult to deal with porcelain, let alone in 1984.
It can be said that unless the person who is touched has unequivocal evidence, the two parties are a confused account, whether it is to bear the responsibility of 1oo or 1o, the person who is touched will generate enough driving interests.
In later generations, there were things like cameras, not only did they not have them in 84, but the skills of the members of the porcelain were okay.
Before the crackdown, there were not a few people who did this kind of thing.
However, after a long time of professional touching, he always has to leave a case record, but Wang Bi is looking for an innocent person, and the conditions given are not cash, unless someone digs deeply, there is no flaw at all.
Geng Jian is facing nothing more than the question of how much to lose.
Geng Jian also realized the problem, but on the surface, he still wanted to be tough and tentative, so he was not afraid: "I didn't hit it, it's useless for you to find anyone."
The young woman Fei Jie raised her voice and said, "Then let's go to your school to evaluate and see if it's useful or not."
"Just look for it, you don't pull me.".
"I won't pull you, what if you run away, let's go to your school leaders." The young woman is not fooled, catching her on the spot and looking for people everywhere are two different things, she is trained, and she is not afraid of Geng Jian's bluff.
Geng Jian's footsteps moved twice, and he stopped before he could get out of the circle of onlookers, of course he didn't dare to go back to school.
Not only because the school is now strictly managed, but also because he is a probationary party member.
For today's college students, party members can be called reserve officials, and Geng Jian doesn't want his name to be known by the school leaders anyway.
"What do you want?" Geng Jian asked this sentence helplessly, announcing that the initiative changed hands.
For Fei Jie, a young woman who has received simple porcelain touching training, this is even more of a declaration of the gratuity: "The vase is broken, you pay me 62o, if you don't have money, let your school pay it."
"I didn't touch it, and I can't lose so much." Geng Jian was a little panicked.
The young woman hesitated for a moment, slowed down, and said, "How much money do you have?"
"I ......" Geng Jian subconsciously took out his pocket and never pulled it out.
How much money can he have, the current students dare to go out with 5 cents, and those who bring 5 yuan dare to say that they are big money, but no matter how much, the gap with 62o yuan is extremely huge.
The young woman Fei Jie didn't seem to see it, except for holding Geng Jian's hand tightly, her body was already soft, and she said softly: "I know that your students don't have much money, you can pay a little bit, and I can go back to tell my man and mother-in-law...... The whole family has saved money for so long, and finally bought his family's ancestral vase back, and before he could show his dead father, he smashed it, I ...... I don't know how I'm going to live in the future......"
As she spoke, the young woman dripped two lines of tears, and she was not like a village woman rolling and splashing, crying and shouting, but two lines of unstoppable tears, like beads with broken threads, silently flowing, silently dripping, and in a moment the placket of her clothes was wet.
On the one hand, the soft woman wants to reduce the amount for the sake of the students, and on the other hand, her husband and mother-in-law are waiting at home......
Some onlookers were even able to make up for the difficult times, when the head of the family sold vases cheaply to live the whole family, and the whole family spent many years saving up and bought back the vases, just for the safety of the deceased......
If there were no debris all over the floor, it would be a good story.
There was a sigh of embarrassment around, and the student who originally wanted to speak for Geng Jian also wisely closed his mouth.
Such a Lin Daiyu, at least a woman like Xue Baochai, who could bear to let her go back to be scolded and blamed by her husband and mother-in-law.
Geng Jian's cheeks drooped, Wang Bi almost admired the knot, for himself and for Fei Jie.
Because the whole story is basically true, the Fei Jiefu family did sell a large vase of the Qing Dynasty, although it is too old to tell the specific shape, but it is probably the same.
The money to buy the vase was indeed saved by Fei Jie's family, but Fei Jie's mother-in-law was originally going to find a formal job for her son, but now she bought a vase and smashed it, and then changed her job, which is the same.
With such a careful production and a lot of traps, there is no room for Geng Jian to get out at all.
If he offended an ordinary student, he would not have encountered such a trap, but it was Yang Rui who he kept harassing.
Geng Jian couldn't tell the truth from the fake, looked at the tearful young woman opposite, and said helplessly: "I really don't have much money......
"I ...... I know ......" The young woman's mouth opened slightly, and she cried even more sadly.
"I don't have any money at home......," Geng Jian's voice became quieter.
"Woo ......"
"I can't help it, I'm sorry."
"Then you write an IOU and make it clear." The young woman Fei Jie wiped a handful of tears and looked at Geng Jian.
Finally, there was no need to give money first, and there was no need to go to the school office, Geng Jian was actually relieved, but he still asked in a low voice: "How to write?"
"Let's just say that you broke my vase, how much should you lose, I don't have money now, I will pay it back in the future, I don't ask you to pay me back in a few years, I will take it back to show my mother-in-law." Speaking of this, the young woman Fei Jie began to cry again, and pleaded around: "You can do well, be a witness, and sign a letter."
The weak young woman had tears in her eyes, and the onlookers, regardless of men and women, were full of desire to protect, and they agreed without waiting for Geng Jian to answer.
Due to the form, Geng Jian had no choice but to write an "IOU" according to the young woman's request.
More than 20 students signed their names behind the witnesses, and some girls took Fei Jie's hand and gave her her contact information, saying: "Sister, don't be afraid when you go back, if your man scolds you and beats you, you come to us, we will help you say, we will go back and discuss, and then help you organize a donation...... Don't worry, Geng Jian has no money now, and after he works, he will save up the money and slowly pay you back."
"Okay, don't get the donation...... As long as I have the heart to pay back, it doesn't matter if I wait a few more years." The young woman let go of Geng Jian, hid the IOU deep in her pocket, and grabbed it with her hand.
With all kinds of worries, Geng Jian returned to school as if he were running away.
The young woman held the fragments of the large vase that the students had picked up with the help of the students, and slowly left step by step.
The congestion on the streets has lifted, and the students are talking about what happened just now, but they don't know that the initiator is around.
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