Lin Ge spoke very convincingly, and Su Yalin began to believe it.
"Yeah." Lin Ge nodded.
"If you don't believe me, Mr. Su, you can go to the parking lot and see a Honda Win100 motorcycle parked there. I bought that motorcycle with the money I earned from reselling antiques."
Since you have to cover up the lie, you might as well cover up the origin of the motorcycle as well.
So as to avoid being suspected again.
As soon as Lin Ge finished speaking, there was another exclamation in the office.
"I was wondering why there was an extra motorcycle in the parking lot today. It turns out it belongs to Lin Ge."
"Old Huang, do you recognize this motorcycle?"
"Old Li, if you don't pay attention to motorcycles, you don't know. That motorcycle is called Honda Win100. It is the most popular motorcycle in China. One costs 13,000 to 14,000 yuan. I have always dreamed of getting one."
"Thirteen or four thousand?"
When the other teachers in the office heard what Teacher Huang from the next class said, they were all shocked.
In 1993, the economy was just beginning to recover.
Bicycles are still the mainstream means of transportation in China.
Motorcycles at that time were like cars in later generations, they were nuclear bomb-level.
You don’t have to drive it on weekdays, but when you go back to your hometown, you must have one.
When entering the village, he opened the car window, turned up the music to the maximum, took out a pack of 1916 and distributed it to the villagers. He was so pretentious.
Of course, it would be more effective to drive the car directly into the field and ask the villagers to help lift the crops.
In this way, everyone will know that you are doing well outside, bought a car to celebrate the New Year, and then drove it into a ditch.
"What the hell is this? I've been a teacher for half my life, and I just want a motorcycle."
"I didn't expect that my own students would be the first to open the car before I could realize it."
If we say that the teachers just now were envious of Lin Ge's parents for having a son who can make money.
Now they just envy Lin Ge himself.
They were killed instantly by their own students!
Ten thousand dollars in cash.
A motorcycle worth 13,700 yuan.
The two together are almost twenty-five thousand.
Now, everyone completely believed that this was Lin Ge’s own money.
There are relatively few people with an annual income of over 10,000 yuan in Jiangbei City.
And 20,000 yuan could not possibly be earned by Lin Ge’s parents who were workers, so it could only have been earned by Lin Ge himself.
"Lin Ge, you are quite smart. You can teach Teacher Huang if you have the chance."
"Haha, Lin Ge has been a smart kid since he was young. When he was in junior high school, I taught him math at Zhengzhong."
"Lin Ge is not only smart, but also filial. Judging from his tone just now, the food in this lunch box must have cost more than a thousand yuan, right?"
"I envy Teacher Su so much. Why don't I have such a filial student?"
"A thousand-dollar luxury meal, that's half a year's salary of mine. I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to experience it in my lifetime."
"Golden tempura and sushi sound so high-end. Is this what the Japanese eat?"
The teachers in the office looked at Teacher Su with envy.
Su Yalin is beautiful, young, and teaches the top class.
Now that her student Lin Ge is so filial, these teachers are simply jealous.
As for Zhou Bowen’s charity lunch.
Sorry, they forgot.
Can a charity lunch be as luxurious as 1,000 servings
Can Zhou Bowen’s implied confession be as touching as Lin Ge’s filial piety to his teacher
"They will resort to some crooked methods."
Zhou Bowen has been completely marginalized.
But now Lin Ge has proved that he earned the money himself, and Zhou Bowen can only express disdain in his heart.
What about the reality
Zhou Bowen also felt sour when looking at those delicious foods.
"Lin Ge, if you make money, save it carefully. You are not the one who spends it so lavishly."
Su Yalin said to Lin Ge in a coquettish tone.
I felt so happy in my heart.
Having a student as sensible and filial as Lin Ge is the greatest comfort to her for her hard work in educating students.
Don’t you see that those teachers are almost dying of envy and jealousy
"Teacher Su, I'm selling antiques just to have money to buy you lunch."
“So I spent this money willingly.”
Look, Lin Ge’s mouth is as sweet as honey.
Su Yalin was a little embarrassed to talk about him.
Besides, it was also the first time for Su Yalin to see these dazzling delicacies.
In the 1990s, the Chinese people had just achieved a life of food and clothing.
I am grateful to be able to eat enough, so I don’t have the chance to eat these luxurious things.
"Lin Ge, why don't you return these things? They're too expensive."