The school started on September 10th, and it was the end of August now. There was still some time before the school started, but he could already report.
The major schools had also set up welcoming points for new students at the train station.
Zhou Yuwen wasn't in a hurry to go to school. Instead, he chose a hotel that looked pretty good. In his previous life, Zhou Yuwen was considered a successful person, so he naturally wouldn't stay in a small hotel that cost 100 or 200 yuan.
He found an apartment hotel near Qinghua University. The room cost about 1,000 yuan a day. The view was good and the room was spacious. Zhou Yuwen paid for ten days in one go.
He did not bring anything with him when he came to Beijing. He only brought a few sets of clothes to change into and a laptop that he had just bought. The laptop was mainly for writing novels.
To be honest, the 18-year-old Zhou Yuwen was short of money now. He was used to living a lavish life. Since Zhou Yuwen came to study, he should at least have a house and a car. His daily expenses were around 30,000 yuan a month.
However, the opportunities to earn money were pitifully few. It wasn't that Zhou Yuwen didn't have a way, but that he didn't have a way to earn quick money. After all, Zhou Yuwen wasn't the chosen one. He could earn millions just by gambling on stones.
All Zhou Yuwen could do now was to work steadily and write novels.
During the few days in Beijing, Zhou Yuwen took the opportunity to look at houses near Qinghua University. He originally wanted to rent them out for around 1,000 to 1,500 yuan.
Later on, Zhou Yuwen found out that the price of a second-hand house within the Second Ring Road was only around 10,000 yuan. The price of a second-hand house wasn't calculated by square meters, but by a fixed price. The average price was around 8,000 to 9,000 yuan.
In other words, a 100-square-meter house was worth 800,000 to 900,000 yuan. It was simply picking up money.
If he took out a 30% loan, then Zhou Yuwen only needed to fork out 200,000 to own a house.
Unfortunately, Zhou Yuwen didn't qualify for a loan, so he had to earn enough money to buy a house and a car within a few days.
If that was the case, the speed of earning money from writing novels would be slow. The real money would only come from the stock market.
Zhou Yuwen sat in the hotel he had booked and looked at the stocks one by one, trying his best to recall the little stock knowledge he knew in his previous life.
At this moment, an unknown number called. It was Dongcheng.
Zhou Yuwen picked up,"Hello?”
"I heard from your mother that you're in Beijing. Come over if you're free.”In a luxurious office, the man was in his forties, but he looked very dignified. He was wearing a white work shirt, black trousers, and gold-rimmed glasses.
Zhou Yuwen heard this person's tone and asked uncertainly,""Mayor Song?"
Song Cheng frowned slightly when he heard this. He pondered for a moment and said,"Yuwen, even though Daddy isn't by your side, Daddy has always been paying attention to you.”
Zhou Yuwen's parents divorced when he was young. His surname was Song, but because he took after his mother, he took the initiative to ask for the surname Zhou. From then on, the father and son had never contacted each other. Now that his father took the initiative to contact Zhou Yuwen, Zhou Yuwen didn't know what to say. In his previous life, when he went to school in the south, Mayor Song didn't call.
She did not remember beating Zhou Yuwen up.
Song Cheng asked Zhou Yuwen where he lived and said that his house was big enough and there were rooms.
"I'll also meet your sister. None of you have met her before.”Song Cheng said indifferently with the appearance of a loving father.
Zhou Yuwen pondered for a moment. This Song Cheng had spent half his life in the officialdom, and it was rare for him to say a few words of truth to him, yet Zhou Yuwen just had to disgust him with a few words.
"Mayor Song, there's no need to trouble me. I'm just here to study. It's not a big deal. You're doing this for the country and the people. You have to take care of your health.”Zhou Yuwen said neither obsequiously nor arrogantly.
Song Cheng frowned slightly.
"Yuwen…"
"Mayor Song, I still have something to do here. Why don't I hang up?”Zhou Yuwen said and hung up.
Song Cheng was rejected, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he shook his head in annoyance. He looked out the window and sighed faintly.
She thought that her son would scold her angrily, but he didn't say anything and was only polite to her.
It was as if they were strangers.
He was young and mature.
It seemed that a single-parent family had indeed allowed Yuwen to grow up. It was very similar to when she was young.
Qinghua University Chinese Department.
Song Cheng looked out of the window thoughtfully.
Indeed, Zhou Yuwen's parents were in the system, and his mother was just a small boss in the system. She wanted her son to enter the system in the future, at least to have a secure job.
Zhou Yuwen's father was a big boss. He was 40 years old and was the deputy mayor of Beijing. He could be promoted in the next two years.
In the past, Song Cheng was young and never thought of acknowledging Zhou Yuwen as his son. But now, he was already forty years old and married a woman in her thirties. He had a girl who was not related to him by blood.
At this time, his own son suddenly came to the capital. Song Cheng wanted to keep his son by his side no matter what and teach him well.
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