He wasn't young anymore. He was the same age as Chen Jiaojiao.
At twenty, he was still hesitant about getting vaccinated. How pathetic it was for a man to be without money.
She hadn't intended to talk to him again, but thinking that he might still have to go to the neighborhood to tutor that evening, and then work as a designated driver after that, Chen Jiaojiao couldn't help but want to say a few words to him.
"Are you going out after you're done?"
He would definitely go out; why else would he stay here?
Xiangyang found her words nonsensical, but he nodded.
"Let's go together."
One was a graceful and distinguished elder sister, the other a clean and pure university student.
Although they were the same age, the two looked more like siblings when they walked together.
What's more, Chen Jiaojiao was putting on airs with him.
"I don't mean to pry into your private affairs, and I'm completely uninterested in them. I'm just curious if you're working two jobs at the same time because you're short on money?"
Actually, he wasn't short on money.
Xiang Wan had left over 200,000 yuan in his card, enough for him to get by until graduation.
However, ever since his sister's heartbreak, he had suddenly developed a very strong desire for money.
He was thinking, if his parents were still alive, if he wasn't a poor student, if their family's financial situation were a little better.
Perhaps his sister wouldn't be looked down upon by the man when choosing a partner.
Before, he only enjoyed everything his sister provided and never thought about doing anything for her. Now, he wanted to do his best to make up for it.
Besides, a gentleman loves wealth and acquires it righteously. He wasn't stealing or robbing; it was earned through his own efforts. What was there to be ashamed of?
"Is there anyone in the world who isn't short on money?"
His rhetorical question left Chen Jiaojiao speechless for a moment.
Indeed, no one in the world thought they had too much money.
The richest man in the world worked tirelessly every day to maintain his position.
"Alright. But there are ways to earn money. Since you're already in university, you must understand as many principles as I do. There's a saying that choice is greater than effort, you know?"
Xiangyang certainly knew, but he didn't understand what she meant.
"What do you want to say?"
"I want to say that if you just want to earn enough money for food and water, the jobs you're doing now are fine."
"But if you want to have a girlfriend, travel, or even buy a house and settle down in Nancheng in the future, the jobs you're doing now are meaningless."
Didn't Xiangyang know this?
He tutored for 150 yuan an hour, making 300 yuan a day, but he only had three classes a week.
As a designated driver, he had to be out during peak traffic hours. Sometimes he could earn one or two hundred yuan, and sometimes he would finish before even starting.
Relying on this little money for living expenses was acceptable, but it was far from enough to escape poverty and become rich.
People say that a person cannot earn money beyond their comprehension.
His current vision and capabilities were limited to this extent. What else could he do besides earning this money?
He didn't respond, looking at Chen Jiaojiao, waiting for her to continue.
Chen Jiaojiao acted very seasoned.
"Actually, sometimes appearance and physique are innate scarce resources. Heaven has given you a meal ticket; it depends on whether you can discover it yourself."
She tilted her head and sized Xiangyang up.
"You're 1.85 meters tall, right?"
Xiangyang still didn't quite understand what she was saying, but he answered her question honestly.
"My net height is 186."
"With your height, your looks, and your current age, these are your best resources at this stage. If you want to make money, make money quickly, don't waste your talent."
Xiangyang seemed to understand a little.
After all, his sister used to be in e-commerce, and he had seen many handsome and beautiful people.
Most of them didn't have much education, but because of their above-average height and appearance, they lived pretty well.
"So, Miss Chen means?"
"You can consider becoming a male model. Even a basic male model earns more per hour than you earn in a day now."
To be honest, after adding her WeChat, Xiangyang, like everyone else, first checked her Moments.
Chen Jiaojiao's Moments were very rich in content.
There were pictures of beautiful scenery, delicious food, selfies, clubbing, drinking with friends, and advertising for herself.
It was evident that her life was fulfilling, she lived happily, and her demeanor was bold.
So, Xiangyang wasn't surprised at all that she could mention male models.
It was just that this wasn't what he expected.
It wasn't that he looked down on the modeling profession, but he knew it was a job for youth and an easy path to go astray, so he didn't want to.
After studying for so many years, if he ended up on this path, it would make his sister sad.
"I understand. Thank you for your kindness, Miss Chen, but..."
"What do you understand? What do you understand?"
Chen Jiaojiao hated people who thought they were clever the most and rolled her eyes at him impatiently.
"I haven't finished speaking yet. What do you think I want you to do? Be a male model walking the runway or pleasing rich women? You don't have that capital!"
She reached out and pinched his chest and arm.
"Those people have very fit bodies; they must have at least eight-pack abs. Do you have any?"
Xiangyang: "..."
"Their smiles are so sweet, and their words are so eloquent. Look at yourself."
"..."
"I'm talking about print models, online photo models. Do you buy clothes online usually? Those who stand still, with a blank face, acting as clothes hangers, understand?"
So, she was talking about the profession his sister used to do.
Xiangyang felt relieved and couldn't help but pull at the corners of his mouth.
"I understand."
"You understand again. What do you understand? What do you understand?"
Having known him for so long, this was the first time she had seen him smile.
Although it was just a slight pull at the corners of his mouth, it had to be said, he looked quite good.
When he wasn't smiling, he had a cold, world-weary face, but when he smiled, he looked a bit sunny...
Chen Jiaojiao was momentarily lost in thought, then sternly lectured him.
"What kind of person do you think I am to take you to do that? I'm talking about legitimate part-time jobs."
"I have a friend who is a model agent. She's signed with a legitimate company and only introduces legitimate jobs."
"It's just a bit tough, shooting winter clothes in summer and summer clothes in winter. But the pay is very considerable."
Xiangyang: "Oh."
"Don't just say 'oh.' They might not be interested in you. I'm just mentioning it. If you're willing, I'll help you make a connection because I feel sorry for you."
Although Xiangyang hadn't been exposed to that industry, it was somewhat related to his sister's previous work, so he didn't reject it.
An opportunity had been delivered to his doorstep; it would be too foolish to refuse it outright.
Xiangyang finally saw her kindness clearly at this moment, his eyes shining.
"Thank you, Miss Chen. I'll trouble you."
Seeing that he wanted this job, Chen Jiaojiao said with a proud expression, "You agreed so quickly? Don't you want to consider it further?"
Xiangyang answered honestly, "You're a good person, you probably won't trick me."
Idiot. He didn't even know how to compliment someone. How could one compliment a girl by calling her a good person?
Chen Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at him.
"Fine. Then give me a photo, and I'll send it to the other party to see first. We'll talk further after they're interested in you."