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"Didn't I close this window when I went to bed last night?"
Wei Yuan knew that it must have been his cousin, Xie Yufei, who had gotten up early in the morning to open it while he was sound asleep. The reason was definitely that she didn't want to go to school and hoped to stay here and be close to him a little longer!
Thinking about how well she had always performed academically, he figured that skipping school wouldn't have much of an impact, so he decided not to confront her about it.
However, upon hearing this, Xie Yufei wrapped herself in the blanket and turned to the side, her big, shiny eyes rolling: "That's strange, it was definitely closed last night!"
Seeing her adorable expression, Wei Yuan couldn't help but scold her lightly: "Aren't you sick?"
As soon as Xie Yufei heard this, she immediately reacted dramatically, lying back down with one hand on her forehead and pressing down on her chest, pretending to look pitiful: "Oh no, my head hurts so much and my chest feels so tight. Brother, you can touch it if you don't believe me!"
Wei Yuan found himself in a dilemma; this girl had actually learned how to be flirtatious. He could touch her forehead, but touching her chest was out of the question.
"Alright then, you rest for a bit. I'll head out first," Wei Yuan said with a smile.
"Ah!"
"What's wrong?"
Xie Yufei reacted strongly: "It's so hard for me to be sick, and you're not going to keep me company?"
"Do you have permission to skip school?" Wei Yuan asked.
"Do you think I'm a child? I've already called the teacher!"
"You called the teacher already? Looks like you've been planning this for a long time!"
Upon hearing this, Xie Yufei realized that she had let something slip!
Faced with the girl's coquetry, Wei Yuan spent quite some time dealing with it and promised her that he would come back early to accompany her in the evening before he was finally able to leave.
If she continued to cling like this, there was no telling what kind of big problem might arise in a few years. By then, Wei Yuan would really not know how to explain it to his uncle. To cut off this dependency, Wei Yuan decided that he really needed to let his cousin meet Lan Xue when the opportunity arose.
"Up so early? Going to work?"
As Wei Yuan stepped out of the room, he happened to catch Yang Ying coming out of the bathroom, and she clearly looked ready to go out. Her clean, fair face was free of any makeup, and she was still bundled up in a down jacket on top, while on the bottom she wore flat shoes and tight jeans that hugged her round, perky backside!
For someone like Yang Ying, who often wore low-cut tops and short skirts paired with high heels, her outfit seemed a bit old-fashioned and conservative. However, it also proved one thing: the definition of sexiness is not about how much skin you show but rather an allure that radiates from within and cannot be hidden. As a result, every time Wei Yuan saw her, his gaze lingered for quite a while.
"Heh heh, just a few left!"
Yang Ying's sudden remark caught Wei Yuan off guard, but he was already prepared. She wasn't just working at Gu Jing's Video Store for a living; given her status as the direct disciple of the former Purple Robe Marquis, she could easily sell a prescription for medicine. Initially, she had been hiding from the pursuit of the Purple Robe Pavilion, but now it was clear that Yuan Ziyi had already discovered her whereabouts, so she naturally needed to change locations.
Wei Yuan just couldn't understand why the Purple Robe Pavilion was so relentless in pursuing her.
"I happen to have something to do over at Gu Jing's place too. Let me give you a ride?"
At this moment, Wei Yuan carried a black bag downstairs with Yang Ying. The bag contained a bunch of repaired video disks and tapes that he was preparing to deliver to the chubby Gu Jing. From the fan club they had established together, Gu Jing had indeed brought Wei Yuan quite a few orders. Although the money wasn't much, through repairing disks and tapes, Wei Yuan had made quite a few friends.
The Blue Old Man's Mercedes glided smoothly down the road under Wei Yuan's driving. Suddenly, Yang Ying, sitting in the passenger seat, curiously asked, "Where did you get this car?"
"It was lent to me by Xue's grandfather!"
Wei Yuan casually mentioned something, but after hearing it, Yang Ying felt as if a thorn had lodged itself in his heart. His girlfriend's grandfather was willing to give him any expensive car, so why did he feel a bit unhappy about their relationship?
Yang Ying found it hard to understand. Girls often believe in some rather improbable things. In the vast sea of people, they coincidentally crossed paths three times, and each time was so dramatic!
"Get out of the car, you're still daydreaming!"
It was only when Wei Yuan suddenly stopped the car that he realized Yang Ying was lost in thought.
Upon hearing this, Yang Ying quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. To his surprise, Gu Jing hadn't opened the door yet, still behaving as usual. Wei Yuan hurriedly asked Yang Ying to throw him the keys and then pulled up the large iron gate of the Video Store.
"I'll call him first."
Wei Yuan greeted Yang Ying, then dialed the fat guy's phone several times, but no one answered. Just as he opened the door, a shady character walked in less than ten minutes later.
Yang Ying quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Sir, please feel free to look around."
However, the man ignored Yang Ying and instead waved at Wei Yuan: "You must be Boss, come here for a moment."
He actually mistook him for Boss. It seemed this guy was visiting for the first time. But mainly because there was a car parked outside, it was no wonder he made that mistake.
The man smiled at Wei Yuan: "Boss, looks like you're doing pretty well here; you've even got a Mercedes!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan became somewhat wary. Generally, such lines were followed by demands for protection money. When he temporarily left school and worked here, he had been taken care of by Gu Jing. If someone came to collect protection money, he would definitely have to intervene.
"Is there something you need?"
Thinking of this possibility, Wei Yuan tentatively asked.
"Come a little closer."
The man gestured to Wei Yuan, who leaned in but kept his eyes fixed on the man's hands. The man whispered, "Do you sell ** here?"
Such a direct question was no wonder he didn't dare to speak to Yang Ying. However, in a less formal Video Store, it was not unusual to find such items for sale, so it made sense for him to inquire. But Gu Jing's store was quite strange; he had hardly ever seen such artistic films there, which disappointed Wei Yuan at the time.
This was not because Gu Jing was uninterested; it was just that this chubby collector of Video Disks had a classic theory: all movies are produced through multiple steps and should respect the originals. The only exception was those films from Sun Country; no matter how well-made they were, he wouldn't buy them or support pirated versions. Even if they had horses, he wouldn't watch them!
Thus, Wei Yuan could only honestly say, "Sorry, we really don't have that!"
"Then do you have anything else?"
The man asked with a face that looked constipated; Wei Yuan could tell he had been holding back for a long time.
"We're all men here; I understand. How about checking out some restricted films from Hong Kong? Do you like those?"
Upon hearing this, the man's eyes lit up as he quickly replied, "As long as there are some, that's fine! Thank you!"
Wei Yuan pulled out a pile from the cabinet and placed them on the table for him to choose from. Some of these had been restored by him. The man hesitated and said, "I rarely watch this kind of thing; can you recommend a couple of films?"
Wei Yuan had no choice but to play the role of a temporary guide. He picked up a Video Disk and said, "Alright, this one came out in '94. Don't just think of it as an adult film; that would be the greatest insult to art. In my eyes as a fan, it's comparable to How the Steel Was Tempered. This film, How Is Uncooked Rice Made into Cooked Rice, draws inspiration from a Hong Kong film from over a decade ago called Remember When Bananas Ripen. It tells the coming-of-age story of a boy experiencing sexual fantasies and wet dreams for the first time, his awakening with a beautiful older woman, and stealing forbidden fruit with his classmate girlfriend. The whole film is filled with the freshness and beauty of first love!"
"Is there anything else?" The man asked excitedly after hearing this.
Wei Yuan picked up a Video Disk and said, "Let me formally introduce this film to you. This is a piece that was heavily funded and produced with foreign investment. The entire film's tone is darker than Akira Kurosawa's and more melancholic than Wong Kar-wai. Set against the backdrop of World War II, the male and female leads use their bodies as weapons of protest against fascist Nazis. They take to the streets, using the ground as their bed, engaging in a brutal struggle for seven consecutive days in the most prosperous avenues. The audience's emotions will rise and fall with the female lead's voice, becoming passionate with each painful expression she displays. The film features a highly postmodern structure and is a rare artistic gem!"
After hearing Wei Yuan's introduction, Yang Ying was left speechless, feeling inferior. This guy had only been here for a week and was already so familiar with these Hong Kong-style romantic action films; he was simply too professional!
Even the most seasoned film critics blushed after his introduction. To analyze such romantic action films from an artistic perspective so deeply indicated that Wei Yuan must have a profound understanding of cinema. Was this a display of talent?
"Thank you for your visit. Your deposit will be refunded after deducting the applicable fees when you return the Video Disk. Please take care, cherish life, and pay attention to your health!"
Wei Yuan warmly sent off the customer and then handed the money to Yang Ying. As for the bag of Video Disks, it was placed under Gu Jing's desk. After giving Yang Ying a brief explanation, he prepared to leave.
This temporary cameo made him realize that during his time with Gu Jing, his understanding of films had indeed deepened significantly. However, it also highlighted Gu Jing's exceptional skills; if this chubby guy were to step into the limelight, he might just become a savior for domestic cinema!
Wei Yuan took out the Mercedes and drove it to a secluded spot. Once he confirmed that no one was around, he slowly opened the trunk and took out two boxes of defective Jade hidden inside.
He placed them in the back seat of the car. One box contained high-end defective Jade, with at least a hundred pieces primarily consisting of jade pendants and bracelets. Each piece of Jade, if repaired, could be worth over ten thousand dollars; thus, if repaired successfully, he could net at least a million!
"First, I need to fix this pile of stuff, and then there's that Listening Wind Bottle at home. I'm starting to make some money!"
Clearly excited, Wei Yuan recalled that he had previously tested one jade pendant. Although repairing all these high-end defective Jade pieces at once would be somewhat challenging, doing it in two or three batches would be manageable. Moreover, selling them all at once would overwhelm most shops.
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