Chapter 362 A Young Man Arrives in the Socialite Circle

Chapter 362 A Young Man Arrives in the Socialite Circle

Chapter 362 A Young Man Arrives in the Socialite World
"Newton and Gauss were born before me. Is it because they were the first to fly or they are trying to avoid my edge?"

"King Qin Ying Zheng was born a thousand years earlier than me. Is he afraid of me or is he just a king who doesn't see another king?"

On Saturday morning at eight o'clock, Lin Li hummed "God's Rap" and came downstairs in the community wearing tattered clothes.

This rap song really destroyed Lin Li’s filter about his predecessors.

Indeed, everyone praised Gauss as an absolute mathematical genius, "unprecedented and still unmatched", but a problem that took him an entire night to solve, Lin Li only needed to use a Gaussian formula to solve it in seconds.

The difference is obvious, and it is self-evident who is the shock wave.

With a smug mood, Lin Li came to the open space in the community, where the supplies he had purchased before were still placed intact.

These are the cement, gravel, trowels, trowels, mixing buckets and other items that were purchased at the beginning of this week.

Even if these things were delivered upstairs, they would still be difficult to carry down, so Lin Li simply asked the courier to drop them off downstairs.

The security in the old neighborhood is not very good, but it is also pretty good, so there is no loss to these things.

The schedule for this morning is very simple. I am going to make progress on "earth". I feel that I can complete the elemental mission this weekend.

Lin Li used a trowel to cut a hole in the bag of cement and gravel, then raised his eyebrows after looking at the dust and dirt on the trowel.

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

I believe everyone can guess what Lin Li will do next.

Yes, that's right. Lin Li grabbed the trowel and started smearing it on his body and face.

——From the process of completing other elements, Lin Li gained the experience that this task is very formalistic. Being tough when eating spicy food and being firm in words when resisting bribes can greatly improve the efficiency of task completion.

Therefore, before actually starting to work, make yourself covered in dust and look like you are working very hard, and at the same time, firmly say that you are not tired during the process, which will help improve your efficiency.

The system is still too business-oriented.

I don’t know if this “earthy” look is also part of the system’s approval, but during the application process, the task is slowly progressing.

This further increased Lin Li's confidence.

By the time the marginal benefits became negligible, Lin Li had become a small native.

Lin Li then took out his mobile phone, looked up the methods and techniques for preparing cement mortar, and prepared to start work.

Chen Yuying woke up quite early today, replied to my good morning, and sent a few messages.

In the WeChat list, Yan Aosong's name is still on the initial interface and can be seen without pulling down.

Yan Aosong certainly has his own capital to be able to break through the siege under the pinned Chen Yuying and group chat.

——His wife.

Last night's misunderstanding was finally resolved, but it did take a little longer.

Lin Li actually didn’t quite understand why everyone and Uncle Yan’s wife were telling the truth, but she just refused to believe it?

Yesterday, I was behind him, and I was afraid that my uncle Yan might have died in the car, so I called him again.

After the call was connected, he told Uncle Yan's wife everything about himself being the "Black Silk Man" and his original black silk motto: "Some people belong to the night, some people belong to black silk, the night belongs to everyone, but black silk only belongs to me"...

Then I was called "sick".

Yan Aosong was so upset that he wanted to cry but had no tears. He quickly said to his wife, "This is all true. What Lin Li said is true."

Then he was scolded, "You are still defending him. Yan Aosong, you and Lin Li should go over there, and you can take the child with you and let him call her mother."

Of course Lin Li refused, he didn't want a male mother.

But I don’t know what to name Uncle Yan’s child. If Lin Li were to choose the name, Lin Li hopes that no matter whether the child is a boy or a girl, they can be useful to society. How about Yan She?

It can also be called the myriad flavors of a hot summer day.

I have always been a genius when it comes to naming myself.

This is getting off topic. After discovering that the two of them were unable to convince Yan Aosong's wife, another party involved and the biggest culprit, Yang Liang, also joined the battlefield.

Of course, the "greatest" evaluation came from Lin Li. After all, Lin Li felt that if Uncle Yang had not taken out his black stockings, the subsequent events would not have happened at all.

And when the other demon-suppressing envoy swore on his honor that what Lin Li and Yan Aosong said was true, Yan Aosong's wife finally calmed down.

Then her worldview collapsed a little.

This is real.

This is real? !
Can this be fucking true???
Lin Li was asked questions one after another, and his mouth was dry from explaining, so he didn't quite understand what was going on in the mind of his wild aunt.

Isn't this a very normal thing? If someone told him about this situation, Lin Li felt that he would believe it immediately and ask the other party how to join this authoritative action.

Lin Li had no idea what happened next because the call was disconnected.

But Yan Aosong sent himself a message at one o'clock in the middle of the night:

"Uncle has already talked it out. Everything is fine now. Come to my house for dinner when you are free. Your aunt really wants to meet you."

Another three minutes passed.

"Lin Li, you'd better not wear black stockings."

Another three minutes passed.

"Lin Li, you'd better not talk when you get to my house."

Another three minutes passed.

"Lin Li, it's better not to be free."

When I woke up in the morning and saw Lin Li, I was quite touched. But after reading the rest of the message, I stopped laughing.

I seriously suspect that the first message was sent by Uncle Yan and Aunt Yan together, and the following messages were all added by Uncle Yan after careful consideration.

Alas, the people of Xiling are still too cold.

This is a long way from the Freljord - a society where all problems can be solved with a "bottle cap" and a "sorry, brother". I envy you.

Is this nonsense?

But since Uncle Yan doesn't want to go by himself, I'll find an opportunity to visit him another day.

"Lin Li?"

"Hey!" Hearing someone calling his name, Lin Li's thoughts shifted away from how to torture Uncle Yan, and he turned back to look at the source of the voice, "Grandma Zhang, what's wrong?"

It was Zhang Fang, who was looking at him with curiosity.

"Wow, it's really you," Zhang Fang looked at the little native in front of her with a little surprise. After confirming that it was Lin Li, she raised her eyebrows:
"Grandma didn't even dare to recognize you just now. What are you doing? How did you get yourself into this state? Are you okay?"

"Oh, grandma, I'm completely fine." Lin Li quickly signaled to the other party to rest assured, then pointed to the materials in front of him and explained:

"Grandma, I see that many of the ground in our community is full of potholes. It's not comfortable to walk or ride a bike. There's no real property management in our community. I'm free on the weekend, so I plan to repair it. It will be convenient for me and everyone else."

Zhang Fang suddenly realized: "Oh, so you bought all these things? I asked everyone in the group a few days ago who these belonged to, but no one replied."

"Sorry grandma, I don't usually check the group chat." Lin Li scratched his head.

After being pulled into the community group chat, Lin Li’s first thing was to turn off the group messages.

"It's okay, it's okay. Grandma understands," Zhang Fang waved her hands repeatedly, then said with some embarrassment:
"If anyone should be embarrassed, it should be grandma. Our community doesn't have a property management company, but we do have a neighborhood committee. We should be responsible for matters like this.

You tell me how this happened. I'm sure everyone has noticed the road and other things, but in the end you, a child, have to help everyone solve it. I don't know where to put my face. "

"It's our community, it's all the same." Lin Li said politely.

“You’ve made yourself into this state.” Zhang Fang looked at Lin Li’s now dusty face again. The meaning in her eyes completely changed. She was a little moved. “You’ve worked so hard. How could you let a child like you handle this kind of thing by yourself? Wait, grandma will go get some help!”

"Grandma, no need. I should be able to do it alone."

“Well, you said it’s everyone’s neighborhood, so naturally we should all come together. Besides, it’s not right for you, a child, to run around while we, the adults and the elderly, enjoy the good life.

It just so happens that the neighborhood really needs to be tidied up, and these weeds and benches also need to be tidied up or cleaned up. No need to tell me, I'll go get someone right away."

Without giving Lin Li a chance to refute, Zhang Fang walked away quickly.

Lin Li didn't care too much about it, and it didn't hinder him from completing his task. After all, in such a big community, there would always be things that could be improved.

The sound of music came from a community park not far away.

Lin Li looked up.

Several grandmas in the square were dancing to the rhythm of the music as usual.

and many more.

Zhang Fang was among them and was the leader.

Swing, swing~
Lin Li: “…(；☉_☉)?”

and many more.

Grandma, so what you just said, "You go and get some help," actually means this?

That...that's too shocking.

Is Grandma Zhang also so abstract?
However, Lin Li soon realized that he had made a mistake, because within a few minutes, a grandfather came over after looking around. After seeing Lin Li, he immediately understood the direction and walked straight towards him.

"Grandpa Fu."

I am not very familiar with the uncles and aunts in the community, but I am more familiar with the grandparents because I see them often in the mornings and evenings, so I can call out their names directly.

"Hey, Lin Li." Fu Wenda nodded, and then went straight to the point. He pulled up his sleeves and walked over. Looking at Lin Li's appearance, he exclaimed:
“It’s so hard.”

"Grandma Zhang told us about your plan in the group chat. Good boy, grandpa used to do this, and now he's here to help you."

"What are you up to now? You've got a lot, right? Where should I start?"

Lin Li was stunned when he heard this.

Looking at the almost untouched materials in front of him, Lin Li thought for a moment and said to Wenda seriously, "Grandpa, I have already opened the packaging bags."

Fu Wenda nodded, looked at Lin Li with a warm smile, and waited for him to continue.

Although he felt that this sentence could be left unsaid, Fu Wenda thought that Lin Li should be more concerned about details and was thinking whether the "drawing" was correct.

Well, this kid has a heart.

So - "Good job!" Fu Wenda nodded. As a child, you need to encourage him more. His eyes were full of admiration: "And then?"

"..."

"..."

Lin Li QAQ: "Grandpa, he's gone."

Fu Wenda was stunned: "Huh?"

What do you mean grandpa is gone? I, your grandpa, am still alive.

"Grandpa, I've only done this much. The rest hasn't started yet." The two looked at each other. Facing Fu Wenda's expectations, Lin Li's eyes were vague.

Fu Wenda: “(；☉_☉)?”

After another pause, Fu Wenda widened his eyes and looked at Lin Li, whose clothes were all covered in dust and mud, with a look of disbelief on his face.

This means that this kid made himself look so dirty just by cutting two holes in two bags?
——Then Fu Wenda would rather believe that "Lin Li just built a house by himself and then blew it up and cleaned up the site to completely restore the environment before the house was built"! ?
"Then what's on you..."

"Grandpa, it's not important anymore." After seeing the message on his phone, Lin Li handed his phone to Fu Wenda: "Grandpa, can you take a picture for me first?"

"Ah? Eh? Okay..." Although he didn't know why the topic turned to this, Fu Wenda still nodded, took the phone and prepared to take a photo.

However, when Fu Wenda looked at the picture on his phone showing Lin Li holding a shovel and posing handsomely in front of the sandbag, he thought for a moment and his pupils trembled!
Got it! Fu Wenda understood it instantly!

Fu Wenda heard that all kinds of fake socialites are popular in today's society. They will go to various places to pose for photos to create a false image of themselves. Their purpose is to attract rich men or simply to make others envy them.

A long time ago, he read a news report: "63 socialites pooled together to buy a pair of Balenciaga stockings, but because one of the socialites had athlete's foot, 32 people ended up getting fungal infections."

And the Lin Li in front of him might be... a construction site girl!

Hiss, maybe it would be better to call the boy a gentleman, that is... a civil gentleman!

Oh my god, why is this civil engineering student so cunning?

Although Fu Wenda had a lot of thoughts in his mind, he still helped Lin Li take the photos and returned the phone to him. He just looked at Lin Li with some regret, wondering if there was still a chance to correct his values.

From a certain perspective, Fu Wenda was right.

「Lin Li: "Pictures"」

"Lin Li: Working hard to serve the community"

——The staged photos taken by Fu Wenda for Lin Li did become Lin Li’s capital to catch mermaids.

She is really a construction site girl.

"Chen Yuying: I'm on my way to my grandparents' house too."

「Chen Yuying: "Picture"」

A selfie leaning against the car window, so cute.

Look, fishing is successful!
This is genius!
No need to think! Press and hold! Check the original image! Save it locally!
"Lin Li: Oh my god, at first glance I thought it was AI-generated, but after looking at it a few more times I realized it was actually AI-generated by me!"

“Lin Li: Slurp, slurp~”

"Chen Yuying: "Little Bear Flying Kick""

"Lin Li: Isn't it good to praise?"

"Chen Yuying: I love you too."

"Lin Li: Great, I'll continue to serve you. Your hands will be covered in dust and you won't be able to look at your phone. So if I don't reply, don't cry and call the police. You can cry later."

"Chen Yuying: I know."

"Lin Li: By the way, remember to tell me when you get home. I may call you then."

"Chen Yuying: OK~"

"Chen Yuying: "Teddy Bear Salute""

After chatting with Chen Yuying, Lin Li put his phone in his trouser pocket, did a few stretching exercises, and looked at Fu Wenda: "Grandpa Fu, let's get started."

Fu Wenda was stunned: "Are we really going to start?"

Does Tumuyuan really intend to fight against the ashes?
Lin Li was also stunned: "Aren't we going to start?"

Why are you coming down here if you don't want to start?
Lin Li has always been perceptive, so he quickly came up with a guess - could it be that Grandpa Fu responded and went downstairs immediately just to please Zhang Fang, but actually wanted to take his time?

Oh my god, why is this grandpa so cunning?

The two looked at each other, full of suspicion.

Fu Wenda asked tentatively: "Then...shall we start?"

Lin Li also tried to ask: "How about... starting?"

Fu Wenda smiled and said, "Okay, Lin Li, you go."

Lin Li also smiled: "Okay, Grandpa, you too."

……

Nowadays, there aren't that many misunderstandings that can last so long.

This little misunderstanding was immediately resolved once the cement mortar mixing process officially began, as both parties could see that the other party was really planning on doing this.

Lin Li, in particular, gave his all, focused his attention, and was completely inhumane in order to progress the mission.

After discovering that Lin Li was quite strong, Fu Wenda stood by and gave instructions and made minor adjustments.

It still makes sense.

The guides on the Internet are too vague. Beginners just look at the text and pictures without any sense of reality. In fact, there are slight differences in materials, proportions and techniques.

Plastering is indeed an art.

The smell of raw earth is strong, so you don’t need to smell it too much, especially when you just get off work.

Lin Li learned a lot of experience and knowledge that he could not truly understand from books and the Internet.

At the same time, as time passed, more and more neighbors responded to Zhang Fang's call, most of them were grandparents, and a small number were uncles and aunts.

Including Zhang Fang, they quickly finished the square dance and brought the grandmothers over to join in the help.

Of course, with so many people, it was impossible for them to gather around the few things Lin Li bought. Some brought new tools and materials, and most began to deal with other community affairs - sweeping the ground, tidying up the overgrown weeds, replacing the anti-corrosion paint on the outdoor benches...

A scene full of vitality and flourishing things is still before our eyes.

"Lin Li."

Lin Li, who was already squatting on the ground filling the gap, looked up when he heard the voice calling him, and then greeted: "Brother Ziang?"

He is a college student, Zeng Ziang, whom I met at the community’s mooncake-making activity during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"It's me. I was brought down by my family. Luckily you're here. I'll come to help too." Zeng Ziang was squatting beside him with a trowel in his hand and nodded.

"Brother, why are you in Xiling today? Are you going home this weekend?" Lin Li kept moving his hands while asking in order not to appear to have nothing to say.

There is no university in Nansang, so college students are all "out of town". Normally, they don't go home every week, which is a waste of money. Most of them only go home during holidays, or even longer.

"I don't have any classes in my senior year, and I found an internship in Nansang, so I have been staying at home for more than a month." Zeng Ziang explained.

"Internship, aren't you going to take the civil service exam?"

Lin Li thought of Zeng Ziang's previous plan and asked again.

“I actually signed up, and the exam is next weekend, but seeing my current state, I am not doing the final preparation for the exam, and I was dragged down by my family to contribute to the community, you can tell that I have given up.

As for whether or not to go and experience it next week so as not to waste the registration fee... let's talk about it later."

Zeng Ziang answered with a smile, but then he did not stop talking to explain that he did not give up for no reason:

“I decided to take the civil service exam because it was hard to find a job, but now I have found an internship, the three parties have signed the contract, and I have also received an offer from that company. I can officially start working after graduation.

I am quite satisfied with the job I found. I didn’t have the confidence to be the one who stood out among hundreds of people, so I gave up the job. My family also thinks it’s okay.”

"Congratulations." Lin Li nodded.

It is worth congratulating, and it can be considered as landing ahead of schedule.

"Thanks, that's great," Zeng Ziang said, wanting to share or show off:

“It’s a local job. Although it’s not in Xiling, it’s in the next town, less than half an hour’s drive away. I don’t even have to rent a house, and there’s almost no overtime. The performance indicators won’t put pressure on me, and the atmosphere among colleagues is also very harmonious.

And, Lin Li, do you know what is most important? It is that you have two days off a week, not one day off a week, not a long week, but a real two days off a week!"

"What! Two days off a week!" Lin Liren cooperated and gave the emotional value.

I don’t know since when, but having two days off a week, which should be considered common sense, has become a bonus that shocked the world.

But having two days off a week is not bad. Even for me, my two days off a week are incomplete now - Sunday night is occupied.

Starting from the third year of high school, there will be no work on Sunday afternoons.

Of course, compared to other extreme schools that only have half a day off a week, I am already considered lucky.

"Yes! Very good!" Zeng Ziang nodded heavily: "Lin Li, you know, I have calculated that people who have only one day off a week work 53 days more a year than those who have two days off a week, which is two months!
If we take forty years as the benchmark, then people who only have one day off will have to work for an extra eighty months, a seven-year shift!"

"Find a job with two days off a week! That's like saving seven years of work!"

Lin Li frowned slightly upon hearing this, and sneered at the answer: "Wrong."

Zeng Ziang: "I think..."

Lin Li: "How can someone with only one day off live that long?"

Zeng Ziang: "(;☉_☉)?"

Lin Li continued, "If I were to estimate, an office worker with only one day off a week would work much less than one with two days off a week, probably anywhere from a few years to more than ten years."

After hearing the first sentence, Zeng Ziang, who was about to refute, hesitated, then nodded:

"…I'm sorry, Lin Li. My calculation method was biased."

(End of this chapter)