Chapter 218 04.0217: "Cousin Enjolras"

In a bar located in the F-4 block of Vegas, Yin Shuyao was busy with her work.

While she skillfully mixed cocktails for the guests, she repeated the guests' orders in a sweet voice and wrote down the corresponding bills in her mind. At the same time, she kept an eye on whether there were any "strange people" worthy of attention among the people who came in to consume.

At the same time, her eyes would still occasionally scan the sticky notes, which recorded the knowledge points that needed to be remembered in the course content.

It is worth noting that she also has a piece of parchment at hand, which is densely covered with square spaces, shaped like a Sudoku puzzle, but the numbers inside are replaced by Chinese-like characters. Next to the paper is an exquisite wooden toy that looks like a Luban lock.

This was a code that her cousin, with whom she had been corresponding through letters, had asked her to help create.

But even if it was a commission from a relative, she could only find time to do it whenever she could.

Since entering Gothic University, she has been busier than ever.

On the one hand, after renting such a large three-story shop from the gentleman with a mysterious background, his business became more and more prosperous thanks to his father's unique taste, which was well-known among the neighbors and his excellent cooking skills that could please the taste of the vast majority of the people, as well as his own cocktail performances to liven up the atmosphere.

Today, this place has become a well-known "store-exploring and check-in spot" in the Vegas area.

Although she hired more than a dozen waiters, she was still the only "boss lady" in charge of accounting for such a large store.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to recruit people, but it’s too difficult to recruit someone in Zhongchao who can manage such trivial and complicated accounts.

On the other hand, as the female companion of Miss Thei Peru, a famous naval noble on the planet, she had to take time out from time to time to accompany Miss Thei to relax and have fun.

But the most important aspect is that she wants to go on to graduate school of business administration.

This was also her biggest motivation for choosing to spend time making friends with the noble lady.

In the human empire, if poor students want to get a chance to a higher level, they must please the powerful and wealthy in order to get a share of the remaining opportunities.

For a child like her who was enrolled in Plymouth College and came from an ordinary Middle Nest citizen family.

If one wants to win a place in the scarce and demanding college for poor students, one has to work hundreds or even thousands of times harder than other students from noble families.

When she told her father her idea, he raised his hands to show his support.

In order to save up the money for his daughter's admission to the Graduate School of Business and Management, which is so high that ordinary families can hardly afford it, this middle-aged man who has always been hardworking has been working even harder recently.

And every expense is calculated carefully, saving wherever possible for fear of waste.

Under such tremendous pressure, she started preparing for her future studies as soon as she entered university.

While others were having fun, she had to help with the family business and spend time with Miss Peru to make her happy. Apart from that, there was only study in her life.

But the effort is worth it - every student who graduates from Plymouth Women's Graduate School of Economics and Management is often one of the most promising professionals in Abyss Port.

They will serve as advisers in the Ministry of the Interior, or be selected as senior technical bureaucrats, or set up their own economic offices to provide all aspects of financial management services to huge interstellar giants.

For all these reasons, the annual salary starts at one million and there is no upper limit.

Even entering the aristocratic class and becoming one of the top members, such miracles are not uncommon.

What's worse, some will be hired by the dynasty of traveling merchants or directly marry into a wealthy family, and serve as the family asset manager as the hostess, holding the golden key to an ancient and wealthy family.

"Hey, Xiaoyao." A young man in a red tuxedo pushed the door open and greeted her warmly.

Yin Shuyao turned around when she heard the voice.

"Cousin Enjolras?" Her wide black eyes showed surprise as she looked at her mixed-race relative.

The young man in red has black and gold naturally curly hair, three-dimensional and delicate facial features, and a face with a mixed-race texture.

His mother was Yin Shuyao's aunt, and the man's sister.

By chance, she had a rich marriage and successfully married into Shangchao, becoming the fifth wife of the contemporary heir of a civilian ship trading company belonging to the Imperial Fleet, and successfully gave birth to a son.

That is the mixed-race young man in front of him named Enjolras.

"Enjolras, is this the new tavern opened by your cousin's family? It's quite big." The young men following behind were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and their every move showed that they had received strict etiquette education.

Each of them has a distinct personal style of dressing, and their expressions and temperaments are different.

Some had sunny and cheerful outgoing smiles, some maintained a polite distance, and some were sullen and seemed to just want to sit down and have some drinks.

But without exception, these people were either rich or noble, and the clothes they wore were obviously not affordable for the common people.

Having gone out with Miss Peru more often, Yin Shuyao has a keen eye and can tell that these clothes have a distinct handmade custom style, which is decent and stylish.

They looked around the interior of the tavern, which was decorated simply yet stylishly, with a bit of surprise, as if they had not expected that there would be such a place in Zhongchao.

"Xiaoyao, is there any room left? Please arrange a private room for me, thank you." The mixed-race young man behaved politely, just like his appearance and clothes, which were decent and elegant, while also being friendly like blood relatives. "Yes, cousin. Why are you here? Who are they?"

"I heard that you were admitted to Plymouth College, so I came to congratulate you. I knew you could do it. Congratulations."

Then, the young man turned around and introduced his friends:
"They are my salon friends at Ravensburg College. We often come out to drink, write, and discuss current political affairs. I just happened to hear that my uncle opened a nice pub, so I brought them here to have a look. Since it costs money anyway, wouldn't it be better to spend it on my own relatives?"

"Okay, wait a minute, cousin, I'll make expedited arrangements for you. Dad, my cousin is here."

"Here we go!"

The man grabbed a towel and casually wiped the sweat off his face, then walked out of the kitchen. Seeing the younger generation coming to visit, he smiled and greeted them in the tribe's dialect:
"It's Enjolras. Long time no see. You've grown so tall since I last saw you. You're a very handsome guy now."

"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Yuanshan. I came here to congratulate Xiaoyao on her admission to higher education."

"Thank you, thank you." The man smiled and said generously:
"Now we have two top students in our family. Come on, Xiaoyao, quickly arrange a private room for your cousin."

"It's all arranged. Cousin, please go upstairs and follow me." Yin Shuyao handled the matter at hand swiftly, walked out of the wine cabinet and personally led the young man upstairs.
"Have you joined any clubs after entering college, Xiaoyao?" The young man in red chatted as they walked.

"Not yet. I'm too busy. Some time ago, many classmates chose clubs of their interest and joined them, but I just couldn't find the time."

“If you don’t join clubs in college, then the fun will be cut in half.”

"As for the club, it's still quite new to me. We'll see when the time comes."

The girl smiled and said, "If it's a math club or a decryption club, I'm a little interested. It seems like it wouldn't be bad to join one of them."

"By the way, I saw you playing Sudoku before, and you seemed to say that you could use this as a password. Is that true?"

"Yes, but my current ideas are still not perfect. There are some places where they lack uniqueness, so I need to polish them further." Yin Shuyao turned her head and looked at the Luban lock and Sudoku table on the table and said.

"If you figure it out, be sure to send it to me in a letter as soon as possible!" When he said this, the mixed-race young man's eyes lit up and he said excitedly.

"But cousin, I'm not a professional either. Are you sure you want to use the encryption code book I made?" the girl reminded the young man with a wry smile.

"It doesn't matter. Believe in yourself. If you can't do it, no one else in the Citizen Army can do it either." The young man whispered.

Then he ended the topic and smiled as he called on his club friends to follow his cousin upstairs.

The girl arranged a relatively secluded and quiet corner box for her cousin and the other members of the club.

She knew that her cousin was one of the secret leaders of the Citizen Army.

Every time he got drunk, he would talk without restraint about his ideas about the future people's livelihood and political structure on the planet.

This is a taboo in the empire.

The Guild Alliance does not allow civilians to talk about their actions. Once discovered, the Hive Marshals' suppression team will come to arrest them and put them in a prison called the Bastille Tower.

Not to mention the citizen militia members like my cousin who not only talk but also plan to take action.

It is said that the prison is full of political prisoners of this kind, and once you are caught, you will never see these people again.

Although Cousin Enjolras came from a wealthy family, his father's company and civilian fleet had frequent trade exchanges with the Guild Alliance.

But he had lived and eaten with sloppy sailors since he was a child, so he sympathized with the poverty, was cynical, and felt extremely ashamed of the guild alliance's behavior of exploiting the people.

Yin Shuyao pursed her lips.

Her own relationship with the Citizen Army was not entirely clean, as she needed to pay the huge tuition fees and she also did not want to overwork her father.

She privately took over the account handling work of the Citizen Army through her cousin, and also psychologically supported the Citizen Army's protest struggle.

The behavior of the Guild Alliance is becoming more and more excessive. They seem to increase the living expenses without thinking, and don't care about the lives of the people in the Nest.

For some unknown reason, recently, as if possessed, the tax line was even raised to 45% of the average income.

It was said that the war in the empire had escalated, and the Ministry of the Interior had demanded that they pay double the tithe.

But in the past, when the tithe was paid normally, the tax rate for living expenses was only 13%. How could there be a double tithe that took away nearly half of the income? No matter from which angle, it did not conform to the principles of planetary economics and taxation that she had learned.

[Are the people in the Guild Alliance and the Ministry of the Interior stupid?] She couldn't help but complain silently in her heart.

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