Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

In the third year of junior high school, the study was very intense. The teachers of each subject also worked hard in class, made a review plan, checked the gaps and filled the gaps for the students, and provided the students' grades.

However, after a week of school, the students who had been slacking off for a winter vacation were gradually getting back to the state of school under the bombardment of the teacher. It was so tight as soon as they started, tomorrow is the weekend, and the last few classes have already been seated. No longer.

At this time, there is no distinction between top students and poor students.

They are all sixteen or seventeen-year-old children, and they are all looking forward to the rest day in the same mood.

Even though the last class is a parent-teacher meeting, the upcoming holiday makes everyone choose to ignore this issue.

Jiang Mu was not afraid of parent-teacher meetings, but she was worried about another issue.

Jiang Mu sighed, getting used to the weekend work and rest, how could she forget that it is 1988, the country has not joined the WTO, there is no so-called double weekend, only one day off a week.

In this way, her previous plans are about to be adjusted.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Sun Quan pushed Jiang Mu's arm, "What are you thinking? Don't worry, Aunt Zhao is so gentle, you haven't caused any trouble this week since the start of school, the teacher should not call names at the parents' meeting, you won't scolded."

Why is she worried about this!

However, one day at a time is better than nothing.

"Are you all packed?" Jiang Mu regained his spirits.

Sun Quan's schoolbag was an army green cloth bag that was worn cross-body.

"Are you sure someone will buy this?" He tidied up the straps of the schoolbag, for fear that the straps of the schoolbag could not bear so much weight and would break.

Jiang Mu raised his chin and smiled confidently, "When did sister lie to you?"

Speaking of which, she also put on her schoolbag. Her schoolbag was brought back from the capital. The red backpack was very fashionable at this time. Relying on this schoolbag, Jiang Mu successfully pulled in the relationship with the female classmates in the class.

It was indeed a little heavy when I tipped the weight, but fortunately, I have been training with Wen Liyan during this period of time, and my body has improved a lot.

Wen Liyan's schoolbag is the same as Sun Quan's, and it is worn cross-body. At this time, it has the same drum as Sun Quan's, and it doesn't match his slender figure and handsome facial features.

After feeling the weight on his body, he walked behind Jiang Mu, grabbed the top of his schoolbag, and picked it up, quite heavy.

"My back."

The weight on his shoulders was reduced, and Wen Liyan carried it directly on one shoulder. This movement looked a bit handsome. It was just after school. Wen Liyan, as a handsome student, was originally the object of attention of his classmates. Now I see He helped Jiang Mu carry the schoolbag, and some female classmates secretly envied Jiang Mu.

For a week, the students in the second class of the third year all knew that the big demon master Wen Liyan was very good to Jiang Mu. She helped her clean the blackboard, sweep the floor, give her lectures after class, and go to the cafeteria at noon for them. together.

Now he is helping Jiang Mu to carry schoolbags, Jiang Mu has become the envy of the students.

They didn't know that Jiang Mu was also very relieved. Wen Liyan has become more active recently. If this continues, he won't have to worry about finding a girlfriend in the future.

"Just take a day off, Jiang Mu, what are you doing back home with so many books? The teacher left so many homework, do you still have time to learn other things?" Jiang Chen wondered.

"My God! I don't even want to take my homework home. You are still studying other subjects. Are you too diligent?" Hou Liangliang was shocked.

"Cut, it's just a pretense, only boys like you who look at your face will believe it! You are too stupid!" Hu Xin took a look at Jiang Mu.

"Xinxin, you think everyone is as smart as you and learns so well. Some people are just too stupid, so they can only work harder." Zhao Huan mocked.

"I'm afraid some people are just pretending to work hard." Hu Xin glanced at Jiang Mu and stopped at Wen Liyan, "Student Wen, you study so well, why do you want to be friends with these poor students? I don't deserve to be your friend."

Sun Quan immediately lowered his head, clutching the schoolbag strap on his chest with his right hand, rubbing it uneasily.

Wen Liyan frowned slightly and glanced at her, "It has something to do with you?"

Jiang Mu laughed lightly, the little tiger's teeth were white and cute, and pulled Sun Quan and Wen Liyan, "Let's go, some people just like to meddle in their own business."

Hu Xin felt unable to hang on his face, and was so angry that he could only stamp his feet in place.

*

The parent meeting of Hongxing Middle School is relatively early. This is also the tradition of Hongxing Middle School. In the first week of the third year of junior high school, a parent meeting is held.

First, praise the students who have achieved excellent results in the final exam, and then let the parents know what the students should do in the next time, and how the parents should supervise, everything is for the children's grades.

Zhao Yue asked for leave to hold a parent-teacher meeting for Jiang Mu and Wen Liyan. She had not been in the factory for a long time, and it was not easy to ask for leave. Fortunately, the workshop director also held a parent-teacher meeting for her child today, so she successfully asked for leave. .

"Zhao Yue, your child also goes to school here?" Hu Changguo was surprised, "It's too coincidental, how is she studying? My daughter's name is Hu Xin, and she was second in the school last time in the final exam." His eyes were full of pride. .

"Your daughter is amazing!" Zhao Yue praised with a smile.

The parents in this class have held parent-teacher meetings for two and a half years, and they are all familiar with each other. When they heard Hu Changguo's words, they praised them one after another, and then began to discuss ways to educate their children. For a while, the classroom was very lively.

*

Here, Jiang Mu took Wen Liyan and Sun Quan out of the main gate of the school, but did not go home, but set up a stall not far from the school gate.

But this time, they are not selling gloves, but tutorial materials from Wen Liyan's hands, plus a summary of the question types.

Originally, this was for Wen Liyan to tutor Jiang Mu, but Jiang Mu saw a business opportunity.

During the winter vacation and the start of school, almost 200 volumes were completed with the efforts of the three of them. Language, mathematics, foreign language, matter, chemistry, each subject has a special exercise for knowledge point analysis, and there is a question type induction analysis.

At this time, there was no copier, at least these people used such high-level equipment, they could only use stupid methods.

Jiang Mu bought a box of copy paper, put white paper under the copy paper, and then put another copy on it, and then covered it with white paper. After her experiment, she could complete five copies at one time while maintaining clarity. , that is, when writing, you need to be very hard.

With this method, the three of them completed 200 volumes.

"How much are we selling for?" Sun Quan asked.

"5 yuan." Jiang Mu said.

Sun Quan's eyes widened, "But, this book uses a lot of paper for fifty cents, right? It's so expensive, will anyone buy it?"

When Jiang Mu raised his hand, his brain collapsed, "Are we selling paper? The knowledge we sell! Knowledge!"

Sun Quan touched his forehead, still a little worried. If these booklets can't be sold, what will happen to his tuition and living expenses? Grandpa and grandma are so old, they can't let them work for his tuition any more.

Jiang Mu stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, with bright almond eyes, "Don't worry, we have a trump card, and we will definitely be able to sell it!"

Knowledge is money, knowledge is power, knowledge is wealth!