good old days

The old family members of the cigarette factory were upstairs. The three-hour tutoring task was completed. Guo Hong and Jiang Fen assigned exercises to their respective students, packed their things and returned to school together.

Sun Yaodong returned home with his textbook in hand and was questioned by his brother Sun Jianwei.

"The women Wang Liang brought back are all college students from Huaqing, right? Are they here to make up lessons for you?"

Sun Yaodong nodded honestly. He failed the exam again this year, but after switching to liberal arts, his grades did improve a lot. He felt that there was still hope if he worked harder.

Sun Jianwei raised his eyebrows and asked keenly: "Is it free for you? Impossible."

Sun Yaodong held out three fingers and said, "Five yuan a month, three hours of extra work every Sunday."

Sun Jianwei took a breath and said, "So expensive? Our dad is actually willing to spend money to make up lessons for you! With your stupid head, can you pass the exam just by making up lessons?"

Sun Yaodong was unconvinced, "Brother Chen Yi gave us tutoring lessons. My college entrance examination scores have improved a lot this time. I believe that I will definitely pass the exam if I work harder! Dad also thinks that I have hope and is willing to let me tutor."

Five yuan a month is not a small amount. Sun Yaodong secretly made up his mind to be more serious. As long as he passes the exam, the money will not be wasted!

Sun Jianwei didn't bother to care whether he could pass the exam or not. He thought about how profitable it would be to take extra classes.

"Wang Liang is the one who takes the lead in making up your classes. Does he charge any benefits?"

Sun Yaodong was stunned and shook his head, "I don't know, but it shouldn't happen. His sister also made up for it with us."

Sun Jianwei strolled out and found Wang Liang at the Tongzi Tower. He took out a cigarette before he spoke.

"Brother Liang, is it legal for college students to give extra classes?"

Wang Liang was wary, "Is there anything against the rules?"

Sun Jianwei rubbed his index finger and thumb, "Is the reward appropriate?"

Wang Liang didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he thought he was trying to reason for the five yuan that Sun Yaodong wanted to give, "College students are giving tutoring lessons, and what's wrong with students voluntarily giving some remuneration? If they don't want to be remunerated, others can just use it." What did I teach you?”

This bastard has not been a good bird since he was a child. When he was a child, he took the lead in climbing trees to dig out bird's nests. He also bullied his younger brother. When he grew up, he didn't cherish the family's connections and arranged jobs for him. Wang Liang felt that he was crazy.

Sun Jianwei hurriedly said: "Brother Liang, you misunderstood. What I mean is, do you want us to cooperate? I will be responsible for setting up the venue and finding students who want tutoring. You will be responsible for recruiting college students from the university to come out to tutor. Let's work together."

The more Sun Jianwei talked, the more excited he became.

None of the jobs his aunt arranged for him he liked. He always wanted to do something big. Now people can set up stalls on the streets to do business. After observing for several months, he knew that he could make money as a self-employed person, but every day Working from dawn to dusk and earning dozens or hundreds of dollars a month is not what he wants. If he wants to do it, he should be a big one and make a lot of money in a year.

When the college entrance examination resumes, many parents hope that their children will succeed. Each person earns five yuan a month. If he can recruit a hundred people, he can earn five hundred yuan a month. With more students, college students can start teaching classes like schools. A teacher who teaches a class of students can still make money even if his salary is ten yuan a month. As long as the scale grows, he can continue to collect money.

Sun Jianwei's words were spitting, and Wang Liang's mind wandered as he listened to his words, and his mind started to calculate the accounts following his words. This calculation was so remarkable that he was shocked and woke up instantly. He waved his hand, "Go, go, go, I have a serious job, how can I have time to do this with you? My sister wants to improve her grades, so I invited classmates who are familiar with me from school to give her tutoring, and the tutoring cannot be in vain. I gave you five yuan to show your kindness, but I didn’t want to make things as big as you did. I don’t have that spare time. If your family doesn’t want to contribute the five yuan, your brother won’t come next time. It will be tiring for Mr. Guo to teach two people. "

Sun Jianwei looked at his back and muttered: "What a fool. If you work with me, you will definitely make a lot of money. You are short-sighted and you will lose your fortune at a glance!"

Wang Liang turned around and took a few steps, feeling a little regretful, but when he thought about the situation a few years ago, his regrets were suppressed again.

According to Sun Jianwei's idea, if college students from prestigious schools are invited to make up lessons, each student will have to pay five yuan a month. If the number of students making up lessons increases, won't it become a small school? Are cram schools run for profit considered private schools? Will there be any problems if we do it on such a scale?

He is just a security guard, but he is a security guard at Huaqing University. He has read the newspaper and heard the current social conditions from college students he is familiar with. He is also familiar with the police in the area police station. Now he has to set up stalls and do business. There is no precedent for setting up cram schools in designated areas to make money! If something goes wrong, it's definitely not a trivial matter. Once it's found out, it won't be over?

He has a formal job, so there is no need to wade through this muddy water!

Sun Jianwei's visit to him reminded him that make-up lessons had to be done secretly. In the future, when looking for students, he could not find students whose parents and himself were unreliable. The number should be limited to four people per table, and it would cost thousands. Exhort and advise.

Sun Jianwei left cursing, but his eyes were eager to try.

He didn't believe it anymore. Without Wang Liang, he wouldn't be able to find college students willing to make extra money! Not only those from Huaqing, but also college students from other universities in the capital!

Still having trouble finding a venue? If you go to his aunt, you can definitely get it done!

When he recruits hundreds of students, won't he still be able to earn thousands of dollars a year?

His aunt would definitely support him in such a profitable business! My uncle is also the leader of the Ministry of Education. What can happen to him when he opens a cram school?

...

At this time, an uninvited guest came to Song Wenxing's house with a wooden warehouse. He sat on the sofa with a sullen face as he turned around and stared at the guest.

Time goes back to two hours ago.

After Chen Jinhua learned that his daughter had been bullied by Song Minghan and became pregnant unexpectedly, he put on clothes, carried weapons, and drove to the Song family in a car.

Lu Peilin was the only one in Song Minghan's family at that time. When she saw him coming, she felt gloating in her heart.

A while ago, she tried to find a way to tell Chen Jinhua about his daughter and Song Minghan, and she was looking forward to this day.

Even if Chen Jinhua has a son, Chen Jiajia is still his only daughter. Would he be willing for his daughter to marry a divorced man with a bad reputation?

If Song Minghan dares to beat Song Hualin, don't blame her for embarrassing him.

"My Lao Song is not at home, why are you two here together?" Lu Peilin asked knowingly and stepped forward to greet her.

Feng Man glared at her fiercely and followed Chen Jinhua into the house with a dark face.

No matter what the relationship between Lu Peilin and Song Minghan is, everyone in the Song family is now her enemy!

When Chen Jinhua's sick aura was mixed with evil aura and he glanced at Lu Peilin with an expressionless but powerful look, her scalp felt numb and she subconsciously shut up.