Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

　　 Feng Yiping also knew that this must not be concealed. Although the postman who delivered the letter had been asked, what about the other employees in the post office, especially the female staff. Although this is not a big deal, how can it be a novelty, and hope they can keep it secret?

　　 But I didn't expect to be picked up so quickly.

　　 Just as he thought, these things are really spread by the post office. During the New Year, the son-in-law of a family in the town, a staff member of the County Civil Affairs Bureau, took his son to his mother-in-law's home to pay a New Year greeting. People in the county, naturally show their lavishness and superiority in front of the villagers.

　　 However, even though he eats public meals, he is just an ordinary clerk. He can only talk about his work, how good he is, how he can manage this and that, and the benefits he will receive at the end of the year, how so rich.

　　 Finally, it is inevitable to be better than children. He emphasized that his son won the third prize in the "Sprouting" Cup composition contest held in the city.

　　 When he said these words, it was actually a battle. This kind of battle without gunpowder smoke would happen every Spring Festival and every gathering.

The customs in the town are the same. He took his son and had to go to several houses for a meal. Later, when he arrived at the house of the brother-in-law’s cousin, he took the matter out and boasted a few more words. Of course, everyone was praised. This kid is pretty good, and he will definitely have a future."

　　 The housewife of this family is from the post office, not better than work. She is in the town and her family is in the county. It's no better than a child, and his children's grades follow the trend in the class. Somehow, his son won a third prize in the city.

But looking at him at this moment, let everyone in the room circle around him. As the master, his man was unable to speak, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while, so he interjected, "It's really good. Now the children are amazing. We are in the countryside below. , A child who had just entered the first year of junior high, published two novels in "Harvest" magazine in less than half a year, and the manuscript fee was more than my two-year salary."

　　 The clerk of the Civil Affairs Bureau heard it and was almost choked with a sip of wine. At this time, the guests were also distracted.

　　 In front of a dry parent, he praised his children, and others agreed with him. Only himself is cool. Who else is really happy.

The guests are also people in the town. People have this kind of psychology. Listening to the people in the county with a red face and a little self-humility, they are really not as good as their children. Although they are flattering on the surface, they have a lot of heart. Some are unwilling, my child is not very competitive, so I always find a competitive child to come out and fight for us.

Well now, we have a child who is more powerful than your son. Both of them published two articles in national magazines. They must be better than your third prize in a city essay competition, although it is not our child. , But it's the people in our town after all.

　　 So they asked, really, what magazine is it? How old is the child? Who? Next, this matter spread from family to family.

　　 On the same day, Tang Shaokang, who lives in the town, heard this rumor, but he only listened to it and didn't take it seriously. Is it true? Lie to the children.

　　 Yesterday, Ye Meng went to his uncle’s house, which was the post office director’s house, as a guest. He watched the gongs and drums show on the Lantern Festival night in the town. He heard his uncle talk about it. He said that it was their school, which was also a first-year student, and his grandfather was in Mei’s house.

　　 When I was riding in Tang Shaokang's car today, I told him about it. Tang Shaokang took it seriously. I wondered if it wasn't Feng Yiping's guy, that's why I had the trial just now.

　　 is no longer a child, although Feng Yiping repeatedly denied it, but it is no longer convincing.

　　 Ye Meng smiled and said to him, "This is not a bad thing, why should I keep it?"

　　 Feng Yiping is always hard to say, I don't want people to know, I don't want to be famous, such a statement is absolutely unreasonable hypocrisy in the eyes of his peers, so he can only think about other things.

　　 He also thought about it, can it be said that it was copied? He immediately rejected this idea, which had a great impact on his personal reputation. The countryside is actually a place that places great emphasis on integrity, and the old saying goes, "Good things do not go out, bad things spread thousands of miles", this has been repeatedly verified in the countryside. . As long as he said it was a copy today, all relatives and friends in Shili Baxiang will know about it tomorrow.

　　 He doesn't want to bear the title of dishonesty plus a thief from now on.

　　 At the same time, as a person who came by, he deeply knew that in order to round up a lie, he had to make up more other lies-it was nothing but trouble.

　　 Then just recognize it, it's just a little trouble at best.

　　Wang Changning had figured out what was going on, and was sincerely happy for Feng Yiping, "Okay, you are hiding things like this from us, saying, are there other things you are hiding?"

　　 Feng Yiping smiled bitterly, "Big brother, you didn't ask, besides, this matter is not a big deal, should we advertise it?"

　　Wang Changning said, "It is in your temper to do this, but I also understand why your parents agreed to find you a house in the village."

　　 The gossip was spread so quickly. That night, the students knew about it, and early the next morning, even the chef in the cafeteria heard about it. When Feng Yiping went to the cafeteria, he shyly accepted the attention of his surroundings, while receiving preferential treatment from the master. The porridge he called him was definitely worthy of chopsticks.

　　 When the principal heard this, he thought of another thing. Just a few days ago, I was drinking with Lao Zhu from the middle school in the town. Lao Zhu asked him if he was familiar with a student named Feng Yiping. Although he did not take the first grade class, he knew that Feng Yiping was the first in the first grade. The semester final exam is second in the county.

　　As the principal of the town’s middle school, Lao Zhu must have known about this, and now he has no brains to ask what this is for? Asked Lao Zhu the reason, but Lao Zhu laughed and did not answer. Now I think about it, it should be because of this.

　　 The competition between schools is also fierce. The results of the town’s middle school are better than those of Liangjiahe Middle School. They also have good grades. But nowadays, there are various competitions that can make the school face, such as the Olympiad in Mathematical Physics, and various composition contests. There are not too many such special talents in any school.

　　 When Wang Yumin, the head teacher, heard the news, he was silent for a while, no longer preparing for lessons, and wanted to find those two magazines. Teacher Zhu stopped him, "No need to go, only Lao Peng subscribed to the magazine in the school. He must have been borrowed by this time."

　　Wang Yumin thinks about it, "You said Feng Yiping really wrote it?"

Teacher Zhu is looking at the chess record, "It's not that he could be someone else, he just wants to copy, and he wants to find someone who can copy. Think about it, who can write it among the people he comes in contact with? And he writes two in half a year. ?"

　　Wang Yumin just subconsciously didn't want to believe it. How can I put it to say, it feels like the back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach. "Then you see, he should have written the first one during the summer vacation. He had just graduated from elementary school at that time!"

　　 Teacher Zhu said, "I told you a long time ago that this Feng Yiping is a bit different, and his thinking is far more mature than his peers, so believe it now!"

The first class in the morning is English. The teacher is a middle-aged woman. Maybe because of the English class, she is very concerned about her appearance and pays special attention to makeup. But because of her technique and cosmetics, she often carefully Dress up, the effect is often negative.

For example, today, I didn’t catch the point, I didn’t think of a way to deal with the swollen eye bubbles, but my lips were too red and thick, and there was powder on my face. Oh, Feng Yiping took a look and decided immediately. Good.

Teacher 　　 went to him, "Great writer, come, and recite the first section of this lesson."

　　 The classmates all looked at him and laughed, and Feng Yiping stood up, "Teacher, don't break me down, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I'm really out of **** luck."

　　 Anyway, Feng Yiping has been dubbed the nickname of a great writer.

　　 After eating at noon, Wang Changning and Xiao Zhijie were blackmailed. In the canteen, he spent six yuan to buy the kind of tin boxed biscuits. Six yuan! If Mei Qiuping knew about it, she would definitely educate him heartily.

　　 Feng Yiping estimated that at least two of them were spent on the iron box for the biscuits, but he wanted to buy other packages. Xiao Zhijie just disagreed.

　　 That's not even counted, Xiao Zhijie also said, "It's not over yet, you are making a lot of money, don't let us go because it is so cheap."

　　 Wang Changning also said, "That's right, come, eat quickly, give me this box after eating."

　　 Xiao Zhijie immediately snatched the box over, "Is there anything wrong, I said I want to buy this, because I fell in love with this box, I wanted to buy it a long time ago, and have been reluctant."

　　 Seeing Feng Yiping looking at him playfully, he immediately added, "Of course, I have no money and can't afford it."

　　 The sun is good, they still came to the old place, leaning on the water tower, lazily basking in the sun.

　　 Feng Yiping said about renting a house in the village during the summer vacation. Xiao Zhijie was very excited, "Really?"

　　 got an affirmative answer, "That's great!"

　　 Wang Changning hit him, "Will your parents agree?"

　　 "Cut, if I want to, they have to agree if they disagree."

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