Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    "Happy Birthday to You—Happy Birthday to You—"

    Jiang Wang sang the birthday song for the first time in twenty-eight years. Although he was still a little ashamed, he sang it from beginning to end with a serious expression.

    Accompany Peng Xing to watch and cut the cake.

    "What wish did you make?" Peng Xingwang was very curious, but just as he asked, he waved his hand hastily: "If you don't say it, it won't work."

    Jiang Wang hasn't answered yet, but the child couldn't help but say, "I wish for the first place in the final exam!"

    Brother Jiang was silent.

    "You know, it's an honor to be the parent of the first child, and you will be praised by the teacher at the parent meeting!" Peng Xingwang handed him the paper plate full of cakes and threw the chocolate label Chewing in his mouth: "I can take an 80% English test now, and I will definitely be able to review it again!"

    Jiang Wang rarely cares about his score.

    Jiang Wang has never been in love, and this is the first time raising a child.

    After thinking about it, I don't plan to train any Tsinghua students. It is enough to be happy from childhood to adulthood.

    Thinking of this, the man suddenly became interested.

    "Peng Xingwang, what do you want to be when you grow up?"

    He didn't seem to have time to think about his ideals in life when he was a child, and it's fun to listen to now.

    Peng Xingwang ate the cake in small bites, and thought about it for a while after hearing this.

    "I want to be a bus driver."

    "Why a bus?"

    "Because, because driving a bus is like driving a boat in the city, which is very romantic." The boy gestured and said: "The driver will always have a place to sit, and he can also give everyone a seat. I am very happy to have my favorite radio channel."

    Children only learned how to write the word romantic this week.

    "If you can't drive a bus, it's good to go to herd sheep." Peng Xingwang added: "I like sheep, sheep are very good."

    Jiang Wang held his chin and listened to his imagination, unexpectedly feeling very good.

    "Okay, if you go back to the countryside to herd sheep, I'll match you with a few border shepherds." The elder brother spoke hard: "The cotton jackets and scarves in winter are all pointing at you."

    "Okay! Pull the hook!"

    Since the end of the World Cup on July 10, Jiang Wang's temporary ATM has been officially closed.

    The men who followed and watched the football in the town were still not satisfied, and they were pulling this fortune-teller and betting on something else.

    Jiang Wang still has some AFC Champions League records in his memory, but it can be thrown aside for the time being.

    His savings and connections are quite sufficient.

    Compared to the number of goals he will score on TV tonight, more people are surprised that he can count the divorce, get sick and recover, and even see who is pregnant with a boy or girl.

    Sometimes someone invites Jiang Wang to dinner. It was originally about business cooperation. After eating, Boss Jiang wiped his mouth: "I am pregnant with a daughter, congratulations."

    The buddy who is the host is stupid: "What, is my wife pregnant?!"

    His mouth is smart enough that he can quickly gain a foothold in this small town with a mixture of northern and southern accents.

    The mothers-in-law and aunts of the office saw that he was too eager to keep a few words, and it felt like flying after the certificate and the trial.

    On July 12, there are five days before the final exams of primary school students, and the bookstore officially opened.

    The address is just to the right of Aunt Hu's noodle shop. The two shops are directly merged and renovated. There is also a small shop selling roasted fairy grass and curry fish balls. The name is also called Bu forget milk tea.

    It stands to reason that the new shop will not open so fast, but the boss Jiang gave the money and the idea was clear. Sooner or later, he would come over to oversee the workers and invite the workers brothers to drink and eat skewers. The quality of the shop is naturally exceptional. it is good.

    Hongshan Junior High School is only a ten-minute walk from here. Many teachers also like to go shopping here. The neatly classified teaching aids are very popular on the first day of opening.

    After all, the boss's signs are all out-

    All the good teaching assistants in H province have moved here! Don't be afraid that you can't finish it!

    Grandparents and grandparents bring their children to buy books over 40 and get a free basket of eggs, buy more get more!

    Jiang Wang instructed Peng Xingwang to help take care of the business, and he adjusted the monitors in six positions at the counter, and suddenly felt that a child was staring at him.

    He raised his head and looked at the snot-snoring child.

    "...Yang Kai." Jiang Wangping said straightly: "What are you looking at me for?"

    The child was surprised: "Do you remember my name?"

    Well, after all, it was a friendship that we ate sweet potatoes in the wilderness and sacrificed our lives when we were soldiers.

     Yang Kai was very philosophical when he was in his twenties. He seemed to understand life and death early on. Usually Jiang Wang encounters something, but if you listen to him talk about Freud Archimedes, you will be able to think about it.

    The philosopher is still sniffing.

    "Please drink milk tea." Jiang Wang motioned the clerk to make a cup for the child first, and sat opposite Yang Kai: "You are Peng Xingwang's good friend, I remember you."

    Yang Kai nodded very wisely: "I want strawberry milk tea and coconut."

    Jiang Wang was sitting with his close friend who had shrunk by twenty years. He wanted to catch up and talk about something, but he felt that he couldn't find it.

    So he propped his head up and watched the little fat man **** the coconut.

    "Brother Jiang," Yang Kai was also thirsty, and only after drinking half a cup did he say, "What do you want?"

    Jiang Wang did not expect this person to start philosophy.

    So I answered the same as back then: "What do you think?"

    "I don't think you've made up your mind yet." The child hugged the strawberry coconut milk and said, "I'm going to fly from here to Mexico in the future. I heard that there is Godzilla in Mexico."

    No, you will go to graduate school in the future, and then cry while cursing and doing experiments in a foreign country.

    Jiang Wang paused for a moment, then asked, "Why do you think I didn't think about it?"

    "It's very simple." Yang Kai pointed to his neckline: "Everyone is wearing a small iron badge, you don't."

    Jiang Wang reached out and touched it, and realized that he was talking about the badges he gave to the clerk. This inspiration came from the school badge badges that Hongshan Primary School had.

    He is the boss behind him. He doesn't need to wear the store manager's logo, and his neckline is very clean.

    He doesn't like being tied down by his identity, always. This choice is very free, but at the same time there is no sense of belonging, and I don’t know if it is good.

    The man decided to take another look at the opinion of the little philosopher.

    "Then when do you think I'll figure it out?"

    "This." Yang Kai touched his collar: "Whenever you want to put something on your clothes, you must have thought about it."

    While chatting, Peng Xingwang brought a group of children over.

    "Brother!" He deliberately shouted brightly and crisply: "They all want to buy a full set of Pipiru! Can you get a discount for a total of eight people!"

    Jiang Wang blinked, thinking that this child is really with me and has a rich career.

    "Okay, go to checkout over there, everyone will get 20% off."

    The child smiled and said loudly while his friends went over: "There is free orange water over there! Remember to drink it!"

    Jiang Wang hugged the child aside and bit his ear: "I'll give you a commission later."

    "Really?!"

    "Well," Jiang Wang laughed: "Maybe you can pay tuition by yourself when you wait for junior high school."

    The matter of belonging in life is temporarily a philosophical question, but doing business to make money is the real highlight at present.

    Jiang Wang is very good at doing things, taking the opportunity to promote the bookstore business and express delivery in the city, and taking advantage of the cheap advertising to push marketing away.

    Now the business of express stores is mainly to undertake a large number of goods transportation between companies and manufacturers, and the number of private business is very small.

    With the bookstore's best-selling novels and senior teaching assistants flowing to the whole city, the safety and convenience of express delivery will gradually be accepted by people.

    Overall it's really **** smooth.

    It was at this juncture that he met a reliable real estate salesman who had everything.

    Experts are the easiest to dislike, after all, you can see each other's twists and turns in a second, and a few more words are equivalent to exploring each other's bottom.

    Then I picked a prime location and bought six shops.

    Fang Quan never thought that in this legend, everything can be counted. Maybe he can tell at a glance whether the other person has hemorrhoids or not. He also knows the real estate transaction market. We started talking about doing open business with each other.

     "However, it's a pity that there are bookstores in three blocks in such a good section?"

    Jiang Wang smoked half a cigarette and didn't answer, thinking that he finished it eight hundred years ago.

    What he wants is not a bookstore, but a warehouse.

    Ming is the front of the bookstore, and it is also the storage and delivery station of the online store. All offline income is extra fast.

    In this way, the business will be profitable.

    Three bookstores opened one after another, taking advantage of the summer vacation to make a lot of money for final exam reference materials, printing color prints and even doing animation peripherals. .

    He made up his mind quickly, walked steadily, and even secretly asked the real master to calculate the feng shui auspicious time before opening.

    If you calculate the profit, the book is beautiful.

    Fang Quan didn't expect to open a bookstore so well. After all, everyone went to catering, and few people saw this kind of small business.

    In addition to his surprise, he firmly believed that Boss Jiang was not an ordinary brain, and he made up his mind to go down the same road with him.

    The design of the online store took some time, and it is still being changed over and over again.

    Jiang Wangzheng had a meeting with the newly hired artist to discuss his ideas, and suddenly Ji Linqiu called.

    The tone is bad.

    "Mr. Jiang, Peng Xingwang had a fight at school, please come over as soon as possible."

    When Ji Linqiu was not angry at ordinary times, it actually made people's voice warm and soft, and Jiang Wang secretly benefited from it.

    Generally, they have a somewhat friendly "Brother Jiang", and "Xingwang" and "Xingxing" who are very spoiled.

    The tone of this call was rare and tough, which made people directly think of his frowning brows and cold eyes.

    Jiang Wang motioned the artist to first unplug the USB flash drive and go back to change the main page, then drive downstairs and stabilize Teacher Ji.

    "What happened to the child?"

    "He scratched the female classmate with a triangular ruler," Ji Linqiu said tiredly: "The girl insisted that he was going to cut her face, and the parents are now coming over to make trouble, and they want an explanation. ."

    "You've worked hard," Jiang Wang said clearly and pointedly: "I'll come right away, ten minutes at the slowest."

    After speaking, take a shortcut and head to the school.

    I felt something was wrong as I stepped on the gas pedal.

    Peng Xingwang is himself, he can't understand it any more.

    Moreover, the child has a very good business sense and will not offend the classmates easily.

    It's probably just being agitated or poking at the sore spot.

    What kind of pain can other seven or eight-year-old children poke at, most likely to scold his own father, alcoholic and mother, for running away, and then add some unpleasant words heard from broken mouth parents.

    Well, very likely.

    The man thought of this, his eyes darkened, and the air pressure decreased unconsciously.

    Dare to scold me? !

    The little girl currently does not know the magical situation of the integration of the big brother and the little brother, and is still crying in the office.

    "He... he actually... hiccup, it's too much!"

    The two parents next to them also looked ugly.

    "Will you come? Isn't Jiang Boss Bookstore right next to it? It takes so long?"

    "People, don't make a little money and then float away. It must be that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked."

    The tall man pushed in the door, and the hem of his clothes was breezy as he walked.

    "Sorry, I'm late." He shook hands with the two parents neatly, and then greeted Mrs. Xu, the head teacher, "You worked hard."

    The old lady was so angry that she was trembling when she spoke.

    No, two children fighting so angry?

    "Where's Starwatch?"

    "He was too emotional, I asked him to sit in the next office to relax for a while." Teacher Ji, who was helping to soothe the parents, explained: "I'll bring him here now."

    "You also calm down, don't feel uncomfortable for the child." Jiang Wang looked around the situation and coaxed the old lady procedurally: "He must be responsible for his mistakes as a parent, you talk about it first , what exactly happened?"

    Before the old lady could speak, the beautifully dressed woman sneered.

    "What's wrong? Your child dares to incite the whole class to beat my daughter!"

    "That's not necessarily true." The old lady said with annoyance: "Lower your voice, I'm not deaf."

    Old Mrs. Xu is getting old, she is annoying to see everyone and speaks directly.

    In the afternoon gym class, Peng Xingwang and Sun Rongrong didn't know why, they quarreled and then started.

    Although it's normal for a child to fight and not win, who would have thought that Peng Xingwang would actually open his mouth and ask someone to help him fight, and the girl naturally screamed and called the little sisters to come and help.

    —Then the whole class scuffled together.

    The physical education teacher went to the toilet, and when she came back, she found that the whole class of children was playing so hotly, and even the kicks and belts were scratched and the boss was useless to separate them.

    Then the little girl rushed to the phone booth to get the IC card to call the parents, and then rushed over to the old lady who was drinking tea and burst into tears.

    Sun Rongrong's parents looked very ugly.

    "It's shameful for a boy to beat a girl, yet you call a bunch of people here?"

    "Where are you." Jiang Wangpi smiled and said without a smile: "Little girls like to scratch their faces with the tip of their fingernails, and if parents are rude, they even dare to kick the chicken and pinch the balls. It is not certain who will bully others.”

    "You - what do you mean!" The woman immediately raised her eyebrows and said, "I tell you, the surnamed Jiang, don't think that you have stinky money to be great!"

    While speaking, Teacher Ji brought Peng Xingwang over.

    The little boy stubbornly did not cry, but his face was covered with nail prints, and one of the pinched pieces was about to bleed.

    Jiang Wang knew it at a glance, and his voice became cold.

    "Xingwang, brother is here."

    "Don't have any concerns, just say whatever you encounter, we will recognize if we make mistakes, yes, we don't have to bear it."

    The little boy bit his mouth and looked at him, his nose was twisted red.

    "Be awake." Jiang Wang emphasized his voice: "What's the matter."

    Peng Xing looked at the others, his eyes fell on Sun Rongrong's parents.

    "Do you say it all?"

    The girl who was sobbing and crying just now suddenly screamed.

    "You're a scumbag!"

    "Teacher, he is a liar, don't believe what he says!"

    "I'm not a liar." Peng Xingwang took a deep breath: "You were wearing old sneakers in gym class, and your friends made fun of you."

    "They laughed at your dirty school uniform and rotten shoes, and said that the former king of junk was me, and now it is you."

    "You don't get angry with them, and when you see me right next to you, call me shameless."

    "You scold my father for dying of drunkenness on the side of the road sooner or later, and my brother for being a gambler who will be chopped off sooner or later, and all the money in the house is dirty money."

    "Sun Rongrong, I have reminded you many times, you'd better not say it again."

    "Then," he took a deep breath and said forcefully in front of all the teachers: "You call my mother a bitch."

    "You said my family's money was all sold by her."

    Sun Rongrong stubbornly did not bow her head: "It was! Not only my mother said that, but the aunts in the neighborhood said you were a bastard!"

    The woman behind her changed her expression and scolded: "Fuck you! Did my mother teach you that!"

      Are you a man?!"

    Jiang Wang was so noisy that his temples throbbed, and before he could get justice with the child, the girl cried again.

    "I'm not the junk king - I'm not - he is!"

     "Why, why does he have new shoes to wear, he obviously picked it up!!"

    For fear that she was not innocent enough, she ignored the many classmates outside the door and window watching the fun, wiping her tears and crying, wanting to roar for everyone to hear.

    "Peng Xingwang picked it up! He's a wild child!! I'm not, I have parents, I'm not the king of junk!!"

    Children's self-esteem is a terrible thing.

    It can't be said to be meaningless, but it is as difficult to protect as a bubble, and it will be defeated if they are not careful.

    Sun Rongrong even cried and cried, and several teachers in the office who wanted to help persuade the fight frowned.

    Her mother is obviously taking advantage of this to vent her emotions with her husband, and she doesn't care about Peng Xingwang's grievances.

    Ji Linqiu was in the next class before, and she didn't know the specific situation, so her face was very bad now.

    "You are quiet." He said with emotion: "Let's solve the problem first."

    Jiang Wang squatted down and wiped Peng Xingwang's tears with his knuckles.

    "You are strong," the man said softly: "You are already trying to do the right thing, right?"

    Peng Xingwang bit his mouth and nodded, as if he couldn't hold back his tears if he said more.

    He didn't want to cry all the time, and he didn't want to cause trouble for his brother.

    "What to see?! Go back!"

    Old Mrs. Xu got up and blasted away the children around her, her face full of annoyance.

    "Apologize to each other, and the child will submit a review."

    "The two children are ignorant, you adults don't be angry."

    Jiang Wang did not smile, and took out his mobile phone in front of them.

    "Wait a minute, I have something to say."

    "I tell you, yours is no different from the underworld. If you dare to call someone to make trouble at the school, I will call the police right now!"

    Jiang Wang gave him a contemptuous look, and went out to make a very short phone call.

    The expressions of both men and women became flustered and angry.

    "He also scratches my daughter's face—" Sun Rongrong's mother continued to reprimand: "Can a girl's face be touched casually! Rogue! Shameless!!"

    Both children opened their eyes and waited for Jiang Wang's reaction.

    "They're right."

    Jiang Wang slowly took Peng Xingwang's hand, his voice calm.

    "We cannot solve the problem by force, nor should we involve other students in this matter."

    "Xingwang, we're sorry."

    He softened so quickly that everyone present changed their faces.

    Ji Linqiu's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to stop, but Jiang Wang repeated it in an even more irrefutable tone.

    "Xingwang, say sorry with me."

    The boy repeated blankly.

    “…Sorry.”

    Old Mrs. Xu was eager to keep things calm: "Okay, your family has demeaned other people's children like this, you can accept it and apologize when you see it, don't make any noise."

    The woman reluctantly complained about her husband again.

    "If you take care of your daughter, will she be so embarrassed today!"

    "It's alright now, the whole school knows that she has a useless father, and she is so poor that she can only wear rags!"

    Jiang Wang looked at the woman's rocking gemstone earrings and said nothing.

    "Come on," the woman said impatiently: "Sorry!"

    "But..." The little girl showed resentment in her eyes: "He..."

    "Speak!"

    "Sorry."

    Things have been tossing so far, and it's time for school.

    Jiang Wang never let others touch the child again, and led Peng Xingwang back to the class to pack his schoolbag.

    The child never trembled when he was wronged, and his lips were trembling when he returned to the gaze of the whole class.

    He knew that everyone heard her call him a wild breed, a picked child.

    The school announcement resounded throughout the campus, and everyone was walking towards the door.

    The child at the front exclaimed.

    "My God—"

    "Wow!!"

    Peng Xingwang hadn't seen what happened in front of him, and was dragged by Jiang Wang in a dazed and aggrieved way.

    I saw four wedding-grade extended Cadillacs parked in front of the campus, and eighteen bodyguards in suits and sunglasses lined up.

    The second after Peng Xingwang appeared, they knelt down on one knee in unison, as if they were being inspected by private guards.

    "You're welcome home!"

    All kids and parents are stupid.

     "Master! Madam is calling you from London to ask if you want to take your Dalmatian over!"

    "Master! Boston lobster has arrived by plane. Would you like to eat braised steamed or baked cheese tonight!"

    "Master! The tailor of Rui Fuxiang is waiting for you. Will you still use celestial silk to make your new school uniform this year!"

    Jiang Wang frowned and shook his head: "The shouting is uneven."

    Eighteen bodyguards with sunglasses closed in unison, then stood up and saluted at the same time.

    "Everything is subject to the master!"

    "Master please order!!"