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

  Chapter 12 012 Making money is the most important

  Zhao Yue was standing in the doorway of a large iron gate in the distance. A white sign was erected next to the iron gate, which read Vacuum Electronic Device Factory.

   Then a middle-aged man walked out. The two did not know what they said. Zhao Yue followed the middle-aged man into the factory.

   "Jiang Mu, Aunt Zhao has found a job?" Sun Quan asked.

   Jiang Mu held the shoulders of the people around him and shook him vigorously, excited, "How did I forget this? I'm so stupid!"

  Sun Quan was so shaken by her that there were two double shadows in front of her, "What have you forgotten?"

   "Forget about my mom, you can work." Jiang Mu smiled happily, revealing his white tiger teeth.

  Sun Quan rubbed his head suspiciously, always feeling that this is not the case.

  The thing Jiang Mu forgot was of course not that Zhao Yue could work, but that the fastest way to get rich in the 1980s was not to do business, not to buy a house, but to the stock market!

  As a student majoring in finance, she couldn’t understand how many myths of rich wealth had been created at this stage!

  The money-making plan can be changed slightly.

   Jiang Mu, who had the new plan, was so happy that he was about to fly. He just bought all kinds of wool with all the money in his hand, and couldn't fit his luggage at all.

In the end, it was Sun Quan who took the suitcase home first. Jiang Mu stayed in the store. When Sun Quan rode the donkey (human tricycle) at home, the two carried a bag and a bag of wool onto the car and piled it up. After becoming a hill, Jiang Mu sat at the top, Sun Quan hummed his car and moved forward slowly.

   Jiang Mu hummed a small song. Although it took five hundred yuan, it was quite rewarding.

  Obviously, the store owner did not want to do the wool business and was eager to deal with the inventory in the store. She just picked up the bargain. Otherwise, according to the current prices, with the money in her hand, she would be too tired to buy it.

  These woolen yarns are enough to last this winter.

  Throwing a large sum of money out like this, Jiang Mu felt it was nothing, but Sun Quan, who was riding a tricycle, was called a lot of trouble in his heart.

  His legs kept speeding up, thinking about getting home early, he also helped to weave some, weave it early, or sell it early.

  Sitting at the back, Jiang Mu listened to his big mouthfuls of breath, and kept exhaling white breath, and said, "Otherwise we will change, you take a break?"

"No, it looks easy to ride a donkey, but it's not easy to ride. Anyway, it's not far from home. You can sit on it." Sun Quan's buttocks had already left the seat, and his upper body was leaning forward, staring vigorously. .

   "Then you ride slowly, anyway, we don't dare to time." Jiang Mu heard it and didn't try it. It wouldn't be fun if the car overturned.

"Why not in a hurry? Go home early, I can also help knit a few more pairs, I just went back to see, the family has already knit more than forty pairs, when you go back to knit a little more, you can sell them all. , This is 500 yuan!"

  Said that Sun Quan was riding faster.

   "Don't worry, the market is big, and there are many people in need." Jiang Mu hummed a little tune again.

  The two returned to the shanty town. The tall woven bags piled up on the tricycle really attracted the attention of some people.

  The old couple of the Sun family make a living by harvesting the tatters for the grandson to go to school.

  Sun Quan often helped his grandfather to collect the rags during holidays, but this car doesn’t look like rags.

   "Koizumi, a good harvest today!"

  Sun Quan just smiled shyly, "I have better luck today." There was nothing redundant.

  When several neighbors heard this, they thought that Sun Quan was talking about good luck in harvesting the tatters, so they didn't ask any more questions.

   Jiang Mu was a little surprised when she heard it. She used to think Sun Quan was shy, introverted, and a little dull. Now it seems that this is not quite clever? There was no news at all.

  Waiting for the two of them to move the woven bags into the house and set them up. It is already an hour later.

   With so many bags, the Sun family simply couldn’t put it down. Jiang Mu moved directly into his own home. How could he have to confess today, and he couldn’t keep the truth from Zhao Yue.

  It was the old couple of Zhao family who looked at so many woolen threads and began to worry.

   "Mu Mu, you make so many woolen yarns and can knit many gloves. Can you sell them?" Sun Hongfen asked worriedly.

   "Grandma Sun, don't worry about this. Look at how many patterns you can knit in these colors, and as many patterns as possible, so that everyone likes it better."

   Jiang Mu took some wool of various colors, red, white, black, yellow, green, orange, purple, and blue, all placed on the big bed, and the two old men looked dazzled.

  "Don't worry about this, I still know some of the looks, it just takes some effort." Sun Hongfen is very confident, this is what she is good at, and the spirit of the whole person is different.

   "That's great, you knit first, I'll come back later to fetch it."

  After Jiang Mu returned home, he looked at the piled houses and rubbed his nose. I wonder how his mother would react when he saw this scene?

  When she arrived here, she quickly entered the room, turned out the math book, and became familiar with the knowledge points of junior high school.

  In case my mother is really angry by the time, only studying hard can help her put out the fire.

  Jiang Mu is the one who has won the college entrance examination. It is only a matter of time before she has to figure out this knowledge of junior high school.

She flipped through the math book and picked up a few papers left by Bai Lianhua last night. She glanced at a few proofs and already knew how to prove it. As long as she remembered the theorems and definitions, various properties, In fact, it is very easy to do.

  The handwritten test paper that Bai Lianhua gave him is really so basic that it can’t be more basic. How bad is her grade so that he can write these questions that don't even need to use his brain?

   But thinking about the math paper she wrote yesterday, Jiang Mu can only sigh deeply. Her past grades indeed match this kind of basic to no more basic problem.

  Jiang Mu picked up the pen and started to do the problem. In less than half an hour, it was all filled up. Jiang Mu was very satisfied with his work.

  As soon as she got up, she heard the sound of someone entering the house.

  She got up and saw that it was Wen Liyan.

   Loose black trousers, a white sweater on it, and the black shredded hair is a bit messy, making his face a little pale, making his sharp facial features weaker.

  Jiang Mu frowned, "What's your face? Are you bullied or hungry without food?"

  Wen Liyan pursed his lips and smiled, "Have you finished the paper?"

  The voice is a little hoarse, and the spirit is not as good as yesterday.

   Jiang Mu frowned deeper, "Should I go to the hospital?"

  Wen Liyan smiled more, his delicate eyebrows were all stretched out, he was not an ordinary handsome, "Do you think you can avoid problems like this? I promised Aunt Zhao to watch your results."

  He stretched out his hand, his slender fingers had distinct joints, "Have you finished the paper?"

  Jiang Muqi smiled, kindly behaved like a donkey, took her masterpiece out of the room, patted it on his palm, and laughed out Xiao Hu’s teeth, "Then it’s troublesome, Xiaoyan brother!"

   Feeling the breath of the girl passing by, Wen Liyan smiled silently: kind of fierce.

  Jiang Mu went directly to Sun Quan’s house, she still has to make money, and she has no time to waste time with Bai Lianhua.

  (End of this chapter)