Return to life from the beginning of re-reading

Shen Zhu talked a lot, boasting about this private school, it is Migo's certification in a certain field, and it is a course of Asan, 200 points for undergraduate, certificates that are universal and so on.

Although Shen Lan has been rooted in cotton mills all her life and has little experience, she is not stupid, so she feels something is wrong. How can she have a 200-point undergraduate degree.

"So, computers are the way of the future.

Moreover, the school also has its own company, which distributes graduation packages. Where can I find such a good thing now.

Zhezi was lucky, and caught up with the school's fifth anniversary, and the tuition fee was halved, only 1 yuan. "

While talking, Shen Zhu quickly opened the receipt, "I'm not kidding myself, the registration fee is 220 for others, Zhezi only needs to pay 100, and at the end of the month you can take the school bus to visit the school for free."

Shen Lan didn't accept the evidence and looked at Chen Zhe.

"Second sister, why are you hesitating about such a good opportunity? After passing this village, there will be no shop here. Do you want Zhezi to repeat his studies for another year?"

Shen Zhu's offensive was one after another, Chen Zhe knew that if she was told to continue, Shen Lan might believe it.

During his work-study program in his previous life, he took over the recruitment work of such schools, and the commission was very considerable. He could earn about 2000 yuan for recruiting a student, which was equivalent to a normal person's monthly salary.

Thinking, got up and went back to the room.

Although Shen Zhu was persuading Shen Lan, his ultimate goal was still Chen Zhe, and when he saw him leave, he also followed him.

"What's Zhezi doing? Auntie hasn't finished yet."

Chen Zhe turned on the computer and said, "Show Aunt San something."

Shen Lan also followed, and the two stood in front of the computer to watch Chen Zhe operate.

Shen Zhu was still chattering, "Let's finish talking about the business first and then read..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped speaking.

The almighty netizen did not disappoint Chen Zhe. He searched for this school in the post bar, and more than 1000 posts popped up.

[Fuck, I was fooled by this crappy school, even the campus is rented, and I heard others say that recruiting a student can get 1800 commission, so I am worth 1800 fucking. 】

[The same people who have fallen in the end of the world, ring the bell for those who come later, undergraduate is self-examination, undergraduate is self-examination, undergraduate is self-examination, important things are said three times, correspondence teaching. 】

[Advise the juniors to keep their eyes open. This garbage school was formerly a training institution. The so-called assignment job means that after you graduate, you will either work in a training institution or join the admissions team. 】

【Fuck, the ratio of male to female at school is 9:1, I am doomed to die alone...】

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Chen Zhe flicked through the posts, turned around and said with a smile: "Aunt San, you are planning to make me a monk. My mother still expects me to bring her a daughter-in-law back from college."

Shen Zhu's face was full of excitement, he was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look him in the face, he said with a sneer: "The Internet is messy, there are everyone, you can't believe it too much."

Shen Lan's expression was as deep as water. With her fiery temper, any outsider would have exploded at this moment. She turned around and walked out of the room, opened the door, and said coldly, "Shen Zhu, I just asked for half an hour's leave."

"Second sister, what do you mean? Are you driving me away?"

Shen Zhu chased him out.

Chen Zhe listened to the commotion outside, and the two talked for five or six minutes before they calmed down.

The voice was relatively quiet, and Chen Zhe heard a sentence: Zhezi is at home, I will save face for you, go now.

……

Shen Lan cut a fruit plate and brought it in, with anger still on her face.

"It's fine if you run on me at ordinary times. You can even cheat your own nephew and make any money. Your third aunt has no bottom line."

Chen Zhe said with a smile: "Isn't this a trick?"

Shen Lan was silent for a while, then laughed, "That's right, you don't know how exciting your third aunt's expression was just now, next time you see me, let's see if she still has the face to make irresponsible remarks.

But you, how did you know about the school? "

"I have nothing else to do recently, so I checked some schools to prepare for the volunteer application. I have also learned about this kind of pheasant university, and there is no formal one."

Shen Lan's mood improved a lot, and after chatting for a few more words, she went to work.

Chen Zhe resumed his daily routine, chatting about QQ and looking at the market.

The two stocks I chose are very strong. Every small drop can usher in a wave of jumping growth. In the past few days, there have been five daily limit boards in a row. Looking at the trend, they can rise again. Chen Zhe is not in a hurry to sell. , and then observe the observation.

In the next few days, Chen Zhe felt that he still underestimated Shen Zhu.

I made several phone calls and said that I found evidence to refute the online remarks.

If you don't believe me, you can talk directly to the vice-principal she was talking to above, blah blah blah, Shen Lan was so angry that she almost smashed the phone.Just don't answer the phone again.

Chen Zhe didn't take this matter to heart, and devoted himself to stocks.

The advantage of short-term operations is that the risk is small, and you don’t need to consider the future trend of the stock to earn the difference in stock price. If the stock falls, you will immediately close your position and exchange for other target stocks.

The stock market in 07 was morbidly wild, and many unknown stocks could even stand out.

Chen Zhe's balance has increased from [-] to [-], and the profit is considerable, but the fund is too small, and he can't accumulate much money by September, so he doesn't think he has the idea of ​​raising money again.

Parents definitely can't say that even if they make money, Shen Lan's cautious attitude on money will not agree with him to invest in stocks, and the three friends around him, Jiang Tao, can be excluded.

I scratched my fingers and thought for a while, but it didn't matter that I could borrow money.

I opened QQ a little depressed, and a message popped up just after logging in.

Crystal Love: Are you there?Are you there?Are you there?

After three consecutive questions, the tone was very urgent. Chen Zhe checked the time, and the news had been sent out for half an hour. Wang Yiyi was probably offline by now, but he still replied: I just saw it.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yiyi replied in seconds.

Crystal Love: You can check your grades now, check your grades quickly.

Chen Zhe was stunned for a moment, and looked at the calendar. It was already 6.23 today, and he suddenly became nervous.

Picking up the mobile phone and dialing the inquiry number, three or four minutes later, it still feels a little unreal.

Crystal Love: Have you checked?How many points?

Monopoly: 136 in Chinese, 110 in Mathematics, 230 in Comprehensive Literature, 90 in English, with a total score of 566!

Crystal Love: ⊙?⊙.

Monopoly:? ? ? ? ?

Crystal Love: I knew you would not disappoint, just happened to be stuck on a line, not much.

In 2007, Jizhou Provincial Liberal Arts Division I got 566 points. Chen Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, but the score may not be able to pass the first division.

Monopoly: How much did you score?

Crystal Love: 582 points for self-satisfaction.

Chen Zhe was sincerely happy for her.

In the next second, Wang Yi pulled him into a group.

Crystal Love: The head teacher just created a group, and everyone is showing their results. The No. 1 in our class is Chen Chen, who scored 689 in the test. The two masters in your dormitory, one 640 and the other 655, are the top three in our class.

But I think you are the one who has improved the most in our class and the only dark horse.

Chen Zhe smiled, not taking it seriously, and browsed the news in the group.

Hundreds of messages have popped up in the group in a short period of time, all of which are sharing their grades. Zhao Jun made a picture of a big firework, and as long as someone reports his grades, he will post it.

According to Chen Zhe's statistics, there were 600 people in the repeat class who passed the 12 mark, and half of them passed the 500 mark. After counting, his score of 566 was barely above the middle level, so I couldn't be prouder.