Chapter 337: Looking Down From the Land Rover (Thank You, the Leader of the Little Flying Carpet)
"Why, did you do well in the final exam?"
Liang Meijuan noticed that Chen Hansheng's face became proud.
"I can't say it's very good. It's too crazy. I can only say it's average and very good."
Chen Hansheng took out the test score sheet from his bag: "Should I read it once, or should you read it yourself?"
"Virtue!"
Liang Meijuan grabbed it directly and muttered: "World Economics 82 points, Management Principles 85 points, Organizational Behavior 90 points, Applied Statistics 88 points, Probability Theory 80 points, Public Relations 81 points."
"Did you take the exam?"
Liang Meijuan didn't believe it at all.
"Mom, your tone is a little wrong."
Chen Hansheng seemed to be insulted: "My class and name are written on it. If your son didn't take the exam, who else could have taken the exam?"
Liang Meijuan ignored Chen Hansheng and took it to look at with Chen Zhaojun. Chen Hansheng's student status was clearly printed on the transcript.
Student ID: 020901254813
Name: Chen Hansheng
Department: Department of Humanities and Social Sciences
Class: Public Administration Class 2
However, Liang Meijuan was often fooled. She had already experienced it. She looked back and forth: "Don't make this yourself."
"Mom, can't you just trust me for once?"
Chen Hansheng pointed to the red seal on the transcript and said angrily: "Did you see it? This is the seal of the Youth League Committee of the School of Finance and Economics."
"Does the Youth League Committee know?"
Chen Hansheng emphasized seriously: "It is a very powerful department with great power. The boss is Lu Gongchao, the deputy dean of our Finance Institute. This is a management organization that is selfless and will never practice favoritism or malpractice."
"Yeah?"
Liang Meijuan was still very suspicious and looked at Chen Zhaojun: "Was the Youth League Committee of your school so powerful?"
Old Chen shook his head: "I don't even know if our school has a Youth League committee.
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Lao Chen graduated from a junior college, while Liang Meijuan attended night school after working. Among her parents' generation, only Xiao Yu'er's parents had formally attended university.
But Lao Chen also had questions: "Isn't this transcript sent home? Why is it in your bag?"
"Sent it home."
Chen Hansheng didn't panic at all: "I just got it in the mailbox downstairs. You didn't go to receive it yourself. Do you blame me?"
Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other. Neither of them subscribed to the newspaper. They only went to take a look every two or three days. This was really "death without evidence".
"Did you really take the exam?"
Liang Meijuan confirmed for the last time.
"Fooling people with five thunderbolts!"
Chen Hansheng was swearing when suddenly there was a "boom" outside, startling the three people in the room.
Especially for Chen Hansheng, this report card was fake from beginning to end, even the seals were stamped secretly. Just now he had sworn such a poisonous oath, thinking that it would come true if it was true.
Chen Hansheng was still beating the drum in his heart. If he couldn't play it for real, then I would be in the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation all day long.
"firecracker."
Lao Chen was the first to realize that it was inevitable that someone would set off firecrackers as the Chinese New Year was approaching.
Chen Hansheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you okay? They are so naughty. I will scold them."
He walked to the window and shouted: "Whose children are so naughty? They set off firecrackers on the 26th. You scared my parents. Believe it or not, I will spank your butts into six pieces."
Chen Hansheng really didn't dare to spit out the fragrance. There were all old neighbors in this neighborhood, so he could only vent his frustrations.
People like Chen Hansheng are much more ruthless outside than at home.
Being cruel on the outside is just to maintain a foothold.
There are elders and relatives everywhere in his hometown, so Chen Hansheng can be domineering among his classmates. He is like a younger brother when he walks on the street. If he meets his grandparents' old comrades in arms,
He couldn't even be considered a younger brother, he instantly became a grandson.
It was quiet outside for a while, and then the sounds of several children laughing came from the outside. They didn't take the threat to heart, and soon the sound of "cracking" firecrackers came again.
Chen Hansheng felt itchy in his heart, and he even wanted to go and play.
"Okay, I've never seen you so filial."
Liang Meijuan stopped Chen Hansheng, folded the transcript and put it away: "I will take it to your grandpa's house during the Spring Festival this year. He Xiaohong always said that Hansheng was just dawdling in college. Now I want to show off my power."
He Xiaohong is the eldest aunt, and her relationship with Liang Meijuan's sister-in-law is a bit tangled. If we trace the origin, we may have to start from the time when the eldest aunt married her uncle more than 20 years ago, and the Empress Dowager Liang still lived in her grandfather's house.
Old Chen shook his head. In fact, it was all trivial matters: "You are really free."
"Everyone fights for a breath, but a Buddha receives a stick of incense."
Liang Meijuan crossed her arms and said angrily: "My son is better than her son."
When it came to the minor conflicts between the elders, Chen Hansheng smiled and did not want to intervene, so as not to affect the relationship between himself and cousin Xiaohai. He put his arm around Liang Meijuan's shoulders and changed the subject: "Mom, guess how much money I made this year?"
"How many?"
Liang Meijuan asked.
Chen Hansheng made an "8" gesture.
Liang Meijuan deliberately guessed: "800 yuan?"
"Tsk, aren't you kidding me?"
Chen Hansheng shook his finger: "800,000."
"Who cares?"
Liang Meijuan pushed Chen Hansheng's hand away, pointed to the transcript and said, "Every time you give me this score, I feel more at ease than anything else."
"Tch, boring."
Chen Hansheng curled his lips, took a shower and went to bed to read a novel. He was thinking about buying a computer for his home in Hong Kong City, otherwise the winter and summer vacations would be too boring.
After her son left, Liang Meijuan, who had been completely oblivious just now, suddenly said: "800,000, Chen Zhaojun, the combined monthly salary and benefits for the two of us are only 4,000. How many years will it take to save without food or water?"
At this time, Liang Meijuan's face was not happy, but nervous and serious.
This is a mother's true reaction to her son's sudden windfall. Instead of being happy, she is afraid and uneasy. She is most worried that Chen Hansheng will go astray, and she is also disappointed that her son will grow up and escape from discipline.
"I also want to discuss this matter with you tonight."
Chen Zhaojun took two puffs of cigarette: "How about we resign and one of us goes to Jianye to accompany him. After the year, we will see how the unit's internal withdrawal procedures are handled."
"I agree."
Liang Meijuan nodded and said, "I still want to take care of my grandson."
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Chen Hansheng didn't know what his father and mother had planned, but he must be firmly opposed to it. If he wanted to make a profit, there would be no need for such hard work in managing relationships and accumulating contacts.
Now Chen Hansheng's funds are real and can be verified repeatedly. Next year Rocket 101 will expand its scale. With the help of the leaders of the School of Finance, Chen Hansheng's reputation as an entrepreneurial college student will definitely spread.
Maybe it will be published in various newspapers and media and become famous throughout the country.
"At that time, I didn't know if I could attract talented girls from Qingbei to embrace me."
Chen Hansheng fell asleep with this dream in mind. When he got up the next day, his parents went to work. They might not have a holiday until the 29th of the New Year.
Today's appointment was with Xiao Rongyu. Chen Hansheng went to the tobacco and alcohol store to buy two bottles of Wuliangye. He walked downstairs to Xiao Rongyu's house and found a Land Rover with a "Su C" license plate lying on his back. The size is obviously larger than the surrounding cars.
Land Rover in 2004 is still rare, especially in small 18th-tier cities like Hong Kong City.
Chen Hansheng lit a cigarette and squatted on the ground in a nondescript manner to observe the differences between the 2004 Land Rover and the 2019 Land Rover.
Not long after, Xiao Yuer's phone call came: "Why aren't you here yet?"
Chen Hansheng flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said, "I'm just downstairs."
Listening to the "click" sound in the microphone, it was probably Xiao Yu'er opening the window: "I saw it, I'll go down to find you."
After Xiao Rongyu came down, he also took a look at the Land Rover: "Is this car expensive?"
"fine."
Chen Hansheng shook his head: "I can afford it now, but it's relatively rare."
"A relative came to our house today."
Xiao Rongyu added helplessly: "A relative who cannot be beaten with eight poles."
Chen Hansheng smiled and said: "These car thieves consume gas. Are they here to show off?"
"Roughly the same."
Xiao Yu'er sighed: "And their stupid son."
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