Chapter Forty-Eight: Blood Is Thicker Than Water--- Hints in Confusion
After half a month of recuperation, Zhang Haorong's body has basically improved, of course, this is inseparable from the careful care of his parents.
After getting a gradual recovery, Zhang Haorong took the initiative to put forward to his mother the idea of returning to Tianshui City Wenwu School, as he expected, his mother rejected his idea without leaving any room, and reasoned with him to explain the stakes, seeing that Zhang Haorong still did not give up, in desperation, his mother could only find his grandfather, let the foreign director Haorong. Grandpa said to Zhang Haorong earnestly: Practicing martial arts is not a day's work, it takes a long time, and this is inseparable from personal talent and one's own physical fitness. After his grandfather's enlightenment, Zhang Haorong seemed to have given up this idea for the time being, but he didn't give up, but he had been waiting for a suitable opportunity!
In order to completely cut off Zhang Haorong's idea of returning to school, his mother had no choice but to inform his father to go through the transfer procedures for Zhang Haorong in advance, and discussed with the teachers of the original school that after the winter vacation, Zhang Haorong would go back to class at the No. 5 Middle School in Qingshui District.
However, it seems that there is a certain degree of difficulty in a seemingly simple thing, Zhang Haorong's father found the original school and was told by the school that if Zhang Haorong wants to transfer back to study, he must wait until September 2008, the day of reopening, otherwise the school will not be able to handle the file procedures, in fact, his father understands in his heart that his original head teacher is unwilling to accept him, and September 2008 is the time to divide from the new class, so that Zhang Haorong can smoothly enter the second grade of junior high school with his former classmates。
After learning the news, Zhang Haorong's heart was very difficult to accept, because he missed his classmates in the martial arts school very much, as well as all the teammates of the Sanda team, for a long time, he closed himself tightly in his memories of the Tianshui City Wenwu School, during that time he often deliberately folded his quilt at home into the style of a military quilt, because he wanted to express his strong dissatisfaction to his mother in this way.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Haorong has been away from school for more than a month, and in this more than a month, although he tried every means to express his dissatisfaction to his mother, his mother did not blame him, but took care of his life more carefully.
Due to his mother's careful care, Zhang Haorong's body quickly recovered, and he was already alive and vigorous at this time......
In the past month or so, due to his mother's careful care, Zhang Haorong unconsciously began to stretch out his hands again and open his mouth for food, and over time, the extraordinary endurance he had honed in the martial arts school had completely disappeared, although the physical endurance was gone, but the spiritual power felt in the martial arts school was skillfully retained by Zhang Haorong.
may be because of the fact that he has been at home during this period of time, so his movement with his father and Aunt Liu has gradually become more frequent, and it is precisely because of this frequent movement that Zhang Haorong and his sister have gradually become acquainted, and the days go by day by day.
Until one day, Coach Li called Zhang Haorong, telling Zhang Haorong that the school is now going to have winter vacation in less than a month, and Zhang Haorong's father has officially submitted a transfer application to the school, hoping that he can often go back to the school when he is fine, after all, everyone still regards him as a member of this collective......
After putting down Coach Li's phone, Zhang Haorong really reacted, he is no longer a member of Tianshui Wenwu School, and even if he wants to go to school, he will not be able to return to the classroom again until August next year to continue his student career, thinking of this, he can't help but feel the boredom of this world!
In this way, he turned on the computer boredly and began to browse aimlessly on the web page, his mind constantly thinking about how he would pass the time of nearly eight months......
Just as he was meditating, a notebook on the computer desk fell to the ground, and his mother, who was helping Zhang Haorong clean his room, suddenly asked: What is this?
may be because Zhang Haoru is thinking about his future life path, so he simply responded to his mother's words: I don't know what it is, don't you see for yourself.
Hearing Zhang Haorong deal with himself in such an impatient tone, his mother suddenly became angry, and directly threw the notebook in her hand in front of Zhang Haorong, and said sharply: You are so old, I still want me to clean the room for you, clean it yourself! After speaking, the mother walked out of Zhang Haorong's room angrily.
Zhang Haorong listlessly aimed his eyes at the notebook thrown by his mother, and suddenly he felt that his eyes lit up, because the notebook in front of him was a lifesaver for him now!
It turned out that the notebook that was inadvertently thrown over by his mother was the same notebook he used to make market research records after he returned home that time! Looking at the notebook in front of him, Zhang Haorong suddenly felt refreshed......
He couldn't help but think that he was really stupid! Didn't he want to leave school just to be able to do the mobile phone business? Now that such a good opportunity was in front of him, and he was still struggling about how to survive these eight months, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of this......
Looking at the notebook in front of him, Zhang Haorong said to himself: It seems that everything that is happening now is fate, I once tried my best to leave the school, but now I left without much effort, and then when I felt bored, this notebook inadvertently appeared in front of my eyes again, is this fate?
At this moment, Zhang Haorong has gradually sobered up in his reverie, he opened the notebook in front of him and clearly recorded: After investigation, there are 45 mobile phone stores on the mobile phone street in Qingshui District, of which there are only 4 brand stores, and the rest are miscellaneous mobile phone stores, of which 10 can undertake maintenance business.
Looking at the record in front of him, Zhang Haorong fell into contemplation again, and after about two hours of thinking, Zhang Haorong came to a conclusion: First, the mobile phone industry is not afraid of squeezing together, which can also meet the psychology of consumers shopping around. Second, in the face of such fierce competition, only by gaining an advantage in price can there be room for survival. Third, the reason why only ten stores have their own maintenance teams in so many stores proves that the salary of mobile phone repairers must not be low, which is not something that ordinary small stores can afford.
Through the reasoning of the above questions, Zhang Haorong suddenly felt that there is indeed a large market for the business of high-imitation mobile phones, because its price is one-third of some genuine mobile phones, and what he needs to do now is to go to the field to investigate, so as to better determine its quality and the feasibility of the market......