"Don't rob it! Two notebooks for each person, and the rest on the podium!" Jiang Maoyou waited until after the start of school, and did not distribute the bonus like this, which was the most unwise thing to do, he went to the street and bought a large number of homework books, which were full of two sacks.

Although there are few people now, there are five grades, five classes, and nearly 150 people, and the homework books they bought back were carried twice by bicycle.

He counted the notebooks he needed in his class, handed them to the class leader and asked him to send them first, and then carried bundles of homework books to other grades and asked other teachers to send them.

Jiang Maoyou, who was empty-handed, returned to the classroom, there was still a thick pile of books on the lectern, no one took more, he stood on the podium with confidence, waiting for the students below to quiet down, "I read it according to the list, and the one who read the name came up to receive the prize!"

Starting from the first place, five books, three books, and then one book, and soon the homework book on the desk glowed.

Seeing the teacher's serious face, no one asked, but they could see what was going on, but they just wondered why they were doing such a mess this year.

Jiang Maoyou thought about the amount of money left in the envelope, calculating how to distribute rewards at the end of the semester and the next semester, maybe it could be used to repair the classroom, the village primary school was in disrepair, but fortunately, the foundation was better when it was built at the beginning, and it was directly built into a two-story small building, so that there would be no leakage on rainy days and snow on snowy days.

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"These are all for Erya, don't forget!" Gao Qingzhen kept stuffing the things she wanted to bring to her daughter in her husband's car crate.

Since the eldest son came out, he really handed over 30,000 yuan to her, although he took some later, but Gao Qingzhen's whole mentality has changed, the so-called trouble of being poor and poor, the pain of being rich and rich, and patriarchy is good, but that is when only one person can be given at home, in short, he is poor and has money in his hands.

In addition to taking out a few thousand yuan to prepare to take the elderly to a big hospital for examination, if it can be treated, treat it as soon as possible, buy them some medicine to maintain their bodies, and as a payment for building a house, there is also a lot left, not to mention that the son is still sending back money on a monthly basis, and the family is rich, so he will naturally not treat his daughter badly.

The husband went to the street to discuss the construction team to build a house, and asked him to bring something to Erya by the way.

"You've said it so many times, can I still forget it?" I'm leaving!" Jiang Maoqiang's tone was slightly bored, and he waved his hand to step onto the big bar.

"By the way, Maoqiang, you call our son and ask him about his situation!"

Jiang Maoqiang, who rode away, shouted from afar, "Got it!"

When I arrived at the gate of the high school campus in the township, I asked the doorman where my daughter's class 68 was located, and when I arrived at the teaching building, I found a place to lock the bicycle and went upstairs.

Jiang Maoqiang stood at the door a little restrainedly, he had only been to school for two years, he could barely know some words, he could write his own name, so many years have passed, except for the need to learn something because of construction, there is not much difference from illiterate.

The Chinese teacher who was in class in the classroom saw Jiang Maoqiang at the door, and he also had a guess in his heart, nine times out of ten it was the parents of the students in the class, who shouted "quiet" to the students below, walked to the door, and whispered to him, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Jiang Xiaoya!" Jiang Maoqiang was still quite respectful in the face of the teacher.

"Then you are Jiang Xiaoya's father!" Seeing Jiang Maoqiang nodding, the Chinese teacher continued, "You wait a minute, I'll go in and call her." ”

After speaking, he walked in quietly, whether the students were pretending or serious, they were all immersed in reading and reciting the text, he walked to Jiang Xiaoya's desk, knocked on her desk, and pointed to Jiang Maoqiang outside the door.

Jiang Xiaoya ran out excitedly, "Dad, why are you here?"

"Your mother asked me to bring you something, you didn't bring spring clothes," Jiang Maoqiang counted things for her, "Is there enough living expenses? I heard that the start of school costs a lot of money, don't hold on!"

“…… Give me another hundred..."Jiang Xiaoya accepted the things handed over by her father, and asked her father for another hundred yuan without blushing or beating heartbeatly, you must know that now you can eat very well for five yuan a day, and the school cafeteria is generally cheaper.

Jiang Maoqiang was slightly generous when he was supported by the money sent back by his eldest son, that is, he hesitated for a while and handed over the money, "Don't spend it indiscriminately, this is all your brother's hard-earned money, and study hard, and get into a good school in the future!"

Jiang Xiaoya blushed a little excitedly, and nodded again and again, since she entered high school, her eyes have also opened a lot, because of the improvement of her family's living standards in the past half a year, she has also had the opportunity to contact a lot of new things, and her parents are not so strict with money, and they spend a lot of money unconsciously.

I heard that my eldest brother has gone abroad, can I go to him for the summer vacation to see and see? I have to say that once people are no longer troubled by money, many ideas will come to mind.

There is probably a difference between poor people who worry about making money and rich people who are anxious about how to spend money to achieve their desired goals.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, what did your dad bring you?" Sitting back in his seat, the tablemate lowered his head and hid behind the stack of books, and asked in a curious whisper.

"It's just some clothes, and some of the ones my mother made for me..."Jiang Xiaoya looked at it, "There are twist flowers, peanut butter,"

"Ahem, I'll see if there's something after class, it's class time!" The teacher pointed to something, coughed two people, warned them, and continued to lecture.

When Jiang Maoqiang left school, he found a phone and called the phone left by his son.

"Hello, this is Zhengyi Technology, are you looking for Jiang Yizhou?" The reception was Li Yue, who simply joined Zhengyi, "Hello, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang is not in China, if you have something, you can tell me, I will convey it to Mr. Jiang!"

Li Yue quickly wrote down a few words, and then heard the sound of the other side hanging up the phone without saying more, and then turned on the computer and emailed these words to Jiang Yizhou, who was far abroad.

She discussed with Jiang Yizhou because of the problem of the Internet café, but Jiang Yizhou simply put her in charge of the software company co-founded by Zhengyi and Wu Tianming in China, and as for the training class, she was promoted to a person in charge.

For this reason, I also renegotiated with IDG, revised the contract, and merged the Internet café project with the domestic Zhengyi part, reduced IDG's shares, and because it was tepid, people could not see the value, so they followed Jiang Yizhou's meaning and transferred part of Jiang Yizhou's equity in the form of a reward.

The current situation is that Jiang Yizhou holds about 85% of Zhengyi's shares in total, and the shares of Arumes remain unchanged, but Jiang Yizhou has ceded some rights to IDG.