Chapter 122: Opening a Bookstore

"Where can you run with your grandmother? If you don't pay attention to righteousness, you can run away on your own in the shrimp pond, and you will have the opportunity to confess your accomplices after being caught, but you don't do it, I believe you are trustworthy. ”

Xie Chaosheng suddenly found that he underestimated Gu Yunzhi, not Gu Yunzhi. The average child wouldn't be able to say such a thing.

A few days later, Xie Chaosheng settled his grandmother and found Gu Yunzhi.

And Gu Yunzhi has persuaded Gu Jianjun to donate the books in his family and open a rental bookstore.

First, it can enrich the spiritual world of young men and women on the farm and sprinkle a handful of spiritual food.

A part of the people of the province have nothing to do and play mahjong and gamble.

Second, it can make Xie Chaosheng have a profit and take care of his grandmother.

That's right, Gu Yunzhi proposed to let Xie Chaosheng be the administrator of her rental bookstore, and she didn't care about anything, just collect the money after a month.

Under Gu Yunzhi's soft grinding and hard bubbles, Gu Jianjun finally agreed.

However, Gu Yunzhi is required to take the final test of the fifth grade at the end of the year, and only after passing can she continue to study at home, otherwise she can only go to school to attend classes honestly. Gu Yunzhi had no choice but to agree.

The level of the fifth grade is not a problem for her, even the junior high school exam, and the high school exam is not a big problem as long as she revises.

The problem is what her father expects of herself, she didn't think that before she knew it, her father thought that she could already go to the fifth grade.

I remember when my father was in school, he said that he didn't want her to skip a grade too quickly, so that she could enjoy the happiness of her peers, why did she change her mind in a blink of an eye?

Or does every parent want their children to grow up quickly?

With Gu Jianjun's consent, the house was quickly approved.

And it doesn't cost money, Gu Jianjun got a tin house of more than 60 square meters, and put it on the main street of the farm, Gu Yunzhi carried out a simple decoration layout of the bookstore, and soon Gu Yunzhi's Yunqi bookstore opened.

On the opening day, Gu Yunzhi saw Tang Zhenting, who Xu hadn't seen for a long time, he drove over with a jeep and put a basket of daisies in her arms.

"A good match for you!"

Gu Yunzhi looked at this basket of daisies, and couldn't see that this basket of flowers matched her.

"I've finished designing your house drawings, do you want to give them to you now?"

"I'm not in a hurry, how did I think of opening a bookstore?" Tang Zhenting looked at the burly young man who was sorting out the books on the side, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my clerk, named Xie Chaosheng, a nearby villager." Gu Yunzhi saw that Tang Zhenting's gaze stayed on Xie Chaosheng, so she introduced.

Tang Zhenting retracted his gaze and looked at Gu Yunzhi; "How did you come up with the idea of opening a bookstore?"

"Huh?" This is the second time Gu Yunzhi has heard Tang Zhenting ask this question, even if she wants to ignore it, it is impossible.

"There are so many books at home that I can't put them down, so instead of being eaten by insects at home, it's better to open a bookstore and let more people share these books. And let Chaosheng have something to do. Gu Yunzhi smiled at Tang Zhenting.

"I thought you were short of money, but it's good that you're not." Tang Zhenting said to himself, and a few sweats appeared in Gu Yunzhi's head. Why is this guy so sensitive, and he is too well-informed, as soon as she made another move here, Tang Zhenting came over, is this guy's nose a dog?

But when she thought of Shen Congxiang, she was relieved, the person who used him really wanted to be targeted by him, and it was inconvenient to do anything, she didn't mind a lot of things being known by him, but she didn't like the feeling of being watched all the time.