At the end of October, it's time for the midterm exams. There are midterm exams for every grade, so the business is also big.

It seems that sooner or later I guessed that there would be such a day, and there were more students in front of the bookshelf, and I always came to take a look when I got out of school, just to take a look, and after I finished looking, I picked up my schoolbag and left.

When it was time to close the stall, several bosses gathered around to smoke cigarettes and discuss how to prepare for this midterm exam, because the questions of the last monthly exam were won by Li Wusheng, so everyone stared at his every move.

Even if there was an incident of a junior girl jumping off the building after the monthly exam, the bosses didn't care, selling exam questions is at most a knife seller, how can the law punish a knife seller? So this time, everyone made up their minds to make a vote.

"Which school leader did you say Xiao Li had done?"

"It can't be a relative of the principal's family......

"I think it's better not to think so much, and when his roll comes out, it's better to just make a copy."

"It makes sense, but I always feel that kid has a lot of routines, just be careful."

When Li Wusheng passed by after cleaning up the book stall, everyone's voices were quieter, and they smiled at him again.

Li Wusheng went home to prepare for the exam by himself, but at this time, Li Wusheng's conscience found out.

He always felt that what he did last time was too amazing, and this time he honestly sold mock rolls.

After all, the sales scope of this time is not only high school students, too many topics consume so many grievances, not to mention, changing the topic will also tire him to death.

But it must be obvious to sell the simulated volume directly, so he just changed the parameters of the previous volume.

This time it was a topic of selling fakes, and he felt that he couldn't sell it too expensive, and he had to bring down the cost if he wanted to make money.

After a long phone call, I finally found a mimeograph factory that was about to go out of business......

Thousands of copies of the various rolls were printed, and then they were packaged in the same way as the last time.

He also expected everyone to follow suit, and he didn't care what they thought.

Two days later, all Li Wusheng's volumes were printed, and one by one the scrolls were placed on the booksstand, and in the afternoon, several bosses were embarrassed to come over to buy them, so they peeked at them from afar.

On the other hand, the head of the third year of high school was very precautionary this time, emphasizing that the question team should lock the papers.

As soon as he heard that the book stall had come out of the volume, the grade director didn't dare to slack off, so he specially came to Li Wusheng's bookstall to take a look.

On the cover of the paper is written "midterm exam mock paper", and the words "mock paper" are specially blacked.

At first, the head of the grade thought it was to cover up, but when she flipped through it, it was really a mock volume!

I felt relieved and nodded.

Li Wusheng also smiled at him, Leader, you are still satisfied.

Satisfied, satisfied. The head of the grade felt that the boy had turned back, so he lingered for a moment and chatted about how business had been going recently.

Li Wusheng also seized this opportunity, saying that he would definitely be a new person in the future, and asked the school to raise his noble hand and stop doing student pickets.

The head of grade didn't answer, nodded and left.

The other bosses all saw it, it was the grade director who went to Li Wusheng's bookshelf, and the two chatted for a long time, and nodded with a smile, right?!

As a result, this misunderstanding is even deeper!

That's the rhythm of the king's rule!

The old man at the nearby newsstand couldn't help but want to chat with Li Wusheng, so he came over to hand over the cigarettes.

"Xiao Li, you have a good relationship with the head of the grade?" The boss asked.

Li Wusheng looked at the honest face calmly, "The scroll is fake." ”

"From ......"

The old man was confused at the time, and I went around asking you if this volume was real, why did you say so directly!

Also, if you say that the volume is fake, it is fake!

The mysterious smile on the corner of the head of the grade just now, everyone has seen it!

Won't you have a troubled conscience when you open your eyes so much and talk nonsense?

He also understood that Li Wusheng didn't want any competitors to interfere with his business at all.

Li Wusheng knew very well in his heart, he was just telling the truth, but with such a group of bosses with ghosts in their hearts, is it useful to tell the truth?

So the bosses immediately made a decision and immediately called the clerk to Li Wusheng's bookshelf.

When the clerks came back with stacks of rolls, the smell of ink made the bosses laugh immediately......

This is so special, it is still mimeographed in this era......

It's even happier to see the words "mock volume", who are you coaxing!

It must be a true question, and the bosses did not hesitate at all. You've got to find a way to make a copy!

The cost of these dozen large paper mimeographs is less than five yuan, and the photocopy is much more expensive, not less than twenty yuan for a whole copy, but it can be sold for 100 ah!

It's three days until school ends, so hurry up!

The owner of the stationery store told the younger brother to run to the nearest printing shop, and after a while, the clerks of several stores rushed over with the rolls.

Li Wusheng admires these bosses very much, and they are fighting hard to support their families.

The old man at the newsstand didn't have a clerk to run errands, so he had to say to Li Wusheng, "Brother approved me 50 copies, and I will send you newspapers every day in the future." ”

As soon as the newsstand old man spoke, several other bosses also felt embarrassed when they looked at it from afar, and laughed at Li Wusheng from afar, with an expression not to misunderstand.

Li Wusheng thought that it was not easy for the old man to guard the newsstand, so he sold him 50 copies for 20 yuan a piece, and he was happy to be old for a long time.

Now everyone thinks that Li Wusheng is still blessed, and every time he takes the exam, he makes money, but who doesn't want to get a piece of the pie when the God of Wealth comes. If you have money to earn together, you can make money in harmony.

Although this is not good for students, but if one person does evil, everyone has to do evil, and this is society.

In addition, the grade director came to appoint it, and everyone thinks that the money has been earned!

Zhang Nansheng, who was sitting in the store at the other end, couldn't understand it.

Zhang Nansheng felt lucky to cooperate with Li Wusheng at first, because it did bring him business.

But after that, it took a sharp turn, and Li Wusheng always snatched the profits just right, making him tired and tired to make some hard-earned money......

Therefore, looking at the excited looks on the faces of these bosses, Zhang Nansheng felt that these bosses were immediately comfortable.

But think about it, his life is not easy, how many times has he tossed a small and medium production capacity? Although he had saved hundreds of thousands of dollars from his father, he deceived him into buying a house!

His dream in life is to open a coffee shop with great style, he has no money to open a coffee shop, and he also knows that it is easy to close down when opening a coffee shop, so he decided to start with a bubble tea shop.

It's a pity that it's so easy to enter the industry, in addition to decoration, from site selection to quality control, he feels that he is a failure.

What's even more unfortunate is that as soon as the cooperation with Li Wusheng was terminated, the bubble tea shop began to lose money steadily, and he was at a loss every day, and he was also very panicked about how to go home and explain.

He didn't know why he was so cold, but when he saw that Li Wusheng was crowded with so many people at a small bookstall opposite, he regretted it a little, brother, can we cooperate again?

…… Why did you stop cooperating in the first place?