Back at Zhenyuan's home, Wang Chengyou saw that his father's car had been parked in the garage.

In Wang Chengyou's eyes, this is an extraordinary signal.

You must know that Dad is a diligent person, and he never fakes big things. There are so many subsidiaries under the jurisdiction of the group, and there are 2 listed companies alone. It's good to see him before eight o'clock in the evening.

He has always been slightly jealous of the king's style. It is because, for the sake of the king's style, my father has been at home for more than ten years, and he must be at home every single week and weekend. Unless it's a business trip and you can't come back.

Today, when he saw his father leave his job and rush home early, his first reaction was to be happy, happy that he had weight in his father's eyes.

Michel was distracted, heard the sound of a car engine, and immediately walked out of the house. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to put on my cloak. There was a chill in her face, and she couldn't help but clench her arms.

But the cold snap didn't stop her from walking out. Wang Chengyou opened the car door, and Mi Zhi ran to the car door.

"What did you do?"

Mizzie's voice was full of worry, and there were tears in her eyes as she looked at her son. Wang Chengyou glanced at his mother with mixed feelings, not sure if she was worried that he would ruin his father's image or worry about him himself.

"Your father is waiting for you in the study, and if you want to go home, I'll see him."

Wang Chengyou picked up his schoolbag and got out of the car.

"You!"

Miji whispered behind him.

Wang Chengyou had to stop striding meteor.

"Don't be stubborn, apologize to your father, he will eventually forgive your ......"

Wang Chengyou raised his eyes to look at the second floor, and the curtains in his father's study shook slightly. He must have been standing inside the curtain and looking out. If the window is opened a crack, you may be able to hear it.

Wang Chengyou grinned bitterly. Why didn't his mother trust him?

When he raised his hand to knock on the door of his father Wang Chen's study, the door opened, and Secretary He walked out of it. He bowed his head slightly when he met him.

"Come in."

Wang Chengyou walked in.

"Just sit down."

Wang Chengyou chose the sofa closest to him and sat down.

Dad took a cup of brewed tea and sat opposite Wang Chengyou. Father and son, separated by a century-old yellow rosewood coffee table.

"Dad, where do you want me to start?" Without further ado, Wang Chengyou got straight to the point.

"Start where you think it's important." Wang Chen took a sip of tea. The tone is calm and calm.

"I made 2.14 million from it. Every time they were invited to a big meal after the results were released, a total of 83,200 yuan was spent.

The money was previously in the name of one of my classmates, and later in the name of his brother, who was 18 years old, he opened a stock account and bought Treasury bills in installments.

So far, the principal amount of the treasury volume is about 1.98 million, and the market value is about 2.36 million.

I had a principal of 100,000 yuan, and I invested in ten stocks. The current market value is about 75,000 yuan. ”

Wang Chengyou kept looking at his father, his eyes were slightly confused and slightly low, and the speed of his speech was slower than usual. Now he is a lost lamb, waiting for his father's judgment and redemption.

Wang Chen didn't show any unusual emotions, and he didn't shy away from it, looking straight at Wang Chengyou.

"Because of your selfless provision, I myself am not short of money. I didn't think about what I would do with the money I earned in the future. Why am I doing this when I'm not short of money? To be honest, even I couldn't figure it out myself.

I just feel that there is uncontrollable blood flowing in my body, and I want to do something in my ordinary day.

But what to do?

I was a student, and I came up with the idea of selling academic performance rankings. ”

Wang Chen put the teacup in his hand on the coffee table: "This is what I can't figure out." I even asked Secretary He to help me find out.

As far as I know, there is no teacher who will vent your questions and do your internal response.

How did you cheat and be able to give different people cheating answers with different grades at the same time? ”

Hearing this, Wang Chengyou's eyes lit up.

He had long expected his father to ask this question. He also thought about whether to use the mystery as a bargaining chip, and ask his father to promise to forgive him first. In the end, he decided that it was better to be simpler and disguise himself as a naïve genius boy.

After adjusting the preset expression, Wang Chengyou began to share his secret: "Your question is to the point (thousands of clothes, not sycophants)."

It's really difficult, and it takes a lot of work.

The content of the test paper is not a problem, because I have already worked on the software for selecting the topic in advance. That's pretty simple. If you know a little bit of programming, put a little effort into it, find an opportunity to contact the host, start the program, and you can do it.

The complicating part is that the academic performance of the 16 students in the class who took the gaokao must be relatively accurate.

To this end, I put a lot of thought into getting their monthly test papers through class representatives, analyzing their test papers, establishing a database of difficult and error-prone points for them, and updating them once a month.

In addition, I need to observe them every day and record their attitude towards learning every week.

When I get the exam papers in advance, I will make a score prediction for each of them based on the above two points.

For the rest, I will make the test answers with different scores according to the rankings that are auctioned out. On the morning before the exam, I sent the same city courier out. In the afternoon, when they get home from school, they can memorize the answers.

Relying on them to memorize the answers carefully, and just like that, I kept my promise every time. ”

Wang Chen was careless, but still showed a surprised look.

He stared at his son in front of him, never really believing what he said. Beyond that, however, there seems to be no better explanation.

"Show me the database you built."

Wang Chengyou immediately stood up obediently: "Is it my father who goes upstairs with me, or do I take down the notebook?" ”

Wang Chen didn't want to wait for a moment: "I'll go up with you." ”

I remember that after the second or third grade of elementary school, he rarely went to his son's bedroom.

Re-entering Wang Chengyou's bedroom, which is no different from his childhood, the memories that exist in his father's mind are suddenly resurrected.

When he saw the swing, he seemed to see the fleshy little Chengyou hooking his neck, and he didn't let go, shouting for fear.

Seeing the exaggerated pirate ship bed, it is like seeing the figure of the childhood Wang Chengyou wearing an eye patch and wielding a fake knife on it......

The father is still immersed in the memories of his son's childhood, and his son has turned on the computer and called up the database as a teenager.

Wang Chen stood behind his son and saw the form named after the semester, and the records under the name of a person and a person in the form...... Before he knew it, he turned them into financial statements. As a result, what he saw was not naughty cheating, but a huge potential space.

Knowing he's smart, but not knowing he's so smart.

Wang Chen was very pleased, and unconsciously, he pressed his hand on his son's shoulder, which was not so thick.

When Michel pushed the door in, she happened to see this scene.