Late at night, it's time to get off work.

Han Yuan counted today's receipts, took out eighty yuan from the banknote and handed it to Yao Wenhao.

"Brother Yuan, I basically didn't help much......

Yao Wenhao was ashamed and embarrassed to take the money.

The goods are Han Yuanjin, the song is sung by Han Yuan, he almost came to see the world, how can he be eligible for a daily salary of 80 yuan?

"Take it, I, Han Yuan, said yes, since the business is good today, then you should take eighty yuan."

Today, not only the remaining 38 small toys were sold, but also 67 cloth dolls were sold, and more than 700 income was included in the income from the reward.

Even if the cost of more than two hundred and eighty yuan is subtracted, Han Yuan can still make a net profit of five hundred yuan.

What was the concept of this in 2003? As long as you can maintain this kind of income for a week, you can surpass the salary of her mother Qi Hongxiang who worked hard in the factory for a month.

Yao Wenhao wanted to speak and stopped, and finally nodded and took the eighty yuan.

Looking at the banknote in his hand, he was moved and admired in his heart.

To put it bluntly, this is a good brother who has known him for many years.

"No, in the second semester of the third year of high school, Brother Yuan borrowed three gel pens from me alone, and said that he would return them another day, and he hasn't ......returned them until now."

"What are you muttering?"

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about how to spend this huge amount of money."

"Don't rush to think about it, let's continue here tomorrow."

"Huh? Are you still coming? ”

"Otherwise, are you satisfied with eighty dollars?"

Han Yuan's goal is to earn at least tens of thousands, so that he can have a good start in starting a business in college.

Yao Wenhao scratched his head and agreed with a smile.

Although he resisted dealing with various customers back and forth, the good brother gave him a channel to make money, and he couldn't help but cherish it.

"Speaking of Brother Yuan, you can check your results today, how many points do you have? Which school are you going to go to? ”

"Oh? Can you check your results today? ”

"Oh my God, you don't know such an important thing?"

Han Yuan shrugged his shoulders, he remembered his approximate score, and he had been busy with business recently, so where would he care about this.

The first day of the college entrance examination results is destined to be a sleepless night.

Some fell off the list and collapsed, and some made the list to celebrate with their families.

Han Yuan drove the tricycle back home, and the first thing he was greeted by was not the familiar nagging, but the cheers of his mother Qi Hongxiang.

Sure enough, the two of them came home from work and immediately checked his results for him.

A score of 523 in liberal arts is enough to fill in most of the two schools in Hunan Province.

Although there is no 985 and no 211, in the Han family, where there have been no serious college students in the upper and lower generations, Han Yuan's results are already very worthy of the second elder's happiness.

Lao Han seemed to be a little calmer than Qi Hongxiang, sitting alone on the balcony and smoking a smoky cigarette.

However, Han Yuan knew very well that this was just Lao Han's usual style, in fact, he was far happier and more relieved than Qi Hongxiang in his heart.

Because, Han Yuan completed for him the regret that he couldn't go to college that year.

I vaguely remember the day I got the admission letter, Lao Han just smiled and didn't say much, but offered to open the envelope for Han Yuan, and then held the admission letter and read it for a long, long time.

"Ancient son, now the old Han family is also a glorious lintel, why don't you go back to your hometown another day and set up a few tables for you to celebrate?"

"It's not necessary, I've been a little busy lately, and it's just one or two, and making too much noise will only lose my share."

Han Yuan shook his head, in his previous life, he didn't agree to set the table and open the table, let alone now?

Hearing Han Yuan's 'wild words', Qi Hongxiang smiled even happier, nodded and said with relief: "Okay, our family is far away, the second book is not worth celebrating, and in the future, we will work hard to go to Qingbei and make a lot of money to be the boss." ”

As she spoke, her eyes suddenly turned red and she choked with tears.

"Oh, where are you here?"

Han Yuan sighed helplessly, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort his mother,

No matter in his past or present life, he couldn't stand his mother's set, he was fine just now, and suddenly he was about to shed tears.

That night, the family of three cooked a table of dishes and sat together and talked a lot.

In this bustling and noisy city, everyone lives a fast-paced life.

They strive for a better future, but they rarely have time to stop and look back at their parents.

It wasn't until I felt the past and the present that I realized that the original dull scene was so precious.

A few days later, Han Yuan drove Yao Wenhao on a small three-wheeler and went to Jiefang Avenue again.

In the morning, he went to buy a batch of small toys and dolls, and almost took out all his deposits.

It has been proved in practice that with his music to attract customers, toys do not have to worry about not selling, so there is no need to keep them.

Especially recently, Han Yuan has set up stalls in specific places, and a group of regular listeners have been formed, who will always come to listen to songs at a good time, and occasionally pay for rewards or buy small toys to support Han Yuan.

And this is the so-called fans, after signing a contract with a music company in his previous life, Han Yuan also had a considerable number of fans.

It's just that after he was hidden from sight, few people remembered him.

can have fans so quickly in this life, in addition to Han Yuan's own strength, those popular songs that people have never heard in later generations are also a big reason.

In fact, with the current development situation, if Han Yuan goes directly to the entertainment industry, he should be able to become a first-line player in less than two years, and it is not impossible to become an existence like Dong Chou and Liu Tianwang.

It's a pity that the experience of his previous life taught him that the world will not be smooth sailing.

Did Han Yuan lack strength in his previous life?

There is no shortage, he has loved the guitar since junior high school, and he has devoted all his life to music.

However, after working hard for half a life, at the age of thirty-eight, he is still singing on the street.

Therefore, if Han Yuan does not try to start a business and control his own destiny and continue to embark on the music road of his life, if he offends a capital with a little strength, he will repeat the ending of his previous life.

Blocked, hidden, and cornered with no way out.

At that time, if you want to start a business when you are old, once you fail, it will be a catastrophe.

Han Yuan can't afford to gamble, and he doesn't want to gamble.

Now that he has returned from rebirth, he can accumulate business experience at a young age, and use the prophetic foresight of rebirth to occupy a large number of industries in various industries.

At six o'clock in the evening, I came to the dinner time set by Han Yuan.

He and Yao Wenhao sat in front of the stall, each holding a bowl of three-yuan five-dollar box lunch.

Yao Wenhao was a little bitter in his heart, although Han Yuan usually finished setting up the stall before nine o'clock, he was really busy when he was busy, and he often ate without stopping.

Now he doesn't talk about the time for hypocrisy, he has to shout a dry mouth just by quoting.

Moreover, business has been so prosperous in just a few days, and it will be even more tiring when business gets better in the future.

"I said Brother Yuan, we are tired of becoming dogs every day, how much profit is there?"

Yao Wenhao has counted the daily income, but he does not know what the wholesale price of the doll is.

"It's going up every day, it's so-so."

After all, the scale of the stall is limited, and it is far from reaching Han Yuan's ambition.

Yao Wenhao was speechless for a while, and now he can get nearly 1,000 yuan every day when he collects money, which can only be regarded as so-so?

If the cost is not counted, Han Yuan will pay his father a month's salary in three days.

"Brother Yuan, it's not a matter to be so busy every day, otherwise you will occasionally take a day off?"

"I also want to rest, but doing business is not going to work, touching fish is to make yourself less profitable, Wen Hao, if you are tired, I will give you a schedule for a holiday another day......"

Han Yuan suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and looked up at a girl with a guitar in front of him.

"Brother Yuan, isn't that Su Xiaorou? Is she really here? ”