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Attached City Middle School and Chengnan Middle School have added dozens of sets of old version of mock papers.

But at the end of Wuqi Middle School, there was no sound, and there was no addition.

It shows that the two guys who plagiarized their rolls are also very fast and have begun to ship.

Fortunately, Han Chunlei has been prepared, and from today, they have begun to publish the second version of the new volume.

Since they knew that there were teachers' families in Wuqi Middle School who plagiarized their papers, they worked even more overtime.

It's just to grab time with the seal thieves.

When sending the new version of the mock paper to Shenzhen Middle School, Fucheng Middle School, and Chengnan Middle School, Han Chunlei asked Huang Shouye to go to the school with the paper as usual, and asked the other party to review the paper and place an order.

But after the copycat ghost incident, they also learned to be smart. In this way, the volume is only for seeing, but not for keeping.

They don't want the volume they ordered hasn't been delivered yet, and the sample roll has been carved with wax paper and printed wildly.

As for Wuqi Middle School, because of the copycat incident, Han Chunlei was also a little angry, and every time he sent a new roll, he would be a day later than several other high schools, which made the principal of Wuqi Middle School angry and hateful. I was so angry that I was the family of my own school teacher, and I offended Han Chunlei's side by doing this kind of tasteless thing, and even caused them to be angry with Wuqi Middle School; I hated that since you are all copycats, why can't the speed of copycats be faster when they get new papers, so that every time Wuqi Middle School is following several other high schools to pick up leftovers.

In the next few days, Han Chunlei and Huang Shouye were not simply eating the old books, but kept coming out with new versions of the test papers, as long as the sales of a version were a little weak, they would immediately release a new version of the mock papers.

So much so that every time a new version of the test paper comes out, there will be a small upsurge in sales, and then gradually decline.

Of course, things like following the trend, plagiarism, and copycats can never be eliminated, and there will only be more and more.

Every time they waited for their new version of the roll to be sold halfway, someone would take their roll, draw gourds in the same way, secretly engrave wax paper, and secretly print it in bulk to sell it themselves.

But Han Chunlei and their victory lies in the speed and variety of new versions of simulated volumes.

So although they have always been imitated, they have never been surpassed.

Until July 4th, there were only two days left before the college entrance examination, and Han Chunlei felt that the time was almost up and he could stop. So he asked Huang Shouye to sell off the inventory of the last fifty sets of rolls in his hand.

That night, they set up a banquet in the dilapidated courtyard of the Huang family and drank celebratory wine. At this point, the roll business is over.

At the end of the banquet, Huang Shouye paid his relatives and sent them out.

Then sat down with Han Chunlei and counted all the income from this business.

"Click, click, click"——

The room was filled with the sound of Huang Shouye dialing the planner.

It wasn't until he finished dialing the last abacus that he asked Chunlei with a smile: "Guess how much we have earned in total this time?"

Before Han Chunlei could ask, Huang Aiwu had already spoken: "Lao Dou, how much did you earn in total?"

After Huang Shouye glanced at his son, he still looked at Han Chunlei and reported the numbers to him: "We have sold a total of 2,426 sets of rolls, and the total income is 3,153 yuan! Excluding the wages we have settled, we have made a net profit of 3,000 yuan!"

Saying that, Huang Shouye used his two index fingers to draw a "ten" character, and couldn't hold back his excitement and said: "Ten days! Chun Lei Zai, we used it for ten days! We made a net profit of 3,000 yuan! Who would dare to believe it? Chun Lei Zai, your brain is simply a money printing machine!"

"Uncle Huang, it's not my credit alone. I can't make so much money by myself!" Han Chunlei was modest, but in fact, he was also excited in his heart, the purchasing power of the RMB in this era is not 3,000 yuan after 40 years...... This can do many, many things.

"We've earned three thousand dollars in ten days, Monkey Sailei! Huang Aiwu swallowed.

"Rob you big-headed ghost, hit the street!"

Huang Shouye's ruthless big hand slapped Huang Aiwu's head again, causing Huang Aiwu to laugh silly.

"Hehe, this time, you can share dividends! Uncle Huang. Han Chunlei said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, dividends, dividends!"

Huang Shouye nodded incessantly, then made a straight face to Huang Aiwu, and said: "You are a street boy, you have also contributed a lot this time, and the dividends are your share." ”

"Wow, I have my dividends? Thank you, Lao Dou. Huang Aiwu was suddenly surprised, happy like a big fool.

Huang Shouye glared at him, "You also thank Chun Lei Zai, without him, you can divide the red of the ghost, share the!"

"Yes, yes, hehe, thank you, Chunlei!" Huang Aiwu thanked Han Chunlei from the bottom of his heart.

Han Chunlei shrugged, spread his hands, smiled slightly, and said, "If you have money, everyone will earn it together!"

This night, in the dilapidated courtyard of the Huang family, the atmosphere was harmonious.

......

Early the next morning, Han Chunlei finished breakfast, pushed away Huang Shouye's enthusiasm to stay for another two days, and took a minibus to the county post and telecommunications office.

He first took a telegram home.

That's right, it's the telegraph.

In this day and age, people preferred long-distance contact by mail, telegram, and finally telephone.

How cheap it is to send a letter, buy a stamp for eight cents, and you can mail it all over the country.

The telegram is more expensive, four cents a word. Sending a two-word telegram is equivalent to sending a letter. The most expensive are telephones, especially long-distance calls. Two cents and five minutes. Ten minutes of playing, and the day's wages are gone.

A few days ago, Han Chunlei contacted Cao Tianjiao because the account was not clear in a sentence or two, and the mailing of letters was too slow, so he chose to make a long-distance call.

This time, when I contacted my family, I had to take a telegram.

The main thing is that he doesn't have too many words to write in the letter to tell his family, he doesn't want to say too much about making money, he is afraid of saying too much, according to his mother Mao Yuzhen's temperament, either let him send all the money back and let her continue to buy land and build houses, or go directly to Shenzhen to do it with him.

Both of these results are what Han Chunlei wants to see.

So, it's best to shoot telegrams, be simple and clear, and don't talk nonsense.

took a telegram to his home to report his safety, and after sending fifty yuan bills to Mao Yuzhen, he shook the phone to Cao Tianjiao.

"What? My capital of 200 yuan, in the past ten days, has become more than 500?"

On the phone, Cao Tianjiao couldn't believe his ears after listening to Han Chunlei's account.

Last time, Han Chunlei also worked hard for more than ten days, turning his eighty yuan capital into three hundred and five.

But he hasn't even received the previous remittance order, how did the two hundred yuan become more than five hundred?

Cao Tianjiao was completely shocked.

This time, when Han Chunlei proposed to give the money to Cao Tianjiao, Cao Tianjiao did not refuse again.

What if he did the same as last time, let Han Chunlei not remit all the money to himself, keep a few hundred as the capital, and continue to let him do the last batch of business and account for one percent of the shares?

Is that a partnership with Han Chunlei to do business? No, that's taking advantage of Han Chunlei for nothing!

Lao Cao, a sophisticated person, can't do it anymore.

After hanging up the phone, Cao Tianjiao grabbed his slippers and walked home from the phone room.

But today, he walked this road for a full ten minutes.

In the past ten minutes, he Cao Tianjiao was thinking about things.

In his original idea, Han Chunlei could make a lot of money by selling fake collars, in addition to his vision and courage, the most important thing was good luck.

Such a large number of fake collars are not something that can be touched anywhere. As for the number of ways to win prizes on the street, it was mainly because the people in Chikan Village did not let him sell them directly.

But once is lucky, can the second time be classified as good luck?

Naturally, it can't.

While other young people are still fighting for a penny and a half of work, Han Chunlei is here to earn money as if he is playing.

Suddenly, Cao Tianjiao regretted it a little.

I regret that I moved too slowly.

In fact, even last time, he left 200 yuan for Han Chunlei and asked for 10% of the shares, and he didn't intend to take advantage of Han Chunlei.

Cao Tianjiao knows something about the situation of Han Chunlei's family. Four words are enough to describe: orphans and widows. As soon as Han Chunlei left, the only male in the Han family's family was the little boy Han Chunfeng.

Therefore, last time, he planned to wait for Han Chunlei's one hundred and fifty yuan to arrive, then take out the seventy yuan he earned, buy some gifts for the Han family, and then ask the orphans and widows of the Han family if they need help.

Han Chunlei helped him earn money in Shenzhen, and he helped him take care of his family in Hangzhou. Let's not let Han Chunlei thank himself, at least he doesn't take advantage of Han Chunlei. Being a man by yourself is so particular.

Now it's good,

The speed at which he Han Chunlei earns money is faster than the speed at which the post office remits money.

I haven't gone to Han's house to see it yet, Han Chunlei has helped me earn a little 700 yuan, both inside and out!

"Alas, in the final analysis, it's my shallow eyelids, I didn't think about bleeding myself, I just thought about using the money earned by Chunlei to do Chunlei's business. No, I need to go to Chunlei's house quickly!"

He decided not to wait for the remittance slip to arrive.

After he returned home, he took out some cash from home as soon as possible, then went to the supply and marketing cooperative, bought some gifts, rode a tricycle, and went straight to Chaijiawu.