Zhao Yue was standing at a large iron gate in the distance. Next to the iron gate was a white sign with the Vacuum Electronics Factory on it.

Then a middle-aged man came out. The two of them didn't know what they said, so Zhao Yue followed the middle-aged man into the factory.

"Jiang Mu, Aunt Zhao has found a job?" Sun Quan asked.

Jiang Mu held the shoulders of the person beside him and shook them hard, excited, "Why did I forget this? I'm so stupid!"

Sun Quan was shaken by her so much that he felt two ghosts appear in front of him, "What have you forgotten?"

"Forgot that my mother can work." Jiang Mu smiled happily, revealing her white tiger teeth.

Sun Quan touched his head in confusion, always feeling that this was not the case.

Of course, what Jiang Mu forgot was not that Zhao Yue could work, but that the fastest way to get rich in the 1980s was not to do business or buy a house, but to the stock market!

As a finance student, she understands how many myths of getting rich have been created at this stage!

The money-making plan can be slightly changed.

With a new plan, Jiang Mu was so happy that he was about to fly. He bought all the money in his hand and couldn't hold his luggage at all.

Finally, Sun Quan took the suitcase home first, and Jiang Mu stayed in the store. When Sun Quan rode the family's donkey (human tricycle) over, the two of them moved a bag of yarn to the car and piled it up into a hill. Jiang Mu sat at the top, and Sun Quan pedaled the car with a groan and slowly moved forward.

Jiang Mu hummed a small song. Although he spent 500 yuan, he gained a lot.

The store obviously doesn't want to do a wool business and is eager to deal with the store's inventory. She just happened to get a bargain, otherwise, according to the current price, she would be too tired to buy the money she had.

These yarns are enough to support this winter.

A large amount of money was thrown out like this. Jiang Mu felt nothing, but Sun Quan was pedaling with a tricycle.

His legs kept accelerating, and he thought about getting home early, so he helped to weave some, and he could also sell it early.

Jiang Mu, who was sitting behind, listened to his big breath, exhaled white breath from his mouth and said, "Or else we can change, you can rest?"

"No, riding a donkey looks simple, but it's not easy to ride. Anyway, it's not far from home, just sit there." Sun Quan's butt had left the seat, and his whole body leaned forward and stared hard.

"Then you ride slowly, we don't dare to go time anyway." Jiang Mu stopped trying when he heard this. If he failed, it would be no fun.

"Why aren't you in a hurry? I can help you knit a few more pairs when I go home early. I just went back to see it. My family has knitted more pairs. When I go back, I will knit a little more. You can sell them all. This is 500 yuan!"

As he said that, Sun Quan rode faster.

"Don't worry, the market is big, and there are many people in demand." Jiang Mu hummed a small song again.

The two returned to the shanty town, and the tall woven bags stacked on the tricycle really attracted some people's attention.

The old couple of the Sun family made a living by collecting junk and providing them with their grandson to go to school.

Sun Quan often helped his grandfather collect rags during holidays, but this car doesn't look like it's rags no matter how you look at it.

"Koizumi, there's a great harvest today!"

Sun Quan just smiled shyly, "I'm lucky today." It's unnecessary, without saying a word.

When several neighbors heard this, they thought Sun Quan was lucky to collect junk, so they didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Mu was a little surprised after hearing this. She used to think that Sun Quan was shy, introverted, and a little dull. Now it seems that this is not quite clever? There was no news exposed at all.

It was an hour later when the two of them moved the woven bags into the house to settle them.

With so many bags, the Sun family couldn't put them down at all. Jiang Mu moved directly into his own house. He had to confess today and couldn't hide it from Zhao Yue all the time.

It was the old couple of Zhao's family who looked at so much yarn and began to worry.

"Mumu, you can knit so many gloves with so much wool. Can you sell them all?" Sun Hongfen asked worriedly.

"Grandma Sun, don't worry about this. Look at how many patterns you can weave these colors, as many patterns as possible, so that everyone likes it more."

Jiang Mu took some yarn of various colors, red, white, black, yellow, green, orange, purple, and blue, all on the big bed, and the two old men were dazzled.

"You don't have to worry about this. I still know a little bit of a trick. It's just a little effort." Sun Hongfen was very confident. This was something she was good at, and her whole body's spirit was different.

"That's great. You guys weave it first, I'll come and pick it up later."

After Jiang Mu returned home, he looked at the pile of houses and rubbed his nose. I wonder what his mother would react to seeing this scene?

When she got here, she quickly entered the house, took out the math book, and began to become familiar with the knowledge points in junior high school.

If my mother is really angry at that time, she will have to study hard to calm her down.

Jiang Mu is a person who has won the top scorer in the college entrance examination. It is only a matter of time before she can understand the knowledge points of junior high school.

She flipped through the math book and picked up several papers left by the White Lotus last night. There were several proof questions. She glanced at them and knew how to prove them. As long as she remembered the theorems and definitions, various properties, it was actually very easy to do.

The handwritten test paper Bai Lianhua gave him is so basic that she can't be more basic. How bad is her grades? Can he write these questions that he doesn't even need to move his brain?

However, thinking about the math test she wrote yesterday, Jiang Mu could only sigh heavily. Her past grades were indeed consistent with such questions that were so basic that they could not be more basic.

Jiang Mu picked up the pen and started to do the questions. In less than half an hour, they were filled up. Jiang Mu was very satisfied with his work.

As soon as she got up, she heard the sound of someone entering the house.

She stood up and saw that it was Wen Liyan.

Loose black trousers, a white sweater on it, and his black hair was a little messy, which made his face look pale, making his sharpness slightly weaker.

Jiang Mu frowned, "What's your face? Are you bullied or are you hungry?"

Wen Liyan pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "Have the paper finished?"

My voice was a little hoarse, and my spirits were not as good as yesterday.

Jiang Mu frowned even deeper, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Wen Liyan smiled even more, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were all relaxed, not ordinary handsome, "Do you think you can escape the problem like this? I promised Aunt Zhao to look at your grades."

He stretched out his hand, his slender fingers clearly tied, "Have you finished the paper?"

Jiang Mu smiled angrily, kindly acting as a donkey, he went back to the room and took out her masterpiece, slapped his palm, and laughed out loud, "That's a problem, Brother Xiaoyan!"

Feeling the breath of the girl passing by, Wen Liyan smiled silently: It's quite fierce.
Chapter completed!