"You mean... this booklet was sold for 60,000?"

When she got home, Song Guowei heard Song Yang's gains after hearing what he said, he looked at the booklet and felt that his three views were severely impacted.

Song Yang nodded affirmatively: "The power of knowledge!"

It's worth his expense to print the book so beautifully.

Strictly speaking, he has sold ideas twice so far.

The first time, he asked Zhu Ziqiang to sell the idea that he just wanted to get 1,000 cassettes at a fair price. In the end, it was 2,000 yuan plus 1,000 free cassettes, and the profits of the remaining 9,000 cassettes. The cooperation with Zhu Ziqiang was an additional benefit.

The second time, this book not only sold 500 suits worth nearly 30,000 yuan, but also included a corporate group development plan worth 60,000 yuan, and a 4,500 suit period.

"...I always read other people's selling ideas in the news, but I didn't expect it to be able to sell it."

Song Yang looked at his parents who were shocked and his sister who looked at him as if he was looking at a monster. He smiled and said, "This 30,000 yuan can you buy a good house in Weifang, right? Dad, you have to go to Wangbo Factory first, and when you go back, you will buy a house in Weifang first. When you want to move over, you will say that you have made money by working hard there. You will find someone to help me and transfer my mother to the school in Weifang. Music teacher, I'm afraid that only good schools will match in the future."

A word silenced the family.

Song Yang looked at the room and said, "Although I grew up here, I don't want to give up. Life should get better and better. If you don't show your wealth, you won't show your wealth. You can't stay here forever. Song Ya, you think the school is under great pressure now, and the teacher always uses me to stimulate you. Then next year, you can see if you can transfer you to No. 1 Middle School."

Song Ya nodded straight.

Seeing that her brother suddenly became ridiculously powerful, she also wanted to be so glorious. The strength of No. 1 Middle School in the city is much stronger than that of the current school.

The children's education issues are the most concerned by parents. Xiang Hui asked uncertainly: "Can this be changed?"

"Not yet." Song Yang said truthfully, "But with Wang Bo's relationship and woolen factory relationship, you can always find someone to help you. Don't worry about this. I have already earned 50,000 yuan this summer vacation, and it will only get better and better in the future. Go to Weifang first!"

Before we knew it, the pillars of the house seemed to have changed.

Song Guowei looked at his son who made the couple a little strange. Fortunately, he was kind to his family and was the obedient and sensible child.

Thinking of his thoughts about Wang Bo's factory, Song Guowei, who was in his forties, suddenly felt proud and patted the board: "Go to Weifang!"

The factory was reorganized and people were panicked, but now isn’t there a new way out?

Just do it again!

...

After staying at home for a few days, Song Yang was completely relaxing and enjoying the summer vacation this time.

His summer vacation seemed very short, only a few days.

They don’t have to think about business and just stay at home with their parents. Song Guowei and his wife feel that their son is very sensible now and have a sweet mouth.

The main topic at home is Song Yang's girlfriend.

Song Ya was particularly curious and kept asking questions.

When I heard that Chen Qingxue's father was a history professor at Yan University back then, the family felt that Song Yang was so arrogant and became anxious about the future.

This made Song Yang laugh and cry.

Anyway, there is a music teacher here, which is considered a family of half a scholarly family.

Chen Qingxue's photo is the only one in the military training photo for the time being.

But the beautiful face could be seen, and Song Ya tsk her mouth and said that a flower was inserted into cow dung.

"Am I bad?" There was no brother and sister who didn't quarrel. Song Yang slapped his little head, "You have two years to take the college entrance examination, so don't think about so much love in your mind."

Song Ya secretly looked at her mother and said quickly: "Where did I think about it?"

"Just count you are the most curious about my love affairs! Do you still want the Walkman?"

"My brother and Sister Qingxue are handsome and beautiful, and they are made of heaven and earth!"

"This is almost the same." Song Yang nodded with a smile.

The BP machine has been completed and the suit has been completed. Next, there will be only pager stations and organizational matters for the event held at that time.

No need to hurry these.

Song Yang was actually not eager to do anything big, and these things are not very prominent at present.

There were too many opportunities in the 1990s, and he had a university to study, and an advertising company that mainly focused on planning, so he lays some foundation first to make good relationships.

Every day, Song Yang would call Chen Qingxue during the day.

Mr. Xiong in the communication room smokes cigarettes and earns phone bills. He always listens to the young people nowadays with a smile and can speak love words.

"Didn't you say you didn't have a girlfriend before?"

"...I didn't know for sure at that time." Song Yang hanged up the phone and faced Mr. Xiong's teasing, and laughed.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the girl from Yanjing, will the couple be high-level intellectuals in the future?"

"Thank you for your good words." Song Yang paid the phone bill and took the buyer home.

There is a walkman that can carry a cassette with you, which is very shameful. Song Yang handed the English tapes to Song Ya and reminded him: "Don't just listen to music. Learn English well. It will be useful after graduation."

Song Ya was playing with this good thing excitedly, and of course nodded obediently at this time.

"Brother, when did you have a tape to listen to that song?"

"Who knows, let's see next year."

Song Yang was not in a hurry to record the song as a sample, but Zhu Ziqiang had already asked someone about Dadi Music.

Since it is a campus folk song, I will talk about it when the school starts.

It was August 25th, and Song Yang was about to leave home again.

"You must be careful this time!" Song Guowei and Xiang Hui repeatedly told each other.

"It must be." Song Yang also knew the importance of it. "I brought a few things. I bought them all in Yanjing anyway. No one can tell that I am a student who went to school."

Before, he was "hard to act bravely", in order not to be targeted by the possible accomplices of the four people, Song Yang politely rejected the police's wish to promote his ideas as a work result of combating the robbers of the car bandits and road tyrants.

What a joke.

The strength is very strong. Although those people failed, they robbed with knives and had done this before, they might be sentenced to several years.

People don’t think if they were wrong, they will only spread hatred on Song Yang and Wang Bo.

Zhang Yang, it just so happened that he only met Song Yang on a dark night, and he didn't know where Song Yang's name and home were.

When they come out of prison, can they still remember what Song Yang looks like?

He was alert all the way to Yanjing. Song Yang felt that if he had the conditions, he would buy a car and asked Wang Bo to introduce a capable retired employee to be a driver.

Song Yang can afford it.

Leaving from the train station, the first stop for Songyang is Lin Qixia's store.

Seeing him appear, Lin Qixia was a little surprised.

"Auntie, this is something my parents asked me to bring to you. They are all local specialties. Thank you for calling and helping you ask about the situation last time."

Song Yang took out two bags of dried vegetables from his bag and put them obediently behind her counter.

"...Let's go back and thank you parents for me." Lin Qixia looked at him and showed a rare smile, "Tell your parents about you and Qingxue?"

Song Yang nodded: "Well, there is nothing to hide from this."

Lin Qixia looked at the honesty in his eyes and nodded: "If it's nothing, go to home for dinner tonight, and go to school with Qingxue tomorrow morning."

Song Yang was surprised and surprised, and immediately said, "Okay, thank you aunt!"

Lin Qixia smiled and said, "It's almost five o'clock, you wait a moment, I'll close the store."

Lin Qixia has also thought a lot in the past ten days.

The children were getting along, and his parents knew it, at least it was not a relationship that was just a joke.

Such a mature, steady and outstanding child, it is better to deal with him more and see more things.

Lin Qixia later visited the recipe he made for the Weifang Wool Garment Factory for a long time.

I have to admit that this child's abilities always break through her cognition.

Lin Qixia wanted to know what kind of career he planned to do in the future.

After all, in this society, not all careers have to be done by socializing.
Chapter completed!