Chapter 167

Grandma Qiu took it in a daze, she could see the red one hundred percent clearly, she couldn't believe her eyes for a moment.

"Grandma, Koizumi is a good seedling. It won't be a problem to get into a good university in the future. You have to train him well." Teacher Feng said sincerely.

Suddenly remembered something, she couldn't help but said to Grandma Qiu: "The child is so young, let him concentrate on his studies in the future, don't worry about other chores."

Grandma Qiu's lips trembled with joy, but she felt sad when she heard Teacher Feng's words: Yes, the family is poor, and the old couple have to go out to pick up garbage and sell money to make ends meet. At this time, most of the children from other families are enjoying the love of their parents They are so pampered, but their family wants their children to take on a lot of housework early.

Teacher Feng hesitated for a moment: "I heard that Koizumi is selling something, like a pen?"

After looking at the impoverished house, she roughly understood why Qiu Mingquan was in business. This made her feel a little uncomfortable. In this era, most people still advocate "study mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and not be afraid to travel all over the world." In the eyes of teachers, doing business is really a foolish thing.

There was a soft knock at the door, and Grandpa Qiu held a crumpled white plastic bag in his hand, and hesitantly repeated: "Teacher, you, you said... saw Koizumi selling pens?"

Teacher Feng smiled: "His classmates saw it. But, I'm not here to complain. I just think that Koizumi's grades are so good. It would be a pity if he was distracted and delayed?"

Grandpa Qiu listened in a daze, walked to the bed, looked at the swollen place on the back of Qiu Mingquan's hand, and suddenly squatted on the ground silently, covering his face.

Cloudy old tears fell drop by drop.

The child didn't lie, and he didn't do anything outrageous!

Qiu Mingquan quickly jumped off the ground, hugged the old man vigorously, and rubbed his furry head against Grandpa's chest: "Grandpa... I'm fine. Don't cry."

Teacher Feng looked at the family of three crying for no reason, and was taken aback: He just said a few words casually, and he didn't speak harshly. How did he make this old and young like this?

After finally waiting for the three to calm down, Qiu Mingquan wiped the tears on his face embarrassingly, and nodded gratefully to Teacher Feng: "Thank you, teacher, I will pay attention to handling the relationship between study and business."

Teacher Feng was taken aback, business? This kid, really takes this kind of messy thing seriously?

She was about to say something more, but out of the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of the leftovers on the small wooden table next to her, and then thought of Qiu Mingquan's usual shabby clothes, and swallowed all the words back into her stomach.

She sighed, and on impulse, she took out the small canvas wallet, took out a few ten-yuan bills from it, took out another one cruelly, and stuffed it into Grandma Qiu's hand.

"I'm Koizumi's class teacher, you take this money first!" She knew that the old man would give in, so she put down the money and ran out the door in a hurry, "The child is sick, don't delay the treatment, and you have to buy some food and supplements Body!"

The two old men looked at the banknotes and didn't react for a while.

fifty dollars! In this day and age, this is almost one-third of a middle school teacher's monthly salary. The point is, everyone is short of money!

Qiu Mingquan first struggled to jump up, took the money and chased him out.

"Teacher, teacher!" He caught up with Teacher Feng vainly, his face was flushed with fever, and now he flushed even more, "...my family has money, please take it back!"

Teacher Feng made a stern face and pretended to be angry: "You child, why don't you listen to the teacher! Look at how thin you are, how can you study without physical strength!"

"No, no... I can't take this money." Qiu Mingquan kept shaking his head,

Teacher Feng put the money back into his hand with all his strength: "Then let me borrow it from you. After you are admitted to university and earn money, Wang Juan took a breath, thinking of Zhao Decheng's usual brilliance, but couldn't bear it." Zhu Anshuang: "Oh, did the buyer find out? "

"The purchaser didn't find out. When he went back to claim the reimbursement, he was spotted by the accountant, and he found our mall with the invoice." Xiao Liu blinked with a smile, "I happened to meet General Manager Qu, alas, you didn't see it, so I bought it on the spot." His face is blue with anger!"

Wang Juan gave a "puchi" smile: "Group leader Zhao has always been courageous!"

It's not a big deal to secretly sell your own private goods at the counter, but forging official seals and issuing fake invoices is a serious matter.

Zhao Decheng has always been unpopular, but now he is unlucky, no one sympathizes with him, and everyone is laughing together. At this moment, someone shouted from a distance: "Wang Juan! General Manager Qu asked you to go to his office !"

Standing in the general manager's office of the boutique shopping mall, Wang Juan almost suspected that she had heard it wrong: "General manager, you said... asking me to take Zhao Decheng's place and be promoted to be the stationery group leader?"

She was just thirty years old, so this qualification is supposed to be out of her reach.

General Manager Qu smiled slightly: "Yes. You must have heard about Zhao Decheng. He has been suspended urgently. I need to promote someone."

His face was full of encouragement: "I have investigated, and my colleagues all said that you have strong business ability and good service attitude. Can you top it?"

Wang Juan nodded in surprise: "The organization and leadership trust me, I am willing to try!"

After coming out of the general manager's office, she still felt a little dizzy, but suddenly, a clear picture came to her mind.

The boy whispered in her ear: "I thought about it just now, I should not buy it. This small business, the next wave will really fall into my hands."...

If it wasn't for that child, even if she wouldn't be as desperate as Zhao Decheng today, at least she would have hoarded a lot of gold pens that are no longer easy to sell, right? !

For a moment, her back was covered in cold sweat, and she was both afraid and grateful.

...

But at this time, the two instigators who put Zhao Decheng into the pit of fire happened to pass by the door of the boutique shopping mall.

Qiu Mingquan stopped suddenly, and looked hesitantly at the gate of the shopping mall not far away.

"Hey, isn't that person... the team leader who killed us that day?" He whispered.

At the door, a man's face was pale, and he begged the policeman beside him with snot and tears: "Comrade, wait a minute, I'll go to the general manager and say a few more words, please!"

The two policemen around him clamped him, one on the left and one on the right, and pushed him away seriously: "If you have something to say, go to the police station!"

Feng Rui looked at it with great interest: "It's really him, looking at that cowardly idiot, he must have committed something. He deserves it!"

Thinking of the way he smashed his gold pen that day, Qiu Mingquan couldn't help but chuckled: "Yes, you deserve it..."

Feng Rui smiled: "Let's go, go to the next stop."

The wealth in the financial field that he is most familiar with is already waving to them impatiently today. Who has the time to care about such small ants!

Liu Dongfeng was wearing a thick sheriff's padded jacket, standing upright around the crowd, vigilantly maintaining order.

——These people, holding ID cards in their hands, stood in a long line early in the morning in the bitter cold wind, just to buy stocks in this factory?

Liu Dongfeng looked suspiciously at the brand-new signboard at the entrance of the factory. The words "Dongshen City Vacuum Electronic Devices Company" were written on a golden background and black block letters. It looked like it was newly replaced.

"Xiao Liu! Come here and help me buy a bowl of hot soy milk." In a steamed stuffed bun shop at the gate of the factory, his colleague Zhang Jun gnawed on a huge meat bun and ordered.

He is a few years older than Liu Dongfeng, and he is not a serious graduate of the police academy, but this time he is becoming a full-time officer, and he blatantly snatches the spot that should belong to Liu Dongfeng.

There is no other reason, it is a moderately related household. No, it hasn't been just a few days, and these days when facing Liu Dongfeng, he is obviously not polite.

Liu Dongfeng hesitated for a moment, had no choice but to turn around and leave the team, walking towards the breakfast shop at the end of the street.

——No way, everyone in the team knows that the director of the police station is Zhang Jun's second uncle.

Qiu Mingquan didn't notice that Liu Dongfeng was here, beside him, an old man and a middle-aged man were behind the line, and the length of the line was still increasing.

"Master, are you a family member of the employees of this factory?" The middle-aged man started chatting with the old man as he was idle and bored.

"My nephew is a worker in the factory. When his family bought it last year, there was no computer at all, and all the registrations were manually handwritten. The sale of these hundreds of thousands of shares was 1,450 paper shares. Each sheet has a denomination of 100 yuan, the pattern is clear, and it seems that it still exudes the fragrance of ink that has just left the printing factory.

A middle-aged woman in the first place took out 1,000 yuan, was the first to buy ten stocks, and left happily.

The second and third ones, seeing someone walking out with a thick stack of stocks with a smile on their face, the people in the queue at the back became anxious, and more and more people began to shout: "Will it be sold out?! Can't call one People buy that much, right?"

"That's right, there must be restrictions! We went early in the morning, and it was too cold. Could it be possible to ask everyone to go back empty-handed?"

When Liu Dongfeng ran back with a cup of soy milk, what he saw was that when the crowd became more and more chaotic, the originally straight line became chaotic, and many people began to try to squeeze forward.

He felt a "thump" in his heart. Oops, when he arrived, the captain specially told him to keep an eye on the law and order here. Zhang Jun had no experience, so don't call any abnormal situation on the scene.

Especially when there are many people, the thieves running around know that everyone here has a lot of cash on them, which is especially dangerous!

He rushed over in two or three steps, and shouted eagerly at Zhang Jun at the door of the steamed stuffed bun shop: "Brother Zhang, let's go and maintain order, don't cause trouble!"

Zhang Jun gave him an annoyed look: "What a fuss, what problems can happen to hundreds of people, you just have to keep an eye on it."

He took Liu Dongfeng's soy milk, and retreated to the stove next to the steamed stuffed bun shop, crossing his legs.

What a sense of responsibility for a young man outside the establishment! This damn weather is so cold!

Liu Dongfeng gritted his teeth, turned around and ran to the factory gate alone.

The situation was not right, the crowd crowded in front of the door became more and more anxious, the noisy voices echoed to the sky, and there seemed to be a few suspicious-looking people in the crowd!

Qiu Mingquan was at the front of the queue, and now he could see that something was wrong, so he managed not to be squeezed out by the crowd by virtue of his dexterity.

After finally getting in line in front of him, he was about to stretch out the money, when an aunt next to him suddenly squeezed up, grabbed the front without any politeness, and slapped a stack of banknotes on the financial staff's desk: "I'll buy five thousand yuan! "

"Don't jump in line! That woman, be more conscious!" The people behind were anxious.

"That's right, don't stop!"

Feng Rui was also anxious: "Why are you so useless? Push her away!"

Qiu Mingquan hesitated: "I... I can't do it, why don't you come?"

"Are you kidding me! I never beat women, let alone such old women." President Feng Yizheng flatly refused.

Just as the two were giving way, the woman quickly bought the stocks and left with a happy face.

Qiu Mingquan hurriedly squeezed his way up, and completed the registration and purchase process. Except for some spare money, the remaining two thousand yuan was exchanged for twenty 100-yuan vacuum electronic stocks, and he squeezed out of the crowd with great effort.

In the winter, I almost squeezed out a sweat.

He saw the steamed stuffed bun shop next to him at a glance, and ran over quickly, and was about to buy two meat buns to pad his stomach, when suddenly, he heard the fat woman's sharp voice screaming: "Ah! My money, my wallet was stolen! "

Qiu Mingquan looked up in surprise, and saw a figure as vigorous as flying, running towards the side of the crowd: "Don't run!"

A small man wearing a hat suddenly ran wildly, and the young policeman behind him chased after him, and the direction of the two of them was running towards this side.

A few steps away from the steamed stuffed bun shop, the young man behind was hungry and threw the thief in front of him on the ground: "Don't run! Follow me back to the police station!"

Feng Rui suddenly asked curiously: "Isn't this person your neighbor?"

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback for a moment, but after a closer look, he really was Brother Dongfeng!

At this moment, suddenly the thief on the ground flipped his wrist, flashed a gleaming knife from the padded coat, and stabbed Liu Dongfeng in the face.