Quick time travel: Did the big villain succeed in chasing his wife today?

"I can."

"The construction site is a bit tough. Some time ago, the security guard at our construction site said that he has a relative who sells things. He must know how to use...computers, yes, computers, and he needs to be able to type quickly and answer customers' questions. "

"Can you use it?"

"Will do."

"Then this job is very suitable for you." Father Yang slapped his thigh.

Many people haven't read any books, let alone have access to computers, and they can type.

"The salary is very high, five hundred per month."

"The boss just looks at what orders the customers have ordered, and then sends them over."

Isn't this the early e-commerce?

Didn't expect someone to do it so early.

In fact, there is a shortage of computer typists in many places, but formal places do not accept children.

Otherwise, it is a violation of the labor law and will be fined.

Spring begins.

Father Yang and Xu Chen packed their bags and went to Haishi together.

Yang Fan and Zhen Zhen also returned to school.

There is still the last semester, and the senior high school entrance examination is about to take place.

Yang Zhenzhen was very worried.

What worries her is not the senior high school entrance examination, but not knowing how to explain the origin of the money to her parents.

High school tuition is expensive.

Most people can't afford it, and only one of them can go to high school.

Seeing her frowning, Yang Fan reached out and touched her head.

"Don't worry, I've already saved up my tuition fees."

"Where did you get the money?"

It turned out that every holiday, Yang Fan would go out to give tutoring lessons.

The title of the first grade has made many parents trust him.

"How many students do you pick up?"

"I just teach one student, one-on-one, for two hours each time."

The child's family conditions are very good, but he is a bit unsophisticated.

Parents are also willing to spend a lot of money to make up lessons for him, asking Yang Fan to teach him one-on-one.

Yang Fan's words inspired Yang Zhenzhen.

Since many parents like to find tutors, and students also want to earn pocket money, she can help to contact and charge some intermediary fees.

In this way, the origin of her money can also be concealed.

Just do it.

She first counted the students in the whole school who were willing to tutor, because the whole school knew her, so it was easy to do.

The next step is to distribute leaflets and post advertisements in high-end residential areas and at the gates of various schools.

Every time she makes a deal, she has a profit.

Parents will recommend to other parents.

Yang Fan expressed his admiration for this.

In fact, gradually, many people bypassed her as an intermediary and contacted students directly.

But it doesn't matter, it's just a blindfold in itself.

The senior high school entrance examination came as scheduled.

At the teacher appreciation banquet, the eyes of the students were red as they talked.

They were about to go their separate ways.

Those who are in high school, those who are in technical secondary school, those who are repeating studies, those who are working...

I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other again.

Especially there are some young couples in the class who are about to go to another place.

"Ms. Su, I'm not that kind of genius. It's because the teacher put a lot of thought into me that my math scores improved."

"Okay." Teacher Su took a sip of the juice.

"The main thing is to rely on yourselves." Teacher Su sighed, "You have to keep studying in the future, no matter where you go, do you hear me?"

"I heard." The voices of the more emotional girls in the class were choked up.

"Okay, let's eat."

For a moment there was only the clinking of dishes and a few sobs.

Early July, Haishi, Post Office.

"I want to send money."

The bank employee threw out a money order.

The boy who has grown a lot taller is leaning over the counter to write the address.

He took out a few banknotes from his pocket, and handed them to the bank staff along with the written remittance slip.

When Xu Chen walked out of the bank, he looked up at the vast sky.

Finally, I want to pay off what I owe Zhenzhen, so that it won't delay her high school education.