Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Ji Shumiao wrote down the entire cause and effect of what happened in his self-review, without changing a single word. After he finished writing, he showed it to Teacher Wang Hong with great pride.

"Teacher, you said I'm not good at writing narrative essays, but I think this one is very well written~" Ji Shumiao was a little proud and eager to ask: "Do I need to read the self-review under the national flag next Monday?"

Teacher Wang Hong just felt overwhelmed: "...My mammary glands are also mammary glands."

She just needed a review to put an end to today's events.

"Okay." Ji Shumiao felt a little disappointed.

In the afternoon, Teacher Wang Hong announced two things: one was the monthly exam before the National Day holiday. The students groaned, but it was expected and acceptable; the second was the Arts and Sports Festival next month. Each class had to prepare at least one program, and the sports meet would also begin to collect registrations.

The classroom was full of excitement after class. The busiest people were the sports committee members and the art committee members. Du Zixi rushed over and grabbed Ji Shumiao's arm and shook it violently: "Miaomiao Miaomiao, sing a song!"

Ji Shumiao opened his mouth and sang in a low and deep voice: "The river flows eastward! The stars in the sky are the Big Dipper! Hehehehehe, they are the Big Dipper!"

Du Zixi's expression was stiff and cracked: "What have you done with the beautiful voice God gave you!"

Ji Shumiao pursed his lips, looking innocent.

"Forget it, just agree to participate, and I'll take care of the program arrangement." Du Zixi quickly blocked her next words, "You can't refuse! If you refuse, I will draw circles and curse you so that you won't make any money this year!"

She knew how to control Ji Shumiao.

Ji Shumiao extended a middle finger, then slowly extended his index finger, forced out a business smile and gestured: "Okay."

Du Zixi was ambitious and wanted to put on a unique stage play, so she pulled a group of classmates together to discuss it endlessly.

As soon as school was over in the afternoon, Ji Shumiao left much faster than usual. The staff of Cha Sanmei were waiting for the two underage bosses to go to the company for a meeting after school.

Ji Shumiao and Ji Shulang entered the office building one after the other and entered the elevator together.

Lang Ge hung his head, feeling dejected and the feeling lingered in his mind for three days.

There were other people in the elevator, and Ji Shumiao was patient and did not lose his temper. After going upstairs to the company, he considered Mr. Lang's face and continued the meeting.

Fortunately, Ji Shulang controlled his emotions at the meeting and continued the meeting with a serious attitude.

There were two main things discussed at this meeting. First, Miaoyu Tea had launched a series of new products to compete with Cha Samadhi, and the publicity of "pure natural good tea and good milk" was overwhelming.

Ji Shumiao tapped the table with his index finger: "Only their new product series is pure natural, how can that be possible? Of course we have to give them a push and say that all their drinks are pure natural."

Le Hui and others quickly understood what she meant. She wanted to flatter her to death and to roast the witty tea on a volcano.

After discussing the details, Ji Shumiao leaned forward and proposed the "Mud Plan".

"Chaozhou, Guangdong, produces the most fragrant variety of oolong tea, Phoenix Dancong, also known as Duck Shit Fir." Ji Shumiao said seriously, "Now the whole Internet is playing with the big dung stalks of Cha Samadhi, so why don't we play it ourselves. Others throw mud at us, we use the mud to grow lotus, and then make 880 million from them."

You throw manure at me, and I turn around and use it to grow fragrant tea.

Ji Shumiao's "Mud Plan" was just a simple idea, and she didn't know whether young people today could accept it.

Based on the idea she proposed, everyone had a heated discussion and finally concluded that it was worth a try. The R&D department first purchased some duck shit incense to develop a few new products.

The meeting lasted for more than three hours and it was almost nine o'clock when it ended. Ji Shumiao was so hungry that he realized later that he had not had dinner yet.

After leaving the company, Ji Shulang felt tired and depressed. Ji Shumiao wanted to go to the confinement center but was afraid of disturbing Qin Rong's rest, so she went home with him.

The two of them got in a car, and Ji Shulang murmured, "She sent the mochi back, but she didn't say anything. What do you think she meant?"

Ji Shumiao was speechless because of his stupidity. She was heartbroken and asked, "You gave someone a gift and they returned it. What do you think the other person meant by that? Don't you understand when it comes to those little bits of love?"

Not accepting is a clear rejection. There is no need to make it too ugly.

Ji Shulang wailed and leaned back in his chair in despair: "Why..."

"Why wouldn't I like you?" Ji Shumiao was speechless.

"Why don't you like me?" Ji Shulang couldn't understand. "I'm handsome, have a good family, I'm rich, I have a good personality, I'm sunny and cheerful, there's nothing wrong with me."

Ji Shumiao was speechless: "...You are also very confident."

"I'm so outstanding, but she still doesn't like me. It's totally unfair."

"There is no heavenly law, but there is geography. The truth on earth is that if you really want to talk about love, you can't just look at whether the other person is excellent or not. No woman with a normal mind in this world will fall in love with someone just because he is excellent. Otherwise, only the elites in all walks of life should be admired. There are so many people in this world who are better than you. Do they all have love? There are also many people who are worse than you. Don't they deserve love?"

“Disenchant” all representations of men is a compulsory course for all women.

Ji Shulang seemed to understand a little, but his eyes were still clear and stupid.

Ji Shumiao was too lazy to say anything more and complained: "You usually have a normal brain, why do you act like you're stuck in a door when you encounter a little love?"

"How can it be small?" Ji Shulang gradually broke down. "If I can't marry Xu Jinhuan as your sister-in-law, I will end up living a lonely life just like you said!"

Ji Shumiao rolled his eyes: "How old are you? How many people do you know? You say such things. You are shallow and ignorant."

All men are idiots. Teenagers in love are idiots, and Ji Shulang is also idiot.

Ji Shumiao's stupidity syndrome was acting up.

Langge asked weakly: "Which boy doesn't have a crush on someone, and which girl doesn't have spring fever? Have you ever liked anyone?"

"No." Ji Shumiao replied firmly, "I won't make myself look stupid for the sake of illusory love."

Ji Shulang: “…”

Not to mention this life, even in her previous life she had never risked her life for anyone. She adhered to the principle of "bye bye, the next one will be better" and ran happily to the next stop.

The family prepared midnight snacks for the two of them. While eating, Ji Shumiao talked about buying gold. He took advantage of the low gold price and used the family's spare money to buy gold.

The proposal received unanimous support, and the specific issue that needed to be discussed was how much to buy.

Time passed quickly, and during the National Day holiday after the monthly exam, the brother and sister were very busy.

They first went to Hebei to inspect the garment factory under construction and finalized the specific cooperation plan with several fabric suppliers.

During this period, Ji Shumiao wanted to find Luo Kai, but he couldn't find him. Huangmao, Lanmao and Lumao were no longer working in their original factory. No one knew where they went. Such assembly line workers were naturally very mobile.

Afterwards, the brother and sister went south to Chaozhou, Guangdong, and bought a batch of "Duck Shit Incense".

However, they failed to reach an agreement with the tea merchants, specifically on the price.

The brother and sister, who had hit a wall for the first time, tried their best to persuade each other with reason and emotion, but failed to impress each other.

Good tea has no trouble selling, so there is no reason for them to sell it to them at a low price.

Due to this delay, Ji Shumiao’s original plan to go back to the countryside was not realized, but Ji Shiqian and Qin Yun did accompany their grandparents back.

On the last day of the holiday, the brother and sister returned to Beijing with nothing. Everything had to wait for the new products from the R&D department to be ready.