Old man Sun didn't even look at the boss's almost flattering flattery.

He just glanced sideways at Ren Xiaowei and asked, "Isn't this Boss Ren? If you're not busy making money, why are you here in the bookstore?"

"Um..." Ren Xiaowei scratched his hair and said with an embarrassed grin: "You have to read to make money. People who don't read can't make big money!"

"Oh?" As if he didn't expect such words to come out of his mouth, Old Man Sun looked at him again.

Then he very carefully took out a roll of stuff from his bag and handed it to the bookstore owner, saying: "Same as usual, three thousand copies!"

"Yes, yes..." The bookstore owner looked at the two of them and opened their mouths, then walked aside and started working.

At this time, Old Man Sun raised his eyes, looked at him with interest and said, "Come on, let me see what books you have read!"

Ren Xiaowei quickly picked up the book list on the counter, handed it over and said, "That's it!"

"Economic Management..." The more Old Man Sun read, the more surprised he became. As a person of this generation, he also likes to study economics, so he recognized at a glance that these books were connected.

Originally, he thought Ren Xiaowei was making excuses, but he didn't expect that he was really looking at something. In this case, he would help him.

Old Man Sun looked at him with a smile on his face: "He won't have these books you want here!"

Ren Xiaowei nodded and said disappointedly: "Yes, I will go to the provincial capital in a few days to have a look!"

"You don't have to go to the city. I can help you get this set of books in a few days, but the price will be a bit expensive!"

The wrinkles in Old Man Sun's smile were spread out, and the look he looked at him showed kindness.

Damn it!

This old man actually had a side job, but he looked at the other person's confident expression and felt naturally timid towards him.

Ren Xiaowei could only show an expression of letting others take advantage of him and said: "Then I'll trouble you, Principal Sun. I just don't know the price..."

Old Man Sun stretched out three fingers, looked at him with a smile and said, "Three hundred yuan, isn't it expensive?"

"Not...expensive!"

Ren Xiaowei's face twitched, and he almost chipped his back molars before he squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

In fact, my heart has long been filled with chaos.

You must know that this three hundred yuan is almost more than half a month's salary for Zhu Xiaoxue.

Didn't I read the almanac when I went out today? Why did I meet such an old man who eats people without spitting out their bones?

At this moment, he even thought of the scene in The Monkey King where the four masters and apprentices were pestered for money.

Those people must be very similar to the old man in front of me.

Even the bookstore owner in the back who was busy copying test papers couldn't help but secretly chuckle.

Oh my god, can people be so cruel?

He also read the books on the list. He could find them if he tried his best to look for them, and the price would be around a hundred yuan.

Of course, if you don't mind that there are typos in it, you can get it for a few dozen yuan, but I didn't expect that the other party would ask for 300 yuan.

If he weren't worried about offending the old man, he would be impatient and rush to grab the business.

When Ren Xiaowei left his phone number with Old Man Sun like a defeated rooster, Old Man Sun still stood there smiling and nodding.

The bookstore owner pursed his lips, not daring to say a word as he pushed a stack of copied papers in front of him.

Old Man Sun took out the money to pay the bill, put the papers in his bag and then said with satisfaction: "Three hundred yuan, you can make money again, double the printing next week!"

The bookstore owner was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that the old man actually wanted to use the money he earned to print test papers for the children.

He hesitated a little, but still looked at the old scholar-like old man in front of him with complicated eyes, and reminded:

"Principal Sun, I should say something that I shouldn't say. The cost of printing the examination papers was paid by the school, but this money..."

"no no......"

Old Man Sun waved his hand and said, "You can't look at the problem this way. Money has to be spent, right?"

"...."

The bookstore owner nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then use it to buy papers, and let the children brush more papers, which may be useful during the exam. Is there any money in the world that is more meaningful than spending it like this?"

"I..." The bookstore owner was speechless and couldn't say anything for a long time.

He knows that Principal Sun has worked hard for education for most of his life, and he is still busy with it even when he is old.

I just don’t know if this dedication will be rewarded one day.

Ren Xiaowei, who had obviously been killed to help the poor, had returned home at this moment. He fell on the sofa with depression written all over his face.

He could only comfort himself silently in his heart. At least he got the book he wanted, but the knowledge was too expensive.

What none of them expected was that these three hundred yuan, after being printed as a review paper by Principal Sun, happened to be the right guess to pass the high school entrance examination that year.

Ten of the twelve big questions were guessed correctly, which allowed many children to use muscle memory during the exam.

They have forgotten that they have ever answered these questions, and they have forgotten the situation when they answered these questions. However, it was just that subtle thing that caused the fate of many children to be rewritten.

But the initiator of everything, the planner Old Man Sun, the executor the bookstore owner, and the investor Ren Xiaowei, have never been discovered.

At this time, Ren Xiaowei was lying on the sofa, almost drowsy, when a man in blue suddenly walked in outside the door.

He walked in and looked around, a little embarrassed and said: "Is there anyone named Ren Xiaowei here?"

"Where is it? That's the half-dead one!" Liang Xiaotong pointed to the direction of the sofa and said angrily.

"???" The man was a little confused, but he still came over and looked at him and said, "Are you Ren Xiaowei?"

Ren Xiaowei's face was covered with a cushion, and he was still in a state of standing upright.

"Hey, bro, bro, bro..." The man was a little anxious. He touched his nose and removed the cushion, and saw Ren Xiaowei who was already asleep.

The man in front of him, who was obviously much younger than himself, had been calling him "Brother" for a long time, but he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

So with a smile on his face, he shook Ren Xiaowei and said with a smile: "Brother, do you know Liu Hui? She asked me to bring you something, please take it!"

"Where are the things?" Ren Xiaowei was very unhappy that someone had disturbed his sweet dream. He immediately stretched out his hand and said impatiently.

The man's face twitched and he pointed out the window: "This thing is a bit special. I can't seem to give it to you with my own hands!"

"Huh?" He frowned, followed the other person's gaze and suddenly his body trembled.

Ren Xiaowei pointed at the huge creature outside with a look of disbelief on his face, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

This naughty thing...is a Noah's Ark, right?
Chapter completed!