I Raised a Big Boss in the 90s

Before dawn the next day, Su Weiwei packed up the package, rode the bicycle with Zongzheng, and sneaked out of the house. This bicycle was bought by Liang Fugui, but usually Xie Zhenjiang and Jiang Tao were riding. Su Wei only had to do not steal. , Where can I ride the bike out? It was just over three o'clock, and Teng Teng was asleep, rubbing his eyes to look at Su Weiwei.

Su Weiwei put him on the horizontal bar, "Be good, go to sleep, I will call you when I'm done."

Teng Teng squinted his eyes, little head little by little, and continued to fall asleep.

The two of them had just walked a few steps, and suddenly came the voice of Little Sister Liang behind them, she ran over to pull Su Weiwei's car and cried: "Sister-in-law, don't leave the little sister, the little sister can't live without you."

Su Weiwei swallowed, "Who left you? My sister-in-law is going out to have something to do, which is inconvenient for you."

"You're talking nonsense! You took even Teng Teng, you definitely don't want me, I don't care, I won't let you go, if you leave, you will never comb your hair for the little girl again." Liang Xiaomei cried very sad. She didn’t have a deep impression of her mother. Not long after she was born, her mother died, and her impression of her mother was all linked to Liu Yumei, but Liu Yumei treated her badly, saying that she was unlucky, and that she was dead. Mother, I haven't had a great future in my life. My sister-in-law treated her badly before, but now my sister-in-law treats her very well, she really doesn't want to lose her sister-in-law.

Xiaomei Liang's eyes were full of horror, she cried with her nose and a lot of tears, making Su Weiwei dumbfounded. She just combed Liang Xiaomei's hair, so how could she identify her? However, she was not indifferent to the child being kissed by her, so she patted the back seat of the car, "Come on! But there is one thing, what do I do when I go out, I must not tell others, and your brothers and sisters are not allowed to tell, you know? "

Xiaomei Liang broke her tears and smiled: "I know my sister-in-law, but I will tell you about my brother and sister secretly, and I will kiss you."

"You little clever ghost," Su Weiwei laughed and touched her head to lead her up.

Little sister Liang sticks out her tongue. If she sells her brother and sister, she can make her sister-in-law like her, she will!

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When Su Weiwei rode for several kilometers to the temple fair in the county seat, the morning market for the temple fair had just begun. At this time, the temple fair was still very important. The venues were all on the most central street in the city. In the morning, the small vendors had already set up. The stalls, the stalls are densely packed, and you can't see the head at a glance. Many people in the city go to work in the morning and take a look around here, and wait for noon to take a closer look.

Su Weiwei did not have a booth, so he could only use lime to draw a plot of land on the ground as his own position. The surrounding vendors stared at her with curious eyes. Many vendors who came to catch the temple fair came from other places and did everything. , There are food sellers, acrobatics performers, clothes sellers, hoops, but no matter what type of stalls, there must be stalls, right? You don’t have any stalls? But Su Weiwei was fine. He was alone, or rented a few small benches from the stall beside him, and planned to open it like this?

Seeing her writing and painting, the surrounding shopkeepers gathered around. Zhong Xiaotao sells clothes. She has just put her clothes on, and when she sees Su Weiwei's writing, she surrounds her, "Sister, what are you doing?"

Su Weiwei smiled, of course it was the empty glove white wolf!

In her previous life, when she ran an advertising company, the company had only three billboards, but she told her clients that she had dozens of billboards. Later, when she got the list, she planted the billboards. She relied on her empty gloves to grow bigger and bigger. , It's not just her, those pre-sales on Taobao in later generations are not all empty-glove white wolves? She has no money now, and she is very poor. The empty glove white wolf is a must! She has no guilt.

"I'm writing the slogan, no, the red cloth has already written it."

Su Weiwei hung up the red cloth and laughed: "Look! My words are okay, right?"

Zhong Xiaotao wanted to say good words, but her grandfather can write, so the words are not surprising. Su Weiwei's character is not as strange as her appearance. The men and women at the temple fair are all running for a living, but Su Weiwei wears them. Not good enough, but the skin is white and translucent, and the hands are delicate. She looks like a big lady in the city. She looks good and has a good temperament. She won't boast and can't tell, but she feels that this person is different from others. How can such a person set up a stall like them?

And there is something to sell at the stall, look at the slogan Su Weiwei hangs—

game! Write from 1 to 600, the person who writes winning can get 10 yuan! No time limit, welcome to challenge!

Zhong Xiaotao pulled her, obviously anxious, "Sister, this can't be done! It's too easy to write from 1 to 600, right? When you meet those literate students who go to school, every one writes accurately. Is it possible that you are all right? Give 10 yuan? It’s not that I said you, you have to go out at least a few hundred in a day like this. Are you stupid?"

The ringing master also persuaded: "No! Isn't this a gift for someone? Your little girl doesn't have any hardships at first sight, so don't do it!"

The aunt who sells Liangpi next door also patted her thigh: "Yes, little girl, it's not the aunt who said you, my grandson is very good at math, he can write it right away! It's really simple!"

The grandson who came to the meeting with him nodded shyly, "It's easy to get from 1 to 600, I should be able to write it, sister, 10 yuan is so expensive, you will lose money."

People these days are very enthusiastic.

Su Weiwei squinted and smiled: "Really? Then you come to challenge, I brought the paper, and you write it on this paper. If you write it right, I will give you 10 yuan. It is wrong...Everyone is a neighbor, and I will give you money. No, let your grandma give me two bowls of jelly, how about?"

The little grandson looked at the aunt, and the aunt smiled and patted the grandson on the shoulder. This jelly was made by her own, and the cost was not a lot. It was not a problem to ask Su Weiwei to eat two bowls. She agreed immediately, and the little grandson was full of confidence. Sitting down, because he was afraid of making mistakes, he wrote very seriously, starting at 1, and slowly writing, and he wrote a good word.

He was very good at math at school. The teacher praised him for his mathematics talent. He never missed a math problem. How could he be wrong with such simple counting? At the beginning, he wrote very easily, because the number in front was small and it was very simple to write. When he wrote more than one hundred, he already felt obviously anxious. Gradually, he became less and less confident. When he wrote more than two hundred, he was already It needs to be checked several times to ensure the correct rate. After writing more than 300, he started to lose his eyes, and when he wrote more than 400, he started to think about the things that were not there.

But he barely finished writing. After more than twenty minutes, he took the paper to Su Weiwei. Su Weiwei smiled and checked it, pointing to the paper and said:

"Look, there are 10 numbers missing in the middle here, and here, 457 is written as 451, there are more errors in the back, you can see for yourself!"

The little grandson was taken aback for a moment, it was impossible. Although he was lost in the middle, he checked it several times and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.

But upon inspection, Su Weiwei was right. He had many mistakes. The aunt patted her thigh and said: "It's strange! How can you do something so simple?"

There were also other people who came to challenge. Su Weiwei smiled and said: "You will have to pay for the next challenge. Pay a deposit of 1 yuan before the challenge. If you lose, I will take it. If you win, I will give you 10 yuan."

A middle-aged man with glasses came to challenge. He wiped his sleeves and said: "I have been a math teacher for my whole life. I don't believe that I can't do such simple things."

Su Weiwei smiled: "1 yuan deposit."

The man pulled out a dollar and put it on the table.

Su Weiwei smiled and gave him a piece of paper. The man was confident and took out a pen from his shirt pocket to write. The more he wrote, the more sweat he got. In the end, his hair became wet and he wiped his sweat. He stopped for a moment, "Can I take a break? ?"

"Yes, no time limit, but try not to rest too long, because I have limited seats here."

The man nodded to express his understanding. Su Weiwei is a young and beautiful woman. No man will find her unhappy. There are still several people who want to challenge and all sat down. Su Weiwei gave them papers and several people paid a dollar. It was full of pens.

After he came to challenge, more and more crowds of onlookers watched. Regardless of Su Weiwei selling nothing here, the number of people who can be surrounded is the most, even more than the people in the circle next door. The more people there are, the more people there are. When they wanted to come in, everyone thought that Su Weiwei was selling some rare items, but they came around and found out that she didn't sell anything. Look at the slogan, what? It all works! It’s not unusual to write from 1 to 600, right? Although everyone has a hard time these days, many people drop out of school at a young age, and there are many illiterate people, but counting is basic, as long as people who have gone to elementary school can write, is the threshold too low? Besides writing numbers, some kindergarten children are pretty good at it. How can anyone dare to invent this kind of game to make money?

"I'll try!"

"I don't believe in evil! Just wait to give me 10 yuan!"

"Big girl, this friend of mine is a college student. She was among the top in the county at the time. He was very focused. He will definitely be able to finish this game! Come on, Gangzi, give the girl a try. We made 10 yuan. Go back to drink and eat meat at night!"

The college student named Gangzi seems gentle and doesn’t seem to take Su Weiwei’s game in his heart. He is a cultural person. Most of the people at this temple fair are uneducated, saying that knowledge determines destiny, and it is difficult for him to be a cultural person. Can you lose to these uneducated? He didn't take this game to heart. As the top students in the county, he was very confident in his mathematics. Besides, he was not good at mathematics. He just wrote numbers. Why couldn't he write them?

Within a short time, Su Weiwei sat in front of the stall with seven or eight challenging people. These people were full of confidence at the beginning and sweated profusely at the end of writing.

At the moment, the aunt brought two bowls of jelly.

"Thank you auntie."

Seeing that Su Weiwei's mouth was sweet, the aunt smiled and handed the jelly to the two children, "I will bring you a bowl too?"

"No, I have eaten in the morning. You can give your child jelly, I am very grateful."

Why can't the aunt see that she is in a difficult situation? The stalls here all set off at three o’clock in the morning. Everyone didn’t have a good breakfast. Looking at the dress of Little Sister Liang and Tung Teng, Su Weiwei’s family is definitely not rich either. Coming here in the morning, Tung Teng and Little Sister Liang are staring at others. The family's Ma Tuan drooled, if he has money, can Su Weiwei not buy it for his children?

The aunt knew in her heart that she was also a person who was used to being poor. A man in her family died a few years ago, and it was not easy to take the child. If someone helped her, she could remember for decades, so she simply turned around A bowl was stuffed into Su Weiwei's hands, and Su Weiwei wanted to pay, she didn't want it.

"It's all made by your own home, so don't be polite with your aunt, but girl, tell your aunt, what's the secret of your game?"

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