337. A bird's-eye view from Land Rover

"Why, did you get a good score in the final exam?"

Liang Meijuan noticed that Chen Hansheng looked proud.

"I can't say it's very good, that's too arrogant, I can only say it's average and very good."

Chen Hansheng took out the test report from his bag: "Do you want me to read it or do you guys look at it yourself?"

"Virtue!"

Liang Meijuan snatched it directly and said: "82 points in world economics, 85 points in principles of management, 90 points in organizational behavior, 88 points in applied statistics, 80 points in probability theory, and 81 points in public relations."

"Did you take the exam?"

Liang Meijuan didn't believe it at all.

"Mom, your tone is a bit wrong."

Chen Hansheng seemed insulted: "It says my class and name on it. If it wasn't your son who took the exam, who else could it be?"

Liang Meijuan ignored Chen Hansheng and took it to look at it with Chen Zhaojun. The transcript clearly printed Chen Hansheng's student status.

Student ID: 020901254813

Name: Chen Hansheng

Department: Department of Humanities and Social Sciences

Class: Public Administration Class 2

However, Liang Meijuan was often fooled. She already had experience and looked back and forth: "Don't make this yourself."

"Mom, can't you trust me for once?"

Chen Hansheng pointed to the red seal on the transcript and said angrily: "See, this is the seal of the Youth League Committee of the Finance College."

"Does the Youth League Committee know?"

Chen Hansheng emphasized seriously: "It's a very powerful department with great power. The boss is Lu Gongchao, the vice president of our Finance College. This is an iron-faced and impartial management agency that will never abuse its power for personal gain."

"Really?"

Liang Meijuan was still very skeptical and looked at Chen Zhaojun: "Is the Youth League Committee of your school so powerful?"

Old Chen shook his head: "I don't even know if there is a Youth League Committee in our school."

Old Chen graduated from a junior college, while Liang Meijuan attended night school after work. Among the parents' generation, only Xiaoyuer's parents went to college formally.

But Old Chen also had a question: "Shouldn't this transcript be sent home? Why is it in your bag?"

"Sent home."

Chen Hansheng was not panicked at all: "I just got it from the mailbox downstairs. You didn't pick it up yourself, so you blame me?"

Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other. They didn't subscribe to newspapers, and they only went to check every two or three days. This was really "no evidence".

"Did you really take the exam?"

Liang Meijuan confirmed for the last time.

"If you lie, God will punish you with five thunders!"

Chen Hansheng was swearing, when suddenly there was a "boom" outside, which scared the three people in the room.

Especially Chen Hansheng, this transcript was fake from beginning to end, and even the stamp was secretly stamped. He just made such a poisonous oath and thought it was really fulfilled.

Chen Hansheng was still nervous. They were not serious, right? Then I would be in the nine-day thunder tribulation all day.

"Firecrackers."

Old Chen was the first to react. It was inevitable that someone would set off firecrackers when the New Year was approaching.

Chen Hansheng slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you all right? They are so naughty. I will scold them."

He walked to the window and shouted: "Which child is so naughty? Setting off firecrackers on the 26th, you scared my parents. Believe it or not, I will beat your butts into six pieces."

Chen Hansheng really didn't dare to say anything foul. There were old neighbors around here. They would see each other every day, so he could only vent his depression.

People like Chen Hansheng are much more ruthless outside than in their hometown.

Being ruthless outside is to gain a foothold.

There are elders and relatives everywhere in his hometown, so Chen Hansheng can only be domineering among his classmates. He is just a younger brother when walking on the street. If he meets old comrades of his grandparents' generation,

He couldn't even be a younger brother, and instantly became a grandson.

It was quiet outside for a while, and then the sound of several children laughing came. They didn't take the threat seriously, and soon the sound of "crackling" firecrackers came again.

Chen Hansheng felt itchy, and he wanted to go down and play for a while.

"Okay, I haven't seen you so filial before."

Liang Meijuan stopped Chen Hansheng and folded up the report card and put it away: "I will take it to your grandfather's house during the Spring Festival this year. He Xiaohong always said that Hansheng was just wasting his time to get into college, and now I want to show off."

He Xiaohong is the eldest aunt, and her relationship with Liang Meijuan is a bit tangled. If you trace the origin, it may have to start from more than 20 years ago when the eldest aunt married the eldest uncle and Empress Liang still lived in the grandfather's house.

Old Chen shook his head. Actually, they were all trivial matters: "You are really idle."

"People fight for a breath, and Buddha accepts a stick of incense."

Liang Meijuan crossed her arms and said angrily: "My son is better than her son."

When it comes to the small conflicts between the elders, Chen Hansheng smiled and didn't want to intervene, so as not to affect the relationship between himself and his cousin Xiaohai. He put his arm around Liang Meijuan's shoulders and changed the subject: "Mom, guess how much money I made this year?"

"How much?"

Liang Meijuan asked.

Chen Hansheng made an "8" gesture.

Liang Meijuan deliberately guessed: "800 yuan?"

"Tsk, you are just kidding me."

Chen Hansheng shook his finger: "800,000."

"Who cares."

Liang Meijuan pushed Chen Hansheng's hand away, pointed to the report card and said: "Every time you can give me this score, I feel more at ease than anything else."

"Tsk, boring."

Chen Hansheng pouted, took a shower and went to bed, thinking about buying a computer for his home in Gangcheng, otherwise the winter and summer vacations would be too boring.

After her son left, Liang Meijuan, who had just been indifferent, suddenly said: "800,000, Chen Zhaojun, the monthly salary and benefits of the two of us only add up to 4,000. How many years will it take to save without eating or drinking?"

At this time, Liang Meijuan's face was not happy, but nervous and serious.

This is the real reaction of a mother facing her son's sudden wealth. There is no happy emotion, but fear and uneasiness. She is most worried that Chen Hansheng will go astray, and she is also disappointed that her son will grow up and be out of discipline.

"I also want to discuss this with you tonight."

Chen Zhaojun took two puffs of his cigarette: "Why don't we quit one of us and go to Jianye to accompany him. After the New Year, we will see how to handle the internal retirement procedures of the unit."

"I agree."

Liang Meijuan nodded and said, "I still want to take care of my grandson."

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Chen Hansheng didn't know that his parents had this plan, but he must have firmly opposed it. If he wanted to make money in a side way, why would he need to work so hard to manage relationships and accumulate connections.

Now Chen Hansheng's funds are real and can be repeatedly verified. Next year, Rocket 101 will expand its scale. With the help of the leaders of the School of Finance, Chen Hansheng's reputation as an entrepreneurial college student will definitely spread.

Maybe it will even be published in various newspapers and media, and then become famous throughout the country.

"At that time, I didn't know if I could attract talented women from Peking University and Tsinghua University to throw themselves into my arms."

Chen Hansheng fell asleep with this dream in his mind. When he woke up the next day, his parents had gone to work. They might not have a holiday until the 29th day of the lunar year.

Today, he had an appointment to meet Xiao Rongyu. Chen Hansheng went to the tobacco and alcohol store to buy two bottles of Wuliangye. He walked downstairs of Xiao Rongyu's house and found a Land Rover with a "Su C" license plate lying there. It was obviously larger than the surrounding small cars.

The 2004 Land Rover was still rare, especially in a small city like Gangcheng.

Chen Hansheng lit a cigarette and squatted on the ground without any image to observe the difference between the 2004 Land Rover and the 2019 Land Rover.

Soon Xiaoyuer called: "Why haven't you come yet?"

Chen Hansheng flicked the ash from his cigarette: "I'm downstairs."

Hearing the "click" sound from the microphone, Xiaoyuer probably opened the window: "I see, I'll go downstairs to find you."

After Xiao Rongyu came down, he also looked at the Land Rover: "Is this car expensive?"

"Not bad."

Chen Hansheng shook his head: "I can afford it now, but it's rare."

"It's our relative who came today."

Xiao Rongyu added helplessly: "Relatives who are not related at all."

Chen Hansheng smiled: "This car is very fuel-consuming, are they here to show off?"

"More or less."

Xiaoyuer sighed: "And their stupid son."