Super Tycoon

Zhang Yang didn't know how much his father listened to what he said. But it doesn't matter, he will go to Bingcheng to study high school in the second half of the year, and he can arrange for someone to settle the company's accounts.

While Dad was not paying attention, he ran to the production workshop to have a look. It seemed that no one was lazy.

In Zhang Yang's opinion, there are still many loopholes in the management system formulated by my father, but if my father catches one, no one dares to take advantage of it. That is, Dad pays them wages, and how much everyone earns must be agreed by Dad.

How many people want to work in the electronics factory now, and even some employees of other factories want to find connections to transfer to the electronics factory.

What Miao Hejie said at the beginning was so nice, that he would never send people to the electronics factory, and now he asked Zhang Yang's father to discuss it, but unfortunately, his father forced him back.

If you want to come to the electronics factory, you can only be seconded at most, and the salary is the same as that of those contract workers. After the probationary period, the salary will be raised depending on the ability to work.

This time, those who wanted to transfer over did not come. They want to work in the electronics factory because they want to make more money, and the wages have been reduced after being transferred, so that's why idiots came here.

Ever since they knew that Zhang Weiguang was working for Lao Maozi's big boss, and he had become extra tough, no one made fun of himself anymore.

Zhang Yang also put aside the matter of the factory for the time being. With his father around, nothing will happen.

Time flies, and soon it will be time for the high school entrance examination. This time, nothing happened to Ye Jia's family. The man named Wu Mazi had already been arrested.

It was when he was gambling, he was reported by someone, and then a few police officers with "smart eyes like torches" interrogated several old cases.

During the exam, the weather was very hot, and the students no longer had to wear school uniforms, but how comfortable they were. Many of them wore vests, shorts, slippers, and a bottle of cold water.

There were two cans of iced Jianlibao in Zhang Yang's bag. After arriving at the examination room, he handed one can to Ye Jia.

According to the test order of the pinyin alphabet, they happened to be in the same test room, and they were side by side.

"I don't want it, it's too expensive." At this time, Jianlibao sold for two yuan a can, and the average family would definitely not want to drink it, and the cream ice cream was only 30 cents a piece.

"Hold it, it's iced. It's so hot today, what if you suffer from heatstroke and your test scores will be affected? I still have a can here, so hurry up and stop talking. The teacher from the neighboring county is here to invigilate the exam, so be strict."

An unsmiling female teacher in her forties stepped onto the podium, holding a sealed test paper in a portfolio. Another teacher followed behind with a bottle of blue fountain pen in his hand, a pencil sharpener and a roll of toilet paper.

"Everyone put all the things that have nothing to do with the exam next to the podium, and I will reiterate the exam discipline. When the preparatory bell rings later, I will distribute the papers to everyone. Please take a look, and the seals are intact..."

From the moment the invigilator said about the discipline of the exam, the tense atmosphere began to spread. Zhang Yang took a glance. In this examination room, there are people like Ye Jia who are full of confidence and have an indifferent attitude. "One answer.

Zhang Yang opened the old-fashioned iron pencil case, and when the papers were handed out, he turned to the end. As expected, the composition question was still the same, and he remembered it correctly.

Just after the first subject of Chinese, there were many students checking the questions on the sidelines. Zhang Yang didn't know what those people were thinking. If you do well in the exam, what does it have to do with the next few subjects? If you don't do well in the exam, your mood will be affected again. Can you perform well in the future?

There are also some students who took out their math textbooks from their schoolbags and fell in love with them. I have heard of cramming in history and geography, but is it useful to cram in mathematics? Wouldn't it still be kicked out of the examination room after a while?

"How did you do in the exam?" Ye Jia asked while packing her things.

"It's okay, it's a super performance.

"It's time for the senior high school entrance examination. Zhang Yang must hope to get the best grades. As for the reason why the grades are much better than usual, what year does the exam have no students who perform exceptionally well?

Those who take the test will know, and those who are deceived will be right.

"Thank you for Jianlibao. I was really thirsty during the exam." Ye Jia shook the empty jar. This was the first time she drank Jianlibao. She couldn't hold back and drank it all up.

"Go back at noon and have a good rest. You should strive for full marks in mathematics in the afternoon." Zhang Yang encouraged.

"What about you? You don't seem to be particularly good at math, are you sure about 100%?"

"I don't know, let's try it, what if it performs supernormally again?"

When I went home at noon, my dad didn't ask anything, just reminded him to play normally in the afternoon. As for my mother, she drew lots to invigilate the exam in another county in the city, and left yesterday.

"Dad, why don't I eat outside at noon tomorrow, I feel that the food you made is more likely to give me diarrhea than the food outside."

Zhang Yang put down his chopsticks after taking a few mouthfuls, not as good as his craftsmanship.

"Nonsense, I promise these are clean, don't be so picky, don't you think I also eat this?" Zhang Weiguang swallowed a piece of mushy potato with difficulty.

Zhang Yang walked into the kitchen, opened the newly purchased refrigerator, and took out eggs and tomatoes from it. Within five minutes, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes came out of the pan.

"You know how to cook? When did you learn it?" Zhang Weiguang took a sip and didn't eat his fried potato chips anymore.

"I often watch my mother do it, so I will naturally."

"That's fine. When you come back at night, you can also cook for yourself. Can you cook braised fish?"

Zhang Yang: "..."

Dad, did you forget that your son is taking the high school entrance exam today? Let me cook, why do you still order?

During the exam in the afternoon, Zhang Yang frowned at the last big question. This question looked familiar, but how should he solve it?

Zhang Yang scratched his head and scratched his head, not knowing what to do. He turned his head by chance and saw Ye Jia flipping through the paper beside him, and he was turning very slowly, with his fingers just pointing at the last big question.

This... Ye Jia is helping me cheat?

Everyone has never seen Ye Jia cheating, let alone asked others to copy it. Zhang Yang didn't think too much about it. Using his 5.2 eyesight, he quickly scanned a formula, and suddenly realized it and began to write quickly on his draft paper.

After handing in the paper, Zhang Yang looked confident, with a perfect score of 120, and this time he felt that he could pass 111 in the exam.

"thanks."

Ye Jia made a blank expression: "Thank me for what?"

That way, it was as if she didn't deliberately lift up the test paper at all, didn't mean to point the last big question at Zhang Yang, and didn't mean to point at the last big question with her finger.

All by chance, she did nothing.

Zhang Yang smiled: "It's nothing, keep working hard tomorrow."

"Well, come on." Ye Jia lowered her head, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth.