Ya Nei of Rebirth

"I'm sorry, Brother Fang, I didn't know that Chief Cheng of the police station was your relative. I'm really sorry..."

Zhao Qiang came to apologize in the afternoon, and his tone was as polite as possible.

Originally, Liu Jun was supposed to go to school in the afternoon, but at noon, he left several radios and cassette players behind and had no time to repair them, so he simply skipped class.

When Zhao Qiang came to the door, Liu Jun was hiding in a small room and catching up on work. Hearing this, he looked out and saw that Zhao Qiang's left eye was black and blue, and the corners of his mouth were cracked. He had obviously suffered a lot.

When Cheng Xinjian ran out of the police station in a hurry at noon, he brought several joint security team members with him. In fact, most of the so-called joint security team members were thorns in the various units, who were recommended to the police station to make up for the serious lack of police force.

Many of these people are big gangsters that Zhao Qiang cannot afford to offend.

In order to sell well to Liu Jun, Cheng Xinjian couldn't be polite to Zhao Qiang. They said that he was afraid of being stunned, and that he was afraid of losing his life. This kind of little gangster who bullied good and feared evil, if he met a character more ruthless than him, he would immediately

Became the third grandson!

Hearing what Zhao Qiang said, Liu Jun was very satisfied. This shows that Cheng Xinjian is very sensible and did not reveal his true identity. It is widely spread that Director Liu's son was blackmailed by gangsters, which may not be a good thing. I don't know what kind of version will be spread.

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Fang Wenti still had lingering fears and did not dare to go too far for himself. He smiled dryly and said: "It doesn't matter, there is a misunderstanding."

Seeing Fang Wenti's attitude, Zhao Qiang breathed a long sigh of relief and put the three cigarettes and ten yuan and fifty cents on the table.

"I'm sorry, Brother Fang, we smoked two packs of cigarettes, and the rest are here. I hope you will ignore the faults of others."

The money was also returned. Wasn’t the cigarette money earned in vain?

Fang Wenti was surprised and happy, and became greedy. He stretched out his hand and prepared to put both the cigarette and the money into his bag.

Liu Jun coughed.

Fang Wenti trembled all over, hurriedly retracted his hand, only picked up the money, and said with a smile: "Brother Qiang, I took the money, but you should take the cigarettes back and smoke them yourself."

"That won't work, that won't work. I was ignorant and bumped into Brother Fang. These packs of cigarettes are just my apology to Brother Fang."

"It's just a misunderstanding. Brother Qiang is too polite..." Fang Wenti looked at Liu Jun carefully, and finally couldn't help it. He picked up the torn open strip of the front door and said, "Since Brother Qiang is so polite, what about these bags?"

I will accept the smoke as soon as it is gone."

Zhao Qiang's face showed joy. He had already made mental preparations for "heavy bleeding", and now Fang Wenti only gave him a few packs of loose cigarettes, which was an unexpected surprise.

Liu Jun snorted, walked out of the room, snatched a few packs of cigarettes from Fang Wenti's hand, and stuffed them into Zhao Qiang's hand along with the two complete ones, and said coldly: "Zhao Qiang, take the cigarettes.

Just buy it and smoke it yourself. Don’t hang around here in the future.”

Zhao Qiang was startled, quickly put away his cigarette, nodded and bowed, and left with a smile.

"Fang Wenti, I'm warning you, if you continue to be so greedy for money, I'll walk away and pretend we've never met."

Fang Wenti was shocked when he saw Liu Jun's serious expression. He quickly smiled and said, "Smoking two packs of cigarettes is not that serious, right?"

"You know nothing!"

Liu Jun scolded unceremoniously.

"If you take advantage of these street gangsters, they will cling to you like a dog-skin plaster and they won't be able to shake you off. You are not afraid of causing trouble for Zhang Mulin, but I am worried that my father will not let me go.

I saw that you were lame in one leg and it was difficult for you to live, so I wanted to help you. If you want to use my name to become a gangster, you have made the wrong decision."

"This, this, Xiaojun..."

Fang Wenti had never seen Liu Jun speak so harshly, and he immediately panicked.

"Listen to me, I can tell people how to deal with Zhao Qiang, and I can also deal with you. You'd better do business honestly and don't think wrongly."

Fang Wenti trembled all over, knowing that Liu Jun's words were not a joke, he nodded hurriedly, looking at Liu Jun's eyes full of awe, how could he still have the slightest contempt for children?

Liu Jun actually had no intention of showing off in front of Fang Wenti. This "Yamen" who even found it funny to himself would not be so shameless and put on airs in front of the disabled. It was just that Liu Jun thought that he might have something to rely on in the future.

Fang Wenti came forward on his behalf. After all, he was an adult and he was a child. It was more convenient for him to come forward than to do it himself. Then he had to be beaten hard to prevent him from being confused about the situation and randomly using the Liu family's signboard, which would have an impact on Liu Jincai, who had just taken over.

It would be very bad.

Compared with Liu Jun's previous life, Fang Wenti is more grassroots and weak. He is afraid of any power (including the gangster A Fei). Liu Jun's threatening words can obviously have a restrictive effect.

"I have an idea."

Liu Jun motioned for him to sit down, and then said slowly.

Fang Wenti sat opposite Liu Jun and looked up at him.

"You put up a sign and go out to recycle old electrical appliances."

"What's it for?"

"It can be used for dismantling parts. Many old electrical appliances have no repair value, but if you dismantle the parts, they can still be used. It is also cost-effective for others, and it is better than selling scrap products."

In fact, many old electrical appliances such as radios and cassette players may not be collected by waste recycling companies.

Fang Wenti was smart and immediately understood what Liu Jun meant. He slapped his thigh and shouted, "This is a good idea. Go to the hardware company to buy things like electronic tubes. They are too expensive and sometimes they are out of stock."

"That's right."

Liu Jun smiled and nodded.

"If appropriate, we can also assemble some electrical appliances ourselves and sell them as second-hand goods."

"Sell?"

Fang Wenti's brain water was not enough again.

"Why, you want to keep this small repair shop your whole life? It's really hopeless."

"But, the one who broke the law, Xiaojun..."

Fang Wenti simply didn't know where Liu Jun, a little child, could have so many strange thoughts in his mind.

"I know whether it's illegal or not, so you don't have to worry about it. I'm just asking you, do you want to make more money?"

"I think so, of course I do."

1978 belonged to the voucher era, where many things were supplied by voucher, and the magic power of money was far less prosperous than in later generations. Status was mainly reflected in such things as whether one had a job, and whether the workplace was good or bad. Only Fang Wenti

Only such unemployed people are obsessed with money.

Apart from making more money, he has no other way to get ahead.

Seeing that Liu Jun was speaking firmly, he forgot about whether it was illegal or not. He was not a person with a strong sense of the law to begin with, he was just afraid that if things got messed up, he would be caught and put in jail.

"You heard me right. Recycle the old electrical appliances and leave the price negotiation to you. I will do the repairs and assembly."

Liu Jun patted him on the shoulder, stood up and went into the inner room. There were several machines waiting to be repaired.

I came up with this idea today just to give it a try. As far as Liu Jun knows, before the promulgation of the "Company Law", the private economy existed in the form of self-employed individuals for a long time. There were some loopholes that could be exploited when doing business, but there was basically no chance of doing business.

The scale of operation and the number of employees are strictly limited. To grow bigger, it must be a public-private partnership, that is, it must be affiliated with the government and become a collective enterprise wearing a "red hat".

However, wearing a red hat is also full of dangers. The most important thing is that the subject becomes collectively owned. Once the government turns its back, there is a danger of being stripped naked.

In 1978, it was still an era of complete planned economy, and even self-employment was an illegal existence. Liu Jun did not reject collective enterprises at all. If conditions permitted, he was confident enough to turn Liujiashan Brigade and even

Turn the entire Hongqi Commune into the richest village in Province N within the next ten years, competing with one of the most famous villages and towns in the north for the title of "No. 1 in the World".

However, for Liu Jun, the real restriction comes from his age. It is impossible for anyone to let a nine-year-old child lead a collective enterprise of a brigade. Therefore, at this stage, he can only play small and joking, which is better than nothing.

That’s all.

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"Xiaojun, where did you go this afternoon? Teacher Xie is asking."

When she got home, Liu Yan asked Liu Jun.

Oops, I skipped class in the afternoon and was targeted by Teacher Xie. Fortunately, telephones were not yet widely available, otherwise the complaint call would have been made to Liu Jincai’s office.

"Just say I'm sick. I have a cold and a fever. I need to take a day off tomorrow."

"That won't work, I can't help you lie."

Liu Yan flatly refused. In her opinion, lying to the teacher was a huge mistake. Liu Yan is eleven years old and is completely a child. Whether it is to move her with affection or to induce her to gain profit, asking her to lie for her will be a big mistake.

Not suitable.

"Forget it, I'll go talk to her myself tomorrow. Where is dad?"

"Dad went to the countryside. I don't know if he will come back today."

"Um."

Liu Jun nodded. It seemed that he had to solve his own problem. It would be unrealistic for his father, as the deputy director of the County Revolutionary Committee, to take the initiative to discuss with the teacher about allowing his son to skip classes. Unless he still made up his mind.

On Mr. Zhou’s head.

Soon Ruan Bixiu came back without any strange behavior. It seemed that she had no idea what happened today.

Liu Jun saw that the third sister endured it again and again, but finally did not tell her mother about skipping classes. He couldn't help but secretly make a face at her. Liu Yan snorted softly and flattened her mouth.

Early the next morning, Teacher Xie made a special trip to wait for Liu Jun at the door of the classroom.

"Liu Jun, why didn't you come to class yesterday afternoon?"

Teacher Xie's face looked good. After all, Liu Jun only skipped class once, so the situation was not serious.

"I went to see Mr. Zhou yesterday afternoon."

I originally said that I should deal with the cold and fever, but then I thought about it. Teacher Xie had already asked the third sister yesterday. If she really discovered a cold and fever while eating lunch at home, there is no reason for the third sister not to know.

You have to be very good at lying.

"Who is Mr. Zhou?"

"My former teacher from the Liujiashan brigade came to the street."

Teacher Xie nodded, his face softened a little, and said: "Don't skip classes casually in the future. The final exam is coming soon. If you do poorly in the exam, it will have bad consequences."

Liu Jun couldn't help but smile bitterly. He probably never looked up from the blackboard during class, and Teacher Xie decided that his background was too poor.

If this doesn't work, we really need to find a way.

The first class was a Chinese class. Teacher Xie was writing new characters on the stage. Liu Jun openly placed "Guwen Guanzhi" on top of the second-grade Chinese textbook, shaking his head and making some noises.

Teacher Xie couldn't bear it anymore, walked to Liu Jun and knocked on the table.

"Liu Jun, what are you doing?"

"Read a book."

Liu Jun stood up and answered.

"If you don't listen well in class, what extracurricular books should you read?"

"Look at "Gu Wen Guan Zhi"."

"What?"

Teacher Xie never imagined that "Guwen Guanzhi" would be spoken by a second-grade primary school student. He picked up the book Liu Jun placed on the table with some suspicion and looked at it. If it wasn't "Guwen Guanzhi", what was it?

"You...understand?"

"Understandable."

Liu Jun did not hesitate at all.

Teacher Xie obviously didn't believe it: "Okay, you read this "Chen Qing Sheo" to me."

"My secret words: I provoked you with danger, and you were killed by Min. It was six months after the birth of the child, and your loving father betrayed you; when you were four years old, your uncle took away your mother's will..."

Liu Jun opened his mouth and didn't even glance at the book.

Li Mi's "Chen Qing Biao" is Mr. Zhou's favorite, and he forced Liu Jun to memorize it early in the morning. With Liu Jun's intelligence and wisdom, Mr. Zhou actually explained it for an entire class, which shows his love for this article.

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"... I am 40 years old this year, and my grandmother is 90 years old this year. It is a long time for me to devote myself to Your Majesty, but a short time to repay Liu's support. I am a private person, and I am willing to beg for support for the rest of my life. My hard work,

People who are not the only people in Shu and the shepherds of the two states know clearly what they have seen, and the emperor and empress have learned from it. May your majesty be compassionate to the foolish and sincere, and listen to the ministers' small aspirations. I am lucky enough to be able to survive for a few more years. I will be killed when I am alive, and I will be married when I die.

Cao. I can't bear the fear of dogs and horses, so I would like to pay my respects and listen to it..."

Liu Junshang's childish and clear voice echoed in the classroom, and Teacher Xie was stunned.

"You...translate for me..."

Teacher Xie refused to be convinced. Some children as young as three or four could memorize many Tang poems. It was not surprising that they could memorize "Chen Qing Biao". But if it was to be translated into vernacular, it would not be a simple matter of good memory.

"Chen Li Mi made a statement: Because of my bad luck, I encountered misfortune when I was a child. Unfortunately, my loving father passed away just six months after I was born. Four years later, my uncle forced my mother to remarry. My grandma Liu took pity on me.

My father was sick and thin, so he personally raised me..."

Teacher Xie was finally defeated.

Translating "Chen Qing Biao" so fluently without reading the original text is something that even she, a teacher who graduated from a normal school and has taught Chinese for more than ten years, is unable to do.

She looked at Liu Jun, then at the other students in the classroom who were confused, took a deep breath, and said: "Liu Jun, follow me. Other students, copy the new words ten times..."

Liu Jun almost laughed out loud. Every time he heard how many times he copied new words, Liu Jun couldn't help but laugh.

Teacher Xie's office and bedroom are right next to the classroom. This is the standard building model of the old school.

"Liu Jun, how many articles have you studied in "Gu Wen Guan Zhi"?"

"All of them...I haven't counted how many articles there are in total."

Liu Jun scratched his head, a little unsure.

"All?" Teacher Xie was shocked again: "Can you memorize every article and translate it?"

"I can't memorize it at the plenary meeting, but I can translate it."

Liu Jun maintained a humble tone. After all, she was his teacher, and she was a teacher he always respected. She was very good to him in his previous life.

"Then, who taught you, your father?"

Teacher Xie has always admired Liu Jincai's ability.

"No, it's Mr. Zhou."

"Which Mr. Zhou? Oh, by the way, he is your teacher at Liujiashan..."

"Actually, he is not a teacher from Liujiashan. He is a teacher from Director Yan Yucheng of the County Revolutionary Committee. He was previously a professor at the Provincial Party School."

I heard that Director Yan was involved in this matter, and Teacher Xie’s head is not as big as usual.

"Teacher Xie, this is what happened..."

Liu Jun felt that there was no need to talk in circles, so he told her exactly what happened. Hearing that Liu Jun actually learned English and Russian, and could also repair electrical appliances, Teacher Xie had to interrupt him twice to stop and calm down his thoughts.

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Seeing her expression of surprise getting more and more serious, Liu Junzhi wondered if she thought she had accepted a monster student.

"...It turns out that a professor is a professor after all, he is capable..."

Wow, after waiting for a long time, it turned out that the "prodigy" was Mr. Zhou.

"Does your father know all these things?"

"I know, I learned the principles of electrical engineering from him."

"Then why did he let you come to school...for second grade..."

Teacher Xie was puzzled and shook his head.

"I don't understand either. He probably thinks that since I'm a child, I should go to school. In fact... it's really a waste of time."

"That's true. I think you can go directly to junior high school."

Liu Jun couldn't help but feel happy, Teacher Xie was indeed an honest person.

"This is not good, it is too appalling. How about, Teacher Xie, let me make a request to you, do you think it's okay?"

"Say it."

"My dad probably doesn't want me to go too far. As for me, I will keep my student status in Minzhu Primary School. I will come to class when I have time. I will definitely take the exam and I promise to do well... Well, I'll be in the top three. You see

How about it?"

"Top three?"

Teacher Xie smiled and was quite impressed by my low profile.

"It's just other classmates..."

"They are just kids, there won't be any problems."

"Aren't you a child yourself?"

Teacher Xie glanced at him and shook his head. It was true that he was a child, but such children were probably rare.

"Okay, as long as you promise to get first place in every exam, I will agree. But..."

Liu Jun was overjoyed at first, but couldn't help but become nervous when he heard this "but". Why did Teacher Xie sound like a leading comrade when he spoke? Do you like a "but"?

"I need to talk to your dad and get his opinion."

"No problem, no problem, it should be."

Liu Jun took a long breath.

As long as the school has no problem, dad will have no problem.