Those Years When I Was Forced to Top the Forbes List

Is Chapter 11 actually from Chongqing?

Passion!

The morning sun shone brightly, bringing a rare good day in November. The soldier, clutching his small vocabulary notebook, entered the school.

The first day of his rebirth was extraordinary from morning till night, making him look forward to the days to come.

"Change!"

"Hallway!"

"Classmate, classmate!"

"Classroom, classroom!"

Wherever he goes, he reads from his vocabulary notebook; it's safe to say that this soldier doesn't have many vocabulary blind spots.

The only cultural legacy Chen Xuebing left behind from his previous life was English.

His ex-wife was an English teacher, eight years younger than him, and deeply rooted in the American Dream. Chen Xuebing had promised her that he would go abroad and have a Chinese-American child once he had earned enough money. He even took classes and studied for a while to prepare for this.

The skill level is average.

Later, Chen Xuebing traveled abroad several times and found that he couldn't live abroad. The country's environment was getting better and better, so he didn't want to leave. Of course, he hadn't earned enough money yet.

With the prospect of having children seemingly out of reach, and his ex-wife realizing that Chen Xuebing was getting closer and closer to becoming insolvent, she decisively took some of the remaining assets and ran away.

At this moment, Chen Xuebing only wants to express his gratitude for the experience.

"Idiot, Silly B!"

As soon as Chen Xuebing entered the classroom, when Gou Hongyi greeted him, he began identifying objects and reading words again.

"Holy crap, Lu Yiwen! This soldier has gone mad! He... he's memorizing English!" Gou Hongyi shouted.

Chen Xuebing greatly admires Gou Hongyi's foolish mentality in this day and age.

So you completely ignore the first two words?
My anger towards Gou Hongyi has mostly subsided. Oh well, I'll try to be more peaceful from now on.

Lu Yiwen chimed in, "Brother, you're really studying! You didn't even come to the internet cafe last night, and you were even memorizing vocabulary!"

What is the knowledge that these guys lack the most?
Ingrid wash!
Other humanities subjects, at least, are Chinese, which we've used since childhood; anyone can memorize a few sentences by rote.

Can English be the same?

The few English phrases they could speak were just a few sentences of conversation that started with "how do you do" or "what's your name".

The students who watched Chen Xuebing recite words all the way down the corridor couldn't help but come in to watch.

The Little Tyrant learning machine suddenly started running the Windows system, and it was running very smoothly, which shocked anyone who saw it.

Chen Xuebing was in a great mood. He had thought that he would only be able to pass English in the college entrance examination, but after staying up all night to review all the books and papers, he was able to understand everything except math!
It's good enough that you can even take a look!

math…

When the college entrance examination venues were being set up, he even went with a tour group to take a look and see which schools were located around there.

I remember a cousin's son who looked a bit like me, and he even got into university...

Are there professional cheating organizations these days?

Chen Xuebing became increasingly agitated as he thought about it.

"Brother Bing, Wu Erwa got into a fight with a bunch of guys from Yangjiaping Middle School last night. He called me all night and called again this morning. You don't agree to the fight, so I didn't answer. Wu Erwa used to stand up for us... Is it wrong not to go?"

Lu Yiwen leaned closer, his expression somewhat conflicted.

He was the only one in the group who had a cell phone, a PHS phone.

"You're too much of a thug! I told you to study, what have you been studying? You're still thinking about fighting! That's illegal! You'll end up as a convict, what future do you have?"

As Chen Xuebing spoke, he recalled his earlier thought and coughed lightly:
"Even if you have to break the law, you should break it in the right way!"

Lu Yiwen: (°_°)
"Brother... you've already broken the law, how could you possibly commit a crime on the right track?"

Chen Xuebing smiled, patted Lu Yiwen on the shoulder, and continued memorizing vocabulary.

"university!"

"University!"

……

The hardships of his senior year of high school exceeded Chen Xuebing's expectations.

Even with a beautiful female friend, studying is still incredibly boring.

Studying on your own is fine, but the main problem is having to attend classes.

One class after another, and Mr. Sun, the math teacher, liked to take up class time. Chen Xuebing, who sat in the second row, had to put on the same spirit he used to have when he went to the government roundtable meeting before each math class. He would listen and nod slightly along with everyone else, while his mind wandered to the heavens.

This piqued Teacher Sun's interest, and when asking questions, she tentatively called on him once. As a result, Chen Xuebing stood up, hesitated for a long time, frowned, and delayed everyone for more than ten seconds. His face turned blue, and he finally managed to say "I don't know."

Actually, he was waiting for Yang Qingyue, who was standing next to him, to secretly tell him the answer.

Yang Qingyue didn't tell him her thoughts at all, and covered her mouth, laughing heartily.

Enraged, Chen Xuebing poked Yang Qingyue's waist after class, making her giggle and gasp for breath, trying to dodge. The surrounding classmates looked on with envy, and Zhao Li, who was standing by the wall, lay on his desk and cried loudly.

Yang Qingyue has a very flexible waist.

Teacher Sun didn't do anything to spoil Chen Xuebing's mood again.

Chen Xuebing gradually integrated into his student life.

...

The day I was reborn was a Monday, and today is Sunday.

No classes.

2004, April 11.

This morning's news: The Ministry of Finance, the People's Bank of China, and the China Banking Regulatory Commission jointly issued the "Opinions on the Acquisition of Personal Claims and Securities Transaction Settlement Funds from Clients," which standardizes the principles for handling personal bonds and signifies a guarantee of the continuity and stability of the securities market.

In May of this year, the Qinshan Nuclear Power Plant Phase II, the first domestically produced large-scale commercial nuclear power plant, was put into operation, giving the country its own large-scale nuclear power plant.

In June, the Qinghai-Tibet Railway officially entered the snow-covered areas, finally bringing a railway to these regions. In July, bidding was held for 140 high-speed train sets with a speed of 200 km/h. The Ministry of Railways defeated three competitors with a double-pronged approach, with Kawasaki Heavy Industries, Bombardier, and Alstom winning the bids by transferring their technologies. Siemens hesitated and lost, resulting in a textbook example of successful business negotiation.

By the end of the year, the West-East Gas Pipeline, a key project in the Western Development Strategy, will be fully operational, transporting clean natural gas from Xinjiang to ten provinces and municipalities along the route from Gansu to Zhejiang.

None of the above has anything to do with Chen Xuebing.

However, Chen Xuebing has already started paying attention to the news.

Despite his busy school life, Zhou Tian still had no desire to sleep in. He got up early and searched through newspapers, looking for opportunities.

The more I look at it, the more I realize that time is of the essence.

"Chen Xuejin! Bring all your newspapers here!"

Chen Xuejin's application to change her household registration name has been submitted, and the procedures will be completed in just over ten days. Her younger brother should like the name quite a bit. The edge of the newspaper in Chen Xuebing's hand is covered with the character "Jin" written in pencil, and he is actually getting better and better at it.

These newspapers were all collected by her younger brother. Chen Xuejin didn't go to kindergarten or preschool, and she was good at finding things to do at home. She liked reading newspapers and watching TV.

I used to read Chen Xuebing's childhood textbooks, but I stopped reading them later.

"That's all! I've given you them all, that's all I have!"

Chen Xuejin came out of her mother's room with a long face, feeling frustrated that her brother had read through all the newspapers she had saved in one morning.

This suggests that his supposedly impressive "knowledge reserves" may not actually be that extensive.

Smart kids have strong logic and can always spot problems in the details. The smartest ones can also quickly draw conclusions from the problems.

Fortunately, Chen Xuebing wasn't stupid. He patted his head and said, "When we have money, I'll buy you a computer. There's so much stuff online, enough for you to watch. And there are also the big airplanes and tanks you like."

Chen Xuejin was happy for only a second before her face fell again: "When will that be? Computers are incredibly expensive."

"My dear son, if you really like it, I'll buy it for you when you get into the abacus class!" Yu Chunyan came out of her room and, seeing how much her youngest son loved learning, immediately said with great enthusiasm.

Chen Xuejin then smiled and held up her little finger: "You keep your word!"

Yu Chunyan happily made a pinky promise with Chen Xuejin: "Mom will go and earn money for you right now!"

Chen Xuebing couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Mom is good at making empty promises. She knew exactly how much compensation her husband received from his workplace when he passed away, and she's run a small shop for so many years. She doesn't believe that Mom can't afford a computer now.

"Mom, don't enroll him in that abacus class anymore. The abacus is obsolete, what's the point of him learning it? It's misleading him."

"You don't know anything! The abacus class is the elite class! It's just that they don't allow 'A-class' or 'advanced class' anymore, so they just changed the name! You couldn't pass the exams when you were a kid, so you won't let your younger brother take them?"

"... "

"What have you been looking for all morning, rummaging through things?"

"It's okay, Mom. Just give me the ten thousand yuan. I need to go out in a bit."

Yu Chunyan was taken aback: "You want it now?"

Chen Xuebing pondered for a moment and said, "Hmm... I don't want to ask you for money anymore. Just give it to me first. I made plans with two classmates this afternoon to do some homework together at a bubble tea shop. They even tutored me... I can't expect girls to pay for this."

In the past, Yu Chunyan had never been lenient with Chen Xuebing's discipline, so he wouldn't dare to openly say that he wanted to go out with girls. However, this week, Chen Xuebing deliberately took the initiative to discuss some family issues with his mother, such as the supply channels for opening a store, Chen Xuejin's education, and his own plans, showing at all times that "he has grown up." Yu Chunyan seemed to have adapted to Chen Xuebing's changes.

Yu Chunyan wasn't born knowing how to be a mother. When her first child turned eighteen, she felt a mix of anticipation and uncertainty about whether she should restrict Chen Xuebing when she heard about girls.

High school students should be regulated.

But my son is an adult now and will be graduating soon…

"Two girls? Are you... in a relationship?" Yu Chunyan asked tentatively.

Chen Xuebing understood perfectly well. In his previous life, his mother's attitude changed drastically as soon as he graduated. She started chasing after him to find girlfriends, and every time there was the slightest hint of trouble, she would act like a detective, pressuring him to get married after he started dating someone. Before marrying his ex-wife, every girlfriend he dated for only a few months would be brought home by his mother for a talk.

My mother has given away four pure gold rings in total, each of which she said were family heirlooms and could only be given to her chosen daughter-in-law.

Throwing meat buns at a dog.

It's not very meaty, weighing less than 20 grams.

However, the purification process for pure gold only became widely used in the 90s. It's a family heirloom... I don't know how my mother dared to say that.

"Mom, don't worry. That girl is very pretty, has good grades, is well-behaved, and is focused on getting into university. She won't date, and I definitely won't date early either."

Chen Xuebing, caught up in his mischievousness, teased his mother.

Yu Chunyan's eyes lit up when she heard the offer, but she hesitated to speak.

"So...they're from Chongqing, right?"

When they checked his household registration, Chen Xuebing was truly stumped.

Yang Qingyue grew up in Chongqing, but Xin Mengzhen did not.

For some reason, there was a slightly ambiguous atmosphere between Yang Qingyue and him this week.

Of course, this old man could feel it, and he enjoyed it.

Every night when she got home, Xin Mengzhen would occasionally banter with him, and they started to act like old acquaintances.

Who do you like?
He knew in his heart that, given the relationship between them, he could only choose one of them, with a better chance for one and a slim chance for the other.

Hey, that seems a bit too confident. Yang Qingyue is also going to Hong Kong. By then, she'll be living a life of luxury, and it's hard to say whether she'll even be interested in him.

Let's talk about it later, and not let the problem bother us.

“She’s studying in Chongqing and will be going to Hong Kong later, so don’t overthink it.” Chen Xuebing stood up with a smile, patted his mother’s shoulder, and joked, “But don’t worry, Mom, I’ll definitely find someone gentler than you.”

The atmosphere solidified.

"Chen Xuebing! You're saying I'm not gentle?"

Chen Xuebing burst out the door, followed closely by Yu Chunyan's roar: "I'll count to three! Come back!"

"The money! Do you want it or not?"

Chen Xuebing froze.

Oh crap, I miscalculated.

(Adding to yesterday's update; stable updates will begin today)
(End of this chapter)