Back to 1993: The family splits up at the start, and the ingrates regret it so much they cry.

Donations are something like that.

Wang Peng never gets a cold.

If you can't even manage your own life, where would you find spare money to donate?

The key issue is that students in schools lack the ability to create wealth.

What's the point of donating money if they're using their parents' money?

Wang Peng shook his head. "Chairman Zhou, you can go out and find entrepreneurs to donate money."

“They have the financial means to donate, the kindness to care for students, and they donate a lot,” Wang Peng added.

Zhou Xiayu's eyes darkened; he had already understood what Wang Peng meant.

"Wang, you are the top student in your first year of high school, a legendary figure, so you should take the lead..."

"Are you kidding me? I'm just an ordinary student. What the hell are top scorers and legends?"

Wang Peng interrupted him, laughing, "I want to split every penny in half; I really don't have the ability to donate."

This is a direct rejection.

The atmosphere became awkward as the five student council members focused their attention on him.

“Classmate, President Zhou personally asked you to donate, he’s really giving you a lot of face,” said the tallest boy.

His name is Wu Dali, and he is the vice president of the student union.

He was over 1.8 meters tall, with a square face, big eyes, and a little taller than Wang Peng.

"Thank you all for giving me, Wang Peng, face. May I ask what events are included in this sports meet?" Wang Peng asked.

"Oh? You want to get involved too?" Zhou Xiaoyu became interested.

In his view, the sports meet is a stage for underachieving students to show off, while top students are mostly not interested, as their interest lies in studying.

If Wang Peng can get involved, it will definitely have a positive impact.

"Currently, we have the 400-meter relay, 100-meter sprint, shot put, javelin throw, 1000-meter long-distance run, and basketball," he said.

"I'm signing up for the 100-meter sprint," Wang Peng said.

"Okay, thank you for your support." Zhou Xiaoyu shook his hand and smiled. "I hope you achieve good results."

"Thank you," Wang Peng said. "Zhou, is there anything else?"

"There's one more little thing," Zhou Dongyu said. "Every student who signs up for the sports meet will receive a participation prize."

"For this participation prize, the students think a ballpoint pen and a bag of pen refills would be most suitable."

"I plan to make purchases from you."

At this point, he held up two fingers, "First, I hope you can give us a special price. Second, the participation prize is a secret; currently only the six of us know about it, and the five of us definitely won't reveal it."

“I don’t know either,” Wang Peng said. “President Zhou, I’m not stupid.”

If this news gets out, I'm sure many slackers will sign up in order to get the reward.

If too many students sign up, the student union will definitely cancel the participation prize, and Wang Peng will lose this business.

"Haha, it's so comfortable talking to smart people," Zhou Xiaoyu laughed. "That's all, you can go back to class now."

Wang Peng nodded, turned around and walked down from the rooftop back to Class 1.

His classmates were all looking at him, which made him feel a little awkward.

"Brother Peng, they didn't give you any trouble, did they?" Du Lei asked hurriedly.

The classroom suddenly fell silent, and Li Mengjiao also pricked up her ears, as if everyone wanted to know what had happened.

Wang Peng said, "The school is preparing to hold a winter sports meet, and the student union wanted me to donate money, but I refused."

"Donations? Humph!" Du Lei sneered. "These brats are always eyeing the students' pocket money."

Wang Peng smiled slightly, "You can't just say things like that, haha."

When the students heard it was a donation, they lost interest and started reading and doing their homework.

"I signed up for the 100-meter race, Lei-ge, do you want to join me?" Wang Peng asked with a smile.

"Really?" Du Lei laughed. "Since you're participating, I definitely have to participate too. I'm going to beat you."

"What's the point of beating me? You're going to win the championship."

Wang Peng leaned closer to Li Mengjiao and whispered, "Do you want to participate?"

Li Mengjiao opened Wang Peng's math Olympiad workbook and turned to page 50.

"There were ten questions in total, and you only got two wrong, which shows that you have a talent for mathematics."

"I did it once just now, and I got two questions wrong too."

"We got the questions wrong in different ways, do you want to share them with each other?"

Li Mengjiao didn't mention the Winter Games at all, clearly indicating that she didn't want to participate.

"Sure, let's help each other out," Wang Peng said with a smile. "You mean, I can also participate in the Mathematical Olympiad?"

Li Mengjiao nodded and began to explain the questions Wang Peng got wrong and the two big questions she got right.

Ten minutes later, Wang Peng explained the questions she got wrong to her again.

In the afternoon, the school bell rang.

Wang Peng and Li Mengjiao went home for dinner together.

We arrived at the Li family's door.

"Xiao Peng, the Guanghua convenience store across the railway just called and asked you to deliver one hundred pens and two hundred packs of pen refills to them," Li Longfei said.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Wang Peng nodded.

"No rush, I've already chosen the location of the video arcade. Let's drive there together."

Wang Peng immediately went home, packed the goods from Guanghua Convenience Store into his schoolbag, and turned to leave the house.

"Brother Peng." Chen Qingshu came out of the kitchen. "The food is ready. Eat before you leave."

Wang Peng shook his head, "I'm not eating. You should go and take my cousin's food."

Li Fang runs a business at the People's Department Store, so the task of cooking is left to Chen Qingshu.

Wang Peng arrived at the Li family's house and got into Li Longfei's Santana.

"Xiaopeng, once we rent the place, our video arcade will officially enter the preparation stage. How much money do you have right now?"

Wang Peng took out his ledger and turned to the last page.

"Uncle Li, I only have 5,400 yuan in savings right now."

"I want to buy a three-wheeled motorcycle to go to the provincial capital to purchase goods. I want to start a stationery wholesale business."

He seemed a little embarrassed when he said this.

The two initially agreed to invest in video arcades together.

Li Longfei invested 30,000 yuan, and he invested 10,000 yuan, but now he's going to break his promise.

"You invest four thousand first, and the remaining six thousand can be invested later."

"Don't buy a car, you can drive mine, just remember to fill it up with gas."

Li Longfei said.

Wang Peng was a little dumbfounded. This was a Santana worth more than 200,000 yuan. Old Li really didn't treat him like an outsider.

"Okay, when do I need the money?" Wang Peng asked.

"Give it to me this week, and we'll find a time to sign the cooperation agreement first," Li Longfei said.

TRAIN STATION.

Everywhere you look, there are travelers carrying large and small bags.

Li Longfei parked the car on the side of the road, and the father and son went to Zhang Chenggong's video arcade.

The video arcade was doing very well; within five minutes, more than a dozen people bought tickets to enter.

"Xiaopeng, this is the shop I chose. What do you think?" Li Longfei said, pointing to a storefront.

This room is separated from Zhang's video arcade by only one shop.

Li Longfei clearly intended to challenge Zhang Chenggong.

This was a small shop, and the owner was an elderly man in his sixties. When he saw Li Longfei, he quickly got up to greet him.

Li Longfei was chatting with the landlord when Wang Peng went into the convenience store.

The space is quite large and the house is very clean, making it suitable for opening a video rental shop.

After carefully examining the layout, he thought it was acceptable. "Uncle, you two chat for a while, I'll go deliver the goods."

"Go ahead." Li Longfei waved his hand and continued to talk to the landlord about the rent.

As Wang Peng left the convenience store, he turned around and saw Zhang Chenggong.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then turned and left.