Rebirth of Merry Career

Yao Bin was right. Zhou Jing was indeed in trouble. Not far from the school gate, he saw three boys standing on the playground. The leader was Yang Wenhao. His height advantage made Yang Wenhao very conspicuous.

He is the monitor of Class 1 in the third year of high school. He usually gets close to the teacher and has a good relationship with his classmates. Because his family is rich and his money is relatively generous, he has a high prestige in the class and often has a few small followers around him.

And the most important thing is that Yang Wenhao likes the little beauty Qi Qingning, very much!

Although this matter was not made public, many students knew about it, and the teachers also heard about it.

However, for top students, as long as it does not affect their studies, the teachers are willing to turn a blind eye. What's more, the third year of high school is about to pass, and there are many things that they can't control even if they want to.

"Zhou Jing, come here, I have something to ask you." Yang Wenhao put on the airs of the big squad leader, waved to him from a distance, and said arrogantly.

Zhou Jing stopped in his tracks, squinted his eyes, looked at Yang Wenhao a few times, and said calmly, "You called me?"

Yang Wenhao folded his hands on his shoulders, and said in a bad tone, "You are the only person in the school called Zhou Jing, who else can I call you?"

Zhou Jing smiled, and said tit for tat: "I have a good memory, but my brain is not very sharp!"

Yang Wenhao's expression changed slightly, he frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Jing put away his smile, and said casually: "Speak up if you have something to do, don't call me around, you are the squad leader, not the governor!"

"You..." Yang Wenhao was choked, and he didn't say anything for a long time. He never thought that Zhou Jing would dare to contradict him in public, and he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, and shouted sharply: "Okay, Zhou Jing, you are so crazy!" , Why didn't I find out before, so you are so awesome!"

"It's not too late to know now!" Zhou Jing didn't bother to talk to him, left this sentence behind, and pulled Yao Bin away regardless of Yang Wenhao's reaction.

Yao Bin was a little dumbfounded, and said in a panic: "Zhou Jing, what are you doing, this time you are dead!"

"Is it so serious?" Zhou Jing smiled slightly, not taking it seriously.

Yao Bin became a little anxious, and shouted in a low voice: "Zhou Jing, don't forget, how did that classmate who offended Yang Wenhao drop out of school in the second year of high school!"

When this matter was mentioned, Zhou Jing's eyes became even colder. He shook his head and said, "I haven't forgotten, so I have always had a bad impression of him. This kind of arrogant and domineering guy should be let him suffer."

"Hey, buddy, don't you have a fever?" Yao Bin was startled, and reached out to touch Zhou Jing's forehead.

Zhou Jing turned sideways, slapped his hands away, and said dumbfoundedly: "Fatty Yao, if you have something to say, don't be fussy!"

Yao Bin sighed, stretched out his arms, and said exaggeratedly: "Zhou Jing, I really don't want to lose you as a friend."

Zhou Jing was a little speechless, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just a few words of quarrel, nothing to worry about."

Yao Bin shook his head, and said worriedly: "This time is different, I have a hunch that Yang Wenhao will definitely take revenge on you!"

"That's fine, I'll wait." Zhou Jing smiled lightly, and didn't take this matter to heart. As far as his mind was concerned, he was really not interested in this kind of child's house-like game.

However, others didn't think so. After the bell rang for the morning self-study, Yang Wenhao swaggered in from the outside. He stood at the door and stared viciously at Zhou Jing who was sitting in the back seat, with a look of gritted teeth, obviously holding grudges up.

Yang Wenhao has always been the focus of Class 1. His abnormal behavior also attracted the attention of many people. Everyone turned their heads and followed his gaze, and some people began to discuss in whispers.

The sound of reading aloud in the classroom became silent invisibly. Some well-informed students had already understood the ins and outs of the matter, and looked at Zhou Jing from time to time, secretly sweating for him.

Zhou Jing noticed the strange atmosphere around him, but he didn't care about it. He was thinking more about how to pave the way for Li Jiani to start a business, let her revitalize the business of the clothing store, and then develop and grow smoothly.

If the clothing store wants to develop, it needs to change its business model, and the trip to Lingnan is also imperative.

Moreover, before this trip, a detailed and careful plan needs to be prepared in advance, otherwise, given Li Jiani's current situation, even if she wants to commission processing, based on the consideration of cost and profit, no one is willing to accept the order .

Fortunately, for Zhou Jing, this is not a difficult task. In fact, this business model does not require too much technical content, and it can even be realized through a simple copy model.

Conceptually, as Peter Drucker, a management guru whom Zhou Jing highly respected at the time, said: "The competition among enterprises today is not the competition between products, but the competition between business models."

It's just that any successful business model has to pay high costs and even go through hardships in the process of maturing before it can finally succeed and become popular.

The individuality and commonality of business models determine that, except for some special industries, most of the mature and successful development models can be replicated and can be replicated successfully.

Just like the first vcd produced by Anhui Wanyan Company in 92, which led to the crazy piracy in the disc industry, where there is a practical need, this simple copy mode will always be unavoidable.

And this is also the fastest way to make money and the closest to success. Zhou Jing is not a person with a moral obsession, otherwise, he would not have achieved such brilliant achievements in his previous life.

For him, pragmatism is always more fruitful than idealism, and it is more applicable to the current social rules of the game. As long as it does not touch the bottom line of the law, any method is worth trying.

While thinking about the details, he quickly sketched out his ideas in the notebook. When Zhou Jing was working on a plan, a small ball of paper quietly fell onto his desk at this moment.

Although Qi Qingning's movements were very small and very subtle, Zhou Jing still noticed that she had thrown the paper ball over, turned his head and smiled, and gently opened the paper ball.

But it said: "Zhou Jing, there is no conflict between you and Yang Wenhao?"

Qi Qingning's pen writing is very beautiful, Zhou Jing admired it for a while, wrote a ball of paper and threw it over: "Nothing!"

"Is it because of my problem?"

"You think too much."

"I will explain clearly to Yang Wenhao, I have nothing to do with you, of course, I have nothing to do with him."

"I don't think it's necessary."

"No, the trouble is caused by me, I can't just sit idly by!"

"Girls just study hard, don't be so vanity, as if the whole world revolves around you!"

"It's not vanity, it's responsibility. Anyway, I'm in charge of this matter!!!!!!!"

In the self-study class, the two kept passing paper balls. Seeing this sentence and the row of exclamation marks at the end, Zhou Jing wanted to laugh a little. Qi Qingning's personality has always been like this. Many girls encounter similar things , lest I avoid it, how can she do it all?

Of course, Zhou Jing really didn't have any reason to care about what happened on the playground, and it didn't matter to him whether Yang Wenhao made a big fuss or not.

If Yang Wenhao could hold back his temper and talk to him calmly, he might even give some explanations, clear up the misunderstanding, and praise the other party for having a good vision and finding a good girl.

After all, Qi Qingning is not only beautiful, but also has a personality that can't be said. She is lively and cute, and likes to help others. She is also a girl that Zhou Jing admires very much.

However, Yang Wenhao had put on airs from the very beginning, insisting on being superior to others, calling him around without any respect, which made Zhou Jing unbearable, so he confronted him tit for tat and refused to give an inch.

Although the movement of passing paper balls between the two was very covert, it was still seen by someone with a heart, and Yang Wenhao, the big monitor, was naturally one of those people with a heart.

Yang Wenhao's heart was sour at the moment, he was envious and jealous at the same time, and the rest was boundless anger. He raised his neck, widened his eyes, and stared at the two people's every move.

In fact, he didn't believe what happened yesterday, and only regarded it as an untrue joke.

Yang Wenhao has always been conceited and has a sense of superiority. He thinks he is excellent, no matter in appearance, academics or family background. He is the darling of parents and teachers, and a role model for his classmates. A spiritual leader, if he said anything casually, he would be regarded as an imperial decree.

However, he has been chasing Qi Qingning for more than a year. During this time, he tried his best to lower his posture and deliberately please him, but he did not tempt the little beauty. All along, Qi Qingning ignored him and rarely showed a smile.

Although Zhou Jing's academic performance is not bad, and his appearance is still pretty, but his behavior is extremely low-key, and his sense of presence is really not strong. To him, he doesn't seem to be a threat.

Therefore, when he heard the rumors, he just snorted and didn't react too much. The way he treated Zhou Jing this morning was also intended to give Zhou Jing a bad impression and tell him to be more honest. There was really no other meaning.

But now, the situation has obviously changed. Among other things, Qi Qingning, who has always been studying hard and has no other distractions, has ever played a game of paper balls with a boy?

If it's just a whim, it's just for fun, but looking at Qing Ning's current expression, she lowers her eyebrows and thinks for a while, and panics for a while, what is going on?

At this moment, Yang Wenhao's face felt like someone had slapped a loud slap in the face, and it started to hurt hotly. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: "Qi Qingning, you are here!" What to do? My patience is limited, don't play with fire!"

After finishing writing, she crumpled into a ball of paper, stood up, threw it forward, and the ball of paper landed on Qi Qingning's desk.

Qi Qingning opened it, glanced at it, frowned, threw the paper ball into the trash can, and continued to communicate with Zhou Jing.

Yang Wenhao got so angry that he was so angry that he cast a vicious gaze on Zhou Jing, and said viciously: "Zhou Jing, you are finished, if you don't play with me to death, my surname is not Yang!"