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"Liangzi, you're such a good student. You even want to shoot at your form teacher?”

Zhao Wenjuan's mother's health was enough to make her anxious. Looking at Yang Liang's cynical appearance, she felt even more irritated. She glared at him with a sullen face, and she could give him a slap at any time.

Zhao Wenjuan finally resisted the urge to beat Yang Liang up and started to target Xu Xiaochen.

"Little Chen, you're indeed the first place. You're really good. You even let out a cry and then fell? Have you ever thought about the other situation? I didn't even have time to scream before I immediately collapsed. Then, the class changed to a form teacher who wasn't as good as Teacher Zhao.”

"Teacher Zhao, it's not a real gun, it's a match gun.”

"Where is it? I confiscated it!"

"I'm not done yet. I was just talking about how to play with a match gun.”

"Let me search."

Zhao Wenjuan searched Xu Xiaochen and Yang Liang's pockets, then walked into the classroom and searched the table. She didn't find a match gun.

Lin Xiaoyu, who had been preparing for her homework, was shocked. She did not know what mistake Xu Xiaochen had made.

"Teacher Zhao, what are you looking for?"

"Xiao Yu, did you see Xiao Chen's match gun?”

"I won't tell you even if I see it. That's Xiao Chen's match gun.”

"This little girl."

Zhao Wenjuan was even more confused. Was there a match gun?

"Xiao Yu, if Xiao Chen put the match gun in your desk, take it out yourself. Teacher Zhao won't criticize you. But if you don't take it out, Xiao Chen will use the match gun to hurt the child. It's very dangerous.”

"If Xiao Chen had placed the match gun in my table, I would have definitely protected his match gun. However, Xiao Chen doesn't have a match gun yet.”

When Lin Xiaoyu said that, Zhao Wenjuan understood that it was a false alarm.

Zhao Wenjuan then called Xu Xiaochen and Yang Liang out to remind them that if they had a match gun in the future, they could only play with it at home and absolutely could not bring it to school. Moreover, no matter where they played, they could not aim at others.

It was especially emphasized that if the matchstick hit the eye, it would be very dangerous.

Yang Liang: " Teacher Zhao, you must be very accurate in your shooting to be able to hit someone's eyes.”

"You deserve a beating!"

Zhao Wenjuan kicked Yang Liang." Get out! Xu Xiaochen, you go out too!"

School ended in the afternoon.

Xu Xiaochen and Lin Xiaoyu were on their way home.

"Xiao Chen, when will your house have a big supermarket?”

"Xiao Yu, from today onwards, my family will have a big supermarket. Hongchen Supermarket near Yinxing Bay is 2380 square meters. There are many shopping guides and a lot of delicious food.”

"How big is 2380 square meters? Is it bigger than your eight brick houses? My mom said that Xiao Chen's eight rooms are 300 square meters, the shop is 130 square meters, and the yard is as big as two acres of land.”

"Xiao Yu, my supermarket is bigger than eight rooms, five rooms, and two acres of land. I'll bring you to the supermarket this weekend.”

Xu Xiaochen's words were like a gentle breeze.

However, Lin Xiaoyu was completely stunned.

Lin Xiaoyu was thinking about the market. Xu Xiaochen's supermarket was as big as the market.

He could jump rubber bands and kick shuttlecocks in the supermarket. Xu Xiaochen's spinning top could also spin in the supermarket.

"Xiao Chen, can we go to your supermarket to learn how to ride a bicycle?”

"Xiao Yu, the supermarket is full of shelves and people who are shopping. There's no place to learn how to ride a bicycle. When winter vacation comes, I'll teach you how to ride a bicycle in the market.”

"Yes."

Lin Xiaoyu stomped her feet to show that she was shocked." My mom said that when she has money in two months, she will buy me a smaller bicycle. It's a two-or-four bicycle. It doesn't have a beam and can be ridden by children.”

Xu Xiaochen and Lin Xiaoyu went home separately when they arrived at the brick house area.

At Xu Xiaochen's house, his mother was at home, but his father was busy outside.

Today, he was not busy with the iron ore business in the Beiguan Kuangqu, but the supermarket that he had just taken over and had not had the time to change its signboard.

The more prosperous districts in Jiangbei, such as Chaoyang District, Nancheng District, and Beicheng District, had a few larger supermarkets.

However, the Lotus District was considered a suburb. Even in the more prosperous Yinxing Bay area, a supermarket of 2380 square meters was big enough in 1995.

When Xu Xiaochen and Lin Xiaoyu were still 10 years old, they had almost never been to the bigger supermarkets in the city. Therefore, Lin Xiaoyu could not imagine how big the 2380 square meter supermarket was and what it contained.

"Mom, have you cooked?"

"I won't cook dinner, but my son won't starve. I invited the people from the supermarket to a big restaurant outside at noon. I set up a few tables and ordered more dishes to bring home.”

Liu Jinzhi nudged Xu Xiaochen's head and led him into the brick house.

"There are so many good dishes. We should ask Xiaoyu to come over for dinner.”

"Forget it. By now, your Auntie Zhang must have placed the food on the table. Don't call Xiao Yu. Let's eat.”

Liu Jinzhi and Xu Xiaochen sat in the dining room to eat. Liu Jinzhi said," Bring Xiaoyu and Liangzi to our Hongchen Supermarket this weekend. There are so many snacks there compared to Jinzhi Supermarket. You can take whatever you want to eat. However, there's one thing that big supermarkets are different from Ministores. They involve settlement and inventory. You have to pay for whatever you take.”

"Alright then."

"Son, don't be unhappy. You have a lot of pocket money anyway, and you've been worrying about how to spend it. Using your money to buy your own things is considered spending money.”

"Mom, your way of thinking is very impressive. Perhaps you will be an entrepreneur in the future, and so will my dad.”

"My son is so sensible. If your parents are both entrepreneurs, then what are you? A small entrepreneur?”

"I'm the son of an entrepreneur."

Xu Xiaochen thought to himself,'When my parents become the richest people in the world, I'll just have fun. I'll take the time to date Lin Xiaoyu and enjoy life.'

"Chen, you're actually the one who's really amazing. You've already helped the family earn hundreds of thousands in the stock market. When are you going to invest in the stock market again? Also, about the futures you mentioned, your father said that he would take two million yuan to play with first.”

"The futures will be in a month or two. I don't have any inspiration yet.”

Xu Xiaochen was waiting for a good opportunity to make futures this winter.

In the future, there would be good opportunities one after another.

When Liu Jinzhi picked up some food for Xu Xiaochen, he thought of something and said,"That bastard Liu Tianli left the Kuangqu a long time ago. He's lying in the hospital, vomiting blood and urinating blood. He's been beaten up badly. I'm afraid that his legs won't be able to move for half a year. Liu Weifeng, the fighting king of the three primary schools in the Lotus District, has also transferred schools. What did the teachers and classmates of the three primary schools say?”

"These few days, no one seems to mention Liu Weifeng. For the third primary school in the Lotus District, Liu Weifeng, the king of fighting, has become history.”

"My son is such an arrogant person.”

Liu Jinzhi smiled brightly. She would never sympathize with people like Liu Tianli and Liu Weifeng.

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