Liu Jun's batch of students, who were taking the college entrance examination in 1977, were especially nervous about their studies.
They enrolled in February of 1978. In one semester, they had to finish the entire year of freshman year.
For example, Liu Jun studied at Guang City University. During the summer vacation in 1978, they only had three days off. After three days, they began their sophomore year.
It was now mid-March of 1979, and Liu Jun and the others had already finished learning the contents of their sophomore year.
The third-year classes had already begun in school.
The courses in the school didn't put any pressure on Liu Jun. Not to mention that he was a graduate of the economics department. Although it was a non-reputable university, the content was still more advanced than what he was learning now.
Moreover, with his modified brain, it was easier for him to learn.
"Liu Jun, it's time to eat…"
"What are you eating? Don't tell me it's still soy sauce chicken?”
"Yeah, just help me try it. The marketing department has already awarded me the brand of Huai Street Soy Sauce Chicken. If I can't make the most authentic Soy Sauce Chicken, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?”
"But I've also eaten too much soy sauce chicken. I'm already tired of it.”
"Who asked you to be picky? You can tell whether this thing is good or bad with a taste.”
"Alright, bring it over."
"How is it?"
Liu Jun tasted the chicken and said,""It tastes a little better than last time, but there's still room for improvement. Qu Jing, I've already told you that the most important thing for you is to choose the right soy sauce. Go and find out which chef used to make soy sauce chicken.”
"And this chicken, you obviously didn't cut it up properly. You know how to kill fish, right? There's bitter gall in the stomach of a fish. It was the same for chickens. They had to clean the inside of the chicken's stomach. Look…there was still mucus stuck to it.”
"I know. I'll go out tomorrow and buy all the soy sauce I can buy. You have to continue to help me taste it.”
"Alright, alright. You should hurry back and take your chicken with you.”
"Then let's say it like this…"
Liu Jun's current house was not far from Qu Jing's house. It was just a few houses away from her house. It was also in Peace.
When Liu Jun came to study in Guang City, he planned to buy a house in Guang City. Other than keeping one for himself, he would definitely keep the rest in his hands and wait for the future appreciation.
This house was introduced to them by Qu Jing. It just so happened that this family was preparing to sell the house and move to the other side of the river to develop.
This house was not bad. It could be considered the best house in Peace. Otherwise, he would not have paid 2000 yuan to buy it.
2000 yuan was not a small amount. A courtyard house in Beijing could be bought for 7,000 to 8000 yuan.
If one were to ask Liu Jun how he knew the price, it was because of the information in his mind. Moreover, An Hui had already bought a few courtyard houses there, so how could Liu Jun not know the market price?
As for why An Hui bought the courtyard house, it was, of course, Liu Jun's instructions.
Now, Liu Jun had more than 30 houses in Guang City and Beijing. Any one of them would be worth hundreds of millions in the future if he kept it for 30 years.
Moreover, these houses would not be demolished in the short term.
Liu Jun had screened the houses before he bought them. At least, these houses were still there when Liu Jun came over.
These houses were quite rare. If he didn't buy them now, he would have to spend hundreds or even thousands of times the price difference in the future.
Other than these houses with historical value, Liu Jun did not lay his hands on ordinary houses.
The housing reform hadn't even started yet, and he had already bought so many ordinary residential houses. It would take up too much money. Instead of investing money in residential houses, he might as well invest in other places.
For example…
"Uncle…Uncle…"
"Stop crying. The door isn't closed.”
After a while, a muscular man wearing a flowery shirt with a scar at the corner of his eye walked into the living room.
"Uncle, you're here…"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? If I'm not here, the ghost is still here. Tell me…"
"Uncle, this is this month's account book. Take a look.”
Liu Jun took the account book, flipped through it, and frowned.""Why is the hospitality fee so much this month?”
"Uncle, we have to deal with all the immortals. If we don't do it properly, our business won't be able to continue. Seeing that our business is doing well, there are even more people who don't come to take advantage of us. We can't afford to offend anyone.”
"Alright, I understand. Ah Xiong, you've worked hard.”
Liu Jun gave He Xiong a cigarette and lit it up for him.
" Thank you, Uncle." He Xiong took a puff of his cigarette and said,""I say, Uncle, you should change your cigarettes. Everyone smokes Marlboros, Wrigley, and 555s now. Look at you, you still smoke the 25 cents Guangdong Double Happiness.”
"I'm used to smoking this. If you're not used to it, smoke your own.”
"How can that be? The cigarettes that Uncle gave me will definitely be easy to smoke.”"Oh, right, Uncle, I've brought the blank tape you asked me to bring, and I've also brought 50 tape collectors." I've also asked someone who knows about the recording studio. I brought a master over from there. He'll help us build the recording studio.”
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