Before going home, he went to the internet cafe. Business was good at night, so he almost couldn't find a seat.
When the boss saw Jiang Sheng, he smiled and said,"Why are you here so late today?"”
Jiang Sheng looked at the time. It was 10:30 pm.
In his previous life, he often skipped evening self-study to go online. Wasn't it very late?
Jiang Sheng nodded perfunctorily. He had only come to check on the private server today and did not intend to stay long.
He turned on a computer and logged into his private server. There were already a few people chatting in the channel.
"Who made this thing? It's reliable."
"I found it on the forum by chance.”
"Wow, great god, this code probably won't be written for more than ten days.”
"Who cares? As long as it feels good, it's over."
It seemed that the activity level was not bad. Jiang Sheng counted that there were about 60 people online.
It wasn't a lot for the majority of players, but he had just died yesterday, so the growth rate was already very fast.
Where there were people, there would be a market. Jiang Sheng began to implement his next step of the plan.
He tapped on the keyboard and got a big first flush gift pack for his private server.
880 RMB was enough to give him the Dragon Slaying Saber.
880 yuan was not a small sum in this era. It was enough for an ordinary family to live on for a month.
However, he was not worried that he would not be able to sell it because the Dragon Slaying Saber was a top-tier equipment.
It could be said that everyone who played the Legend of Mir 2 had a dream to own it.
Jiang Sheng especially remembered that year, a Dragon Slaying Saber in the game was sold for a sky-high price of 200,000 RMB. At that time, it was enough to buy a house.
All the hardcore fans knew the value of this knife.
Jiang Sheng produced and sold himself. Other than a little internet fee, there was basically no cost.
In other words, for every purchase, he would earn a net profit of 880 yuan.
After hanging up the gift bag, he planned to get off the plane and go home.
He looked at the time and saw that he had only used less than half an hour. He could still complete a set of math papers when he went back.
Jiang Sheng walked to the door, and the boss asked with a smile,""Go out for supper? I'll order you anything you want to eat."
He shook his head." No need. I'm going home."”
The boss sized up Jiang Sheng from head to toe and said in surprise," Didn't you just arrive?"
Jiang Sheng didn't want to explain further. He nodded and walked back under the moonlight.
The boss muttered behind him,"This little brat has really changed recently."
When he got home, his parents were still awake.
Jiang Weiguo was sitting on the sofa watching TV while Chen Xiaoli was sitting at the dining table doing a cross stitch.
Chen Xiaoli looked at her son and frowned.
"Why did you come back so late? Where did you go?”
Jiang Sheng's expression did not change." I did more homework in school.”
"Come on, Mom knows you." Chen Xiaoli said.”
She put down the cross-stitch and went to the kitchen to heat up some milk for Jiang Sheng.
Jiang Weiguo turned his head from the sofa and looked at Jiang Sheng. The father and son looked at each other and smiled tacitly.
Chen Xiaoli brought out a glass full of hot milk, and Jiang Sheng quickly came to receive it.
She pushed Jiang Sheng's hand away." Be careful, it's hot! Mom will bring it to your room."
Chen Xiaoli placed the cup on Jiang Sheng's desk and realized that the toys on it had been put aside. Instead, there were various materials and test papers.
She felt a little gratified. She patted Jiang Sheng's head and said softly,""Don't study too late. Drink the milk and go to bed early. The third year of high school is very tough. You have to rest well, understand?”
Jiang Sheng smiled. The words that he used to find annoying and long-winded now felt especially intimate.
"Got it, Mom. You should sleep early too.”
"Alright, then I won't disturb you from your studies.”
Chen Xiaoli beamed and closed the door for Jiang Sheng before leaving.
The old house was soundproof, and Jiang Sheng could hear his mother's excited voice outside.
"Hey, Old Jiang. Our son has really changed into a different person recently. The college entrance examination is about to begin, and he finally knows how to study hard.”
Father Jiang said lazily,"I know what to do. Don't worry about it."”
Chen Xiaoli said angrily," I'm doing this for the sake of the Jiang family. Is my son my own son? You're always so lazy. If I don't worry about you, who will?"”
Seeing that his wife was going to fire at him indiscriminately again, Father Jiang was instantly miserable and blamed himself for his broken mouth.
He hurriedly said," Okay, okay, okay. I was wrong. Keep your voice down. Don't disturb our son."”
Mrs. Jiang immediately fell silent. She picked up the remote control and turned off the television. She nudged Mr. Jiang, who was sprawled on the sofa.
"Stop watching TV and go to sleep.”
Jiang Weiguo looked helpless. He could only pack his things and go to sleep bitterly.
It had been a long time since Jiang Sheng had felt such a dull and warm family atmosphere.
The next day, he took advantage of his breakfast time to climb over the wall to check the balance of his bank card.
There were already more than 2,000 yuan on it, all of which were the players 'top-ups after creating the private server.
In just one or two days, he earned his parents 'monthly salary.
Jiang Sheng sighed,"It's so easy to earn money in this era."”
He put away his passbook and bank card and returned to school.
This was a little troublesome. He needed a passbook to withdraw money from the bank and save money. It was more convenient to use Father Ma's X-treasure later.
The weather in late spring and early summer was already a little hot. Jiang Sheng ran back and forth, and his body was already covered in a thin layer of sweat.
The air was filled with the light fragrance of vegetation. There were piles of fresh fruits on the fruit stalls by the street. They were bright red and green, and seemed to have morning dew on them.
The breeze caressed his skin, as soft as a mother's hand. Jiang Sheng ran against the wind, feeling the fresh and youthful blood boiling in his body. His whole body seemed to have endless energy.
He felt extremely free. It was as if he had become a bird in the sky. The wind was beneath his feet, and the clouds were floating around him.
He climbed over the wall and entered the school with familiarity, just in time to step on the bell and enter the classroom.
Wang Hao glanced at Jiang Sheng. The wind had messed up his hair, and he was panting slightly when he sat down.
He nudged Jiang Sheng with his elbow." Where did you go? You're sweating profusely from running."”
Jiang Sheng flicked Wang Hao's hand away." Mind your own business."”
Wang Hao touched the spot where he was hit and cried out in pain.
"You've been getting more and more mysterious lately. Are you doing something behind my back?”
Jiang Sheng took out the math paper he had written yesterday and started to correct the answers.
"It's all an illusion."
Of course, Wang Hao knew that Jiang Sheng was just making a casual remark to brush him off, so he did not continue to ask.
"Sigh, I might not come in two days.”
"Are you going back to inherit the family property?" Jiang Sheng asked casually.”
" How did you know?!" Wang Hao was a little shocked at first. He had never told anyone that his father wanted to hand over the family business to him.
However, he was with Jiang Sheng every day, and Jiang Sheng knew what his family did. He probably guessed it casually.
As expected, Jiang Sheng said expressionlessly,""I guessed."
Wang Hao leaned over and put his arm around his shoulder." Brother, I'll miss you. Although you don't play games with me anymore, you should bring me along when you have time."”
Jiang Sheng didn't comment." You'll be busy in the future."”
Although Wang Hao was not good at studying, he was quite smart when it came to doing business. Jiang Sheng also knew the future economic development situation very well. With a little guidance, his business might be able to grow bigger in the future.
Wang Hao still didn't know that he was about to be blessed by the God of Luck. He leaned on the table and said lazily,"It's okay. The old man said he would help me.”
Was there anyone watching…
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