Jiang Wang is very cautious about career planning.

At present, he has plenty of principal on hand, but he has only borrowed the lottery of the World Cup, and the real estate and liquid funds accumulated are far from enough.

The first foothold in planning is where you will go in the future.

In fact, he really wanted to take his children to study and live in the provincial capital. The capital was too far and too unfamiliar, so it was better to get closer.

It's just that some things can't find a reason to end, and they are temporarily put on hold here.

The second is how big the two businesses are prepared to do.

Needless to say, logistics is of course, first join in the city to make a profit, and when the development is strong enough, the advantageous resources in the city will be transferred to the outside.

Jiang Wang was interested in the papers and guidance books here.

People's reading habits come and go. In the future, physical books will not sell well, except for one subject.

- Proposition True Volume.

It is a person who has to do questions in his life, and maybe he has done more questions than he has slept in.

He plans to revitalize the industry chain first, and then make a set of his own.

The name has already been thought of, it is called "Golden Twelve Volumes".

On the one hand, it should cover the national examination, the law examination, and the finance and economics examination, and on the other hand, it should cover the junior high school entrance examination, the junior high school entrance examination, and the junior high school entrance examination.

With macro goals in mind, men are especially enthusiastic when they visit the book market on Sundays.

Peng Xingwang was still young and heartless, so he pinched it and felt it everywhere, just pretending that he was in a very interesting market.

Ji Linqiu was a little surprised.

"Did Brother Jiang care so much about education?" He smiled and said, "There's no need to start looking for the college entrance examination books so early."

Jiang Wang explained a few words, Ji Linqiu quickly understood it, and while walking around, he analyzed what the two cities lacked.

On the street, there are hawkers pushing glass cabinets and selling fruits in bowls. Pineapples are cut into prisms and strung with bamboo skewers. They look extra fresh when they are soaked in clear water droplets.

Peng Xingwang was still concentrating on chewing, his face was sticky, and he was not interested in this.

Jiang Wangluo was a little thirsty, and looked at the rose purple grapes a few more times.

Ji Linqiu spoke one step ahead of him, her voice warm and clear.

"how much is this?"

The little old lady saw that the three of them were all clean and decent, and her eyes rolled around to ask for the price: "Twenty-one bowls."

It doubled directly.

Ji Linqiu laughed lightly, and said a few words in the local language in a low voice, and the tone was quite authentic.

The old lady's face changed suddenly, she waved her hands and apologized repeatedly, saying that it only cost three yuan.

The child didn't hear clearly: "Zebra? What zebra?"

Jiang Wang squinted and covered his ears: "You heard wrong."

Ji Linqiu picked out the freshest small bowl of grapes, wiped the water droplets with a paper towel, and tasted one by himself.

Then he smiled and said, "It's delicious, not sour."

So he raised his eyebrows slightly, gave Jiang Wang the sweet bowl, and bought another bowl himself, as a way of taking care of the old lady's business.

The old lady also knew what was wrong, said thank you several times in a row, and then ran away with the cart.

Jiang Wang walked a few steps with him, tasted two grapes, and said slowly, "This is the first time I've seen a teacher like this."

Looking at the gentle expression in the gentle voice, he was so fierce that people didn't dare to play tricks.

Ji Linqiu raised his eyebrows and did not deny it.

This visit was very rewarding. Jiang Wang planned to be both a buyer and a leader in selling goods, and he had saved a lot of mobile phone numbers.

After driving back to City A in the afternoon, the two took turns driving halfway.

When it was Ji Linqiu's turn to sit in the driver's seat, he snorted when he rolled up his sleeves, lowered his head and turned his wrists to take a closer look: "I didn't pay attention to the grapes, the sleeves are dirty."

Jiang Wang sat in the co-pilot and looked at him, feeling inexplicably cute.

On Monday, someone deliberately left work early, squatted in a phone booth on the way from school, and pretended to be engaged in chatting with someone.

It didn't take long for Peng Xingwang to appear at the entrance of the elementary school, with a key hanging from his neck, and walking with his friends holding the strap of his schoolbag with both hands.

The pupils dispersed like a flock of birds, the three long streets were very lively, and the vendors cheered up to sell their goods.

Peng Xingwang watched as he was talking to his classmates, his eyes looking around like a searchlight.

Sure enough, a few junior high school students appeared in front of them, and a few people stood up and blocked the road directly, looking for money from the child with a smiley face.

The teenaged child also watched a bit of Hong Kong movie Pig Fart, and he was wearing a floral shirt and deliberately unbuttoned the first three buttons, exposing his rib-like chest. Cutting sugar cane with a knife seems like a mess.

Peng Xingwang stopped in his footsteps, and quickly told his friends to change ways to go home. He braced himself to cross the road not far away.

The bitter master who was targeted was already crying: "Didn't I already give money, I really have no money, I gave you all the money for lunch to go online!!"

The second-rate junior high school student was about to speak when a sudden tap on the shoulder.

The shadow of the one-meter-nine-high man shrouded in front of them, and he smiled geekly.

"What about the protection fee?"

The junior high school student was taken aback, and the 5th grade valet beside him ran away.

Peng Xingwang almost cried out, covering his mouth with one hand while hiding behind the telephone pole to peek.

It's over, the big brother is really eyeing them!

They are still students! ! big brother! ! !

The little ruffian didn't expect an adult to join in, and when he looked up and saw his broken eyebrow scar, his momentum had weakened, but there were still good brothers watching, and he couldn't lose face.

So he forced his chest up and scolded back in a rough voice: "What's your business? Don't suffer me!"

Jiang Wang was in a good mood, motioning for the crying child to go home quickly, playing with a folding knife with one hand, flipping a flower, and yawning again.

"The trademark is not torn."

Hey? ? Where is my knife? ? Why is my knife in his hand? !

The junior high school student's face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, but he was afraid of paddling his hand.

After half a sound, his neck was suddenly pressed against the handle of the knife, and the cold touch directly rushed to the sky.

"Master happened to be passing by here," the man said slowly, bowing his head, "I also come to collect a protection fee."

"I'm covering this street, understand?"

The three junior high school students next to them stood up straight, nodding quickly while desperately avoiding the eyes of their eldest brother for help.

"Just nodding is useless." Jiang Wang smiled evilly and opened his palms: "Huh?"

Several junior high school students took out the money with a bitter face, and took out ten yuan and twenty yuan and put it in his hand.

The little ruffian headed by him has never been hit by a knife in his neck in his entire life. His face was pale and he didn't dare to shiver for fear of an accident.

"The money, the money is with them."

The junior high school student next to him hurriedly shook his head: "It's not us, it's from above."

"Oh, and the top." The man gave a long response, flipped the shattered note and laughed: "That's all?"

The little ruffian gouged out the short man beside him with his eyes, and the latter reluctantly took out all fifty and handed it in.

"Okay, one hundred and five yuan." Jiang Wang twitched his wrist, and the child whose throat was locked almost knelt down.

"I won't return the knife, remember to bring more next time." He raised his hand, and the folding knife flew into the hot dry noodle bowl in the trash can: "Stand firmly and say sorry, Brother Jiang, and let you go."

The leading little ruffian's face was blue and white for a while, and he was pinched by his accomplices from left to right. He bowed 90 degrees: "Brother Jiang, I'm sorry!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, the little ruffian suddenly scolded.

"Draft! Draft!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Jiang Wang's nose, turned his head and ran after he said the harsh words.

"Labor and capital are the helmsmen, tell you, Zhanlong Feitian will not let you go! Paralyzed!"

Jiang Wang watched silently.

After the gang of junior high school students escaped cleanly, Peng Xingwang trotted over with his school uniform, and stood close to his elder brother.

"...Are you coming to pick me up?"

Jiang Wang was still reminiscing about the feeling of being threatened by the junior high school bully. After a few seconds, he looked down at the child who was pulling at the corner of his clothes.

"What is Zhanlongfeitian?"

He struggled to hold back his laughter and repeated the name in its entirety.

The child didn't hear the elder brother's tone, frowned and thought about it for a while, then pretended to be stupid.

"do not know."

"Peng, Xing, Wang."

The child continued to play stupid: "Let's go, I'm so hungry, what should I eat at night?"

Jiang Wang casually threw the more than 100 yuan into the donation box hanging on the iron gate of the street committee, and let him walk forward with the corner of his clothes.

Then quietly opened his mouth.

"Stop talking, I'll give you to them to play."

Peng Xingwang looked aggrieved: "Brother, I'm doing it for your own good."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems like this happened when was a child.

It's just that Jiang Wang was still trying to avoid the beatings of his biological father, and worrying about how to be cheeky every day, and there were very few relevant memories left.

The two entered KFC and ate a bowl of mashed potatoes each, and the child hesitantly explained the matter.

It turned out that in the local junior high school and high school, there were several gangs with complex forces, mainly composed of social idlers and second-rate school bullies.

Gang building activities are for dating, smoking, and fighting in groups, often gathering in Internet cafes, billiards halls and corners of school playgrounds.

This kind of behavior is too high for an adult to mention that it would be a bit shameful, but in the eyes of elementary school and junior high school students, it is no less than Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. The battle of the century.

Very cool, very arrogant.

Jiang Wang's expression became a little kind after hearing this.

"How about this battle dragon flying?"

He tried not to be too pitiful in his tone.

Peng Xing thought about it for a while, and still hoped that the big brother would not go into the dangerous muddy waters here.

The child squeezed out the most serious expression he could think of, and said with a straight face, "Zhanlongfeitian is our biggest gang."

"I heard," the child lowered his voice and quietly added: "Their boss... stabbed hundreds of people to death."

Jiang Wang nodded seriously: "Well, there's more."

"Their boss has been relegated for many years, and his subordinates will use guns. When they fight in groups, the entire playground is dyed blood red!"

"They smoke fierce!! They smoke better than you, really!! They smoke everywhere!!"

Peng Xingwang became more and more afraid, and even sincerely regretted Jiang Wang's reckless behavior today: "Why don't we move, eldest brother, I'm afraid that something will happen to you."

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Wang held down his childhood version of himself and said affectionately: "Your eldest brother came to this world just to help justice and give the world the light of righteousness."

Children are particularly impressed.

"Brother, don't pick me up from school in the future."

"If you are stabbed to death, I can't move you." w, please keep in mind:,,,