Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

"Xiaobai, I know that your family may have some money... No, yes, you are very rich, but you still need to study hard. As long as you can pass the college entrance examination, then your life will have a bright future..."

"Look at everyone, they are all studying hard and staying up all night, for what..."

Ma Ronghua looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said earnestly, she also had a headache for this student.

Those who are experienced in the world are not like a student at all, but like the old fritters that come out of the government compound, slippery.

While Ma Ronghua was talking, Jiang Xiaobai kept nodding and kept nodding aside.

It wasn't until Ma Ronghua said that he was tired that he opened his mouth to speak.

"Teacher, I really have something to do at home."

"You... are not allowed to leave, and that's not allowed..." Ma Ronghua didn't expect that talking for a long time had no effect at all, and his hands trembled in anger.

Soft ones are not good, only hard ones can be used.

"Teacher, I have a recommendation quota for the National Agricultural University." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"No... what? What did you say?"

"I have a recommended place for National Agricultural University." Jiang Xiaobai repeated.

"National Agricultural University's recommendation quota." Ma Ronghua muttered, looking at Jiang Xiaobai even she felt a burst of injustice.

Think about the students who live in the dark and damp dormitory, eat corn mush with mouse droppings and pebbles, and stay in the classroom with kerosene lamps all night long.

I still don't know if I can pass the university entrance exam, and what kind of university to take.

And look at Jiang Xiaobai's living and learning environment. The meals cost 200 yuan a month. He eats chicken, fish, rice, and noodles every day. He lives in a single-person dormitory, which is no worse than his teacher's dormitory.

The lights are on in the house, and I ride a bicycle when I go out, and I don’t have to study hard, and there are recommended places for national key universities such as the National Agricultural University.

For a moment, Ma Ronghua suddenly felt that the world was so unfair.

"You... go." Ma Ronghua waved his hand, not knowing what to say.

Good fate, really good fate, good reincarnation.

But at the same time, Ma Ronghua was even more curious, what exactly did Jiang Xiaobai's family do?

Why did this kind of family appear in the small place of Jianhua Village? Could it really be that they went to the countryside to jump in the queue?

But if you go to the countryside to jump in the queue, you can get a recommended place at the National Agricultural University, and isn't it just a matter of returning to the city?

Jiang Xiaobai is not a roundworm in Ma Ronghua's stomach, so of course he doesn't know what Ma Ronghua is thinking?

But even if I know it, I'm not interested in explaining to her, whatever you want.

He didn't have a good reincarnation, and he didn't have that fate. He was able to come to today step by step.

From leading people to make canned food for educated youths at the risk of begging for food for the next year, to sleeping in front of the supply and marketing cooperative in the county seat with clothes together, to taking people back to fight against canned food in heavy rain.

The criss-crossing scars left on the body by the inspection team?

Step by step to today, he paid many times that of those students sitting in the classroom, so he can enjoy these things now.

"How is the contact?" Just as Jiang Xiaobai returned to the dormitory, Li Laosan came in.

"Old Song happened to be in the county seat. He told us to go. It was just right to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and sign the business license. Then he went to the city with us."

Li Laosan said.

"Okay, then let's go now." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, to resolve the matter as soon as possible, and strive to have the first batch of pigs go out before the end of the year.

Give the villagers a dividend and let the villagers have a good year.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't ride a bicycle either, and walked to the village with Li Laosan.

When both of them were waiting impatiently, the bus came wobbly.

I quickly squeezed into the car and found a seat to sit down. The bus is now more crowded than before.

After the registration of individual industrial and commercial households was liberalized, more than 100,000 individual industrial and commercial households registered across the country within a short period of one month.

Of course, these 100,000 individual businesses didn't emerge overnight, but they didn't dare to do business openly.

But now they have nothing to worry about. The villagers in the village send vegetables and some eggs to the village to buy.

And many people in the village also took things into the county town to buy and sell.

There's even the big cock in the basket.

Jiang Xiaobai is also used to this kind of life, and he is very happy to see this kind of commercial vitality in the countryside.

When they arrived at the county seat, Song Weiguo, Wang Chao and Wang Meng were already waiting.

With the addition of Jiang Xiaobai and Li Laosan, the five shareholders of the Educated Youth Cannery Factory are complete.

We went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau together. At this time, the Zhangxuan County Industrial and Commercial Bureau was a small courtyard.

Needless to say, the attitude of the staff is not difficult to enter, ugly, or difficult to handle.

Instead, he didn't want to do it at all, and some villagers who were waiting to do things, probably wanting to register for a business license, were all waiting.

But when the staff saw Song Weiguo coming in, their attitude was much better.

There is no way, the canned food of the educated youths is a big mess, and Song Weiguo is now also a member of the canned youth factory.

In addition, there are rumors that the county magistrate Zheng has an unusual relationship with the "God of Plague" Jiang Xiaobai, the director of the educated youth canning factory, and they dare not offend even more.

Yes, "Plague God" is Jiang Xiaobai's title.

The original investigation team targeting the canned educated youth had a strong army, led by the director of the Revolutionary Committee, and selected elite soldiers.

As a result, the director of the Revolutionary Committee, who had never failed for more than 30 years, failed, and fell into the sand on the canned educated youth.

But this time, the director of the Revolutionary Committee, who had been bullied all his life, lost his position and life. The elite soldiers and generals under the director of the Revolutionary Committee also lost their positions. They were tortured miserably, and finally disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

At that time, what was the predecessor of their industry and commerce bureau, it was just an office under the Revolutionary Committee to "crack down on speculation".

At that time, their office director also followed, but he was just a subordinate of the director of the Revolutionary Committee.

Then... and then never came back.

So for the people in the Industry and Commerce Bureau, Jiang Xiaobai is the God of Plague, the No. 1 God of Plague in Tianzi.

"Director Song, it's not that we make things difficult for you. Without the signature of Director Jiang, we really can't do it..."

The staff looked at Song Weiguo with some embarrassment and said.

"I am Jiang Xiaobai." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"You...you are Director Jiang." The staff subconsciously took a step back.

With a face full of horror, Jiang Xiaobai did not expect that Jiang Xiaobai would appear in front of him so unprepared.