Everyone Knows I’m a Good Man

Mr. Shenze's books are selling like crazy.

At the beginning, selling requires a little trick, but when the books become popular, Liu Qingru doesn't need to use the tricks mentioned above. As soon as he settles in a nearby city, booksellers can't wait to come to his door with expectant faces.

When I left, there was one long queue of people from the newspaper office and escorts. When I came back, it actually turned into two long queues.

Ji Changze was walking around with Ji's father recently, and happened to bump into this return scene. Liu Qingru saw the energetic teacher and the handsome junior brother standing in the wind at a glance, and the fatigue in his body was immediately shaken off.

The teacher had just recovered from his illness, and the junior brother was so busy every day that he even came to greet him.

Touched, so touched.

Liu Qingru hurriedly patted himself to make sure there was no dust before he stepped forward and began to explain how touched he was by the two people's behavior of coming to greet them.

Father Ji, who was just out for a walk: "..."

Seeing his son opening his mouth to speak, he quickly cut off the topic, took the student's hand, and said with a subtle smile: "It's nothing. You, me, teacher and student, it's natural for me to come to greet you."

Liu Qingru was even more moved.

Since ancient times, only students have welcomed teachers, and no teachers have welcomed students.

Sure enough, the teacher kept him in mind.

Liu Qingru was the leader of the team on this business trip. Seeing that he had not come back for a long time and started calling people later, he had to turn around to make arrangements, greeted the two of them and left.

Ji's father smiled when he saw the students leaving, then turned to look at his son and said with a smile: "Nagaze, your senior brother came back after a hard trip and is happy to see us, so let him continue to be happy."

Not telling the truth will, on the one hand, strengthen the relationship between teachers and students, and on the other hand, it will make Liu Qingru happy for a long time, which is a good deal.

Ji Changze, who originally wanted to say "Yes, that's right, senior brother, we are just waiting for you" nodded: "Dad is thoughtful."

Seeing this, Ji's father smiled with satisfaction, feeling quite proud in his heart.

No, otherwise he is Nagasawa's father and his son.

He waited until Liu Qingru arranged for the motorcade to enter the city before returning. He waited until he had settled in and went to Ji's house before telling them why there were more people than when he left.

"Nagaze's books sold so well. I got a lot of silver dollars in exchange for them. There were too many. I was afraid that it would be unsafe on the road, so I hired a group of people. Teacher, you don't know, I was eating and drinking along the way. It’s not good, I can’t sleep well. I kept dreaming that someone had robbed me of this money. It’s such a huge sum of money. I knew I could make money by selling books, but I didn’t expect to make this much money.”

Ji's father took a sip of tea, glanced at the students, and wrote lightly: "You can't hold your breath at a young age. The more money you have, the more money will scare you. You still need to practice more."

Liu Qingru quickly and respectfully responded: "Yes, the teacher is right."

He turned around and took out the account book: "Teacher, take a look, this is the account book. I happen to be here. We can calculate in advance how much Nagasawa will get this time."

Ji's father still didn't care.

He is now used to his son earning money by writing books, but that amount of money may be a lot for ordinary people, but for him who once had a family business, it is not that exaggerated after all.

But the student was kind-hearted and didn't want to show anything, so he smiled and said, "Thank you for the hard work."

After saying that, he raised his tea cup to take a sip and put his eyes on the ledger.

Ji Changze, who was sitting next to him, quickly reached out and took down the teacup that Ji's father had brought to his lips, and said without changing his expression: "The tea has gone cold. I'll help dad pour a new cup."

Ji's father didn't take it seriously and reached out to open the account book.

Then he squirted.

Oh no, he didn't drink tea, and there was nothing in his mouth to squirt.

He was just a little sluggish.

So much money? ? ? ?

Was he selling books or robbing a treasury? ? ?

Even if he saw this money in the past, he would still weigh it and deal with it, but it turned out that these were money from selling Nagasawa's books? ? ?

Subconsciously, his mind began to think about the money his son could get.

Even if you exclude the portion obtained by newspapers, the remaining figures are staggering enough.

Father Ji was shocked.

Ji Changze also glanced at the account book. Unlike Ji's father, he calculated how many people had bought the book for so much money.

Sure enough, it was pretty much what he expected. It seemed that Shenze's vest could be used for many purposes. After all, the audience base had been cultivated.

Money must be indispensable, so I will have free time to dig holes for my uncle. No, it is to help my uncle repent of his life and realize that the true meaning of life is the ups and downs.

He had thought about it all, but Ji's father still didn't move for a long time (stunned), so Ji Changze praised: "Dad is worthy of being a dad. He doesn't change his expression when seeing so much money. Senior brother and I still need to learn more." study."

When Liu Qingru heard this, he also blew the rainbow fart: "That's right, I still need to learn more about the teacher's vision."

In fact, it was Ji's father who was stunned: "...Ahem, well, yes, you guys, you still need to learn more. Even if you are half as calm as I am, don't make a fuss when you see something."

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Fortunately, this kid Nagasawa is easy to coax, so he was given a chance to step down by some strange combination of circumstances.

It seems that it is not necessarily a bad thing that his son was raised to be too naive and easy to deceive.