For students who graduated from the Chinese department, writing imitating other people's writing styles is a compulsory skill. Qin Feng used a tone similar to that of a primary school graduate, pinched his nose and made up four or five hundred words, and handed in the paper about 20 minutes before the end of the prescribed time of the exam, and then left the examination room. But the invigilator did not look at Qin Feng for more. In fact, before Qin Feng left the venue, seven or eight candidates went back first. The most exaggerated one was almost 40 minutes ahead of the exam, and was in a very cool state.

When Qin Feng returned to the skewer shop with his schoolbag on his back, Qin Jianguo and Wang Yanmei had not yet returned from the farmers' market.

There was only Wang An in the store. He was watching martial arts movies made in unknown era in the main hall downstairs. He seemed quite fascinating. Qin Feng greeted him. Wang An didn't even think that Qin Feng came back from the exam today. He nodded indifferently, asked nothing, and continued to turn to pay attention to the TV screen. Qin Feng was so happy that Wang An didn't ask anything. He took out the banknotes Wang Yanmei had prepared in advance from the cabinet next to the cashier, put them in a black plastic bag, and then went out again.

Business is so good these days, so Qin Feng had to go to the bank to deposit money once a day, otherwise he would have been worried about so much cash in the store.

The bank is not close to the skewer shop, and it takes about 10 minutes to walk there.

When Qin Feng arrived at the bank, it was already 11 o'clock and several work windows were almost over, but there were still long queues for people doing cash business.

"I'm late today." The middle-aged man in a security uniform smiled at Qin Feng, and then the bank manager immediately walked up and opened a channel for Qin Feng that was not VIP but better than VIP. In fact, it couldn't absorb a lot of money. Customers like Qin Feng who frequently enter and exit and withdraw money forever, the manager naturally had to take special care: at least one month is deposited hundreds of thousands of dollars. If he could persist for a whole year, wouldn't he have deposited more than one million yuan?

"The business is so good. Now I can make a net profit of 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a day, right?" The bank manager has been to the skewer shop several times and knew that Qin Feng was the boss.

The group of people queuing in line turned to look at Qin Feng at the same time, with some unnatural expression on their faces.

You can tell at a glance that a child under 20 years old can earn a net profit of 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a day. What kind of business is so easy to do in the world?

"It's not that much, just watching the excitement, we just make some cool money." Qin Feng smiled slightly.

The bank manager here has called a staff member who has closed the window and returned to his post.

Others who line up have long been accustomed to various different treatments in society. Besides, they can't do anything like Qin Feng's daily income of over 10,000 yuan. Seeing Qin Feng approaching a window that specifically serves him alone, they didn't say anything.

Qin Feng handed a large bag of change into the window. The staff counted it for almost five or six minutes before finally completing the business. He handed over the bank card and deposit slip to Qin Feng, and in front of the window, another nameplate for suspended service was placed.

The staff looked at Qin Feng through the window and smiled, then carried their bags. They got off work without looking back. Only a room of ordinary customers with resentment were left, and they continued to wait.

Qin Feng looked down at the deposit slip.

Today is the 28th, the penultimate day of the Olympics, and the end of this golden month is only 3 days left, but the amount on the order has exceeded 240,000.

Because the store’s usual expenses are all cashed directly from the front desk, the 240,000 yuan is just the pure gross profit that only includes the unpaid employees’ wages. Even though the skewer shop spends a lot of labor this month, the maximum is no more than 40,000 yuan. So this means that before the month is completely over, Qin Feng’s monthly net income has exceeded 200,000 yuan.

"It's a pity that the Olympics and the World Cup are not once a year, otherwise the low-end chain catering industry would almost dominate Dongou City..." Qin Feng completely ignored Dongou City's real estate finance and manufacturing industry. Regarding his monthly income, he almost had the mentality of "you can be content with your life". There is no way. In his previous life, he only earned seven or eight thousand at most in a month, and his ambitions were so great.

I was looking forward to whether to continue working on catering or speculating in real estate after earning one million, Qin Feng walked back to the store without real estate knowing it.

Wang Yanmei and Qin Jianguo had just returned from the farmers' market at this time, and they were unloading goods from the small three-wheeler.

When Wang Yanmei saw Qin Feng, she opened her mouth and asked, "How is the exam?"

"It's okay." Qin Feng walked up to help pick up a large bag of cauliflower, and changed the topic very naturally. "People can really eat it nowadays. They can eat so much cauliflower alone in one night."

"The leftovers every day are more than so many things thrown out!" Qin Jianguo was directly taken on the road by Qin Feng, and said with a sigh, "It's really a sin to waste so much food..."

"What kind of evil is it? Is it because I spend money to eat? Who is not like this? Every year during the Chinese New Year, when did I eat up all the whole table?" Wang Yanmei was repeatedly abducted by Qin Feng and Qin Jianguo, and couldn't help but follow her along.

...

At about the same time, the teacher who was invigilating for Qin Feng and the others had a kraft paper bag containing a thick stack of test papers and walked into the office with a tired face. Last night, he played mahjong all night and stopped working at around 7 a.m., took a cold shower to make himself a little more awake, and he hurried to the school. In those hours just now, he completely controlled his eyelids with his outstanding willpower, otherwise he would have fallen asleep in the classroom.

Sitting on the chair, he exhaled a long breath.

But I was complaining in my heart that the principal would not die well.

School was obviously started on September 6th, and there were so many other teachers in the school, but he was called to invigilate the exam and didn't even have overtime pay.

"It's all my fault for being too honest..." The invigilator muttered silently, opened the envelope, and took out all the papers inside.

Since they all came to be the invigilator, it was natural that the work of correcting the papers fell on him.

He took out a red pen from the pen holder that he hadn't used for a long time, took out a test paper from the middle, took a look at the name first, and suddenly became more energetic.

"This student is writing well... Qin Feng? Oh... I remembered that the principal carried the basket himself... Is that a big deal?" The invigilator muttered, not even looking at the mood of turning it over. With a red pen, he wrote two words at the top of the paper: Pass.
Chapter completed!