Yao Bin was right, Zhou Jing was indeed in trouble. Not far from the school gate, he saw three boys standing on the playground. The leader was Yang Wenhao. Yang Wenhao stood out due to his height advantage.
He is the monitor of Class 1, Grade 3. He is usually close to his teachers and manages the relationship with his classmates well. Because his family is wealthy and spends a lot of money, he has high prestige in the class and he often has several followers around him.
And the most important thing is that Yang Wenhao likes the little beauty Qi Qingning, he likes her very much!
Although this matter has not been made public, many students know about it, and teachers have also heard about it.
However, for top students, teachers are willing to turn a blind eye as long as it does not affect their studies. What's more, the senior year of high school is about to pass, and there are many things that they can't control even if they want to.
"Zhou Jing, come here, I have something to ask you." Yang Wenhao showed off his airs as a monitor and waved to him from a distance, looking arrogantly.
Zhou Jing stopped, narrowed his eyes, looked at Yang Wenhao for a few times, and said calmly: "You called me?"
Yang Wenhao folded his arms and said in an unkind tone: "You are the only one in the school named Zhou Jing. Who else can I call you if I don't call you?"
Zhou Jing smiled and said tit for tat: "My memory is good, but my brain is not very bright!"
Yang Wenhao's expression changed slightly and he frowned: "What do you mean?"
Zhou Jing put away his smile and said lightly: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't call me here and there. You are the monitor, not the governor!"
"You..." Yang Wenhao was choked and did not speak for a long time. He had never thought that Zhou Jing would dare to contradict him in public. He couldn't help but became angry and shouted: "Okay, Zhou Jing, you are crazy!
, why didn’t I realize before that you are so awesome!”
"It's not too late to know now!" Zhou Jing was too lazy to pay attention to him, leaving these words and not caring about Yang Wenhao's reaction, he pulled Yao Bin and left.
Yao Bin was a little dumbfounded and said in a panic: "Zhou Jing, what are you doing? You are dead this time!"
"Is it that serious?" Zhou Jing smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously.
Yao Bin became a little anxious and shouted in a low voice: "Zhou Jing, don't forget how the classmate who offended Yang Wenhao dropped out of school when he was a sophomore in high school!"
When this matter was mentioned, Zhou Jing's eyes became even colder, and he shook his head and said, "I haven't forgotten it, so I have always had a bad impression of him. Such an arrogant and domineering guy should let him get into trouble."
"Hey, buddy, don't you have a fever?" Yao Bin was startled and reached out to touch Zhou Jing's forehead.
Zhou Jing stepped aside, swatted his hand away, and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Fat Yao, if you have something to say, don't be careless!"
Yao Bin sighed, stretched out his arms, and said somewhat exaggeratedly: "Zhou Jing, I really don't want to lose you as a friend."
Zhou Jing was speechless and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just a few words, there's nothing to worry about."
Yao Bin shook his head and said worriedly: "This time is different. I have a hunch that Yang Wenhao will definitely take revenge on you!"
"Okay, I'll wait." Zhou Jing smiled faintly and did not take this matter to heart. In terms of his mind, he was really not interested in such a child's play-house game.
However, others did not think so. After the morning self-study bell rang, Yang Wenhao walked in from the outside in a swagger. He stood at the door and stared fiercely at Zhou Jing in the back seat, with a look of gnashing his teeth, obviously holding a grudge.
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Yang Wenhao has always been the focus of Class 1. His unusual behavior also attracted the attention of many people. Everyone turned back and followed his gaze, and some people began to whisper among themselves.
The sound of reading aloud in the classroom suddenly became deserted. Some well-informed classmates already knew the ins and outs of the matter, and looked at Zhou Jing from time to time, secretly sweating for him.
Zhou Jing noticed the strange atmosphere around him, but he didn't care about it. He was thinking more about how to pave the way for Li Jiani to do business, so that she could revitalize the clothing store business and develop it smoothly.
If clothing stores want to develop, they need to change their business models, and a trip to Lingnan is also imperative.
Moreover, before this trip, a detailed and thorough plan needs to be prepared in advance. Otherwise, with Li Jiani's current situation, even if she wants to do commissioned processing, based on both cost and profit considerations, no one will be willing to take the order.
son.
Fortunately, for Zhou Jing, this is not difficult. In fact, this business model does not require high technical content, and can even be realized through a simple copy model.
Conceptually speaking, as Peter Drucker, the management guru whom Zhou Jing highly admired, said: "The competition among enterprises today is not a competition between products, but a competition between business models."
However, any successful business model has to pay a high cost and even go through hardships in the process of maturing, before it can finally succeed and become popular.
The personality and commonality of business models determine that, except for some special industries, most mature and successful development models can be copied and successfully copied.
Just like the first VCD produced by Anhui Wanyan Company in 1992, which in turn gave rise to crazy piracy in the disc industry, where there is a real need, this simple copying model will always be unavoidable.
And this is also the fastest way to make money and the closest path to success. Zhou Jing is not a morally obsessive person, otherwise, he would not have achieved such brilliant achievements in his previous life.
For him, pragmatism is always more effective than idealism and more applicable to the current social game rules. As long as it does not touch the bottom line of the law, any method is worth trying.
While thinking about the details, he quickly sketched out his ideas in a notebook. When Zhou Jing was working on the plan, a small paper ball quietly fell on his desk at this moment.
Although Qi Qingning's movements were very small and very subtle, Zhou Jing still noticed that she had thrown the paper ball, turned around, smiled, and gently opened the paper ball.
But he saw it read: "Zhou Jing, there was no conflict between you and Yang Wenhao, right?"
Qi Qingning's pen calligraphy was very beautiful. Zhou Jing admired it for a while, then wrote a ball of paper and threw it over: "Nothing!"
"Is it because of my problem?"
"You think too much."
"I will explain it clearly to Yang Wenhao. I have nothing to do with you, and of course, I have nothing to do with him."
"I don't think it's necessary."
"No, the trouble started because of me, I can't just sit back and ignore it!"
"Girls, just study hard. Don't be so vain. It seems like the whole world revolves around you!"
"This is not vanity, this is responsibility. Anyway, I will take care of this matter!!!!!!!"
In the self-study class, the two of them kept passing paper balls. Seeing this sentence and the row of exclamation marks at the end, Zhou Jing wanted to laugh a little. Qi Qingning's personality has always been like this. Many girls encounter similar things.
, for fear of being avoided, how can she be so generous?
Of course, Zhou Jing really had no reason to pay attention to what happened on the playground, and whether Yang Wenhao made a fuss or not, it didn't matter to him.
If Yang Wenhao could calm down and talk to him calmly, he might even explain something, clarify the misunderstanding, and praise the other person for his good vision and finding a good girl.
After all, Qi Qingning is not only beautiful, but also has an incredible personality. She is lively and cute, and likes to help others enthusiastically. She is also a girl that Zhou Jing admires very much.
However, Yang Wenhao was assertive from the beginning and insisted on being superior to others. He shouted at him without any respect. This made Zhou Jing intolerable, so he fought tit for tat and refused to give in.
Although the movement of passing paper balls between the two people was very covert, it was still seen by someone who was interested, and Yang Wenhao, the class monitor, was naturally one of the people who was interested.
At this moment, Yang Wenhao felt sour, envious, and jealous. What was left was boundless anger. He raised his neck, widened his eyes, and stared at the two people's every move.
In fact, he originally didn't believe what happened yesterday and only regarded it as a joke that was not very true.
Yang Wenhao has always been arrogant and has a sense of superiority. He thinks that he is excellent, no matter in appearance, academics or family background. He is the favorite of parents and teachers, and is also a role model for his classmates. Some people even regard him as
A spiritual leader's casual words will be regarded as an imperial edict.
However, he had been chasing Qi Qingning for more than a year, during which he tried his best to lower his profile and deliberately try to please her, but he did not make the little beauty sway. All this time, Qi Qingning ignored him and rarely showed a smile.
Although Zhou Jing's academic performance is not bad and his appearance is pretty, he is extremely low-key and has a weak sense of presence. To him, he does not seem to pose much of a threat.
Therefore, when he heard the rumors, he just snorted and didn't have much reaction. The way he treated Zhou Jing this morning was also intended to give Zhou Jing a blow and make him be more honest. He really had no other intention.
But now, the situation has obviously changed. If nothing else, Qi Qingning, who has always studied hard and focused on nothing, when did she ever play a paper ball teasing game with a boy?
If it's just a whim, it's just for fun, but looking at Qi Qingning's current expression, he lowers his eyebrows and thinks for a while, and panics for a while. What on earth is going on?
At this moment, Yang Wenhao's face felt like a loud slap in the face, and it started to hurt. He really couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up his pen and wrote on the paper: "Qi Qingning, are you here?"
What to do? My patience has its limits, so don’t play with fire!"
After finishing writing, he crumpled the paper into a ball, stood up, and threw it forward. The paper ball fell on Qi Qingning's desk.
After Qi Qingning opened it, she glanced at it, frowned, threw the paper ball into the trash can, and continued to communicate with Zhou Jing.
Yang Wenhao was so angry after eating the soft nail that he cast a vicious look at Zhou Jing and said viciously: "Zhou Jing, you're done. If I don't kill you, my surname is not Yang!"
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