Sometimes, Zhou Jiaxiang would even call on Zhou Jiasheng from the first wife's family to deal with Zhou Jiakai.

Zhou Jiaxiang is two years older than Zhou Jiakai, and Zhou Jiasheng is one year older than Zhou Jiakai. In a one-on-two situation, even if Zhou Jiakai tries his best, he always ends up at a disadvantage.

It can be said that Zhou Jiakai's childhood trauma was entirely caused by Zhou Jiaxiang.

Zhou Jiakai disliked Zhou Jiaxiang and Zhou Jiasheng. He even resented being Zhou Bingchen's son.

Other fathers would stand up for their sons, but his father was thousands of miles away. Every time he was beaten, Zhou Jiakai was afraid of upsetting Zhao Zhenzhu, so he didn't even dare to go home to complain.

A few days ago, after learning that his father Zhou Bingchen was not Zhou Fugui's biological son and that he was not Zhou Jiaxiang's cousin, Zhou Jiakai was so happy that he wanted to set off a string of firecrackers to get rid of the bad luck.

"How could you not have money? I saw you and that chubby kid buying a bag of sunflower seeds at the school gate at noon!" Zhou Jiaxiang said angrily.

Zhou Jiaxiang arrived at noon, but he was a little late.

By the time he tried to stop Zhou Jiakai, Zhou Jiakai and Xiao Pang had already gone into the school, each carrying a bag of sunflower seeds.

There are security guards at the school gate.

Zhou Jiaxiang didn't have a student ID, so the security guard wouldn't let him in, and he had no choice but to leave disappointed.

"You were following me? Zhou Jiaxiang, you're disgusting." Zhou Jiakai said with disgust.

"Are you going to take the money or not? If you're not, don't blame me for being impolite!" Zhou Jiaxiang, enraged, pulled out a fruit knife from his back and pointed it at Zhou Jiakai.

Zhou Jiakai was sweating profusely.

In the past, when Zhou Jiaxiang bullied Zhou Jiakai, he would at most punch him a few times. But today, he even pulled out a knife.

It looks like this matter won't end well today.

The street was quiet; there wasn't a soul in sight.

Zhou Jiakai had no choice but to find a way to save himself.

Although Zhou Jiakai was nervous, he remembered a story that Zhao Zhenzhu had told him the day before yesterday.

A young man was robbed at knifepoint.

The young man had five yuan in his wallet, but he refused to give it to the assailant and fought with him. In the end, the young man was stabbed several times by the assailant and died.

The young man's parents were devastated and committed suicide after holding his funeral.

The entire family of three died.

After telling this story, Zhao Zhenzhu warned Zhou Jiakai and his sister that they should always put their own safety first, no matter what.

If you encounter thugs who try to rob you, don't fight them like that young man did; it's better to pay to avoid trouble.

Money can be earned back, but life is gone, and you have nothing left.

"I...I used the money I brought to buy sunflower seeds at noon, and I don't have...I don't have many cents left," Zhou Jiakai said hurriedly, realizing this.

"Give them all to me." Zhou Jiaxiang held out his palm to Zhou Jiakai.

Zhou Jiakai remained silent, turned over all the pockets on his clothes and pants, and pulled out a handful of coins and a few small bills.

Zhou Jiaxiang's eyes lit up.

He knew Zhou Jiakai was quite wealthy; judging by the looks of it, there should be at least six or seven cents here.

Zhou Jiakai had been staring at Zhou Jiaxiang. Seeing that Zhou Jiaxiang was a little distracted, he hurriedly threw the money in Zhou Jiaxiang's direction and shouted, "Here you go!"

After shouting, Zhou Jiakai turned around and ran away.

Zhou Jiaxiang wanted to chase after it, but he was afraid that someone would pick up the money on the ground.

Anyway, seeing that Zhou Jiakai had taken out all his money, he figured that if he caught up with him, he would at most beat Zhou Jiakai up.

Zhou Jiaxiang is still hungry!

It takes strength to beat someone up.

Ignoring Zhou Jiakai's escape, Zhou Jiaxiang squatted down and picked up the scattered coins on the ground.

By the time Zhou Jiaxiang finished picking up the money, Zhou Jiakai had already vanished without a trace.

"Pah! Next time I catch you, I'll beat you up!" Zhou Jiaxiang spat on the ground angrily and cursed.

The Zhao family.

Today is the mid-month accounting day, and Zhao Zhenzhu carefully checked the accounts.

Seeing that there were no mistakes, Zhao Zhenzhu stood up and stretched.

Recently, the hair accessory business has been booming.

After adding several new hair accessories, Zhao Zhenzhu's income began to surge this month.

After this dividend distribution, Zhao Zhenzhu now has more than 70,000 yuan in her hands.

In this day and age, households with 10,000 yuan haven't even appeared yet! Zhao Zhenzhu's 70,000 yuan still has a lot of purchasing power.

Having been a businessman in her previous life, Zhao Zhenzhu couldn't bear to see money sitting idle during the capital accumulation period.

But the stock market hasn't even started yet!

Zhao Zhenzhu was unwilling to deposit money in the bank to earn interest.

Peach Blossom Town was a small place. Unlike in later generations, bank employees there weren't as secretive about customer information.

If Zhao Zhenzhu deposits this 70,000 yuan in the bank, it won't be long before many people in Peach Blossom Town know that Zhao Zhenzhu has made a fortune.

Seventy thousand yuan is enough to drive some bad people crazy.

If someone sets their sights on Zhou Jiakai and Zhou Yunyun, Zhao Zhenzhu will have nowhere to turn to for help.

For safety reasons, Zhao Zhenzhu always kept the money in her spatial storage.

Zhao Zhenzhu no longer wanted to continue running the factory.

Running a factory is a lot of work, it's exhausting.

If it weren't for helping He Bo out, Zhao Zhenzhu definitely wouldn't have started this clothing factory.

Zhao Zhenzhu's ideal way to make money is to earn it easily.

After much deliberation, Zhao Zhenzhu decided to use the money to buy a house in Beijing.

At that time, a courtyard house in Beijing cost only a few thousand yuan.

Thirty years from now, a courtyard house will be worth hundreds of millions!

Buying a house in Beijing is definitely a highly profitable investment.

Transportation was inconvenient at that time. Only the provincial capital had an airport, and plane tickets were not available to ordinary people; one had to be a government official to buy one.

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