The address of Longteng Tattoo Shop is on a small street surrounded by residential areas. It is usually frequented by fashionable young people. There are really few people who are involved in society. Instead, there are always some ignorant students who come here to pretend to be sophisticated, especially students from the three nearby vocational high schools.
The vast majority were persuaded to quit by Ling Shuang.
She requires all children who come to get tattoos to show their ID cards, and those under the age of 20 will not be accepted.
The students don’t understand. If business comes to you, you just make money. Why do you turn us away?
At first, Ling Shuang patiently explained the reasons to these kids, but later, seeing that these kids didn't listen at all, and some of them even learned how to disguise themselves, and after a crude disguise, they used their brother's or other adults' ID cards in an attempt to get through, Ling Shuang became impatient.
Especially some problematic girls with weird hairstyles and decadent expressions, they insisted that Ling Shuang tattoo the word "hate" on their wrists. Ling Shuang was speechless and said, "My child, if I really tattoo this on you, in a few years, you will really hate yourself for being so stupid."
Moreover, some children who have no hope of getting into college will choose to enlist in the army when they grow up, but they don’t know that tattoos will cause them to be persuaded to withdraw from the registration at the beginning, and they will also hate it!
Other tattoo shops are open until late at night, and business is especially booming on weekends. In order to avoid the work and rest schedules of these kids, Ling Shuang chose to work from 9 to 5, have two days off on weekends, and close the shop during winter and summer vacations.
Fortunately, I didn't plan to make a living from this restaurant, otherwise I would have been ruined by these little brats.
But Hu Guile thought that his mother's career was not going well and she had hit a bottleneck right at the beginning, so he racked his brains to find a solution for her.
After the high school entrance exam, she tinkered at home for over half a month and unexpectedly created a tattoo sticker. Although the pattern was still obviously crude compared to a real tattoo, it was still a huge improvement. The main thing was that this thing didn't exist on the market.
But it did exist in later generations and was very common.
Ling Shuang also became interested and helped her improve the formula, and then submitted a patent application to the State Intellectual Property Office in the name of Hu Guile.
After the patent was approved, she used the 50,000 yuan scholarship given by her daughter to purchase a small factory specializing in the production of this type of tattoo sticker.
It is easy to imagine how booming the business was. Hu Guile began to accumulate a huge fortune on her own in her first year of high school.
But she herself didn't know it and was still studying hard in high school. Ling Shuang, with the money he earned from tattoo stickers, started investing in fixed assets for his daughter.
Hu Guile is really blessed in this life. At least in terms of financial freedom, she achieved it much earlier than her peers.
Even if she does nothing in the future, she can still win by doing nothing.
Three years later, before the college entrance examination.
Ling Shuang looked at her daughter calmly: "So, what major are you planning to apply for?"
Hu Guile, who always had his own ideas, was very conflicted at this moment: "Mom, I want to be a police officer."
Ling Shuang raised an eyebrow: "The police are also very good! Mom won't object. What are you worried about?"
Hu Guile rubbed his nose and said anxiously, "But I also made a promise with my brother that I would go to Q University like him."
Ling Shuang laughed and touched the top of his daughter's head: "It doesn't matter. Even if you change your mind and apply to the police academy, I won't blame you. It's your own life, silly girl."
Hu Guile waved his hands anxiously: "Oh, Mom, no, no, that's not what I'm worried about now."
Ling Shuang gestured for her to explain clearly.
Hu Guile: "I want to be a police officer, but I don't want to be a district police officer. I want to do something challenging in the future. And... I also feel that with my grades, it would be a bit of a waste if I only applied to the police academy..."
Ling Shuang held her forehead with her hand. This child, with his good grades now, has become a small burden to her.
Before the two of them could come to a conclusion, Hu Guile, the head teacher, called and advised Ling Shuang earnestly that at such an important juncture in life, she must not let her child follow his temper, as the child's results might very well make him the top scorer in the city's college entrance examination this year.
The city's top scorer applied to the police academy? The academy's admissions office was amused, but wasn't that just ridiculous? The homeroom teacher couldn't understand it.
Her student is too opinionated and she can't persuade him, so she wants to seek allies from his parents. However, the parents are "unreasonable" and actually say that they respect their child's choice?
The teacher was so anxious that her mouth was covered with bubbles. She hung up the phone and paced around the office: Don't panic, don't panic, there must be a way to have the best of both worlds and make everyone happy.
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Later, Hu Guile applied to the medical department of Q University, an eight-year undergraduate, master's, and doctoral program. She aspired to become a forensic pathologist...
This major, uh, can be considered as a combination of the police academy and Q University, so they have the same goal.
After receiving the admission letter, Hu Guile expressed her desire to take a solo graduation trip, traveling around the country by train and seeing everywhere. At the end of August, she will go directly to Beijing, first meet up with her brother, and then report to the school.
She shook Ling Shuang's arm and said coquettishly, "Mom, mom, please agree, okay? Just based on your daughter's skills, what are you worried about?"
Hu Guile has been practicing free fighting for more than three years, and has always insisted on fitness. In these three years, she and Ling Shuang have gone for a morning run almost every morning. Ten kilometers is a piece of cake for her, and her physical fitness is excellent.
Moreover, in these three years, she was not just a nerd. Every winter and summer vacation, her mother would temporarily close the tattoo shop just to take her out to travel and see the world and broaden her horizons (fog). Therefore, she could easily handle the two-day and one-night train ride from K City to Beijing by herself.
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