Zhou Xiayu's words confirmed Wang Peng's guess.
He wanted to storm into Class 8 again, drag Wang Cheng to the rooftop, and give him a good beating.
Thinking about it carefully, using violence alone is meaningless.
"President Zhou, will your student council not deal with students who maliciously spread rumors, even those who spread rumors about the principal?"
Zhou Xiayu smiled slightly.
“He’s only been a student for less than a week and he’s already brought us sponsorship. If we kick him out right away, it’ll be a slap in the face to the student council.”
Wang Peng sneered, "So you're going to tolerate this kind of academic failure just to save face for the student council?"
In Wang Peng's opinion, it wouldn't be excessive to fire this kind of person.
“Come with me,” Zhou Xiaoyu said. “Let’s go report to the principal and ask for his opinion.”
The two left the teaching building and went to the principal's office.
After listening to Zhou Xiayu's report, Xu Wei immediately frowned, narrowed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.
"It's difficult to find evidence for this kind of thing. Based on your side of the story, you can't prove that Wang Cheng is spreading rumors."
Wang Peng smiled wryly.
He guessed correctly; the principal was still considering the bigger picture.
It seems impossible to dismiss Wang Cheng by spreading rumors.
Zhou Xiaoyu smiled, as if to say, "Now you believe me, right? The principal's ideas are different from ours."
“But we can’t just let it go like this.” A ruthless glint flashed in Xu Wei’s eyes. “Xia Yu, find a suitable opportunity to expel him from the student council.”
"Please rest assured, Principal," Zhou Xiaoyu quickly stated, "The Student Union will resolutely not allow any bad apples to remain."
Xu Wei nodded, "You can go out first, I need to say a few words to Wang Peng."
Zhou Xiayu turned and left the office, gently closing the door behind her.
Xu Wei opened the drawer, took out a notebook, flipped through a few pages, and said, "You did well in this math competition."
"Oh? What score did you get?" Wang Peng didn't know his score yet.
Xu Wei said, "Only six students in the whole school scored over 80 points, and you are one of them. Your score is 89."
Wang Peng smiled slightly; now he could legitimately meet his wife.
"The day after tomorrow at noon, the school will arrange for the six of you to go to the provincial capital experimental high school to participate in the second round of the competition the day after tomorrow."
"Wang Peng, are you confident you can get a ranking and bring glory to our Ping An Xinyi Middle School?"
Wang Peng immediately straightened his back and exclaimed, "Yes!"
Actually, no, he doesn't care whether he gets a ranking or not.
"Okay, go back and get ready." Xu Wei took out the newspaper from the table.
"Goodbye, Principal." Wang Peng turned and left.
As we arrived at the teaching building and stepped into the classroom, the students burst into applause.
"Brother Peng, you and Mengjiao are going to the provincial capital to participate in a competition."
"Wow, Peng, you're awesome! You got 89 points! Even the senior students in the third year of high school didn't get as many points as you."
"Applause! Applause! Peng Ge is awesome!"
"..."
"Students, please calm down." Wang Peng waved to them and returned to his seat with a smile.
On the desk were math competition exam papers.
After the applause ended, Du Lei whispered, "Brother Peng, I just talked to Wang Cheng, and I suspect he's the one spreading rumors."
Wang Peng nodded. "How did you negotiate? Did you beat him up?"
"I originally wanted to beat him up," Du Lei sneered. "That kid didn't dare to come up to the rooftop with me, and there were so many people in the classroom, so I couldn't really do anything."
"Brother Lei, don't worry about this, I'll handle it myself," Wang Peng said.
Just then, the school bell rang, and the students prepared for class.
Before long, the physics teacher walked into the classroom, opened the textbook, and began to explain Newton's second law of motion.
Halfway through the class, Li Mengjiao quietly passed me a note.
It reads above,
"There were six of us going to the provincial capital's experimental high school for a competition. I heard we were taking a sleeper train, and I was the only girl there."
"I don't want to take a sleeper berth, and I don't want to sleep in the same place with a lot of strange men."
"You talk to my dad about it, and we'll drive to the provincial capital."
Wang Peng was both amused and exasperated. He picked up his pen and replied to her, "You're so dramatic!"
During the last self-study period, the six participating candidates were called to the principal's office for a meeting.
The principal rambled on for a long time, but it all boiled down to one sentence: Good luck and get good grades.
After school, Wang Peng and Li Mengjiao returned to Xiaowangzhuang and went to Li Mengjiao's house to discuss driving to the provincial capital for the competition.
Knowing his daughter disliked train travel, Li Longfei said, "Xiaopeng, I might not have time to take you to the provincial capital the day after tomorrow."
He took out a train ticket to Shenzhen, saying, "I'm going there tomorrow to investigate the videotape market."
“I can drive,” Wang Peng said. “Don’t buy the videotapes for now. Bring me the list of videos, and we’ll look at them together.”
"Okay." Li Longfei took out his car keys and handed them to Wang Peng. "Don't drive too fast, and be careful on the road."
Wang Peng put the keys in his pocket, went home, ate dinner, and then rode his bicycle straight to Hope Bookstore.
"Old Li, I'm going to the provincial capital for an exam the day after tomorrow. Can I bring you some goods?" he asked.
“Sure.” Li Xiwang’s face lit up immediately. He opened a drawer and took out a list. “I was just about to go to the provincial capital to stock up on goods.”
The list reads: Math workbooks, 100 books, 20 cents.
Two hundred math workbooks, five cents each.
One hundred ordinary pencils cost five cents.
There are also pencil sharpeners, erasers, pencil cases, and more than a dozen other stationery items.
Wang Peng put the list in his pocket and said, "Okay, let's go with the specifications and unit prices listed here, shall we?"
Li Xiwang nodded, "Brother, you have money, so you can stock up on more goods and supply them to us."
"Oh dear, what money do I have? Who told you that?" Wang Peng patted his pockets. "I'm so poor I can't even afford to eat."
"Come on, why are you complaining to me about being poor?" Li Xiwang laughed. "You're definitely richer than me."
The two chatted for a few more minutes, and then Wang Peng rode his bicycle to the Heping convenience store.
When the shop owner saw him, she hurriedly came out from behind the counter.
“Little brother, I’m not short of stock,” she said. “You just sent me fifty sets of ballpoint pens yesterday, have you forgotten?”
"I haven't forgotten," Wang Peng said with a smile. "I'm going to the provincial capital for a math competition the day after tomorrow. Do you want me to bring you some stuff? Are you short of any?"
The proprietress was taken aback for a moment, then immediately smiled and said, "Oh, I'm short of pencils. Bring me two pencils, the kind without erasers."
She took a pencil from the counter and said, "Bring me a few more of these pencil cases and ballpoint pens..."
Ten minutes later, she saw Wang Peng off at the door, and the two said goodbye with smiles.
Wang Peng moved on to the next company.
Logistics are underdeveloped now, so they all have to go to the provincial capital to buy goods themselves.
Whether you travel by train, car, or motorcycle, it requires manpower and money.
They were naturally more than happy to have Wang Peng help them sell their products.
"Once I've saved enough money, I'll buy a small truck, drive to the provincial capital to buy goods, and then wholesale them to them."
He rode his bicycle around the county town, visiting each of his ballpoint pen customers.
I got home when it got dark, and I had a lot of orders. I finished my homework as quickly as possible and started sorting the orders.
At this time, Chen Qingshu and Li Fang returned home.
Wang Peng said, "Sister Fang, do you need me to help you sell your goods? I'm going to the provincial capital the day after tomorrow."
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