So in the second year, he voluntarily reduced his share of the profits.
This year, before individual business owners could officially apply for business licenses, he had decisively withdrawn from the partnership of his own accord, leaving everyone plenty of dignity.
Once the two of them had settled the accounts, he received thirty thousand yuan in total.
Thirty thousand yuan in the eighties had some truly formidable purchasing power.
After all, the term "ten-thousand-yuan household" had only become popular in the past couple of years.
In June, with just a few days left before the high school entrance exams, a girl from Zhou Cheng's class chased after him from the school gates after school and confessed her feelings, her face red.
He did not reject her outright. He merely said one sentence, which sent her running off in anger.
Wu Shanshan happened to walk out of the school gates just in time to witness the scene.
Since they had entered junior high, the school had been cracking down hard on teenage romances.
Even though everyone knew their families were neighbors and they took the same route home, Wu Shanshan usually kept a little distance from Zhou Cheng, as though avoiding suspicion-at least along the stretch outside the school gates.
Today, however, watching that girl run away with her hands over her face, she hesitated for a moment, then actually approached him herself.
She put on an intrigued expression and asked with feigned nosiness, "Zhuang Jingcheng, was that your classmate? She wasn't... here to confess to you, was she?"
Whenever graduation season came around, there were always students who seized their last chance to declare their feelings.
Although Wu Shanshan was not in a graduating class, she had heard plenty through her classmates' gossip.
Zhou Cheng would leave the Affiliated Middle