Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

ee categories of different themes to display, textbooks, best-sellers, and comics.

He first ordered more than a dozen cardboard standees, then hired a few people to dress up as mascots and interact with the tourists.
In between, there will be fun and delicious stalls on Saturdays and Sundays! The whole city will celebrate the holidays together.

With the idea certain, everything moved extremely fast.

Peng Xingwang was responsible for inquiring about what comics and animations the students have been watching recently.
It was best to take a small notebook and fill out the wish list before calculating the ranking on popularity.

Jiang Wang went to apply for a permit with the fire department and the police station, as well as found enough small vendors to participate in the carnival.

There were a few plum blossom cakes and pork floss cake vendors invited.
He tried to pick clean shops with business licenses to set up stalls.

He also added some ring-toss games and fortune-telling booths with tarot cards to count the line of love, academics, and wealth, covering all levels from elementary to high school.

Peng Xingwang didn’t have time to think about life as he was busy with things.
Every morning, he visited households with his small notebook and collected information.
He also used a landline at home to chat with people.
His mouth had become sharper than ever before.

Jiang Wang also took this opportunity to get in touch with several elementary and high school principals in the city.
He inevitably found guests to have a drink with and unexpectedly gained a lot of new friends.

A vice principal even decided on the spot for Peng Xingwang to come to their school to study in high school.
Regardless if he scored low in the entrance examination.

Jiang Wang drank a large glass on the spot and looked so drunk that he was about to speak nonsense, but he was careful with his words and actions.

The scale of his company was growing day by day, and all the employees had to be personally inspected by him before being hired, each one more capable than the other.

Nearly half of City A knew Jiang Wang, even if they didn’t know him personally, they have heard of or visited the four bookstores he opened.

——After the last 5,000 copy incident, the scale of the warehouse had further increased.
A new store had also been renovated and opened at lightning speed.

Jiang Wang emptied several containers of No.
93 gasoline for the carnival.
In the end, he fell asleep and still dreamed about doing business.

He worked meticulously and strictly guarded against incidents such as fires and stampedes.
Especially now in 2006, when the restrictions were looser, he paid attention to everything properly.
The management plans were constantly revised, to the point where his employees wondered where the boss got so many ideas from.

He could even recite the map of the city with his eyes closed.
Where the industrial zone was, where the delicious honey-glazed pork chop restaurant was, and which communities have the most pocket money for children.

As he circled back to the old town area, he saw Peng Jiahui Ieaning on a trash can drinking in broad daylight.

From a conventional perspective, Peng Jiahui, who was addicted to alcohol and often beat children, looked like a very unpleasant villain, dirty and unkempt

But it was a bit funny to see such a villain drinking next to the trash can with a melancholy face.

Jiang Wang placed his hands on the steering wheel and watched his father shaking and drinking messily, wondering if he had a tendency towards masochism.

He still chose to stop and walk over once again.

Peng Jiahui slouched and drank sadly.
He didn’t care about the eyes of the people around him as well as how they covered their noses when passing him.

Then he saw Jiang Wang coming over.

He tried to sit up a little straighter in a panic and then realized that he was leaning against a trash can, neither standing nor sitting.

Jiang Wang wore a suit and leather shoes.
He combed his hair back and sat next to the trash can with Peng Jiahui in a leisurely motion.

“Haven’t I just fished you out of the inpatient department a few days ago?” Jiang Wang looked at his watch, “It’s only half past four in the afternoon.
Have you been fired from work?”

“No,” Peng Jiahui shook his head with tears in his eyes, “I have finished my work assignment.”

It’s okay as long as I finish work on time.

Jiang Wang looked at him with a sad look, but his tone was playful, “Then what?”

“And then—” Peng Jiahui belched, he raised his head and chugged the alcohol with tears streaming down his face, “Xiaoyan and the yellow fish seller were both in my bed.”

He raised his hand and used the bottom of the bottle to hit his head as if trying to knock off the invisible green hat[1]cuckold; the partner is cheating on them on it.

“One after another, why are they all like this!” The middle-aged man cried with a sad face, “I’m rubbish! Waste! A failure!”

Indeed, he was.

Jiang Wang was in a good mood seeing him miserable like this.
He felt he was too tired from work and needed to take a break.
He sat next to him and lit a cigarette.
He also took out from his pocket the half-pack of paper that Peng Xingwang hadn’t used last time.

How come both the father and son were like this, he obviously felt that he didn’t have this kind of comedy talent in him.

Peng Jiahui’s action of blowing his nose was exactly the same as Peng Xingwang’s, pitiful as if he had been bullied miserably.

“Do you know what she said?” The middle-aged man wiped his face violently with the tissue, “She said that I run around the factory every day, and the motor oil was more smelly than the yellow fish seller.

“Then Xiaoyan deleted my phone number in front of me, and left with her nose high in the air! I’m so stupid!”

Peng Jiahui took a deep breath and said solemnly, “Let me tell you, love is a bad thing.”

“Don’t touch love even if you touch tobacco or wine!!!”

Jiang Wang rubbed his nose and reluctantly accepted the first life lesson given to him by his biological father.

“Don’t touch it,” he just found it funny.
“Then you shouldn’t touch it either.”

When one’s experience and income were higher than that of one’s biological parents, it seems that many unresolved thoughts could be easily brushed off.

He had too many advantages now, even sitting next to the trash can and Peng Jiahui felt like they were people from two different worlds.

“I can’t touch it anymore.” Peng Jiahui felt particularly melancholic, “I’m such a waste.”

“Then stop being a waste.”

The middle-aged man twitched for a moment, then wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

“Is it that simple?”

“It’s that simple.” Jiang Wang’s mobile phone in his pocket vibrated again, probably news related to the carnival.

He suddenly remembered something and patted Peng Jiahui on the shoulder.

“Do you want to sell cotton candy?”

Peng Jiahui was stunned in place and repeated, “Me? Sell cotton candy?”

“That’s right.” Jiang Wang threw the mineral water bottle that was poking his buttocks in the trash can, and said naturally: “There’s a carnival I’m organizing and I need someone to sell cotton candy.”

“I’ll rent you the machine, and the booth fee will be waived, so you can just come and have some fun.”

It was the first time Peng Jiahui heard this kind of thing, touching his head he said, “Can I do it? But I can cook, I can cut cucumbers into very fine strips, so it should be okay?”

“Come, get up,” Jiang Wang propped his arms up, “You go and change into some decent clothes first.”