But this guy really wasn't a good person. He was particularly fond of pretty female students and always got uncomfortably close to them. When talking face-to-face, his mouth would be so close it nearly touched theirs, as if he desperately wanted to kiss them.

Moreover, he was especially greedy, always finding ways to get money from students. He would often hold extra classes as an excuse to collect tutoring fees. He would also frequently print test papers and make the students take exams, which was just another way to collect a fee for the papers.

The homeroom teacher probably didn't expect Yi Haiyang's mother to show up and question him about why he was deliberately targeting Yi Anguo.

The homeroom teacher said to Yi Haiyang's mother, "Yi Anguo isn't your son. Why do you care so much?"

"You often don't let him attend your class, punishing him by making him stand outside. Then when his exam results are poor, you blame him. What kind of teacher are you?" Auntie Yue Hua confronted him directly.

"He's naughty and disobedient, so of course, I have to punish him! If he were obedient, why would I punish him? Why wouldn't I punish other students?" the homeroom teacher argued defensively.

"By 'disobedient,' you just mean anyone who ranks low in your English class, so you have to punish them," Auntie Yue Hua retorted. "As far as I know, Yi Anguo's grades aren't bad at all. Except for your English class, his scores in other subjects are quite good.

"In the last midterm exams, he placed third in Chinese, sixth in politics, fourth in history, fifth in biology, eighth in mathematics, and seventh in physics. Are these the poor grades you're talking about?"

"Then why did he score sixth from the bottom in English? Isn't that deliberately targeting me? How could I not be angry?" the homeroom teacher said resentfully, being young and headstrong.

"Who decided that getting poor grades is a personal attack against you? In a class of more than fifty students, can every single one of them rank in the top ten?" Auntie Yue Hua questioned him again. "We're all from the countryside; which of our families is wealthy? Which of our parents have it easy? They send their children to school hoping you'll teach them well, but you just kick students out if their grades are poor.

"I've already asked around. You've been a homeroom teacher for less than a semester, and you've already driven several students with poor academic performance out of the school, preventing them from continuing their studies. All because you think students with low grades will drag down your class average and affect your class's ranking as number one in the school.

"If every teacher operated like you, then each class would only need to keep the top ten students. The rest could just be sent straight home.

"You only feel that he's targeting you, but have you ever considered that you're targeting him? Why do you have such a poor impression of him? Why do you punish him so often, making him stand outside instead of attending class? If you don't even let him listen to the lesson, how can you possibly expect his grades to improve?

"I've already asked Yi Anguo about it. Wasn't it just because he was walking by the classroom door after class when a patch of repaired plaster fell off the wall? You immediately decided it was his fault and demanded he pay for it. When he refused, you threatened to call his parents. Isn't that what happened?

"On what grounds did you demand money from him? Even if compensation was needed, it shouldn't be paid to you, right? The school should be the one to collect the money, so why should it go to you?

"I also asked my son. That patch of plaster on the wall already had a huge crack and could have fallen at any time. Yi Anguo just had the bad luck of walking past when it happened to fall, and you just happened to be there to see him.

"You demanded five yuan from him. Do you think five yuan is a small amount? Have you forgotten how poor your own family was when you were a student? Could you have afforded five yuan back then?

"Yi Anguo's family might not be as poor as yours was, but they aren't much better off. His parents are elderly. When you told him to go home and ask his parents for the money, did you ever stop to consider his situation?

"Have you ever tried putting yourself in his shoes? If you were him, what would you do?

"As a teacher, can't you be a bit more open-minded? Can't you show a little more care and concern for your students?

"Where is your professional integrity?"

At that moment, the head of instruction happened to walk by. Auntie Yue Hua didn't hide anything. She recounted the entire incident from beginning to end and asked the head of instruction to say a word in the name of fairness.

Yi Anguo never found out what happened after that. All he knew was that by the next semester, the Chinese teacher had become their new homeroom teacher. As a result, Yi Anguo's life became much easier, especially since his Chinese scores were excellent.

Later, when his mother fell seriously ill, Auntie Yue Hua had come to visit more than once. Each time, she would leave a little money—only fifty yuan, but it wasn't a small amount back then. Considering they were just people from the same village and not truly related, this was a significant kindness. When Yi Anguo's own cousins came to visit, they would give ten or twenty yuan at most.

Yi Anguo had always been grateful to Auntie Yue Hua. But in his previous life, before his rebirth, he had never been well-off, so he could only bury that gratitude deep in his heart. The ancients often said that when you're poor, you focus on your own well-being, but when you're rich, you should help the world.

Now that Yi Anguo had some money and ability, he naturally hoped for a chance to use his own means to repay those who had been good to him and helped him.

Some time had passed since their first meeting, and in that time, Yi Haiyang, his wife, and Auntie Yue Hua had come to learn a fair bit about Yi Anguo. For instance, the property management of their community belonged to Yi Anguo, and the Guohui Fresh Supermarket was run by him, his third-eldest sister, and her husband. There was also the Anju Real Estate Agency, which Yi Anguo owned. And while the Chuan Yu Restaurant wasn't his, it was opened by his girlfriend.

A quick mental tally made it clear that Yi Anguo was doing much better than Yi Haiyang and his wife. Not only did he earn more, but he was also the boss. They, on the other hand, were still employees, even if their income was decent.

"Anguo! I've asked you to come over for dinner several times, but you never do. Instead, you're always treating us to good food here. If this keeps up, we'll be too embarrassed to come," Auntie Yue Hua said with a laugh. Seeing how successful and capable Yi Anguo had become made her genuinely happy for him.

Li Sisi, who was also there, chimed in with a smile, "It's fine. It's our own restaurant, so it doesn't cost much—just the price of the groceries. You're all from the same village as Anguo. Being able to sit together and share a meal here is a rare and wonderful thing!"

"From now on, you're one of us from the village too, haha!" Yi Haiyang said with a hearty laugh.

"Anguo, don't you have a daughter? Why didn't you bring her along for dinner?" Auntie Yue Hua asked.

"Oh, her! She's being looked after. My eldest sister's daughter is here, and she's playing with my daughter and my third sister's son!" Yi Anguo replied quickly with a smile.

Li Sisi felt a pang of sadness. Of course, she was already aware of Hu Jing's existence. It was because her father had opposed her relationship with Yi Anguo that Hu Jing had gotten her chance. Furthermore, Yi Xinyi had already started calling Hu Jing "Mom" and was living with her long-term. Hu Jing even personally handled dropping off and picking up the child from kindergarten. In contrast, she had fallen one step behind and was now lagging in every respect.

"That's good to hear," Auntie Yue Hua said. "It's just a pity your parents aren't here to enjoy this fortune. If they were still alive to see how well you're doing, they would be so relieved."

Once everyone had nearly finished eating and drinking, Yi Anguo finally turned to Yi Haiyang to discuss business.

"Haiyang! Do you know about online shopping sites like Taobao and eBay?" Yi Anguo asked.

"Of course, I do! I work in the internet industry, so how could I not know about Taobao and eBay?" Yi Haiyang nodded.

"What about Qiangdong Multimedia? Are you familiar with it?" Yi Anguo continued.

"I know that one too," Yi Haiyang replied. "It's a website that specializes in selling computers and other goods. It's not very large-scale, but it has some name recognition."

"Why are you asking about all this? You're not thinking of investing in an online shopping website, are you?"

"What? You don't think it's a good idea?" Yi Anguo countered.

"It's hard to say. Sites like Taobao and eBay face intense competition. The initial investment is huge and burns through cash. It might take years to turn a profit, and they rely entirely on venture capital to stay afloat," Yi Haiyang explained. "Qiangdong Multimedia, without that financial backing, can't afford to burn cash. That's why its influence is low and its annual transaction volume isn't much. It's just barely staying afloat. If you want to expand quickly and grow your business, you absolutely have to bring in venture capital and increase the variety of goods you offer."

"I don't want to follow Taobao's model, or Qiangdong's model, and certainly not eBay's model," Yi Anguo said after a moment of thought.

"Then what kind of model are you thinking of?" Yi Haiyang asked, puzzled.

"What do you think about moving the supermarket business online?" Yi Anguo proposed.

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