Recruitment

"Who are you looking for?"

At the entrance of Zhuyuan Sixth House, Aunt Xia looked vigilantly at the woman outside the access control.

It seems like I'm a job, but I'm holding a duck neck and a big bottle of Coke.

As an excellent dormitory manager of Zhuyuan Student Apartment, Aunt Xia is sure that there is no such number one student in the dormitory.

"I am the counselor of the 22-level accounting, Zhang Xiaotian--"

Zhang Xiaotian took out her work permit with some difficulty and handed it over through the access control.

"The students in our class live here, and I want to see what the children in our class are, the dormitory environment and the atmosphere."

"School of Accounting, Graduate School?"

Aunt Xia glanced at a card in her hand and raised her eyebrows.

Who are you fooling about this?! Do she not know Chinese characters?

"Ahhh-I took the wrong one."

Zhang Xiaotian quickly changed one and explained with a embarrassed smile.

"This, this, that is my one-card card from last year. I just stayed at school this year."

"Oh. Teacher Xiao Zhang - it's good to stay in school."

Aunt Xia carefully compared the photos on the teacher's work permit and opened the access control with a clear look on her face.

There are quite a few postgraduate students staying on campus, most of them start with counselors.

This kind of new teacher who has just started working is much more enthusiastic about work.

"Your Accounting Academy's dormitory-"

"Well, I have statistics."

Zhang Xiaotian smiled shyly and raised the folder under her arm.

As a counselor, she still has basic information on students in the class, although she is not here to check the bed today.

…………

Bang.

"Zhao Huanxi!"

A few minutes later, the door of the 803 House was pushed open.

Zhang Xiaotian, who had just smiled shyly, rushed in angrily.

"Ah, counselor Xiao Zhang is here, duck neck duck neck-"

Before Zhang Xiaotian could get angry, Zhao Huanxi took the Coke and duck neck from her extremely smoothly.

The folding small square table has been unfolded in the middle of the dormitory, and several water cups are ready.

"Shake, Coke-Luo, go and open a bag of melon seeds..."

Tang Qingying skillfully arranged the newcomers in the dormitory.

In less than half a minute, the room was decorated like a grand tea party.

"you……"

"Don't worry, don't worry, there's no big problem."

Zhao Huanxi held Zhang Xiaotian with both hands and interrupted the other party's questioning first.

She said calmly while handing the Coke and duck neck to Zhang Xiaotian.

"Come on, have a drink! Take a duck neck and listen to Huanghuang's analysis."

"Sway?"

"I'm here~"

Xia Zhaoyao raised her hand and sat cross-legged on the chair and asked.

"Sister Tiantian, first of all, I want to know, what has the progress of the school?"

"Just... I just sent all the messages in the counselor's work--"

"Then there is no need to worry."

Xia Zhaoyao breathed a sigh of relief and waved her hand indifferently.

She thought they had already been pulled out, but she didn't expect that it was just the beginning.

It is September 1st now, and the school's response speed is the most ideal situation.

Of course, this "most ideal" is naturally from the perspective of Huantang Wanshi House.

The old book plan is to directly apply for the millions of textbook fees at Huaijiang University, which is a condition that we knew from the beginning.

Ultimately, what they do is to make profits through "crazy" price wars, raw, but particularly effective.

"Sister Tiantian, well, Teacher Xiao Zhang, can I ask you a question?"

"Um?"

"Do you think we've caused a huge loss to the school and are getting into big trouble now?"

Zhang Xiaotian nodded very simply.

It's like a heartless extrajudicial madman asking why he was wanted.

"I don't know what plans do you have in the future," Zhang Xiaotian continued with a serious expression. "But now the school leaders are paying close attention to this matter. The amount of old book transactions you triggered has completely broken the original balance. At this moment, all the counselors in the school are working overtime, asking about collecting prepayments about textbooks. This is definitely not an irrelevant little thing."

"I reviewed and approved the old book plan of Huantang Wanshi House at the beginning, and you also have an additional sponsorship from me in your startup capital-"

Zhang Xiaotian pushed her glasses and looked at the Coke, which was still bubbling in her hands with a frown.

"If it's really involved accountability, you must at least let me know how to take the blame."

"Pick up the pot?"

"Of course, I am a senior and major shareholder of the entrepreneurial base—"

Zhang Xiaotian smiled and said, "Now you have the status of a counselor. As a teacher and senior, you should be responsible at this time."

"Besides, I don't think you made any principled mistakes. They just touched the adults' cake. This is not the student's fault."

Such words were said from Zhang Xiaotian.

She is obviously just an old senior who has just stayed at school to teach and usually comes to have a good meal with a shame.

However, in a critical moment, she acted so naturally, as if she was planning to do so.

"...It's really sweet--no wonder your mind was deceived into breaking the company."

Zhao Huanxi gave her a look in disgust and walked behind Xia Zhaoyao to wrap her shoulders.

"Come on, shy, tell you what the real capitalist is like for the counselor."

"If the income from the textbook is calculated as the school's fiscal revenue, then we are 100% unsuccessful. However, the prepayment of the textbook is not like this. Whether it is 10,000 or 10 million, the final financial statements of the school will be subjects that will be reduced to zero. We are not making money from the school, but using the school as the battlefield and eating a bite of the cake from outside publishers."

Xia Zhaoyao understood this from the beginning. She was not a lunatic and would not really put herself on the opposite side of the school.

"The choice of thousands of parents is the free choice of the market economy, and even schools cannot make time reverse."

"There are still inventory of old books worth tens of thousands of yuan in the old book warehouse, and it will become increasingly difficult to sell as the semester begins."

"so……"

Xia Zhaoyao looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said frankly.

"We urgently need a competent and sufficient background takeover - the school."

"Teacher Xiao Zhang, you can report directly to the school now and become a stop to turn the tide."

Zhang Xiaotian was silent for a moment.

"Well...what are you talking about? Why should the school take the initiative to take over?"

"Two options-"

Xia Zhaoyao raised two fingers and replied with a smile.

"The school requires that the transaction of old books be stopped, so in order to reduce storage, we can only complete the clearance in the form of free gifts."

"Free clearance--" Tang Qingying held the water cup, sipped the happy water inside, muttering.

"Then this is not a small matter. More than one hundred thousand funds are enough to completely destroy the environment on campus."

"Why..."

"Because we are still here, we can still eat it in stock."

Xia Zhaoyao laughed, and the unsettling danger bloomed in her shy smile.

"Or the school has a second choice, endorse us as the school and recruit us wandering soldiers and scattered heroes."
To be continued...