Since the argument in the community that night, neither husband nor wife mentioned the matter of opening a store.

Zhao Hongming is still running around in various companies in Jiangcheng, but unfortunately the ending is the same.

Either the company doesn't want him, or he looks down on the company.

After all this back and forth, it was the day when Zhao Huan started school.

"Dad, look, there are so many people!"

On this day, a family of three came to Qixing Experimental Middle School to report to Zhao Huan.

As soon as he arrived at the school gate, Zhao Huan said happily.

Zhao Hongming patted his son on the shoulder and said dotingly: "Haha, hurry up, let's go and see which class Huanhuan is in."

Two hours later, after completing all the formalities, the family sat in a milk tea shop sweating profusely.

"Huanhuan, please remember your classroom. School officially starts tomorrow. Don't go to the wrong classroom."

Qin Yali warned.

"I know, I know, I'm not a child anymore, how could I even go to the wrong classroom?" Zhao Huan was very dissatisfied with her mother's unnecessary reminder.

"Honey, I know that the tuition fee is 30,000, but he actually charges 2,000 for the clothing fee? Isn't this...a bit too much? Look, there is another 2,000 for the fee, what is this?

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Zhao Hongming sat aside, took out the receipt for the payment just now, and said with some dissatisfaction.

In his opinion, isn't a student's clothing just a school uniform? It can only cost two to three hundred yuan.

But Qixing actually charges two thousand. When he was paying just now, if there weren't too many people, he would have wanted to argue with the person who paid the fee.

"You don't know enough! Qixing Middle School's uniforms are all customized by famous brand manufacturers. It's not the price of a set. It has spring clothes, summer clothes and winter clothes!"

Regarding this point, Qin Yali found out clearly and explained with a smile.

"Do you think children going to school today are still like those of our time? A schoolbag and a few books can last for one semester. You, the times are improving, and so is education!" Seeing her husband, she was still a little worried.

Qin Yali couldn't help comforting her.

"But this progress is too outrageous. I just heard from other parents that the total cost of middle schools in Beicheng District is less than one thousand!" Zhao Hongming said angrily.

"It can't be compared. Beicheng District Middle School is public and Qixing is private. You have never been to Beicheng District Middle School. In terms of physical facilities, it is not as good as Qixing, let alone the teaching quality.
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Most of the teachers here in Qixing are graduates from famous normal universities. They are young and full of energy. Unlike those in Beicheng District, some teachers are close to retirement and are still in the graduating class of the third grade of junior high school.

What about the class! How can I teach good students with that energy?"

When it comes to education issues, Qin Yali naturally knows everything about them.

This is the difference between private middle schools and public schools.

For private schools like Qixing, grades are their only criterion for running a school. Teachers' salaries are linked to their grades. If you teach well, your salary will naturally be high. If your grades don't improve, not only will your salary be low, but you may also be fired.
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Although public schools also implement performance appraisals, compared to the private appraisal system, it is much gentler. As long as you don't lose your job, you can deduct money.

"The key is that we came to Qixing for the key high schools in Hanzhou. Beicheng District Middle School is cheaper, but that doesn't guarantee that Huanhuan will be admitted to the key high schools!"

In Qin Yali's mind, this is the ultimate goal of going to Qixing.

"Only good high schools..."

"Only by going to a good university can you find a good job in the future!"

Unexpectedly, just after Qin Yali said these words, Zhao Hongming and Zhao Huan looked at each other and answered in unison.

"Hahahaha!"

"You two are the only poor ones."

Zhao Hongming and his son were laughing so hard.

Qin Yali's views on education have been repeated so many times that their ears are almost getting numb after listening to them.

After such an interruption, Zhao Hongming stopped talking about money.

The three of them chatted and laughed in the milk tea shop and then went home. At Qixing Middle School, there were still many parents coming with their students, and everyone had excited smiles on their faces.

It seems that after entering Qixing Middle School, students' future will be bright.

In the evening, after helping Zhao Huan prepare school supplies, Qin Yali and her husband also returned to the bedroom.

Tomorrow, not only Zhao Huan will start school, but Qin Yali's own school will also start at the same time.

Zhao Hongming is the only idler left at home.

Qin Yali was applying a facial mask in front of the dressing table, while Zhao Hongming was leaning on the bed with his mobile phone and clicking something.

"What are you doing?" Qin Yali stretched her head out of curiosity.

"Honey, I've done the math. I just want to open a snack bar. It doesn't need to be big, and I don't need to hire people. I can support it by myself, and it only costs 50,000 yuan at most." Zhao Hongming said with some anxiety.

Hearing her husband mention this issue again, Qin Yali became very angry and said: "Fifty thousand yuan? What are you thinking? How can you open a store with fifty thousand yuan? Besides, where can you find fifty thousand yuan?

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Facing his angry wife, Zhao Hongming was not in a hurry, and patiently began to settle the accounts, "I still have more than 30,000 yuan in compensation, and the family's reserve fund is not moving. I borrowed 30,000 yuan from my credit card, and 60,000 yuan is enough."

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"No, I don't agree. I said Zhao Hongming, co-author, you not only want to use up your compensation, but you also want to borrow money! Can't you do something else?"

Qin Yali stood up suddenly and said loudly.

"Honey, listen to me, I can repay the money on the credit card in installments. As for Huanhuan's tuition, won't I have to wait until next year to pay the second payment? By that time, my store will definitely have made a profit.

, I won’t have no money to pay.

As for the house loan, use your salary to pay it off first. In three months, no, two months, I will definitely have income."

Zhao Hongming saw that his wife was already showing signs of going crazy, so he didn't mind. He just repeatedly emphasized that he would definitely make money by opening a store.

Seeing her husband acting like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, Qin Yali was furious, "Zhao Hongming, you don't know how the physical store has been in the past two years. Don't you know why you were fired? Even you are so

Big companies are unable to make ends meet. Why do you think your store will be booming as soon as it opens? Why can you definitely make money that others can’t?

Do you think you are the only one who has skills and others don’t?"

In Qin Yali's mind, although her husband's cooking skills are good, the economic environment in the past two years has caused countless physical stores to close down.

Zhao Hongming has no capital, no experience in opening a store, and no reputation. Qin Yali thinks it is impossible to make money in this environment.

"Anyway, we don't have to talk about opening a store anyway. Now the compensation is in my hands. If you have the ability, you can borrow money to open this store!" Qin Yali said harsh words.

My husband’s thoughts must be suppressed to death.

The compensation card is in her own hands, and her husband cannot get the reserve fund. According to Qin Yali's understanding of her husband, it is absolutely impossible for her husband to borrow money without her consent.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing?"

Zhao Hongming also became anxious when he saw Qin Yali holding her pillow and walking out.

"I don't want to see you." Qin Yali snorted coldly and slammed the door.

"Alas!"
Chapter completed!