"As a former teacher in the English Department of Beijing University, it means that your basic knowledge of English is very solid and you can teach basic English. I heard that your buddy Wang Yang also fell in love with an ugly girl. This guy
It can be used to teach oral English. If you can trick an ugly girl, your oral English must be very strong. You also have a brother named Meng Xiaojun, right? You can also ask him to come back to help you. At least he has been in the ugly country for a while, so he has
The advantage in this aspect is to talk about the people and sophistication of Chou Country."
Cheng Dongqing muttered: "Wang Yang has no problem. This guy eats and drinks with me all day long, and is already teaching behind me. As for Meng Xiaojun, he is doing well in Chou Country now."
"An English student went to study abroad in an English-speaking country. If you say he is doing well, I would not believe it. Now he is either washing dishes or doing odd jobs. There is no other job for him to choose from."
Cheng Dongqing didn't believe that he and Meng Xiaojun still corresponded. He really couldn't bear to make overseas phone calls, but he could still write a letter every month to exchange news.
"Meng Xiaojun said that he does high-tech work in the biological laboratory."
Jiang Hua laughed loudly: "Yes, I understand. Feeding mice in a laboratory is a high-tech job. He has a background in foreign languages, and he only knows a hammer in biology. How can he be allowed to do it? Wash culture.
You don’t have to let him do it, sometimes it requires skills.”
"Then why didn't he tell me directly that he was feeding mice in the laboratory?"
"You have behaved like this in the capital, will you tell your mother that you are a fool?" Jiang Hua asked with a smile: "Why don't you comfort him on the phone? Mom, I am well fed and clothed here.
The salary in the school is very good, and I can get a salary of hundreds of dollars every month."
Jiang Hua slapped Cheng Dongqing on the back of the head: "This is called reporting good news but not bad news. What's more, Meng Xiaojun is such a good-looking person. He went abroad with great difficulty, and finally told you that after he went abroad, he fed mice, and his face went
Where to put it?"
Cheng Dongqing touched the back of his head and said with empathy: "So that's it. It seems like there is no benefit in going abroad."
"Remember what people said about the Magic City before liberation? It's a paradise for adventurers and a hell for the poor. Ugly Country also means the same thing. If you have money, you can do whatever you want and enjoy all the glory and wealth. If you don't have money, it's your hell."
Cheng Dongqing wiped his sweat: "If you put it this way, it was a good thing that I didn't go to Chou Country back then."
"At least you have food and drink, so you don't have to worry about it. I'm afraid your buddy Meng Xiaojun is still worried about the rent now. Everything costs money, so I'm suppressing him. I'm afraid it's hard to even breathe now."
Cheng Dongqing was carrying the paste bucket and kept sighing. At this time, two aunts with red armbands on their arms came from a distance. They pointed at Cheng Dongqing and shouted: "That kid, stop here.
You posted all the small advertisements on the street lamps, so I'll shovel them out today."
Cheng Dongqing was so frightened that he broke out in sweat and ran away at a speed that even a rabbit could not match.
The two aunts walked up to them and saw Jiang Hua standing alone. They asked seriously: "Do you know that person just now?"
Jiang Hua shook his head: "I don't know him."
"I don't know you guys so let's chat."
"Didn't I persuade him not to put up small advertisements? It's too immoral and will ruin the appearance of our city. I'm trying to persuade him. Why don't you two come? Your red hoop must be effective. I persuaded him for a long time, and he
It’s because of the lack of oil and salt that I ran away as soon as I saw you two.”
The two aunts laughed from ear to ear: "You are a very good comrade. Your consciousness is quite high. Keep it up."
The two aunts also knew that they could not catch up with Cheng Dongqing, so they continued walking along the curb, checking for any uncivilized behavior.
After they were far away, Cheng Dongqing emerged from the nearby bushes and quietly ran to Jiang Hua.
"Brother, have those two aunts left?"
"Hey, you scared me. Where did you get out of here? You and Auntie are fighting guerrillas, right?" Jiang Hua said with a smile: "You are quite agile."
"They were all forced out by these old ladies."
"Then do you have anything else to do?"
Cheng Dongqing shook his head: "It's okay. I plan to go back and have a good plan with Wang Yang on how to proceed steadily and build a good reputation for us."
"This matter needs to be carefully planned." Jiang Hua nodded: "I'm asking you, does your New Dream Language Training Class have a certificate?"
"What certificate?"
"Oh, you guys have always been operating without a license." Jiang Hua said helplessly: "Under such circumstances, you dare to post small advertisements like this. You are not afraid of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau's provocation. If you are caught, you will be fined once and you will regret it.
Eight generations of ancestors.”
"Then where should I apply for the certificate?"
Jiang Hua shook his head: "I have never held a training class, how do I know where to apply for a certificate?"
"Then senior brother, how do you know you need to prove it?"
"Nowadays, every industry does not require a certificate. Without a certificate, it is called operating without a certificate. If you cannot pay taxes, it is called tax evasion. Can you tell me whether your training class requires a certificate?"
He was so frightened that Cheng Dongqing broke into a cold sweat. After all, he was an honest boy and had no desire to cheat.
"Then I'll go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and ask." Cheng Dongqing said.
With that said, he carried his small paste bucket and walked towards the nearest Industrial and Commercial Bureau. Jiang Hua stopped him and said, "Are you going to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau dressed like this?"
"What's wrong?"
"Let's not talk about what the Industrial and Commercial Bureau thinks of your dressing up for this small advertisement. Even if you meet an aunt with a red bandana on the way, you won't be able to stand it."
Cheng Dongqing patted his head: "I'll pick it up right now."
Jiang Hua thought for a while, then took out one of his business cards and handed it to Cheng Dongqing: "If things don't go well, you can call me. I still have some connections in this area."
Chen Dongjun took a look at Jiang Hua's business card. It just had a simple name and a phone number, but the material was very special, it seemed to be made of metal.
In today's society, many people go to sea, and business cards are often handed out. Cheng Dongqing has also received many business cards. They are all paper and have deceptive titles printed on them. They are either Huanyu Trading or Jiuzhou Trading, not director.
The boss is the general manager. Anyway, he can do whatever he wants to bluff people, but Jianghua's business card is unique and gives people an unfathomable feeling.
"Okay, if there is really no other way at that time, I will trouble you, Senior Brother."
Cheng Dongqing carefully stuffed the business card into his shirt pocket and waved to Jiang Hua: "Brother, thank you."
