Ran Qiuye recovered from the panic and said hello out of politeness, "It turns out to be Comrade He Yuzhu. It's so late, are you okay?"
Silly Zhu grinned, "Are you Teacher Ran?"
"It's nothing, I just want to introduce me to you. I am the eighth-level chef in the canteen of the steel rolling mill and the successor of Tan's cuisine."
"My monthly salary is thirty-seven and a half yuan, and I have a sister."
Ran Qiuye:???
What does this person want to do? He can't be a fool, right?
Ran Qiuye was about to find an excuse to leave when Yan Bugui came out for a walk and saw them standing under the gate.
"Teacher Ran, haven't you gone back yet?"
"I just went back and met a... chef in your compound."
Only then did Yan Bugui use the dim light to see clearly the almost invisible Silhu.
This kid is really too dark.
"Si Zhu, this is Teacher Ran from our school, who is also the teacher of [Little Saplings Thrive Class]." Yan Bugui saw Sha Zhu's eyes glazed over and immediately understood what he was thinking.
These days, it is considered too late for young people to get married at the age of 20. Silly Zhu is 28 years old this year, so he must be thinking about a woman.
"You guys chat, I have to go back quickly. Goodbye."
Ran Qiuye saw Yan Bugui approaching, took advantage of Sha Zhu's daze, grabbed the bicycle, and walked out.
Silly Zhu wanted to go up and stop him, but Yan Bugui was watching, and he felt a little embarrassed.
I could only stare blankly at Ran Qiuye disappearing into the night.
He is a gangster, not a gangster.
Yan Bugui walked quietly to Shazhu and said with a smile, "Boy, have you fallen in love with Teacher Ran?"
Silly Zhu smiled and lowered his head, "I like it. But I am a cultural person, so I don't know if I like me."
Hey, there's a door!
Over the years, Yan Bugui has always had a wish, which is to take advantage of Silly Zhu.
It's just that this guy doesn't take soft and hard tactics, and he also likes to fool around without hesitation. Yanbu Guicai has never succeeded.
Seeing Silly Zhu's look, Yan Bugui knew that the opportunity had come.
He whispered, "Do you want me to help you connect?"
Yan Bugui's words hit Shazhu's mind, and he nodded repeatedly, "Third uncle, you still understand me. Don't worry, as long as Teacher Ran and I get married, your matchmaking gift will be indispensable."
"Is it done? I can't be a matchmaker!" Yan Bugui smiled, shook his head, and walked away with his hands behind his back.
This kid is going to talk nonsense again, but when the time comes, it really comes true. If he doesn't admit it, I won't be able to do anything about it.
"Hey, third uncle, don't leave." Silly Zhu quickly stepped forward and stopped in front of Yan Bugui.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Third uncle, I will give you a chicken leg first!"
"Chicken drumsticks?" Yan Bugui's eyes widened. These days, as a matchmaker, it is considered good if he can mix 2 pounds of fat. Silly Zhu directly paid for 1 drumstick in advance. This is already a rare generosity.
"Okay, it's a deal, you give me the chicken drumsticks, and I'll tell Teacher Ran for you." Yan Bugui's calculation was also very smart. He was just responsible for pulling the strings, and Teacher Ran would not like Silly Zhu at that time.
, I can only say that the condition of Silly Pillar is not good, and I can’t blame Yanbu for being expensive.
"Don't worry!" Silly Zhu thought about the beautiful Teacher Ran and whistled back to the house.
When you have fresh and tender baby cabbage, what else do you need from the old cabbage gang?
My Silly Zhu is just nicknamed Silly Zhu, do you really think I am stupid?
Not far away, Qin Huairu was washing clothes by the sink and happened to see the whole process.
Silly Zhu's anxious look was only shown to her when no one was around.
It is true that when there is a new person, the old person is forgotten.
Men always eat from bowls and look at pots, but nothing good comes out of them.
Qin Huairu's heart was as cold as the water in the enamel basin.
She made up her mind not to let Silly Zhu's blind date succeed.
...
When Ran Qiuye returned home, Ran's father was practicing calligraphy in the study.
He heard his daughter's cheerful footsteps, put down his brush, and walked to the living room, "Qiuye, why are you back so late today?"
Ran Qiuye took the enamel jar handed over by Ran's mother and drank all the boiling water in it. She didn't bother to wipe the water droplets from the corners of her mouth, and said excitedly, "Dad, I have good news for you. I have found a way to penetrate the masses.
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"Huh?" Ran's father pulled Ran Qiuye into the study, "Come, sit down and explain it to Dad in detail."
Ran Qiuye explained Li Donglai's operation method of "Small Saplings Thrive Class" in detail.
Ran's father's eyes widened little by little. When he finally heard that Li Donglai allowed children to go to tutoring for free, he stood up suddenly and walked around the study room with his hands behind his back.
Ran's father's strange behavior made Ran Qiuye feel uneasy. When his father came back from attending the symposium, he was like this, walking in the study for most of the night.
Ran Qiuye walked up to his father, looked at his gray hair, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't [Small Saplings Thriving Class] feasible?"
"Isn't possible?" Ran's father stopped, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, "On the contrary, that... who?"
"His name is Li Donglai. He is a doctor at the steel rolling mill. He just came from the countryside." Ran Qiuye introduced Li Donglai's situation.
"It turns out that since I was born in a rural area, my way of thinking about problems is really different." Ran's father sat on the sofa and asked Ran Qiuye to sit down too.
Looking at his daughter who was clinging to him like a kitten, Ran's father admired, "This kid Li Donglai has tried his best to avoid the risks."
"You see, I have heard of cram schools in capitalist countries before. Essentially, teachers provide services, and then the parents of the students pay the teachers. Under the current situation, it is very suspected of being opportunistic."
"Speculation is nothing!" Ran Qiuye's eyes widened and he sat up suddenly.
Ran's father was angry, "Looking at how surprised you are, I haven't finished speaking yet."
"But Li Donglai named the [Small Saplings Growth Class] under the name of the Siheyuan. The Siheyuan is a collective, which perfectly circumvents the rule that individuals are not allowed to engage in trading activities."
"Of course, under normal circumstances, this situation is not allowed, but cram schools are a new thing and do not provide substantial benefits. Even if someone wants to find fault, they can't."
Ran Qiuye was filled with admiration for Li Donglai at this time. Her eyes shone and she murmured to herself, "Brother Donglai is really amazing. He has even thought of such a method."
"Brother Dong Lai has worked hard to help those children. This spirit of self-sacrifice and others is worth learning from me."
Ran's father looked at Ran Qiuye's obsessed look and sighed.
He had no intention of exposing Li Donglai's plan, and he couldn't just watch Ran Qiuye without knowing that he was being betrayed.
He lowered his voice and said, "Don't think that Li Donglai is so great. He does this entirely to make money. Each student pays 2 yuan for tea, which is a lot of money."
Ran Qiuye glared at Ran's father dissatisfied, "Brother Donglai said that students who are unwilling to pay for tea can attend cram schools for free."
Ran's father smiled and said, "This is exactly the brilliance of Li Donglai. Mr. Lu once said that face is the spiritual program of the Chinese people. If you understand this sentence, you will understand the brilliance of Li Donglai."
"Even if everyone loses face and refuses to pay for the tea, how much loss will Li Donglai suffer?"
