Liu Handong immediately asked: "What does the haunted house mean? Has someone died before? Do you know this person's aunt?"
Bao Yumei said while touching the cards: "That place is shady. I heard from the elders that in the Qing Dynasty, the puddle was much bigger than it is now, and it was bottomless. The angry young daughters-in-law in the village rushed there to die. It's not like it is now."
, the daughter-in-law dares to fight with the mother-in-law, the world is in decline, eight things!"
Liu Handong said: "Auntie, I'm talking about the yard, not the pond."
Bao Yumei said: "One thing, haven't you noticed that the shape of the pond is like a soy sauce funnel? It is facing the courtyard door. They had seen Mr. Yin and Yang before, and the yin energy was poured into the courtyard."
Liu Handong thought about it carefully and found that the pond didn't look like a funnel at all. This was probably Bao Yumei's childhood memory, and asked again: "Did anyone die in the pond or yard during the **?"
Bao Yumei said: "No, this yard was used as a stable for the brigade after liberation. Later, the educated youth were sent to the countryside and had no place to live, so they packed up and moved in. They lived there for a few years without any problems. Later, when the educated youth returned to the city, there was a shortage of housing land in the village, and the brigade
They allocate people to live in, and as a result, they become sick and crazy, and most of the time they are empty."
Liu Handong said: "Has anyone seen anything unclean?"
Bao Yumei shook her head thoughtfully: "That's not true. People in the village generally don't go there, and they even walk around it at night."
Huo Lianhe came down from the stairs neatly dressed, wearing a gray tunic suit, black leather shoes, straight trouser lines, shiny leather shoes, and a meticulously slicked back. This posture made him feel like he was attending a state banquet.
Bao Yumei glanced at him and shouted at the top of her voice: "Old Bi, why don't you put on your shroud and show off your beauty? Why don't you die outside?"
The poker players took it for granted and continued playing mahjong without batting an eyelid.
Huo Lianhe was embarrassed and coughed dryly and said: "The Red Singing Troupe has an event today and will perform at the Huaijiang Auditorium."
"I'm pretending to be your grandma, isn't she just fooling around with a bunch of old bastards? You go ahead, don't even think about getting in here tonight." Bao Yumei typed out a one-two.
"What a fool." Xia Jia pushed the cards in front of him.
Bao Yumei poured her anger on her husband's head, took off her slippers and threw them at him. Huo Lianhe was very agile and went out in a flash. He muttered to Liu Handong and Song Shuang who were already at the door: "Your aunt has lost her mind."
Already."
Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of the question, Liu Handong gave up his efforts and went to the street to buy some fresh fish. He and Song Shuang returned to the haunted house to chat with Grandma Sun and then left.
"Liu Handong, you must help me solve this mystery." Song said with eager eyes.
"I'll send someone to install the camera later, and I'll give you a software that you can open for monitoring at any time."
The School of Transportation has a computer department. Although it is only at the level of an Internet cafe, it is no problem to arrange for a few students to set up cameras. Liu Handong can do it with just a phone call.
Song Shuang muttered that she wanted Liu Handong to treat her to dinner, but she suddenly hesitated because she felt that the man in front of her was no longer the strong-willed poor man who drove a three-wheel motorcycle, nor was he the violent man who drove Fukang.
He gradually became stranger, but the distance seemed to be getting closer and closer to her. She didn't know whether to be happy or to escape. In short, her heart was in a mess.
Liu Handong's cell phone rang, and it was a message from Chen Yada, saying that he had an important work report.
"There's something going on at school, so I'll go back first," Liu Handong said.
"Hey." Song Shuang shouted unconsciously, and then he realized what I was calling him for.
"Is something wrong?" Liu Handong stopped.
"It's okay, drive slower on the road." Song Shuang said.
Watching him leave, Song Shuang returned to the car. Zhu Pengpeng asked her where her meal ticket had gone. She was still unconscious and asked what the meal ticket was.
"Liu Handong is our meal ticket, didn't we agree to kill him?" Zhu Pengpeng's eyes widened.
"He is busy with work." Song Shuang explained.
"Hey, this is him, he values sex over friends." Zhu Pengpeng laughed playfully and came to scratch Song Shuang's itch.
Suddenly Song Shuang's expression changed: "What's behind you?"
Zhu Pengpeng screamed in fright, opened the door and ran out. When she turned around and saw Song Shuang smiling evilly, she realized that she was about to pounce on her when a few hoarse bird calls came from a dead tree in the village, adding to the depth of the autumn season.
Feeling a little desolate, Zhu Pengpeng was all hairy, and with all his strength, he climbed into the car and asked Song Shuang to leave this place quickly.
…
It was getting late when Liu Handong returned to school. Chen Yada had been standing at the window. When she saw Liu Handong's car coming in, she hurriedly picked up the materials in her hands and went downstairs to greet the principal at the bottom of the office building.
"Principal Liu, you are back. I'm sorry to bother you so late. I have some immature ideas about the driving school that I want to report to you." Chen Yada held a printed document in her hand, which must have been posted overnight.
Made it.
Liu Handong took the material and took a look at it. It was densely packed with words and diagrams. It seemed that a lot of effort had been put into it. He didn't have time to look carefully. He returned to the principal's office and sat down on a chair: "Director Chen, you
Let’s talk about ideas.”
Chen Yada sat down on the sofa and talked eloquently: "Our Transportation College used to be a driving school affiliated with the Transportation Bureau. Both the teachers and the hardware are top-notch in the province. However, in the past few years, the transformation and restructuring have abandoned all the original advantages.
Principal Liu is far-sighted and has taken up this area again, which will not only bring huge economic benefits, but also be of great help to the school's enrollment work, but I do have another less mature idea."
"Say." Liu Handong said.
Chen Yada stood up and refilled Liu Handong's tea cup with some hot water, and said: "I suggest that the driving school and the school should be separated and the finances should be calculated separately, which is equivalent to the tertiary industry under the Transportation College. This will make the operation more convenient."
Liu Handong smiled. He knew very well what Chen Yada was thinking. The driving school was a big deal. If he could not be the principal of the transportation college, he would be the principal of the driving school. After all, he was still a principal and could make money, so why not do it.
But Chen Yada's following words made him understand that he had misunderstood Director Chen.
"Principal Liu, although our school has been taken over by Qingshi High-tech, it still has a high degree of independence. If they don't allocate funds to us, we have to make our own income and be responsible for our own profits and losses. The one-time investment in the driving school is quite large, at least fifty units are needed.
We need a new car and dozens of computers, which is a big expense. The school doesn’t have that much money in its account, so we have to raise funds. Principal Liu, you have to take the lead and lead us in this."
Liu Handong understood that Chen Yada was allowing himself to invest in the driving school and turn the public driving school into a private money-making tool.
"I don't have that much money." Liu Handong said.
Chen Yada smiled slightly: "You don't need to invest. The driving school is a money-making business. I don't know how many people outside are holding money and want to invest. I have two options. One is to recruit external coaches. The requirement is that you must bring your own coach car and the car
You have to register with our driving school and the staff sign a labor contract, which is easier to manage. The disadvantage is that the coaching team is uneven. Another option is to find investors to buy shares. I know a big boss who wants to start this business. If Principal Liu is interested,
You can get in touch."
"Which big boss?" Liu Handong asked.
"Long Kaijiang, principal Liu knows him, right?" Chen Yada smiled innocently, "It's easy to do things if we are all friends. Mr. Long is now facing a transformation in his career and is considering entering the education industry. Let's join forces and bring the driving school to the forefront.
Make the cake bigger..."
Liu Handong raised his hand to interrupt Chen Yada's eloquence: "The school has no money in its accounts, but we can get loans. Why do we have to find outsiders to buy shares?"
Chen Yada was stunned for half a second: "I have also considered this issue. Money is tightening at the end of the year and it is difficult to get a loan."
Liu Handong said: "Then we can adopt the method of financial leasing. We only need the right to use it."
Chen Yada was a little panicked. She originally thought that Liu Handong was an ignorant and ignorant man who could easily catch such a gangster with his sharp tongue. Unexpectedly, this guy knew a lot, and he didn't know where he came from.
The management book may seem superficial, but at least it's enlightened and not easy to coax.
"What does Principal Liu mean?"
"I will go to the company tomorrow and try to rent fifty electric vehicles."
"But electric cars are different from cars. To take the C1 driver's license test, you need a manual transmission car. Moreover, the test center of the Traffic Management Bureau uses Santana, and the cars used by general driving schools must also be Santana."
"Formalism! Is learning to drive just to prepare for the test? In the future, you won't be able to drive anything other than Santana? Except that electric cars can't be put into gear, they can't drive forward, backward, and turn like cars. I think it can work."
"But electric vehicles cannot have a coach license plate."
After some debate, Chen Yada still failed to convince Liu Handong, and got to know the new principal even better. Principal Liu was not soft-hearted, had strong learning ability, and was extremely stubborn.
…
The next day, Liu Handong confidently went to Xia Qingshi for support. In the chairman's office, he revealed his grand idea. The Transportation College established a driving training center to provide qualified drivers for Qingshi Hi-Tech's taxi company.
, and can generate income, killing two birds with one stone.
"It seems that you have a lot of information." Xia Qingshi nodded and motioned for Liu Handong to continue.
"Currently, the venue and personnel of the driving training center are in place. I would like to ask the company to provide financial support of 5 million, as well as 50 electric vehicles. The vehicles can be leased..."
After he described his idea in detail, Xia Qingshi gave a noncommittal oh, thought for a while and said: "It's the end of the year, and the company has no funds in its account. Electric vehicles must be supplied to the market first. There is no excess production capacity. The driving training center is faced with
Please solve the problem yourself."
Liu Handong still wanted to fight for it, but the female secretary came over with a tablet computer: "Director Xia, Mr. Fei from Merrill Lynch wants to talk to you."
Liu Handong suddenly realized that Xia Qingshi was in charge of a tens-billion-dollar enterprise group. His considerations were strategic. He was just a pawn in his game of chess. Can the driving training center be run?
If there is a shortage of vehicle funds, they have no interest in taking care of it. Besides, if everything is resolved by the chairman of the board, what should these middle-level cadres do?
He silently exited the office, thinking about who he could borrow money from, and after much deliberation, Long Kaijiang was the most suitable person. He was rich and well-connected, and he wouldn't be afraid of him taking over the magpie's nest if he turned against him.
So Liu Handong called Long Kaijiang and explained his intention. Long Kaijiang was very generous: "It's a trivial matter. I'll give you two million in cash, and I'll take care of the car. If there's a profit, we'll drive it at four or six, and I'll give you four or six."
,How about it?"
Without waiting for Liu Handong to answer, Long Kaijiang added: "My old mother is celebrating her birthday tomorrow. Come over and I will introduce you to some friends. It will definitely be useful. Then we will discuss cooperation in detail."