Gao Shenghan calculated the time in his mind and said, "Okay, I will definitely come on time."
The two exchanged a few words and waved goodbye.
Lin Beichen returned to the camp, found Wang Zhong, and asked him to use the images from today's opening ceremony, especially the four oracle lights, as well as various enrollment conditions, to increase his efforts to promote them in Zhaohui City.
In particular, the recorded scenes were borrowed from several Xuanjing large screens in the third city district and played repeatedly to recruit students.
Three days.
There are still three days left.
As long as the academy recruits 1,000 people and finds the source of funds for the continued operation of the academy, it will be considered as completing the accidental acceleration mission of KEEP, gaining half the power of the heavenly realm, and getting the opportunity to become a strong person in the heavenly realm.
"With half the power of a celestial being and various trump cards, we should be sure to kill Liang Yuandao. If it doesn't work, we can only join forces with Lao Gao. However, after all, Liang Yuandao is the provincial governor appointed by the imperial family and has a great stake.
, whether Lao Gao is willing to deal with him is still unknown."
"I hope what Lao Gao said just now, that he is willing to sacrifice everything for the royal family, comes from his true conscience."
Lin Beichen had murderous intentions this time. No matter what happened, he must kill Liang Yuandao.
If this pig is alive, it is a huge threat to himself, his relatives and friends, and Yunmeng Camp.
Returning to the big tent on the top of the tree, Lin Beichen immediately summoned City Lord Xiao Cui.
"How is the registration progress?"
he asked eagerly.
"There are a total of 379 students of the right age in the camp. 410 people from New Yunmeng have signed up, which is short of the quota of 1,000 people. There are still 211 people missing. So far, the third city district and
In the fourth city district, no one has signed up yet."
Cui Minggui is worthy of being a young man with the City Lord's genes flowing in his blood. The number is clear and clear.
Two hundred and eleven left?
Lin Beichen did the math and felt that this number was not optimistic.
"There are still some school-age teenagers in Xinyunmeng. There are two main reasons why they have not signed up. One is that their families are poor and cannot afford to pay even one silver coin a semester for tuition. The second is that some parents think that their children are useless in school.
, it is better to work early and earn more [Beichen Pills] and daily necessities..."
Cui Ming Track.
Lin Beichen couldn't help but look at this little housekeeper with admiration.
As expected of a candidate to be trained as the future CEO of Yunmeng Camp, he even analyzed the reasons for the lack of applicants.
He thought about it carefully.
The concepts of some refugees still need to be changed urgently.
This is too short-sighted.
"A notice was posted that starting from today, Yunmeng Camp and New Yunmeng Camp will implement three years of compulsory education. If there are school-age children and teenagers at home who do not enter the academy to study, their parents' qualifications for low-rent housing will be directly canceled. Yunmeng Camp will implement three years of compulsory education.
His parents will no longer be employed inside or outside the Dream Camp..."
Lin Beichen decided to be ruthless.
Cui Minggui wrote it down, frowned slightly, and said, "But some refugee families really can't afford the tuition..."
Lin Beichen waved his hand and said: "No problem, set up a bank in my name. All refugee families in the Second City District and school-age students who are really poor and cannot afford tuition can apply for interest-free loans and slowly repay them after graduation.
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Cui Minggui looked at Lin Beichen in surprise.
Why didn't you think of this method?
Moreover, it seemed to him that Young Master Lin had anticipated this situation and had prepared a strategy in advance.
Gao. This is a clever move.
Once the interest-free loan policy is introduced, it will definitely solve the problem of poor refugee children having difficulty in going to school, and the number of college enrollments will definitely increase dramatically.
And this is also an act of kindness like that of thousands of Buddhists.
You can imagine how many poor students' lives can be changed.
"However, there is one thing to note."
Lin Beichen gritted his teeth and said: "It's all my hard-earned money, so I must strictly review it. Only poor students in the second city district who seriously cannot afford to pay the tuition can apply. If someone is fooled
If you pass the test and get a loan through fraud, then you reviewers should find a way to raise the money to repay me double."
Cui Minggui:(??_??)?
"OK."
He kept this in mind.
After a pause, Cui Minggui added: "No one has signed up for the third and fourth city districts yet. Even if student loans are released, I'm afraid they won't be very attractive."
Lin Beichen said: "These bitches don't even give me face."
Cui Minggui could only say: "You can't blame them. Although today's opening ceremony was a success, the problem is that the rich and powerful families don't want their children to be with common people and untouchables. Moreover, the second city is far away from the first city.
Separated only by a wall, the impression of chaotic law and order cannot be reversed in a short time, and it is still unknown how good the faculty and teaching standards of the college are. Therefore, many people in the upper city area are wary. We cannot
Force them to come to school."
"This is the wrong thing to say."
Lin Beichen immediately corrected him: "Why can't you force it?"
(▼⊿▼)?
Cui Minggui was a little confused.
Can you force others to come to school?
Lin Beichen said: "Our college is of high quality and has endless potential. If we force them to come to school, we will let them take advantage. If they don't sign up now, they will come back later, but it will be too late. This is all for their own good, so we must force them to go to school."
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Having said this, Lin Beichen took out a red list that he had prepared a long time ago and said: "Ask Qianqian to take the mining army and Guangjiang, and then find a way to coax Xiao Ye and go to the city to recruit students together.
There is a list here. You can recruit people according to this list. Each family must send a child to study in our college. If you refuse, be careful that I will get mad and I will come to invite you in person..."
Cui Minggui took it and looked at it, wondering: "Why does this list look so familiar?"
"Of course it looks familiar."
Lin Beichen said matter-of-factly: "It's the gift list of red envelopes given to the rich and aristocratic people in the city who came to attend the opening ceremony of the school today."
Cui Minggui:?(;￢＿￢)???
Mr. Lin, you are really shameless.
This kind of thing can be done.
The person rushed to give you a gift, which has already been shown that it is in place. You actually want to force people to send their son to study. It is simply crazy.
"OK."
He nodded and said, "I'll do it right away."
Lin Beichen warned Yin Yin: "Remember, you must let Qianqian pick some ruffians with bad tempers, fierce looks, those who have really been on the battlefield and seen blood, and can scare several gangsters to death with just one glare."
, don’t be polite after you go, hit them when you need to, and scold them when you need to. After all, if you give these powerful and wealthy people a good look, they will be fine."
Cui Minggui: "..."
"OK."
He agreed.
What else can be said?
After all, Young Master Lin never plays his cards according to the rules.
He's already used to it.
"Anything else?"
Lin Beichen asked.
Cui Minggui took out a notebook and glanced at it.
Lin Beichen said curiously: "Hey, this notebook looks a bit familiar."
"Oh, it's the notes from Tang Tian, the director of foreign affairs."
Cui Minggui said calmly: "It records the progress of all foreign affairs projects in detail."
"Tang Tian deserves to be me...well, he deserves to be the son of the people of Yunmeng. He is deeply loved by me."
Lin Beichen praised.
Cui Minggui was speechless for a while, and then said: "Manager Tang has ordered a batch of these notebooks and pens to be customized. There are two sets for each of the lower-level managers. One set is used to record work progress, and the other is used to record your quotations, and then organize
The workers are learning and improving. Manager Tang named this activity the 'Listen to the Voice of God' activity, which has already set off a climax inside and outside the camp..."
"Ah, he is truly an unprecedented talent."
Lin Beichen high-fived and praised: "As expected of me...the biological son of the people of Yunmeng. I will definitely reuse such a talent."
Then he said seriously: "Xiao Cui Cui, you have to behave well, otherwise, you will be replaced by Xiao Tangtang."
Cui Minggui was speechless for a while.
When Mr. Lin is far-sighted, he sees really far, and when he creates miracles, he is really incredible.
But when you are mentally retarded...
That's really stupid.
He pretended that he had not heard anything, read the content in the notes, and continued to report: "According to the statistics of Tang Tian, the foreign affairs housekeeper, the turnover of Beichen Seafood Wholesale Market has increased steadily in the past few days, and all stalls have been rented out.
Third, many wealthy businessmen from the fourth city district came here after hearing the news, hoping to become an agent for the wholesale of seafood products... It is estimated that the monthly profit can reach 100,000 gold coins..."
"good phenomenon."
Lin Beichen's eyes lit up: "The agency rights will be given first to our fellow villagers from Yunmeng City, such as Zhao Zhuoyan and his son from the Qianlixing Chamber of Commerce. You decide the agency fees yourself. The profits from the seafood market will be divided into four parts, and one part will be deposited in my bank account."
On the account, part is used as an education fund to support the operation of the junior college, part is turned over to the public account of Yunmeng Camp, and part is used for the salaries of market staff and the repair of market facilities..."
Cui Minggui nodded and said, "Okay."
He thought so too.
The next moment, he suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, Mr. Xiao has been shouting that he also has some shares in the trading market and asked for dividends..."
Lin Beichen said: "He and I are half-brothers, and his gold coins are my gold coins. I keep them for him."
Cui Minggui said calmly: "I understand."
An expected answer.
He felt that he understood Young Master Lin better and better now.
Then he reported on the sales situation of some other industries, such as medicinal material centers, food centers, shops around schools, pedestrian streets, shopping malls, and residential buildings, and they were not optimistic.
"Don't be in a hurry, take your time."
Lin Beichen said with a smile: "One day, a grain of dust in these places will become as valuable as gold, no, it will become more valuable than black stones."
You are a bunch of short-sighted dogs. When my school develops, you can come crying and beg me.
After some warnings, Cui Minggui turned around and left.
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I had a fever last night and took the child's antipyretic medicine. I don't have much fever today, but I feel sore all over and feel tired and sleepy... Actually, what I want to say is that today... there is more.