Liu Wenjun, who is now at the same table, although he is not surnamed Zhuo, he is also a teenager with an Adam's apple, Feng Yiping feels that he still has some feminine colors, for example, he loves gossip very much, and he is happy and proud of it.

He gave full play to his strengths of great affinity and easy to make people feel good, and collected all kinds of news everywhere, and some of them were inquiring.

These gossip people, of course, also love to gossip, for example, now, Feng Yiping is putting a notebook and a kettle into his schoolbag - with the lessons of junior high school, he doesn't dare to put his notebook in the classroom now, while listening to his nagging, "You know, we didn't have to pay such a high tuition, a few years ago in the old campus, the tuition fee was very low, and there was some subsidy per semester." ”

At such a time, you still have to consciously hold it, "Why?"

"It's all to blame for the principal in front of me, the old campus is not needed, and she spent a lot of money to build the current new campus, and then, she got the appreciation from above, and became the deputy mayor, leaving a lot of debts for our school, which is said to be tens of millions!"

The former principal Feng Yiping knew that the school newspaper was full of a very courageous female comrade, but she didn't expect her to be so bold, in this era, she dared to owe tens of millions of foreign debts to build a new school, tsk, amazing!

I just don't know how many construction-related companies have been killed by her.

"So, in order to pay off the debt, the school has to find a way to generate income. Liu Wenjun said.

"That's why our tuition and fees are so high," Feng Yiping replied.

"And that's not all! Do you know why we recruited so many classes this year?"

"To overcharge tuition?"

"What is the tuition fee, mainly to recruit self-financed students, more than 550 points, you can pay in, within two points, all pay 10,000, others, one point difference of 150, you calculate how much is this?"

My good boy. If there is a difference of 20,000 or 30 points, then you have to pay 30,000 or 40,000 yuan at a time, and if you make up a little more, you can buy a house in the city.

What a profitable business. Here it is.

"That's not all, I heard that the school is also planning to co-organize some classes with other schools in other places, but under the guise of our school, this can collect high tuition fees, another means of generating income. ”

Hehe. Therefore, education is really worthy of being one of the earliest marketization in our country, and the means of making money is precisely the renovation of tricks.

"So, now everyone in the city says that this is the destruction of a famous school and the achievement of a deputy mayor. Liu Wenjun concluded.

Feng Yiping really didn't know that there were so many involved here, no wonder the one who was the first in the city's high school entrance examination wanted to find a way to study in the province.

The main criterion for judging a prestigious school, in addition to how many provincial champions he has produced. In addition to getting a few Olympiad trophies, the most important thing is to look at how many students are admitted to universities during the college entrance examination, especially those admitted to first-class universities, so, to put it bluntly, the foundation of a prestigious school is high-quality students.

Now in order to generate income, recruiting so many self-financed students will naturally lower the overall level, for example, you have 200 graduates. Fifty of them are in the top 10 universities in China, and 100 are in other 211 universities.

However, this is still the result. If you have 500 graduates, it's just a little better than the average school, but the cost is much higher than the average school.

The two of them turned around and walked out as they spoke, and a glass of water splashed in front of them.

Liu Wenjun, who went to the cafeteria with tableware, was the main target of attack, with a head and a face of water. Feng Yiping was hit by the pond fish, and his face was splashed a little.

The initiator was still the girl in the back row, and at this time, she tightened the lid of the cup, put it in her bag, and walked out.

There were many people gloating around, but none of them came forward to stop her.

Liu Wenjun, who was suddenly splashed with water, was a little confused, and only reacted after a while, wiped the water on his face, and shouted at the female classmate, "Zheng Jiayi, you are sick, right?"

Well, Feng Yiping only remembered the name of that classmate this time, and he was also a little annoyed, this woman's nerves, right!

Liu Wenjun chased after him, but Zheng Jiayi, who was always nervous, walked not slowly, he chased to the staircase, and he couldn't catch up when he saw it, but he could catch up with him at trot, but wasn't it hitting the muzzle of the political and educational office?

He had to come back hatefully to find a tissue to wipe the water, "I'll go find Mr. Li." ”

Feng Yiping took his hand, "Since you are looking for Teacher Li, what else are you going to wipe? You go first, if Teacher Li wants a witness, I will help you testify." ”

That's right, that's the proof. ”

Zheng Jiayi finally lowered her head this time and hurriedly walked to the school gate, the Audi was already parked there waiting for him, the driver watched her walk out of the school gate and went to help open the car door, "Uncle Zhang, no, I'll drive it myself!"

"Hehe, I'm used to it. ”

The Audi drove smoothly all the way, and finally drove into a courtyard guarded by armed police, and stopped in front of a small three-story building in the middle.

Zheng Jiayi pushed the door into the house, and a middle-aged man with an apron, eyes, and a bookish face poked his head out of the kitchen, "Hehe, my daughter is back, go wash your hands first, and the meal will be ready soon." ”

Zheng Jiayi didn't go to help, nor did she wash her hands, dropped her schoolbag, walked to the backyard, and sat on the recliner, still puffing up.

After a while, the sound of brakes sounded in front of him, and with the sound of kicking and tapping, Zheng Jiayi's father asked again, "Come back!"

"Well, where's Jiayi?"

"It's in the backyard. ”

"Jiayi, come and help me beat my back, have an afternoon meeting, my back hurts. ”

Zheng Jiayi walked in a little reluctantly, and there was a middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa, with short hair, a resolute face, a mole under the corner of her mouth on the right side, wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a lake blue suit collar, and was rubbing her temples with both hands at this time.

Zheng Jiayi walked over and slapped her on the back lightly, "You dead girl, lighter! What, what are you wronged about?"

"Nope. In front of her mother, Zheng Jiayi softened a little.

After thinking about it, he said, "Mom, someone in the school said...... ，”

"What did you say?" her mother asked nonchalantly.

"Oh, nothing, I heard that an autumn outing might be organized. ”

"Well, it's better to be in school!" her mother sighed.

"Alright, let's eat!" Zheng Bozhen walked out with a plate of braised prawns.

Zheng Jiayi went to help set the dishes and chopsticks, her father served her a good meal, and sandwiched a few prawns for her, "How is it at school today?"

"It's good. ”

"What about you?" Zheng Bozhen turned to his wife.

"It didn't go well!"

"Or is it about building a bridge?"

In the end, he ordered all the personnel who were on the staff and received their salaries from the treasury to deduct 10 percent of their salaries every month, and I don't know what the consequences would be. ”

"There has been a lot of fundraising in the past few years, and the rest is good to say, the education you are responsible for, and some of the township schools below can't pay their salaries on time, and they have to be deducted like this, so it's worth it!" Zheng Bozhen scooped a bowl of soup for his wife.

"Let's just walk around and see!"

During the evening self-study, Feng Yiping still walked into the classroom and found that Zheng Jiayi was reading in the seat like no one, and Liu Wenjun was also there, but it didn't look like a book, it seemed to be in a daze.

He touched him, pouted in the back row, and asked him in a low voice, "What did Mr. Li say, do you want me to testify?"

Liu Wenjun didn't say a word, just looked at him with a sad face.

Feng Yiping was very puzzled, what was going on? )

PS: Ps: There will be a chapter in the evening, but not necessarily before midnight.