39.Chapter 39: Don't talk about ideals, only about money
CHAPTER XXXIX
Inside the principal's office. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Han Yunlong was dressed in neat leather shoes, trousers and white shirt, and did not forget to wear a tie, which was an outfit he bought when he was looking for a job.
Pushing open the door, Han Yunlong and a person looked at each other, he swallowed and foamed: "Teacher Bai, are you also there?" ”
Bai Shi just smiled wryly and said, "Just here, just here." ”
Bai Shigang is the object of Han Yunlong's worship, and the state-rated senior teacher is the highest honor that a middle school teacher can achieve in his life. Now Han Yunxin is not even a formal teacher, and sometimes he thinks that it would be good if he could be like Mr. Gangbai Shiraishi, who has a formal job, and buys a house and a school and gives him a subsidy. But I never expected to see Gang Shiraishi here.
As soon as he turned around, Han Yunlong's eyes widened: "Teacher Lu, you are here too...... Didn't you say you wouldn't come yesterday? ”
Look at it again, there is a bigger one over there, Ye Desheng. Who in the Dragon City education circle would not know Ye Desheng. Ancestor level character.
When the teacher says that he doesn't know Ye Desheng, it's like a person who practices martial arts doesn't know Bruce Lee, a basketball player doesn't know Yao Ming, and a Go person doesn't know Nie Weiping.
When I turned around, there were ten people in the office, none of whom were small, and all of them were people who wanted to give a thumbs up in the Longcheng education circle. Being able to be in the same room with them, Han Yunxin suddenly felt some kind of inexplicable glory.
Now several people meet each other, in fact, it is a little awkward. It feels like a group of chaste young women, all of whom are moved by money and committed to the Qinglou. looked at each other, as if they wanted to say a word: "I think a person like me will come out to sell, but I didn't expect you to rebel with such thick eyebrows and big eyes......"
At eight o'clock, Ye Huan appeared in the office on time. The tall Song Huangyin and the pot-bellied Tang Mingyu followed behind him.
"Principal Ye." Everyone stood up together and said hello.
Ye Huan didn't mean to let them sit, so he sat on the boss's chair by himself, crossed his legs and put them on the desk.
This action is actually very rude, Han Yunlong knows that these teachers are all arrogant people, you think you are the president of the United States, dare to do this, maybe someone will turn their heads and leave with a glare.
But none of them left, everyone lowered their heads, pretending not to look, and their expressions were still a little respectful.
Han Yunxin Yilong also figured it out, everyone came out to sell, since it was out to sell, don't think about leaving the archway and what to do. Simply dismantle the archway and concentrate on selling it.
Ye Huan said: "Don't talk nonsense, get straight to the point." All of you are invited by me with a lot of money, and the salary and treatment will only be more, not less, according to what we said yesterday. But I invite everyone to come over, not to invite the uncle, who thinks that they can take the salary to drink tea and read the newspaper is wrong. I still say that the ability should match the treatment. If you can't live up to my abilities, I'm sorry, two words, fuck off! ”
Han Yunlong's heart was excited, these two words were too hurtful, he didn't know what respect he had? Can't you be hypocritical, and you have to say it so plainly?
Looking at a group of teachers again, no one said a word, and stood with their heads down.
Ye Huan said: "Of course, I will stay with those who have the ability, nodding and pretending to be a grandson, and I am willing to let me kneel down and pinch your feet for you, but you have to show the corresponding ability."
What proves a teacher's competence? Scores, only scores! I don't talk about the process, I only talk about the score. The college entrance examination is coming soon, and I am a consequentialist person, not talking about the process, only about the result. ”
"Scores, scores, scores, I just want scores. Unscrupulous means to improve their scores, even if you give them tiger chair pepper water, as long as you can make them improve their scores, they are capable. ”
"Principal Ye." Han Yunlong raised his hand.
Ye Huan nodded: "You say?" ”
"Is it possible to physically punish a student?"
The room was full of people, and they all said that this Principal Ye was ruthless, who knew that there was an even more ruthless one hidden inside. Corporal punishment of students, a few years ago, was okay, but now everyone is an only child, this beating? But the teacher didn't dare.
"Corporal punishment of students is absolutely not allowed." Song Huang said.
Ye Huan coughed twice and said: "Of course, this corporal punishment of students is not allowed, but you pay attention to the ways and means, such as running laps, doing a handstand, or beating yourself, begging him to say: You study hard, the teacher gives yourself two slaps and begs you to study hard." ”
"Understood." Han Yunlong comprehended. The other group of people were speechless, this Principal Ye didn't play cards according to the routine.
Ye Huan said: "I stayed up all night with Principal Song yesterday and worked out a salary plan, you can take a look at it yourself." ”
A group of people all took a piece of paper from Ye Huan's hand, and as soon as they caught it, they were stunned, and they started talking, and some people's eyes were red.
"Principal Ye, is this true? One by one, five thousand! Han Yunlong stammered.
"It's true, I, Ye Huan, don't tell lies." Ye Huan said.
"But there are 1,600 students in the third year of Wutong Middle School?" Han Yunxin didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, similar to the mood after winning five million.
Ye Huan nodded: "If you have the ability to let 1,600 students take the exam, I won't frown at eight million." ”
Song Huangyin said: "I discussed with Principal Ye yesterday, and there are a total of 23 teachers in the senior third teaching group after the reorganization. If after the college entrance examination, a student gets an admission letter from a university, the school will reward 5,000, cumulative, no upper limit. This prize money will be divided equally among the twenty-three of you.
Of course, this is the plan for the first year, and there are still a lot of immature places, which will be perfected next year. ”
"Next year!" The crowd had already broken their eyes.
Spirit, what is spirit! Each student is 5,000, 10 students are 50,000, if 1,600 students can pass the exam, it is 8 million, and 23 teachers are 8 million, how much is each person......
Some liberal arts teachers have been unable to turn around, although Ye Desheng is old, he has been teaching mathematics all his life, and blurted out a number: 34.78.
Yes, yes, 300,000, you can fight hard in two months, although 1,600 people, it is unrealistic for each of them to be admitted to the first line, but even if it is discounted by half, it is a jaw-dropping number.
Coupled with the high salary paid by Ye Huan, it is enough for these teachers to jump into the high-income group.
"I don't draw a big pie, I don't talk about ideals, I only talk about money, you have the ability to get more money, let me see more of your ability." Ye Huan said: "Who said that a teacher should be poor all his life, with a clean breeze on his sleeves and a chalk finish." I don't think so, there are some teachers present, I understand the situation, some people have been teaching and educating people all their lives, and three generations are still crammed into the same house. Some people don't even have a car, and they still squeeze the bus and ride a bicycle to work. ”
"I don't think this should happen, do you want to buy a car, do you want to buy a house, I have money here, show your ability."
A group of teachers hung their heads, and their eyes were a little red and swollen. Mingzhu meets people who know the goods, and Maxima meets Bole, which is probably this feeling. Han Yunxin remembered his girlfriend who disliked his poverty and broke up with him in college. Shiraishi just remembered the cynicism he received at the class reunion.
Why? Should you choose to teach and educate people if you choose to endure a life of poverty?
Everyone only hates in their hearts now, why didn't they meet Ye Huan earlier.
Now Ye Huan is still sitting on the boss's chair, hanging on his legs on the table. But who still feels that he does not respect himself, and who still feels that he is insulted.
Don't talk to me about respect, if you have the ability, let's talk about money directly!