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"There's nothing wrong with making extra money, teachers are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, and they actually fished on the heads of students in school, confusing the relationship between the dignity of teachers and money transactions, they are really old kings, and they are called teachers in vain!" Yu Jie was a little angry, although her voice was very low over there, her tone was very intense.

Cheng Yunhai smiled bitterly, it seems that Yu Jie has heard of this kind of unhealthy atmosphere for the first time. Most of the students whose parents do not have a half-job job do not know that there is still this kind of harassment, is it also a fault that the family is good? Especially for students who are not good at studying and come from good backgrounds, this kind of obligation is almost impossible to escape. In the past few years, this kind of harassment continued one after another, Cheng Yunhai was annoyed, and thought that his father had stepped down, and this kind of thing would no longer concern him, but he didn't expect that his father would see the light of day a year later.

"Yes, those who are greedy for small and cheap are destined to suffer big losses, so we should spend money to eliminate disasters." The corners of Cheng Yunhai's mouth showed disdain, and there was a wry smile.

"Oh well! Wait for me at my aunt's house tonight. Yu Jie over there is probably also helpless.

Usually, in addition to his own class time, Old Man Gao always rushes to the classroom after the second class in the morning to comment on the class situation of the day and arrange the homework. I didn't see Old Man Gao for a day today, and when I was in chemistry class in the afternoon, it was Li Yuhao who came.

Cheng Yunhai was originally surprised, watching him take out the textbook and preparation copy, and then he remembered that this kid was originally a chemistry teacher.

Listening to Li Yuhao's explanation, it turned out that the old man Gao finally couldn't bear the torture of abdominal pain, and finally fainted, and was sent to the hospital by his colleagues for rescue.

"Your homeroom teacher, Mr. Gao, the hospital where he visited estimates that his condition will be difficult to alleviate in the short term, in order not to affect your schoolwork, the school arranged for me to substitute for the teacher, and I hope that the students will support me." Li Yuhao's conversation is also not bad, "According to Mr. Gao's instructions, our learning content today is to make a question type comment on the class sampling test of the previous class, now let's take out the test paper ......"

For a whole class, Li Yuhao carefully commented on all kinds of questions with high error rates one by one according to the tips of the old man Gao, occasionally interspersed with the knowledge points involved, and led the students to do some short special reviews. Cheng Yunhai sat in his seat, in the mentality of an observer, and listened carefully to Li Yuhao's comments. To be fair, this kid's teaching level is still mature compared to his age. Especially when it comes to the review of the knowledge points of the course, the interpretation can be described as incisive, and listening to his analysis is enough to touch the analogy. It should be said that if this kid can concentrate on education, he should not lose to Old Man Gao.

However, Old Man Gao and Mrs. Song, a pair of living treasures, are very good at taking care of people's feelings and sophistication, and call for wind and rain in the school. For a technical position like the head of teaching and research, no matter how good Li Yuhao is at teaching, he will not be able to take his turn. Maybe this kid has long seen that the school is not a place for him to develop, and he concentrates on the business of collecting money outside the school.

In just 45 minutes, Li Yuhao spoke very devotedly. Cheng Yunhai and his gaze never met, and nothing happened between the two of them. After another Chinese class, Cheng Yunhai said hello to Wu Yugang and the squad leader, and left the school in a hurry.

Neither the aunt nor the brother-in-law have returned. When Cheng Yunhai returned to Qingshan Community, he could only lock out the door. Fortunately, Yu Jie came back soon, and the two of them held hands and entered the door.

Yu Jie took off her solemn dress during the day and put on a pale yellow, casual clothes that looked very relaxed, with her delicate face, Cheng Yunhai couldn't help but be moved. stepped forward and hugged it in his arms, smelling the familiar body fragrance, and his pounding heart seemed to be in his ears.

Yu Jie smiled sweetly, suddenly remembered something, licked the corners of his mouth mischievously, a small stream of true qi went straight to his mind, Cheng Yunhai was a little lost in himself, the two kissed each other affectionately, at that moment, time stood still, space was silent, and everything was silent.

After a while, the security door on the opposite side of the corridor suddenly opened, and it slammed together. Only then did the two of them remember that there was still something to do at night, and they had to rush to Gangyang Company as soon as possible.

In the eastern suburbs of the old county town of Haiyang, Gangyang Company is about five miles away from Haiyang No. 2 Middle School. Tonight is arranged by Jiang Xiaoyi, and it will generally be a more formal hotel or guesthouse, and the two of them naturally can't go to the banquet by bicycle. According to Cheng Yunhai's usual frugal life, he will definitely not fight. It takes a long time to walk more than five miles. It was late October, and it was getting dark so fast that it would be dark before six o'clock and I couldn't see the people across the street clearly. The two of them simply cleaned up and hurried out the door.

On the way, Xu Yao called Yu Jie and asked them where they were, saying that he would wait for them in Minister Jiang's office.

Before Xu Yao called, he had just made an internal call to Minister Jiang. Jiang Xiaoyi was in the company, and there was no entertainment at night, maybe Cheng Jianguo had arranged it, and it sounded as if he was waiting for his call, and there was no coldness and arrogance when they met for the first time on Sunday morning.

After entering the management center, Xu Yao went to the front desk and asked Minister Jiang's office location. It was half past four, and the company was about to get off work, and the hallway and corridor were deserted. It was the first time Xu Yao entered the management center, and when she went upstairs, she had to change her shoes. Thinking about her living environment, Xu Yao sighed. A few days ago, Xu Yao was still living in the dormitory of the farm, and more than a dozen people slept on a bunk. The rotting smell of spoiled food, the fishy smell of nets used temporarily in the sea, and the unpleasant smell of quilts that have not been washed for a long time filled the dormitory.

In order to work in Gangyang Company and not disgust others, Xu Yao deliberately went to the private bathhouse on Saturday night to take a bath and get a haircut. On Sunday morning, Xu Yao, who appeared in front of Jiang Xiaoyi, was already the best of his personal hygiene. However, the identity of the migrant worker and the untidy dress obviously still formed a not very good impression on Jiang Xiaoyi. Although the accident later made Jiang Xiaoyi look at Xu Yao differently, Xu Yao knew that he and Jiang Xiaoyi were not at the same level, and he also knew how he should keep his distance from the other party, so as to maintain that hard-won goodwill.

When I came to the door of Jiang Xiaoyi's office, the nameplate of "Human Resources Department" was hung high there. There was a gentle knock on the door, and an eager female voice came from inside, "Please come in." ”

Pushing the door in, Xu Yao's head suddenly became big. It turned out that this was not Jiang Xiaoyi's own office. Most of the dozen and a half-person partition seats in the outhouse are women, with only two or three men. The young woman sitting in front of the door had already stood up, as if to open the door for Xu Yao. Now seeing that Xu Yao had come in, and seemed to notice the identity of the migrant worker, the young woman pursed her lips and sat down expressionlessly.

A young woman should be a very fashionable white-collar worker. The eyeshadow is a little thick, and the personality is distinct, and the wisps of Liuhai flying up on the forehead are burning with a fanatical dark red. So lazily sitting with his back to the door, dragging his still sexy beautiful buttocks, leaning on the table. There are a lot of copywriting piled up on the table, a little messy, and there is a fish tank the size of a canned bottle in the corner, raising some tropical fish the size of a grain of rice, swimming in or out, and LV's women's bag is placed on the file shelf next to it.

Xu Yao sighed at their easy work, thinking about the busy female colleagues in the workshop, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't have any envy.

Xu Yao was stunned for a moment, looked at the young woman, or walked up to her, bent down gently, "Miss......"

"Who's Miss? How do you speak? Before Xu Yao finished speaking, she was robbed by a young woman, Xu Yao was a little depressed, it was indeed her own language disease.

"That, master, is Minister Jiang here?" Xu Yao honestly recalled.

"Who is your master? Forget it, who are you looking for? Minister Jiang? Have you made an appointment? The young lady still wanted to reprimand him, probably because she didn't think it was funny, so she breathed a sigh of relief and interrogated him bluntly.

"I was contacted by phone just now, but I don't know if it counts as an appointment." Xu Yao asked in a low voice.

"Oh, do you know Minister Jiang? She works in the back room. The young lady pointed to the door of the back room, and went back to leaning against the table.

Xu Yao walked over and was about to knock on the door, the door was pushed open, and Jiang Xiaoyi's smiling face appeared in front of him, "Manager Xu, are you here?" Cheng Gongzi, what about them? ”

"They're coming, maybe still on their way." Xu Yao answered honestly.

"Oh, please come in." Jiang Xiaoyi said politely.