Chapter 821: Volume King Business
Originally, Su Yuncheng wanted to confess to Lin Nianhe yesterday.
But there were too many things for Lin Nianhe yesterday, and he never found a suitable opportunity.
It's not too late, he thought, to say more today.
"So, you're trying to tell meβ"
"In the two months I've been awayβ"
"You, change, out, out, four, one, division, school?"
Lin Nianhe was so shocked last time, but when he found out that he had just crossed.
She's been gone for two months, right?
Not two years, right?
Two months, 61 days. He has set up four branch schools, and he has recruited enough teachers, and the branch enrollment is also carried out in an orderly manner.
For the first time, she had heard that running a school could also be blitzkrieg!
Su Yuncheng corrected her wording very seriously: "Nian He, it's not conjured. β
"But I can't find a more plausible explanation than juggling."
Lin Nianhe opened his eyes wide and circled around Su Yuncheng: "Mr. Su, how many surprises do you have that I don't know?" β
Su Yuncheng chuckled and dragged her to him, saying, "I just found a few friends, it's not that complicated." β
"How many friends? Do your friends play tricks too? β
Su Yuncheng smiled and made trouble with her.
Lin Nianhe was really pleasantly surprised.
And not just because of the seventy-five thousand dollars on the books.
is even more because Su Yuncheng did what she wanted to do in advance, and the arrangement was extremely reasonable.
"Brother Yun Cheng."
Lin Nianhe was excited for a while, and reached out to hook his fingers.
Su Yuncheng lowered his head with a smile in his eyes.
"Thank you."
She whispered.
Su Yuncheng frowned, he put his hand on the top of her head, rubbed her hair and said, "Nianhe, you don't have to thank me." β
"But I still want to thank you." Lin Nianhe raised his head, "It's not because of the school." β
"What's the reason for that?"
"Thank you...... Understands me so well. β
At this moment, Su Yuncheng's mood was so good that he couldn't describe it in words.
He glanced at the window, but didn't see anyone in the yard, so he hugged Lin Nianhe into his arms.
He said, "I like what you like, what you want to do, too." β
"Is this a house of love and a house?" Lin Nianhe leaned on his chest and hugged him back.
"Count."
Because, he likes her.
β¦β¦
Su Yun's undertaking of these four branches is not blindly making up the numbers.
The four schools are located in the southeast and northwest of Beijing, making it as convenient as possible for students to get to and from school.
Most of the principals in the branch are old professors or old principals who have just returned to the capital from the sea of suffering, and it is when they are trembling, with Ji Lao as a guarantee, and Su Yuncheng has repeatedly invited them, so they have come out of the mountain.
Lin Nianhe followed Su Yuncheng around each school, distributed the gifts brought back from Xiangjiang to the principals, and listened to some of their suggestions.
When I returned to Courtyard 88, it was already evening.
"I think that in the future, I don't care about the school, which is the best management." Lin Nianhe said.
Managing a school is very different from managing a company, one is for making money and the other is for a century-long plan.
If you confuse making money with education, then education is likely to be unable to fight the temptation to make money.
There are too many negative examples of this, such as what will be taught during tutoring, what internal materials, and what will not be renewed......
Money is to be earned, but when it comes to making money, you can't completely lose your conscience.
Lin Nianhe decided very conscientiously that she should take care of the principals' affairs, take care of the accounts and take out the money, which is what she should do.
However, in order to prevent accidents, she posted a permanent complaint address on the bulletin board of each school -
"If you have suffered any unfair treatment during your studies, whether from the principal, teacher or classmates, please write to the Ombudsman and tell the Supervisory Board. Anonymous complaints are accepted. β
The day after the notice was posted, a small half-basket of letters was received in No. 88.
Lin Nianhe was so frightened that he almost jumped up.
After yelling and opening the letter......
A sentence was added below the notice:
"This mailing address is for complaints, please do not send a thank you letter, thank you for your cooperation. (Another paraphrase of the founder Comrade Lin said: If you have the skill to write a thank you letter, can you do two sets of questions?) οΌβ
The founder, Kobayashi, resents this kind of wasting the time of both parties.
Because she also wants to do two more sets of questions.
After all, the final exams will start next week.
Lin Nianhe quietly returned to Peking University, and after going to Mr. Ren to order something, he followed Zhao Haimei into the library.
"Well, these are notes, you can take them." Zhao Haimei put an inch-thick stack of manuscript paper in front of Lin Nianhe, "I wrote down everything the teacher said as much as possible, you see." β
Lin Nianhe was dumbfounded: "What year do I have to copy this?" β
Zhao Haimei looked at her with the eyes of a fool, and patted the notebook in front of her: "You don't have to copy it, I wrote it for you, you can just take it and learn it." β
Lin Nianhe's eyes burst into a bright light: "Sister Hai, you are really the best bunk roommate I have ever seen!" β
Zhao Haimei: "......? β
That's a bit strange.
It was as if someone else had slept under her.
Lin Nianhe came back from Xiangjiang and brought gifts to every roommate in the dormitory, including dolls, handkerchiefs and postcards that were not expensive but had Xiangjiang characteristics.
They don't have pressure to receive such a small gift, and they like it very much.
Lin Nianhe looked at the notes, Zhao Haimei's handwriting was extraordinarily neat, perhaps because she had been copying manuscripts for the magazine all semester, she now writes like a printout, and the speed is very fast.
Lin Nianhe flipped through his notes and asked casually, "Is your part-time job at the magazine okay?" β
"It went well," Zhao Haimei said as she wrote, "and the editors of Angkor and Zhang took good care of me, and the editors knew that I was going home for the summer vacation, and gave me a long transcription job for me to go home and do." β
"That's good." Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief.
She only knew that Zhao Haimei was in financial difficulties, but she never knew what difficulties she had.
The key is that Zhao Haimei has obviously earned money, but she can still save money in her usual life, and she doesn't know where her money is spent.
Lin Nianhe propped up his forehead and looked sideways at Zhao Haimei.
"Lin Nianhe."
"Hey."
was suddenly called a big name, and Lin Nianhe unconsciously sat up straighter.
Zhao Haimei raised her eyes and glanced at her: "What do you think I'm doing?" I don't have a formula on my face, you read the book. β
Lin Nianhe: "......"
The king of the volume was urged to go into business.
This is absolutely unbearable.
Lin Nianhe decisively retracted his gaze, grabbed the pen and began to ...... Prepare for your homework.
On the eve of the final exams, there are very few classes left.
Lin Nianhe stayed in the library all morning, and felt that it was too noisy, so he simply went to Courtyard 88 with his textbooks, reviewed in the small classroom in the west wing, and went to sleep in the east wing when he was tired.
The girls of 208 haven't seen Lin Nianhe for five days.
Just when Zhou Li was going to report his disappearance tomorrow, Lin Nianhe came back with his little hand in his pocket.
It's already nine o'clock, and the girls are still reviewing.
Lin Nianhe smiled: "All learned?" β
Zhao Haimei was fighting to the death with a question, and several strands of her hair were lost by her.
The Spanish speakers were also not very decent, holding books and rolling their eyes to fight with grammar and words.
Seeing Lin Nianhe come back, they were relieved, and then they didn't even have time to take care of her, and continued to fight in the ocean of knowledge.
Lin Nianhe slipped to Zhao Haimei's side, looked down at the problem she had calculated on two pieces of paper, picked up the pencil on the table, and drew a circle in a certain place.
"This place is miscalculated, let's start all over again."
Zhao Haimei: "......? β
Lin Nianhe passed by Chen Wenjie, a German major, and said: "Wenjie, it's benutzen, not benutz-a-n, pay attention to the pronunciation." β
Chen Wenjie: "......? β