Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Xie Yuguo worked until midnight before returning home.

Uncle Zhang was still awake and asked him with concern: "Yu Guo, how did you survive until this point today? You are so young that you have to take your body seriously."

"Hey, thank you," Xie Yuguo stopped and handed the uncle a cigarette, "I should have gone back long ago. When I caught up with Yun Cheng, I met a dozen people who wanted to bully Xiao He. Didn't I just Take him back, it's too late now."

"Ah? Is Xiaohe okay?"

"It's nothing serious. Yun Cheng was protecting her, so she was a little frightened." Xie Yuguo yawned, "Sir, please rest. I'll go back to sleep first."

"Hey, hey, okay."

The next day, all the elders in the compound knew that something happened to Lin Nianhe last night.

"If you have the ability to bully a man, what's the point of bullying a girl?"

"Let's not mention how many people have died and how much blood has been shed in the three generations of the Lin family. Let's just talk about how much foreign exchange income Nianhe has added to the Canton Fair."

"Binghui told me that the house in Nianhe Nong is to be used as a cram school. How can a few gangsters delay the important event of promoting education?"

"If something like this happened less than 500 meters away from the school, Nian He would be there to take care of it. Where are the other students? These little bastards are very valuable."

"I just checked and found out that this family has done a lot of bullying in the past few years. The reports received these days are half an foot thick! There are so many complaints."

"Huh? Bring it and let me take a look..."

Compared with the gains and losses of countless people, Lin Nianhe's matter is nothing.

She becomes a little spark that lights the fuse, and she has no control over what will eventually explode.

She only knew that the first one to explode was Xie Yuguo.

Because he was deeply involved in this incident, Xie Yuguo was assigned the task of conducting a thorough investigation of each street.

The first thing he did after receiving the assignment was to call Courtyard No. 88 and curse Su Yuncheng at the top of his lungs for half an hour.

Of course, Su Yuncheng would not deprive good brothers of their right to vent their emotions.

He just put the phone receiver aside to keep the call open, and then went to buy Lin Nianhe a soda.

Xie Yuguo scolded to relieve his anger, but Su Yuncheng didn't hear a word.

Both sides are very happy.

Lin Nianhe was also very happy.

Because the biography written by Wen Lan for Principal Wu successfully passed the review of the Beijing Daily after the three people simply revised it, and it will be published in three days.

It has to be said that after two years of accumulation, one year of exam preparation, and two weeks of professional classes, Sister Lan’s writing skills have been completely transformed. She is no longer the original Wen Lan who could only write about foreign workers.

Lin Nianhe especially liked the last paragraph:
“Although Principal Wu lives in a rural area, he still cares about the future of the educated youth in the anti-urban areas, and has been invited to serve as the honorary principal of Lingyun Tutorial School in Beijing.

"The road is long and difficult, but the journey is about to begin!"

In the newspaper office, Lin Nianhe shook hands with the editor-in-chief with a smile on his face, and then made his request: "Sir, please print an additional [-] copies of this newspaper, and I will personally finance the purchase."

The editor-in-chief was dumbfounded: "One hundred thousand copies? Are you sure? Why do you need so many newspapers?"

Lin Nianhe's face was serious and serious: "Principal Wu is my mentor, I want everyone to know her deeds of self-sacrifice for others!"

"Ah, that's understandable, but isn't one hundred thousand copies too many?"

Lin Nianhe directly took out 5000 yuan: "This is the money for the newspaper. You accept it first. When the printing is completed, you call me and I will find a car to pick up the goods."

"Okay, no problem. I'll stamp it for you! It's too much trouble for you to pick it up. Just give me an address and I'll send it to you!"

"That's great, thank you, you are truly the best newspaper editor I have ever seen!"

After leaving the newspaper office, Wen Lan patted her wallet and said generously: "Come! Sister has earned royalties! I'll treat you two to dinner! Eat whatever you want!"

Lin Nianhe: "Sister, your royalties total three and two yuan. Are you sure you let me eat whatever I want?"

"Eat, eat, how can you two palm-sized people eat me up?" "Hey, this is what you said, don't regret it."

"Whoever regrets it is a coward."

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei are still very kind-hearted. How could they possibly eat up all Wen Lan's royalties in one meal?
After Sister Lan settled the bill, there was still two cents left in the royalties.

Lin Nianhe said: "I don't want a bottle of soda anymore."

Wang Shumei said: "I won't eat ice cream either."

The two said in unison: "You're welcome."

Wen Lan: "..."

Neither of them could make pigs from the Shili Brigade.

Lin Nianhe ate the remaining peanuts on the plate and said to Wang Shumei: "In the next few days, we will recruit people to do part-time work. One yuan per day to distribute newspapers. If we hire more people, we must distribute all [-] newspapers within one day. "

"Okay, I'll take care of it." Wang Shumei drank the rest of the soda in one gulp and burped, "But the name of the cram school is quite nice. You didn't choose it, right?"

"Huh? Why can't I take it?"

"Do you believe what you say?"

Lin Nianhe put down his chopsticks, tapped the table and said seriously: "It should be noted that Shaori Naoyunzhi once promised to be the best in the world. The name of the school comes from this poem."

Lin Nianhe didn't lie. It was only after she thought of this poem that she thought the school could be called...a first-class cram school.

Father Lin said the name was too flamboyant and suggested calling it Na Yunzhi Tutorial School.

Lin's mother felt that the name was hard to pronounce, so she decided to change it to "Lingyun Tutorial School".

In fact, Lin Nianhe still thinks that first-class cram school sounds better.

But because Lin’s father had no idea to side with Lin’s mother, she lost when the three of them voted.

Humph... She is usually very cautious, but if she gets serious, she will sit in the back row.

After listening to Lin Nianhe's story, Wang Shumei looked at Wen Lan and said, "With your tone, shouldn't it be called a 'first-class cram school'?"

Lin Nianhe's eyes suddenly lit up: "You also think this name sounds better, don't you?"

Wang Shumei: "Go away, don't bury me."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Humph……

Except for the initiator, everyone thinks "Lingyun Tutorial School" is very good.

Mr. Ji even personally presented him with calligraphy. Not only did he write a plaque, but he also included a couplet.

"Grandpa, if Brother Mingyi is fine, can you let him go to a cram school to teach English for a while?"

Lin Nianhe explained his purpose while grinding for Mr. Ji.

Mr. Ji wrote down a line and then said: "Okay."

Ji Ming also got into trouble before. Although Yuan came back, Mr. Ji still wanted to let him sink for a while.

It's just right to work as an English teacher in a cram school. Ji Ming has also lived and studied abroad since he was a child. His English is excellent, and being a teacher doesn't involve other problems, so it's just right.

Ji Lao continued writing and asked her: "Has the teacher been recruited?"

"Many people have signed up. The first written test will be organized tomorrow. The questions will be based on the teaching subjects," Lin Nianhe said in detail. "There will be interviews after that, and the questions will be randomly selected and taught. If you are free, you can give us instructions." An eye?"

"Me? I'll forget it. I don't know much about teaching. You can find Lao Ren." Mr. Ji shook his head and continued writing.

He was a little hesitant when he wrote, as if he had something on his mind.