I can see the commodity price curve

After listening to Wu Qingshan's words, Zhang Yue sighed and said, "I know about this matter. Come back first, and I will think of a solution."

Wu Qingshan was stunned at first, then shook his head: "I called you just to make sure you were mentally prepared.

I will look for schools in more remote towns and see if I can reach an agreement with the principals there.

The operating conditions of rural schools are even worse, not to mention the teaching quality.

If you're lucky, you might run into one."

Zhang Yue nodded and said, "Just do what you think.

If it really works, I'll celebrate it for you when I come back."

When Wu Qingshan heard the celebration, he felt no emotion at all. He just said OK and hung up the phone.

Shaking his head in disappointment, Zhang Yue prepared to leave Jiulin Palace.

A middle-aged man suddenly walked in and saw Milin, his face was full of smiles:
“Hahahaha, niece, I finally see you.

You have been quite busy during this period. I came several times, but the monks in your temple said you were not there. "

When Milin saw the middle-aged man, his brows instantly frowned, and his expression even showed a hint of disgust:
"Why are you here? Don't you know that Jiulin Palace cannot be easily entered?"

The middle-aged man didn't care when he heard this: "I know that ordinary people can't easily enter Jiulin Palace, but the problem is that I'm not an ordinary person!

I am your seventh uncle, your father's younger brother, and blood is thicker than water.

I said Xiaomi, although you are Luang Pu Koon now, so what? Don’t forget the basics. "

When Milin heard what he said, his expression became even more annoyed: "Tell me, what do you want from me?

I am very busy now, I am going to attend a Buddhist meeting soon. "

The middle-aged man immediately took out a piece of paper and handed it over: "Actually, there is nothing else.

I heard that you allocated NT$200,000 in education funds to Bangkok No. 4 Middle School and Bangkok No. 11 Middle School respectively?
Xiaomi!
When it comes to education, we study how to treat everyone equally.

You can't always take care of Bangkok No. 4 Middle School and Bangkok No. 11 Middle School and ignore my Bangkok No. 1 Middle School.

After all, no matter what, Bangkok No. 1 Middle School is the earliest established and highest quality middle school under the jurisdiction of Gyaltsen Palace.

I don’t want more, just give me 200,000.”

Milin frowned and said, "The education fund for Bangkok No. 4 Middle School and Bangkok No. 11 Middle School is because one student from each of these two schools was recommended to enter Chulalongkorn University.

The money is a reward to the two schools and the two students.

If any of your students from No. 1 Middle School are recommended to enter Chulalongkorn University, I will also allocate NT$200,000 in education funds to you."

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed: "What are you saying? You know the conditions of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School, right?
Whether in terms of infrastructure or teaching staff, it is far from comparable to Bangkok No. 4 Middle School and Bangkok No. 11 Middle School.

Isn't it embarrassing to ask students to be recommended to Chulalongkorn University?"

Unexpectedly, Milin didn't listen to him at all, but said calmly: "I have something else to do now, I will come to you when I am done."

Then it's time to leave.

Next to him, Zhang Yue had a strange expression on his face.

He never expected that the middle-aged man in front of him, the principal of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School, was actually Milin's seventh uncle.

Because he wanted to develop education, Zhang Yue had recently made a detailed study of the middle schools near Jiulin Palace.

Among them, Bangkok No. 4 Middle School and Bangkok No. 11 Middle School are the two best middle schools near Jiulin Palace.

These two middle schools have attracted almost all the top students within a hundred miles, and they have the best admission rates and teaching environment.

But Bangkok No. 1 Middle School is different.

Although this school has the title of Bangkok's No. 1 Middle School, its educational level is quite poor.

As for how bad it is, in a nutshell, any parent with a little bit of common sense would not let their children go to No. 1 Middle School.

But Bangkok No. 1 Middle School’s poor performance is not something that has always happened, but has only been going on for the past five years.

Five years ago, No. 1 Middle School was the leader among the middle schools in Jiulingong area.

Not only does it have the best educational resources, it also has the best students in the entire Jiulingong area.

At that time, Bangkok No. 1 Middle School was the only one in the school, and Bangkok No. 4 Middle School and Bangkok No. 11 Middle School had no chance at all.

It is said that the current situation is caused by the replacement of a new principal at No. 1 Middle School.

In other words, the new principal, through his own efforts, transformed No. 1 Middle School from first in the standings to tenth from last.

If it weren’t for its good geographical location, it wouldn’t even be able to maintain its tenth-to-last position.

Zhang Yue has always been very curious that it takes time for a school to rise and fall.

Even if the principal's level is average, there will be no problem maintaining his position for a few years.

It's unheard of for him to bring down a school in the first year in office.

But with such a record, he can still continue to be the principal of No. 1 Middle School, which is also very strange.

It was not until now that Zhang Yue understood that the principal of No. 1 Middle School had this kind of relationship with Mi Lin.

No wonder!
Seeing that Mi Lin was about to leave, Zhang Yue hurriedly said, "Master Mi Lin, wait a moment!"

Although she wanted to get rid of her seventh uncle as soon as possible, she turned her head away in confusion when she heard Zhang Yue's words.

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "I know you are having a hard time finding a school to serve as a pilot.

But as the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family.

Since the principal of No. 1 Middle School is your uncle, how about letting me work with him?"

Mi Lin frowned instantly. She was about to speak to stop him, but Zhang Yue said, "As for the 200,000 yuan student aid fund he just mentioned, I will pay for it."

When the middle-aged man heard Zhang Yue's words, he was a little surprised at first, and then his expression was overjoyed: "Really? That's great?
Sir, you want to cooperate with Yizhong, right? No problem.

Come on, let's discuss the details of cooperation. "

Then, without saying anything, he pulled Zhang Yue and ran out, not giving Mi Lin a chance to speak.

Zhang Yueze looked back while running, then gave her a meaningful smile.

After leaving Jiulin Palace, the middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yue with a smile: "Hello, my name is Songpa, and I am the principal of No. 1 Middle School.

You just said you could donate 200,000 yuan to No. 1 Middle School's education fund?"

Zhang Yue nodded: "Yes.

Please introduce yourself. My name is Zhang Yue. I’m from China and I’m the owner of the October Food Factory.

Although this is my first time in Thailand, I have fallen deeply in love with this country.

I made a lot of money in China before, and money is meant to be spent.

There is nothing wrong with using it for education.”

Hearing Zhang Yue's words, Songpa nodded in agreement: "You are right, the money should be used for education."

He took out a bank card and said, "Just transfer the money to this card."

Zhang Yue looked at him and his eyelids twitched.

There are two types of bank cards: one is a personal account and the other is a public account.

This is the case in China, and Thailand is no exception.

So even if one wants to donate money, one should transfer the money directly to the public account of No. 1 Middle School. However, the uncle Milin named Songpa took out a private bank card.

No wonder under this person’s manipulation, No. 1 Middle School could instantly go from first to tenth from the bottom.

It seems that he put all the money that Jiuling Palace allocated to No. 1 Middle School into his own pocket.

Zhang Yue now extremely doubts whether the teachers of No. 1 Middle School can get their salaries under this guy's manipulation.

With a slight smile, Zhang Yue said: "Principal Songpa, please don't be anxious, I haven't finished what I want to say.

The reason I want to support education is not just to donate money.

If that were the case, there would be no need for me to make this trip in person. I also have a school in China.

When I first took over this school, it was in chaos. The students didn't like studying and the teachers didn't want to teach.

After understanding the situation, I boldly carried out reforms on this school.

This reform was very effective. In just a few months, the students' academic performance soared and the school became the best middle school within ten kilometers.

So I want to share my educational experience in China with schools in Thailand.

look? "

Songpa looked at Zhang Yue, not quite understanding what he said: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Yue felt helpless. Is this guy pretending to be stupid or is he really stupid?
“I want temporary command of your school, of course, I only need it for three months.

The school will still be yours after three months and it has nothing to do with me.

what do you think? "

Songpa stared at Zhang Yue blankly, then shook his head: "No."

Zhang Yue was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party was so principled.

It seems that using Songpa as a breakthrough point will not work.

Unexpectedly, Songpa said: "Boss Zhang, right?

Since you were able to enter Jiulin Palace and find Milin, it means you are one of us, and I won’t hide anything from you.

I asked Milin for 200,000 yuan in education funds, but it wasn't for nothing.

I will definitely take a portion of the hard work fee from it.

Generally speaking, only 20,000... 50,000 out of the 200,000 are used for students.

The remaining 150,000 will be kept by me temporarily.

That's right, it's just temporary safekeeping.

I will keep the money for a few years and invest it. When the investment makes money, I will return the profit to the school.

Right, that is it.

The principal is invested and the profits belong to the school, just like the Nobel Prize.

The prize money of the Nobel Prize winners is the interest generated by Bell’s wealth at that time. In this way, every year’s Nobel Prize winners can receive a considerable prize money to conduct research and improve their lives.

I am following Nobel’s lead.”

The more he spoke, the more proud he became, and at the same time he secretly regretted why he hadn't thought of this argument in the first place.

Otherwise, the two hundred thousand would be all yours, and you wouldn't need to pay out an extra fifty thousand.

Zhang Yue looked at the guy in front of him helplessly.

He thought this person was so upright that he refused his 200,000 yuan just to prevent the school system from being changed.

I didn't expect that when he heard that I wanted jurisdiction over the school, he was worried that I would spend the 200,000 yuan directly on the students.

Also no one.

After a moment's silence, he smiled and said, "Principal Songpa has misunderstood.

I can transfer the entire 200,000 to your bank account, and you can use it for investment.

As for One China, the pilot reform will certainly cost money, but all of it will be borne by me alone.

Not only that, once the reform is successful, all the profits brought to the school will belong to the school, and I will not take a penny.

what do you think? "

Songpa slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, why didn't you say so earlier?

If I had known this would happen, why would I have bothered?

No. 1 Middle School belongs to you from now on, hurry up and transfer the money!"

After receiving the transfer from Zhang Yue, Songpa smiled and said, "Okay, wait for me at the gate of No. 1 Middle School at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

When the time comes, I will talk to the other vice principals about you taking over No. 1 Middle School.

That’s it for now.”

After saying that, he left in a hurry without looking back. Judging from his anxious look, it was obvious that he had something very important to do.

Zhang Yue shook his head and turned back to the hotel.

Wu Qingshan came back two hours after he did.

At this moment, Wu Qingshan was covered in dust and his face was full of fatigue, but his eyes were unusually bright.

Seeing Zhang Yue, Wu Qingshan said, "Boss, you are lucky today. I have successfully persuaded a principal to agree to let us do a pilot project."

Then he began to tell his own experience.

It turned out that after Wu Qingshan hit a wall, he first called Zhang Yue to explain the situation, and then visited the middle schools in remote areas as planned.

But no matter who he asked, even in poor places, when Wu Qingshan explained what happened, he was rejected by the other party.

This made him very depressed. After returning, he did not go directly to Zhang Yue to report the situation. Instead, he found a bar and ordered two glasses of wine to relieve his depression.

As he was drinking, a beautiful woman next to him suddenly started chatting with him.

Wu Qingshan originally didn't want to pay attention to the other party, but he couldn't resist the other party's too gentle tone.

Moreover, he now had a lot to say, and after chatting with the other party for a few words, he expressed his depression.

In particular, he really couldn't understand why Zhang Yue's Central Plains Foreign Language International Middle School was very famous in China.

Many places begged Zhang Yue to run schools, but Zhang Yue refused on the grounds that his energy was limited.

Therefore, Zhang Yue now wants to implement this kind of education model in Thailand, which is completely a blessing from the Thai people.

Not only were these people not grateful, but they also acted condescending.

When Wu Qingshan thought of this, he became furious.

After drinking and venting his anger, he finally apologized to the beautiful woman and prepared to leave.

He came to drink just because he was in a bad mood. Zhang Yue was still waiting for him, so he had to come back as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the blonde beauty spoke.

Wu Qingshan looked at Zhang Yue with disbelief on his face: "Boss, do you know?
The woman who was chatting with me turned out to be the principal of Bangkok No. 8 Middle School.

After listening to me, she directly said that she would let me try in her school.”

Afraid that Zhang Yue would not believe him, he took out a piece of paper and said, "This is the contract she and I signed. You can take a look at it."

Zhang Yue looked at Wu Qingshan with a strange expression: "Why did the other party help you?"

He knew Bangkok No. 8 Middle School, which was different from other worse schools.

Although its teaching level is not as good as Bangkok No. 4 Middle School and Bangkok No. 11 Middle School, it ranks third in the area under the jurisdiction of Jiulin Palace.

The reason why this school is not as good as the previous two schools is not because of its poor management, but because of its remote location.

It is difficult to recruit good students.

So this is the school that is least likely to cooperate with Zhang Yue. When Wu Qingshan was communicating on the phone, he didn't even contact this school.

Wu Qingshan shook his head: "I don't know, maybe he thinks I'm more pitiful?
Or maybe the principal of this school has a different educational philosophy from other schools, and after learning about the situation of Zhongyuan Foreign Language International Middle School, he wanted to give it a try.

After all, the other party was able to pull Bangkok No. 8 Middle School into the top three, so there must be something beyond ordinary people. "

Zhang Yue frowned.

What Wu Qingshan said made sense, but Zhang Yue always felt that there must be other reasons.

There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary. He never believed that a school with good conditions in all aspects would deliberately show goodwill. (End of this chapter)