I can see the commodity price curve

Seeing Zhang Yue’s expression, Songpa quickly laughed.

Although Luang Pu Koon has no real power in Thailand, he is also a spiritual leader.

Even what Luang Pu Koon said is more effective to ordinary people than to government officials.

Not to mention that his niece would never listen to him, even if she was willing to listen, she would never marry Zhang Yue.

Of course, although this is the truth, he is not stupid enough to say it directly:

“Boss Zhang, don’t worry, I can really convince my niece.

His father and I are best brothers, and my words are equal to his father's words.

If you don’t believe me, there is nothing I can do. If that doesn’t work, I will just mortgage Bangkok No. 1 Middle School to you.”

He had just said it casually, but Zhang Yue immediately looked at him with burning eyes:
"Mortgage Bangkok No. 1 Middle School to me? That's fine."

"Ah?" Songpa was a little dumbfounded.

Although he is now the principal of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School, Bangkok No. 1 Middle School is a public school run by the Thai government.

In simple terms, he is just a high-level worker and has no right to sell schools.

"No, Boss Zhang, I was wrong just now. Bangkok No. 1 Middle School cannot be mortgaged.

So, give me some time and I'll think of other ways."

Zhang Yue naturally understood what he meant, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Songpa, what I want is not the ownership of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School, but the management rights.

You are the principal of Bangkok No. 1 High School, and you have the final say on all matters of the school, right?"

Songpa nodded. As the principal, he had great power.

It was only because he liked gambling and had been in arrears of a large amount of salary for all the faculty and staff of the school that he did not exercise these rights in order to avoid debt.

Zhang Yue continued, “You will still be the principal in the future, but I will have the final say over the entire Bangkok No. 1 Middle School.

Under my leadership, once Bangkok No. 1 Middle School develops, it will be profitable.

These profits will then be used to offset the money I lend you and the interest generated by this money.

Don't worry, I won't ask for an exorbitant amount. The interest rate will be based on the bank's standard interest rate.

When you pay me back the more than 8 million, I will return the school to you.

how about it? "

Songpa's eyes lit up instantly: "Really? Of course no problem.

From now on, everyone from the principal to the security guards at Bangkok No. 1 Middle School will listen to you.

You can command with confidence, no one will dare to find fault with you."

Zhang Yue looked at Huang Zhiwei and the others again: "What about you? Do you have any objections?"

Huang Zhiwei and others looked at each other.

The deal between Zhang Yue and Songpa is totally inconsistent with Bangkok's school policy. Logically, they should strongly oppose it.

But the problem is that now all the teachers and staff of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School are owed a large amount of money by Songpa.

For example, he himself has nearly half a million.

As long as he doesn't agree, Songpa's shameless character will definitely use this as an excuse to continue to delay the payment.

As for when you can get the money...

The other party is a gambler. It is impossible to get money from him even if the sun rises from the west.

I turned my head to look at other people and found that everyone had similar expressions and was obviously thinking the same thing.

He said ambiguously: "Songpa is the principal of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School. As the vice principal, as long as his orders do not violate the basic principles, I can implement them."

Huang Zhiwei said this, and others also expressed that they would focus on Songpa at work.

Zhang Yue smiled slightly, turned his head and continued to say to Songpa: "Since there is no problem, then sign it!"

After listening to Zhang Yue's words, Wu Qingshan immediately started drafting the contract.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Yue smiled and shook hands with Songpa as he watched him write his name in the Party B column in his ugly handwriting.

“Principal Songpa, it’s a pleasure to work with you!”

Songpa quickly smiled and said, "Happy cooperation!"

Seeing that the two were only concerned with greeting each other, Mint, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but speak:

"Boss Zhang, right? Since you promised to pay back the wages owed to us on behalf of Songpa, I wonder when we can settle the bill?"

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Send me the public account of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School."

Bohe works in finance at Bangkok No. 1 Middle School. Upon hearing Zhang Yue’s words, he immediately took out a card with information about Bangkok.

Zhang Yue handed it to Wu Qingshan, who nodded, took out his mobile phone and started operating it.

Two minutes later, Bo He's cell phone rang.

She opened it and was stunned for a moment.

This is a transfer message, and the transfer amount is exactly the salary that Songpa owes to all faculty and staff.

While Mint was stunned, others also looked over.

There was disbelief on everyone's face.

Did Zhang Yue really transfer the money?
Suddenly Huang Zhiwei walked up to Zhang Yue and grabbed his hand: "Mr. Zhang, I misunderstood you before.

I didn't expect you to be so generous. Don't worry, Bangkok No. 1 Middle School will be your home from now on.

Whatever you want to do, just tell me. "

"Yes, I heard that you have a lot of experience in teaching management. We teachers only know how to impart knowledge to students, so how can we understand management?
So I need your guidance.”

"..."

Everyone was talking at once, their attitudes were completely different from before.

Zhang Yue was stunned for a moment. What was going on?
It seemed like I just paid back the money I owed to these teachers and didn't do anything else.

how……

In fact, it’s not Zhang Yue’s fault for being surprised. It was because these teachers had been badly cheated by Songpa before.

Every time I ask for salary, it is delayed from today to tomorrow, and from tomorrow to the day after tomorrow.

I was afraid of exhausting myself, and I never saw a penny.

Now Zhang Yue gives things as he says, which makes them very uncomfortable.

They had previously thought that Songpa had called Zhang Yue over to perform a double act in front of everyone.

The money owed by Songpa was transferred to Zhang Yue, who then said that the money would be in the account in two days.

If the two of them work together, they can easily delay payment for a long time.

The misunderstanding was resolved and the atmosphere immediately became harmonious.

Bohe began to settle wages for everyone.

Although everyone knew that the money had arrived, they still couldn't hide their excitement when Bohe transferred their wages to their bank cards.

So everyone's expression when looking at Zhang Yue changed again.

Huang Zhiwei asked: "Boss Zhang, since you want to reform, where do you plan to start?"

Zhang Yue thought about it and did not answer directly: "I will walk around the campus first to understand the situation."

As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.

In addition, Bangkok is different from China, and many places are definitely different.

So we can’t just copy it blindly.

Huang Zhiwei said: "Okay, I'll walk with you."

The two had just reached the stairs when they heard a scream.

Then a figure turned directly towards Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue quickly retreated, but he was fast, and the figure was even faster.

The two of them collided with each other instantly.

Fortunately, Zhang Yue was very strong and was fine after being hit by the opponent, while the opponent fell to the ground with a thud.

Only then did he see clearly that the person who hit him was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old.

He quickly walked over, helped the other person up and asked, "Classmate, are you okay?"

Then he turned to Huang Zhiwei and said, "Where is the infirmary? Find a teacher to take him to the infirmary."

Because the floor was concrete and the boy was running so fast, a layer of skin was scraped off his forehead and arms when he fell.

The blood slowly oozed out and soon flowed onto his cheeks, looking very scary.

However, when Huang Zhiwei saw the other party, he was instantly furious: "Elephant, it's you again?
Last time your mother came to school and begged me to give you a chance. I have given you the chance, but you not only did not repent, but also continued to run around in school during class.

Get out with your stuff, there is no such thing as a student like you in Bangkok No. 1 High School."

When the boy heard Huang Zhiwei's words, his face, which was already ugly due to the fall, instantly became even uglier.

He subconsciously dodged backwards and shook his head vigorously: "Principal, I'm not running around, really, please don't expel me."

Huang Zhiwei glared at him: "Really? Then tell me, why are you not in the classroom now?"

"I..." The boy called Elephant's face turned red and white. Slowly he lowered his head and stopped talking.

Huang Zhiwei wanted to scold him again, but was interrupted by Zhang Yue: “Alright, Principal Huang.

This classmate certainly made a mistake just now, but I was also wrong.

It’s better to find a teacher to take him to the infirmary to bandage him first.

Wait, forget it, I'll take him there!"

After saying that, he grabbed the boy and was about to leave.

However, Zhang Yue found that no matter how hard he tried, the other party just stood there motionless.

It seemed as if his small body possessed extremely powerful strength.

This made Zhang Yue a little embarrassed: "Student Elephant, are your feet uncomfortable?"

He felt a little awkward after saying that.

Although I know that there are many people in Thailand who like to use various animals as their names.

But it always feels weird to call such a thin boy "Elephant".

The boy suddenly raised his head and looked at Huang Zhiwei: "You can let me go, but you can't fire me."

Huang Zhiwei became even angrier when he heard this: "How dare you negotiate with me? Do you really think you are a garlic?

I tell you, you have to leave Bangkok No. 1 Middle School today."

Zhang Yue had no choice but to interrupt him: "Okay, can't you just say less?

He just ran a little fast in the school corridor. It wasn't a big mistake."

Then he said to the boy, "It's okay, don't worry.

As long as I'm here, no one can fire you.

Let's go to the infirmary first."

The boy went to look at Huang Zhiwei and found that his attitude had softened, so he was half-heartedly pulled away by Zhang Yue.

Huang Zhiwei wanted to follow, but was stopped by Zhang Yue: "Okay, I'll take him to the infirmary myself, you continue with your work.

If anything happens, I will contact you."

The infirmary of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School is located at the school gate, and the doctor on duty is a woman in her thirties.

Seeing the boy, the woman was not surprised at all: "Are you injured again?

Come here, I'll help you wipe it."

Her movements were very skillful, and in a short while, she had wrapped the boy's injured part with gauze.

While the female doctor was bandaging the wound, Zhang Yue was watching from the side.

After she finished, Zhang Yue asked, "Are you really called Elephant? Which class are you from?"

The boy glanced at Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue smiled and said: "Let me introduce myself, my last name is Zhang, and I am from China.

From today on, everything in Bangkok No. 1 is under my charge.

My educational philosophy for students is not to give up on anyone.

Because everyone has their own strengths and shining points, but these strengths and shining points have not yet been discovered.

So don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can make you leave.

Including Principal Huang just now."

The boy looked at Zhang Yue and suddenly said, "You are lying. The principal of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School is Songpa.

He was the principal of Bangkok No. 1 Middle School for five years. His niece is Luang Pu Koon of Gyulin Palace, and has a very deep background.

Not to mention you, a Chinese, even the local tycoons in Thailand can’t shake his position.”

Zhang Yue looked at the boy strangely. He didn't expect that he would say such a thing.

You have to know that students rarely care about the private affairs of school leaders.

This boy is definitely not as simple as he seems.

"Under normal circumstances, this is not possible, but Songphat owes more than 8 million in wages to all the teachers and staff of Bangkok No. 1 High School.

I promised to help him distribute the money to the teacher, on the condition that he gave me the position of principal so that I could have a good time. "

The boy nodded: "So that's the case, that's possible."

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "I told you my story. In exchange, shouldn't you tell me about your situation as well?"

The boy was stunned: "What do you want to know?"

"Your personal information, including why you were running outside during class time, and why Huang Zhiwei wanted to expel you?"

The boy's face instantly fell: "Can I not tell you?"

Zhang Yue shook his head, but his tone remained calm: "I can ask Huang Zhiwei about your matter, and I believe he will not hide it from me.

So what are you worried about?
Or, you don't even dare to introduce yourself?"

"Who said I don't dare?" The boy was instantly angry, "My name is Elephant, and I'm from Class 2, Grade 7.

As for why I was running in the school corridor, it was simple. A classmate in our class gave me fifty Thai baht and asked me to buy him two cups of milk tea.

The remaining money is my errand fee.

As for why Huang Ergou fired me...

He wanted to expel all the students who were unwilling to study at Bangkok No. 1 High School.”

Zhang Yue looked at him: "Really? Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

"A real man never changes his name or surname, why would I lie to you?"

Zhang Yue smiled instantly: "I see.

If I think it’s a good thing for you to buy milk tea for your classmates!

Not only can this kind of behavior not be dismissed, but on the contrary it should be praised.”

The boy was dumbfounded: "Ah? Really?"

He didn't quite understand Zhang Yue's thinking.

You should know that he was often criticized and educated by the teacher for doing work for other students to earn money.

This was also the reason why Huang Zhiwei was so angry that he wanted to fire him.

Because he has brought bad influence to the entire Bangkok No. 1 Middle School.

Zhang Yue smiled and said, “Of course it’s true.

You don't understand it now, but you will when you grow up.

The main task of students in school is of course to learn knowledge, but the ultimate goal of this knowledge is to be converted into money.

You skipped the middle steps, and it was definitely not easy when you grew up."

After saying that, he took out a hundred Thai baht and stuffed it into the other person’s hand: “Here, this is my reward to you.

I hope you can continue to work hard and carry forward this advantage. "

"This..." Looking at the money in his hand, the boy was stunned for a long time.

Seeing that the other party was fine, Zhang Yue said, "Okay, go back to the classroom quickly. Before you go back, remember to buy milk tea for your classmates.

But then again, although it is encouraging that you make money by buying milk tea for your classmates, students still have to abide by classroom discipline.

Am I right? "

When the boy saw Zhang Yue was about to leave, he suddenly mustered up the courage to stand up and asked, "Are you really the new principal of No. 1 Middle School?"

"of course."

"Then can I follow you in the future?

Don't get me wrong, I just think you're a nice person and there's definitely a future for me following you."

(End of this chapter)