Chapter 38: Cultivating Talents in Literature and Martial Arts School?

  I woke up with a deep hatred for Liu Lao Liu after a nap and received two phone calls. The first one was simple, 100 top tents have arrived. The second one was from the largest car sales company in the city, at first I didn't know what it was about, I told them that I haven't been looking for jobs online for several months.

  The person who called me was actually their general manager, also a manager, and his gold content is at least several levels higher than mine. He is an entrepreneur who has been on the city's news and even shook hands with the mayor. He carefully asked me: "Excuse me, is that Hummer H2 booked by you?"

  I just remembered and said with a start, "Oh right, I almost forgot about this." The other person became even more solemn and respectful. Someone who can casually forget about a car worth over 2 million that they've already paid for must be some kind of high-level rich person!

  He smiled apologetically and said, "During this special period, our company has come up with a new rule. Before the car arrives, we will ask our customers again to confirm whether they still want that particular car."

  This move is high, it's a psychological comfort battle. Recently, people with some money here have built temporary palaces on empty land, and many of the truly wealthy have gone abroad. The car companies are doing this, which means they're making less money but gaining more popularity. Even if they temporarily return the goods, they've maintained public confidence, and in the future, they won't worry about not having enough money rolling in. Besides, which rich person would dare say "I want to escape with my life, I don't want this car anymore"?

  How dare I!

  I muttered in a low voice: "Shouldn't this car have arrived last week?"

  "Haha, I'm really sorry, because your requirements are too high and some parts need to be shipped from the US again, so it took up some time. The car is finally ready now, just need you to confirm, at most 3 days later you can drive it away. Congratulations, in this city I haven't seen such a cool car yet."

  I said: "Is that so? In a few days I'll be going abroad to avoid the storm, and for now, I don't want this car."

  The other party was taken aback, probably because he had never heard a rich person speak like that before. But he immediately smiled and said: "Take advantage of this opportunity to go abroad and clear your mind. Do you need a temporary ride in the next few days? I recommend a Land Rover, our company has it in stock. If you're willing, you can experience its driving pleasure this afternoon. Its greatest advantage is its strong off-road capability, which can take you through mountains and rivers..." I added: "Fleeing to the ends of the earth?"

  The other party remained silent for a while, and then said: "I'm being very presumptuous in asking you this, but what line of work are you in? Perhaps I can give you some tailored recommendations based on the nature of your job."

  I'm in international trade.

  "Oh, specifically..."

  "Ammunition and poison."

  "Haha, you're really good at joking, we'll refund the full amount to you, goodbye!"

  This guy is too ignorant, I originally wanted to ask him if he had any second-hand Jinbei or something, and after tomorrow 300 came, I would need a car anyway. Little Wang's car has been dead for the past few days and can't be borrowed, it's busy sending goods to the supermarket.

  There's another thing, which is to buy clothes for the 300 and later 54, this matter is quite a headache. Now it's summer, so it's easy to say, but after July and August, autumn will come immediately, and winter clothes are expensive. According to my way of sitting and eating into emptiness, 5 million won't be enough. Fortunately, the car company returned nearly 3 million to me, which is quite unfair to Xiang Yu. However, I just borrowed it, didn't embezzle it. In case we open up in the future, I will return as much as I should - I'm saying in case.

  I arrived at Futa Street, which was still the same as it used to be. The fearless poor people had made this place lively and bustling. I strolled around for a while before entering a medium-sized store. The owner was a 40-year-old woman with a prominent bust that could block her belly button. I asked her if she had any large quantities of clothing, and at first, she thought I was there to order school uniforms. She showed me over a dozen sets of rough-made athletic wear for me to choose from. I told her that I needed uniform clothes for several hundred workers, and if the price was reasonable, we would also buy winter clothes from her in the future. The woman's eyes lit up immediately, and she began to touch and squeeze me. She showed me a few sets of khaki work uniforms, but they were either too thin or too expensive. Seeing that I seemed uninterested and was about to leave, she whispered mysteriously in my ear: "There is a batch of clothes that are absolutely cheap, but not very good-looking. Do you want them?" I told her that our workers were all working in remote areas building power plants and didn't care about looks.

  She brought out a set of clothes like a thief, I shook it open and took a look, the appearance was not very good-looking, and it was also gray and dusty. I frowned and said: "Don't mention whether the appearance is good or bad, why do I feel so familiar with this?" The boss's wife lowered her voice and said: "Take a closer look and you'll know, let me remind you, if there are two more stripes on the shoulder, and a number written on the chest..."

  I knew it! This is clearly a prisoner's uniform.

  She looked at me with some excitement, adding fuel to the fire: "It's for workers to wear, no need for good ones, and wearing such clothes out will make other construction teams dare not bully you...... one set is only 20, plus shoes and underwear, each set you give 50."

  I said: "Wearing this on the street won't get me arrested by the public security bureau as an escaped prisoner, right?"

  The boss's wife said, "Don't worry, this is just a semi-finished product. When it's completely done, there will be flowers on the collar. You can also choose to have them paint a leopard logo on the back, but in order not to cause trouble, that leopard is lying down with its face up..."

  I asked her: "Can you embroider 'loyalty and patriotism'?" I wanted to first win over these soldiers from the Yue family.

  "No big deal, I didn't expect a construction team like yours to have its own corporate culture."

  "Can it be cheaper? I need 1,000 sets and I need them tomorrow. Cash on delivery."

  The boss's wife concealed her delight, put on a serious face and said: "Big brother, if you say this again, the deal will be off. I won't say anything else, you calculate it yourself. Even if our clothes are made from recycled fabric, just the processing fee is not that low, right?"

  I thought about it and laughed, indeed this is the truth.

  "Well, I won't say much more. This is a 2,000 yuan deposit, but you have to deliver it to this place for me. Don't forget 'loyalty and patriotism'. The remaining money, I'll give it to you together after I receive the goods."

  The boss's wife pointed at the 2,000 yuan and said: "For a 50,000 yuan deal, is a deposit of 2,000 not a bit too little?"

  "Don't be so quick to come! I'm not happy about it either. Right after the earthquake, I led a group of people dressed like this to go around and find work. People who don't know us must think some prison collapsed... Ah, right, is your husband working in a prison?"

  The boss's wife dodged my hand that was trying to grab the money and said: "Alright, alright, just 2000 will do, my husband is in prison."

  As I was about to leave, the boss's wife handed me a piece of paper and pointed across the street saying: "A free psychological consultation is on us, it's our specialty."

  I followed her hand and saw that a psychological counseling room had opened across the street without knowing when. I walked in with a mixture of laughter and tears, completely understanding what was going on. The boss's wife was indirectly supporting her old lover's business. The man, who was nearly 50 years old, sat in an armchair with a goat-like beard, his eyes gleaming with lust. Every now and then, he would glance at the opposite side of the street, raising his eyebrows and winking. When I entered, the goat-bearded man put on a serious face and said: "Do you have any psychological problems?"

  "It's just that there isn't enough money to spend."

  "This is the biggest psychological problem, how much money do you think is enough to spend? In other words, what kind of life are you pursuing? Some people have a monthly salary of tens of thousands, but they are not happy. Some people only earn a few hundred yuan a month, but they..."

  "Cut the crap."

  The goat suddenly grabbed the sign that read "Psychological Consultant" and I thought he was going to smash it on me, but instead he flipped it over, revealing a large Ba Gua: "Oh, since you're not interested in psychological consulting, let me give you an eight-character fortune-telling instead——"

  ……

  All that's left is the tent, 1000 sets of clothes and shoes are just a dozen boxes, it's easy to fool them with a lie, but 100 tents are not easy to handle. Later, I thought of a way, I told the boss not to close the door until I went to pick up the goods the day after tomorrow, at first he was ignoring me, I told him, if you don't wait, it's okay, anyway, I know where your warehouse is, he said he would definitely see me off. A person should be persistent, not giving up until the goal is reached, not returning until the Loulan Tower is broken, the Xiongnu are not destroyed, how can we have a home? In ancient times, how many people were still at war? Although it's inevitable to be misunderstood by others, they call my approach "hooligan habits".

  The last big thing: the location issue. This place must be far from the city, but not too remote, I need to buy grain and daily necessities in the nearby urban-rural fringe area, and Liu Lao Liu will bring people to me at dawn, I have to lead them to walk before dawn can arrive. I don't doubt the long-distance running ability of the Yue Family Army at all, but I lack confidence in myself, except for being in bed, I rarely do sweaty exercise these years.

  Baozi has been going to work normally these days. After the earthquake, many families stopped cooking and small restaurants became more popular. Because Baozi was on the morning shift, lunch was cooked by Li Shishi. Many people mistakenly thought she was good at cooking, but that's wrong. In the past, even if she did cook, she would just grab a handful of lotus seeds and throw them into the pot. When others finished cooking and presented the dish to Emperor Song Huizong, she could say it was her handmade lotus seed soup. She lacked systematic cooking theory and didn't even know that fried rice should be made with cooked rice. This clean girl who loved cleanliness wouldn't wash the dishes after cooking, but this way the pot wouldn't splash oil everywhere. It wasn't until later that I found out that restaurants actually do it this way.

  Just as Li Shishi was holding a plate of diced eggplant in the style of the scientific era to pour into the oil pan, thank goodness Baozi came back, with an old man wearing tortoiseshell glasses and a Zhongshan suit following behind her. I took out my wallet and said to the old man: "How come, this week you're collecting water fees?"

  Baozi pulled Li Shishi aside and took matters into his own hands, turning around to glare at me and saying: "This is our elementary school teacher Zhang, now the principal of Yucai Elementary School. We ran into him on the road just now and I brought him back."

  I've heard from Baozi that this Teacher Zhang is a very kind and approachable Chinese teacher, well-liked by the kids. It's all thanks to him that Baozi could sneak a peek at "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" in English class, oh wait, I mean Principal Zhang.

  I awkwardly greeted Principal Zhang, and Principal Zhang bitterly smiled and said: "Don't call me Principal Zhang, I'm not the principal anymore."

  "I said in surprise: 'Yucai Primary School? I don't think I've ever heard of it.'"

  Principal Zhang said: "It's not a regular school, it's actually a village-run primary school. I went there to be the principal without pay after I retired because I had nothing else to do."

  I casually said: "Then take advantage of this matter and rest for a while. After some peaceful days, you can continue to be the king of children."

  Principal Zhang said dejectedly: "It's all over, the school is gone, all the classrooms have become dangerous houses."

  "Is it that serious?"

  "Our school was built in Yushu Village." Principal Zhang only said this one sentence. Yushu Village is the epicenter of this earthquake.

  I pulled the old man to one side and chatted with him, only then did I know that Yucai Primary School was actually a school built by collecting money from nearby villages within a radius of ten miles. It's called a school, but it's actually just a few bungalows, with 6 male teachers and over 400 students.

  The reason why it was built in Yaocun is that this is the midpoint, close to all villages, but actually not very close. The farthest village is more than 30 miles away from there. Even children from Yaocun itself have to walk for a while to get to school. Although Yaocun is just a village, it governs vast wilderness areas. Not only are there no people living near the school, but also no crops are grown in that area.

  I asked Principal Zhang: "How is the school now?"

  Principal Zhang said: "Fortunately, no children were injured, but the classroom is definitely unusable."

  "How much did it cost to build the classroom at first?"

  "That was over ten years ago, costing nearly 100,000."

  "My eyes sparkled as I said, 'Principal Zhang, if there was a rich person who wanted to borrow this land now, do you think it would be possible?'"

  Principal Zhang was completely uninterested, the old man adjusted his antique glasses and said in a lackluster tone: "A rich person? What would they use that land for? That piece of land has been idle for years, now even fewer people want it."

  I hastily said: "I want! I want!"

  Principal Zhang said strangely: "You?"

  "Uh... it's for a friend of mine, he wants to use that piece of land..."

  "What's wrong?" Principal Zhang looked at me.

  I was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say, facing the old man's inquiring gaze, I quickly thought of something and said: "He wants to start a family school!"

  "School!" Old Zhang seemed to have come to his senses like Garfield hearing about bacon rolls.

  "He thought of setting up a school for both literary and martial arts, specifically for older kids."

  Principal Zhang's eyes dimmed again, and he said weakly: "Then go tell the village chief."

  I pulled Old Zhang who was about to get up and said: "Didn't they spend 100,000 yuan building the school back then? I can give each household 100,000 yuan, and 200,000 yuan for the whole village. Do you think this way would be more possible?"

  Principal Zhang listened and bowed his head to think for a long time, finally saying: "100,000 is enough for them to build another simple school building in each village and invite a teacher, but I can no longer be with those children."

  I feel like I'm not doing the right thing, it's as if a local tyrant is trying to take over someone else's already betrothed little girl. The problem now is that even the landlord's family doesn't have any surplus grain. 15 villages participated in building the school together, which is 1.5 million (yuan). Adding the extra 100,000 given to the village, and the money spent on clothes, tents, food, and utensils, I've already spent three or four tenths of my 5 million. But if we don't get this piece of land, it will be even harder to spend money in the future.

  Principal Zhang thought for a moment and finally made up his mind with a pained expression: "If your friend really has this intention, I can help him contact the village heads of each village, after all, it's all for the sake of the children."

  "I said: 'If it's convenient for you, can you take me to meet the village heads tomorrow? I'm representing my friend.'"

  Principal Zhang grasped my hand and shook it weakly, saying: "No matter what, thank your friend for me. The children having books to read is the most important thing."

  I slapped myself in the face and said, "He's also been forced into a corner, otherwise he would have definitely built a big teaching building for the kids."

  Principal Zhang asked me: "By the way, what's your friend's school called?"

  I was stunned again and had no choice but to say: "What do you think we should call it?"

  The old intellectual adjusted his glasses, looking confident, and I thought he would come up with some elegant name. But instead, he said, "Let's just call it Yucai Wenwu School."

  Division line

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