MTL - Back To 2005-Chapter 63 Oh, female driver

  Chapter 63 Oh, female driver

   "Oh, oh, I almost forgot."

  After being reminded by the other party, Qi Baoying quickly pulled up the handbrake.

  If one is not paying attention, she will bump into someone else's car again today, and that meager salary will become negative.

   It’s so annoying after graduation, everything has to be deducted from her salary, the problem is that her salary is not high at all, alas.

When the other party got out of the car, Zhou Anan took a subconscious glance and found that the figure of the female instructor was still so average, the waist was thinner, the legs were long enough, the height of 1.66 meters was not short, and the appearance was passable. Wearing glasses has the temperament of an intellectual young woman.

   That’s right, some two parts are not prominent enough, and they are not eye-catching enough in summer.

  The temperamental beauty, standing on the podium, must be the little goddess that some homeboys scream.

   "Get out of the way."

   Zhou Anan skillfully put the car into gear and reversed, and parked the car in the parking space twice.

  Being an experienced driver for more than ten years is not just talking casually.

   Heh, female driver.

"thanks, thanks."

   Having solved her own problem, Qi Baoying thanked her repeatedly.

  If it wasn't for the fact that the man in front of her was not too tall or handsome, she would have taken the initiative to invite him to dinner, at least she wouldn't have to worry about parking in the future.

  But you can also leave a contact information, and you can ask the other party for help when you have the opportunity in the future.

   "You're welcome, but there are still a few vacant parking spaces at the corner over there, why don't you keep going there?"

   Omitting the title of 'teacher', Zhou Anan raised his own doubts.

  He just walked over from the teaching building of the Conservatory of Music, and saw that there were quite a few vacancies, so there was no need to worry about parking.

   Novice drivers, female drivers, shouldn’t you find a more open seat?

   "I live upstairs. If it's raining, it's easier to get in the car. Which college are you a teacher from? I'll treat you to dinner next time I'm free."

   Regarding this question, Qi Baoying answered without any pause, and by the way, he was polite.

   It's a shame to ask her about this kind of thing, it's obviously for convenience.

   "..."

   Heh, female driver.

  Faced with the question from his future tutor, Zhou An'an thanked him in a gentlemanly manner, but he didn't say which college he was from.

  He left a phone number, and it will be his problem whether he can answer it or not.

   It's fun to fool around now, but it won't be fun in the future. According to the trajectory of the previous life, after the junior year, this teacher Qi would give them a sub-class, and he was selected by the tutor in the second semester of the junior year.

  Women hold grudges so hot, how can they fool around casually, what if the thesis is stuck and cannot graduate?

   By the way, is he really that anxious looking?

  Walking on the way to the cafeteria, Zhou Anan touched his face with some doubts. In the end, it could only be attributed to the fact that the female tutor's glasses needed to be changed.

  He is so young, how could he be a university teacher who graduated from university.

  There are three canteens in the second campus, among which the one contracted by 'Badoumi' tastes the best. Although the price is a few cents more expensive, there is no pressure on the students.

   Bought two meat and one vegetarian for four yuan and five, and Zhou Anan ate a delicious meal.

  I didn't meet the so-called beauties sharing tables, I didn't meet the little girls who didn't bring money to buy food, and I didn't see the girls who came to the door. Zhou Anan felt the deep malice in this world.

  If it wasn't for hearing that Qin Meimei was President Lu's lunch, Zhou An'an would have wanted to ask her out to talk about life and ideals.

   "Okay, I'll be there right away."

   I have to say that Dean Shi's efficiency is still very high. Zhou An'an, who had just finished his run on Monday morning, received a call from the other party while having breakfast, asking him to go to Huangyan Junior High School to meet a certain vice principal.

   Thanks verbally as usual, Zhou Anan arrived at the gate of Huangyan Junior High School by car at half past nine.

   Did not enter the school, Zhou Anan waited at the school gate for a while, then got into a Santana that drove out of the school.

   "This is the dean of our school, the group leader of the second grade, teacher Zhang Huairen."

   After the boy got on the bus, the vice principal Li Cheng introduced another middle-aged male teacher who was sitting with a smile.

  Although he was entrusted by Shi Mingdi, as the vice-principal, it is not easy for him to take part-time job as a teacher. It is still possible to ask Mr. Zhang, who is the grade leader, to organize a few teachers who are willing to work part-time to make money.

   If there is any problem, he, the vice principal, is completely unaware of it.

   "Mr. Zhang is good."

   Instantly understood the current situation, Zhou Anan politely shook hands with the male teacher next to him.

  When he was assigned by the school to practice in Huangyan Junior High School, he was with a teacher in the first grade of junior high school. He didn't have much contact with the teacher who was in the second grade of junior high school at the time. It can only be regarded as a few encounters.

  If it is as expected, the person who will contact him in the future will be the team leader Zhang, Director Zhang.

   "President Zhou is really young and promising."

   Zhang Huairen also understood what he was going to say next, but he was just not sure how much the other party could offer.

  Casually chatting about studies related to junior high school, a few people went to a cross-strait coffee, and sat down in a private room.

  Some things, let's talk slowly.

   "Mr. Zhang, this is our current salary table, would you like to take a look?"

   After taking a few sips of coffee, seeing that the time was ripe, Zhou Anan smiled and took out a printed part-time salary form from his bag.

  It’s very simple, for courses with less than 10 people, 150 per class; for courses with more than 10 people, 200 per class.

  A class is specifically two class hours, and each class time is forty minutes.

  After 10 years, it has become common practice for school teachers to lead students privately, and they may not value such a small amount of money. But in 2005 when the current salary is not high, this salary can be regarded as a high salary. It is also attractive enough while ensuring the profit of the training department.

"Oh."

   After taking the salary slip and scanning it, Zhang Huairen's eyes lit up slightly.

  Currently, the housing prices in the HY district are roughly around 750 to 800 yuan. The monthly salary of their junior high school teachers is deducted from the five social insurances and one housing fund, and the ones they get are usually around 1700 to 2000 yuan.

  If it is calculated based on two classes per week, at least 1200 a month, and the high point can reach 1600, which seems to be quite a considerable amount of income.

   "Old Zhang, if you think it's okay, help Brother Zhou make arrangements."

   Smoking a pack of hard China that Zhou Anan handed over, Li Cheng, who was in a good mood, smiled and helped.

  Being entrusted by others, a matter of loyalty to others, this matter has been accomplished, and he is still happy to hear it.

   "Okay, there's no problem. Mr. Zhou, you need some teachers there, and I'll help you arrange them."

   Didn't make a decision, Zhang Huairen accepted the matter with a smile.

  To be honest, having a part-time job with such an income is a good way for him to integrate the hearts of the people in his grade.

  Mutual benefit is the basis for cooperation.

   "Then trouble Teacher Zhang."

  Seeing that the matter was settled so easily, Zhou Anan also heaved a sigh of relief.

  Thanks to the current prices, and the fact that Huangyan's students don't have the habit of looking for teachers to take care of them, otherwise Zhou An'an might not be able to handle it.

   After 10 years, it is simply a dream to hire a better in-service teacher at such a price.

  Everything is under control.

  (end of this chapter)