MTL - Back To 2005-Chapter 65 No matter how hard it is, don't suffer children

  Chapter 65

"What kind of room do you open? I've already bought the ticket to go back at 5:30. I've read it, and your father and I are relieved. There are still a lot of things waiting for me at home. If you are in a hotel, you should go back early. Lose."

  Hearing that his son had reserved a room in the hotel, Wang Jingyu said with some distress.

  To be honest, the two of them are most worried about their son's current situation.

  A few days ago, the second brother-in-law told them about his son’s previous barbecue stall. It is said that tens of thousands of dollars were transferred, and the couple couldn’t sleep because of worry.

   It's not that I'm afraid that my son will spend money indiscriminately, but that I'm afraid that my son will learn bad things.

Tens of thousands of dollars, the annual revenue of the quarry that their family partnered with is only 600,000 yuan, and the average profit of each person is only 100,000 yuan. How can I expect my son to make such a profit without saying a word? Much money, the problem is they don't know yet.

  If the second brother-in-law hadn't told them not to be too strict and to give the children some space, Wang Jingyu would have rushed over a long time ago, and wouldn't have waited until the day of registration today.

   Now it seems that the son is still a good son.

   Now that he knew that his son had not gone astray, Wang Jingyu of course had to rush back. Not only did the quarry have to keep accounts, but the online store at home also had to be staffed.

  You know, she can sell thirty or forty cups a day now, making hundreds of profits.

  If you leave for one day, you will lose hundreds of dollars, so how can you stay for the next night?

   "Are you in such a hurry, I haven't taken you around yet. Why don't you rest in Lucheng for a night and go back tomorrow morning."

   Unexpectedly, my mother would go back in the afternoon. Zhou Anan, who suddenly felt that the script was wrong, was afraid that his mother would be tired, and he didn't care if his mother would reveal her secrets, so she began to persuade her.

   It's tiring to go back and forth like this.

   "Okay, okay, next time I'm free, mom and dad will come over to play again."

  Looking at such a sensible son, Wang Jingyu felt that everything was worth it, but when he thought of the Taobao store at home, he felt more urgent to go home.

   Persuading my mother, Zhou Anan was also afraid that she would be tired, so instead of climbing the Great Wall, he took his mother to the streets of LC District for a stroll, and bought a bunch of food as specialties to take back.

   "You take this card, and the password is your birthday. If you lack something, buy it. If you don't have enough, call me and your dad. If you are outside alone, pay attention to your diet..."

  When he was about to get into the car, Wang Jingyu earnestly instructed that the tears in his eyes were about to fall.

  For so many years, this is the first time that the son has been away from home for such a long time. The mother is worried when the son travels thousands of miles.

  Although the son made some money by opening a barbecue stall before, they still have to pay living expenses as parents.

   No matter how hard it is, you can't suffer children.

   "Mom, leave the card alone, I can make money by myself."

  Although he has the soul of an uncle, but listening to his mother's orders, there is still something in Zhou Anan's eyes that wants to overflow.

  No matter how many experiences he has had, family love is still his constant concern.

   "Mom knows you can earn money, but your dad and I gave it to you. At the beginning of each month, I will ask your dad to put a thousand dollars into it, so don't tire yourself."

   Regarding the matter of living expenses, Wang Jingyu insisted on handing it over to his son.

  No matter how old the son is, he is still their son.

"Ok."

  Knowing that she couldn't stop her mother's wishes, Zhou An'an could only accept the bank card.

  Watching his mother get on the long-distance bus, Zhou Anan went to the counter machine next to the station to check and found that the balance was 6,500.

  In addition to the living expenses of 1,500, there is also a registration fee of 5,000. They majored in teacher education, received state financial subsidies, and only needed tuition fees of less than 5,000 yuan per year.

   It turned out that Zhou Anan told his mother that he had already paid the registration fee himself, using the money he earned during the summer vacation. How could he have thought that his mother would insist on it like this.

   Zhou Anan, who didn't have too many surprises, would never have thought that his second uncle, who didn't talk too much, would have already cleaned up his bottom line. The only difference was that second uncle didn't know how much money he made from transferring the barbecue stall.

   Before there was too much emotion, Zhou An rushed back to the training department.

  This Friday afternoon, the remaining 2,000 advertising fans were all distributed, and the publicity of the primary school in the first semester came to an end, and the next step was mainly the enrollment of junior high schools.

  For junior high schools, it is never too late to enroll students, and a new batch of customized advertising fans is also on the way to delivery.

   "Huh."

   Sending off the last wave of students, Zhou Anan let the seniors go back, sorting out the thick register by himself, feeling quite happy.

  Everything, just wait for tomorrow's start.

  At seven o’clock on Saturday morning, Zhou An’an welcomed six teachers from Huangyan Junior High School, including two science teachers, two mathematics teachers, one Chinese teacher and one English teacher. Zhang Huairen, the grade leader, was one of the science teachers.

  Some teachers only take one or two classes due to time constraints, while some teachers want to make more money, so they take two more classes, each taking what they need.

   "The teaching methods of our training class and school are different..."

  In the small conference room on the first floor, Zhou Anan communicated with several teachers, mainly pointing out the teaching characteristics of the training department, and let everyone play freely on the specific situation.

  Of course, Zhou Anan only decided the teaching content of a few teachers, and each teacher will arrange the class schedule by himself.

   There was a little communication before, and the general scope of the courses was prepared by the teachers in advance. The teaching materials are determined by each person. If you need to buy materials, the training class will be reimbursed.

   It's just that the ugly words are up front. If the students don't like it or the feedback is not good, they still have to be replaced.

   In this regard, several teachers who came to work part-time nodded in agreement. After all, a part-time job that is comparable to a monthly salary is not so easy to earn.

   They are all old teachers for many years, so I still have some confidence in this.

   "Then trouble everyone."

"you are welcome."

  At eight o'clock in the morning, after the beautiful class music sounded, the first junior high school trial class was held simultaneously in three classrooms that could accommodate more than 30 people.

   On this day, Zhou Anan was basically busy.

  Arranging students' seats, arranging students' lunch, recording students' feedback, talking with parents who pick them up, arranging students who have no parents to pick them up, the same thing, even with the help of seniors, Zhou Anan is still dizzy.

   "I'm exhausted."

  After seeing off the last wave of parents of the students, Tian Tiantian couldn't help but leaned on the chair and stretched, her small and sizable figure looming.

The rest of the girls were also sitting on the chairs, rubbing their shoulders and turning their heads. Although they are not required to attend classes in junior high school, there are too many students and parents today, so it is very troublesome to receive them. Some of them have finished elementary school. The counseling courses of the company also receive parents by the way, and the workload is not low.

   "Okay, everyone has worked hard. So, I will treat everyone to dinner today."

   After admiring the eye-catching scenery, Zhou Anan said.

  Before, Zhou Anan had reserved three tables at the Old Street Restaurant next to Huipu Road. Apart from a dozen seniors, the junior high school teachers who had worked hard all day would naturally also entertain them.

  Although the statistics are not yet complete, the general feedback from the junior high school students who came to audition is still good, after all, they are all experienced teachers.

   After a while of toasting, Zhou Anan parted ways with everyone and walked into the old campus.

  After registering for the quilt yesterday, he hasn't had time to make the assigned bed.

   "Li Yan."

  Walking at the intersection of the male and female dormitory buildings, Zhou Anan saw a familiar tall figure and subconsciously called out.

  (end of this chapter)