When they arrived at the office, some parents came to inquire about school transfer. Yang Yimin spent nearly an hour and finally sent everyone away.
After the parents saw him off, the administrators came to his office one after another. Principal Chen sat on the single sofa and said with a smile: "Principal Yang, I didn't expect that so many people would want to come to our school to study."
"Yeah, I really didn't expect this situation today. Principal Yang, the TV report last night seemed to have an obvious effect." Xiang Hongmei also said excitedly with a smile.
Yang Yimin nodded, "Yes, it seems that enrolling students will not be a problem. I made preliminary calculations and found that our teacher's bonus is not a big problem, but my pressure is even greater."
He Ming said: "Principal Yang, don't worry, our administration will definitely work hard. Suburban middle schools are finally getting ahead. There are more than 30 people who came to our school when the school was established more than ten years ago. Recently, everyone has a problem.
This feeling is that I suddenly have the idea of turning around. After so many years of bad luck, it seems that we can finally feel proud."
"Yes, we are all holding our breath in our hearts." Du Xuan also laughed.
Other administrators were hard to talk to. Yang Yimin looked at everyone's morale and said: "Okay, we just want this kind of morale, but I also say, if everyone works hard and achieves results, the administrative income will naturally be higher than that of ordinary teachers, but if
If the administrator does not work hard, he will be deducted more than the teacher, and he will be criticized. If it is serious, he will be removed from his position. Then don't blame me."
Feng Min smiled and said: "Principal Yang, how much money can we get every month?"
"You, the office director, don't you know how to calculate? If you take six classes, you can reach the same level as a teacher whose main subject is twelve classes, four hundred and eighty yuan per month. If the school average is four
One hundred yuan, you can have two hundred yuan job allowance."
"Then, Director Feng will have six hundred and eighty yuan?" Pu Hongxia asked in surprise.
"You guys, maybe the teacher is more accurate than you. Of course, it's definitely more than that. I will also give some money at the end of each semester to reward good administration. But Xiao Pu, you may not get as much as Director Feng."
"I know, Principal Yang, don't worry, I will definitely do a good job and strive for the final reward."
"Okay, let's all work together to really turn around the teaching quality of suburban middle schools."
This seemingly informal chat caused a huge stir in the administrative mind. Speaking with such certainty made everyone believe that Yang Yimin would definitely do what he said. This was the first time that anyone except Li Xiaoping had a deep understanding of the matter.
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After checking the time, Yang Yimin asked everyone to go home. Principal Chen smiled and said: "Principal Yang, school is about to start. Let's have a dinner together with the administration."
Yang Yimin also considered it. Firstly, there is no time. Secondly, he feels that he cannot spend money lavishly now, eat less and pay more. This was his idea when he was a teacher, and he believes that the same is true for administration.
"Let's talk about it later when we have time. There are a lot of things going on in school right now, and the school teachers are still looking at us."
Chen Zhenghua couldn't say more. During this holiday, he gradually saw Yang Yimin's ability to do things. He quietly took all the rights of the school into his hands, and made everyone happy, even himself sometimes.
I also feel that Yang Yimin treats me well.
After everyone left, Yang Yimin called Xiang Hongmei and said, "Principal Xiang, please leave later. Li Yan is coming to pick me up. Let's go together."
"Okay, then I'll trouble Li Yan."
After a while, Li Yan called and said that she would be at school soon. Yang Yimin called Xiang Hongmei and they went to the school gate together and got in the car. Yang Yimin called Lin Juan and told Li Yan to drive to pick her up.
When the four people arrived at Pingchuan Hotel, it was still twenty minutes before six o'clock. The waiter took them into the room. The room was large, luxuriously furnished, and there was a large sofa in the lounge. The waiter poured tea for everyone, and Yang Yimin asked:
"Have the dishes been arranged?"
"It has been arranged, the standard is two hundred yuan per person."
Li Yan sat next to Yang Yimin. She looked at Yang Yimin in surprise, but it was hard to ask. Yang Yimin also thought it was too high, but Li Xinghui's arrangement should show that he had his own ideas.
After taking a sip of water, Yang Yimin's cell phone rang. When he opened it, he saw that it belonged to Xu Mingfang. He signaled to Li Yan and walked out of the lounge alone to the balcony.
"Yang Yimin, where are you?" Xu Mingfang's voice seemed a bit serious.
"Xu Bureau, what's the matter? I'm in Pingchuan." Yang Yimin was very surprised that Xu Mingfang asked such a question, and he could only talk in general terms.
"Oh, I want to have dinner with you, do you have time?"
Yang Yimin felt excited, but what could he do at this time? "Xu Bureau, I just have a party, why don't you have something to eat first, and I'll come over to accompany you as soon as the party is over."
"You want me to eat instant noodles?"
"Let's do this. Wherever you are, I'll have someone send you a meal right away."
The other party smiled and said, "That's pretty much it. Let's do this. Wherever you are, I'll come over and I'll also meet your friends."
Yang Yimin was even more surprised. This was not Xu Mingfang's style of doing things at all. It didn't matter if Xu Mingfang knew about his relationship with Li Xinghui. The key was Lin Juan.
Once Xu Mingfang comes, he may know whether Li Xinghui's extremely secretive circle in the past will have bad thoughts about him, and whether he will see the relationship between himself and Lin Juan. Xu Mingfang's vision is quite poisonous.
, women are quite repulsive about this matter. They may feel guilty about Li Yan, but for another woman who has a relationship with them, it may have an impact on Lin Juan's future career.
But precisely because of such a strange question, Yang Yimin did not dare to lie. He knew that Xu Mingfang was a very scheming person, and she would easily notice if he lied.
"Bureau Xu, a few friends and I are at the Pingchuan Hotel. You all know people. You want to come over. We really appreciate it."
Xu Mingfang laughed and said, "You are quite honest. I won't tease you anymore. A few friends and I were also eating here and saw Li Yan's car. I guess you are here."
Yang Yimin broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he didn't lie just now, otherwise he would have been in trouble. Not only did his lie make the other party think about it, but if he knew that he was eating with Li Xinghui and deliberately hid it from her, he would have to make it clear.
, it’s not easy.
"Really, then you must come over. We are inviting Secretary-General Li to dinner. He has been promoted. We have always wanted to congratulate him, and finally found a time when everyone is free." Yang Yimin knew there was no need to hide it.
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"Oh, that's right. In this case, I really need to come over. Are there many of you?"
"Not many, Li Yan and I, Lin Juan and Xiang Hongmei, there are only four of us."
Xu Mingfang thought for a while, "This is a strange combination. Okay, when do you start? I'll come over later."
Yang Yimin told the time, and Li Xinghui also walked to the corridor at this time. Yang Yimin hung up the phone and walked quickly towards Li Xinghui, "Secretary-General Li, hello."
The two held hands tightly and said, "Xiao Yang, everyone is here, let's go in."