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Chapter 35

Chapter 35 Disguised tutoring

At night, the small courtyard of the apartment was not quiet, some neighbors were chatting.

This is everyone's habit. After eating, they will hang out downstairs.

We were in small groups, chatting with each other, and all the hard work of the day was lost in words.

Liang Ping saw that there was no Cantonese opera program to watch tonight, so she had dinner early and went downstairs to chat with Jiu Po.

Mo Zhicheng took out his homework book and corrected it. After double reduction, the students had less homework.

Some conscious students will continue to study or deepen their mastery of each lesson.

However, some unconscious students without parental supervision sometimes do not study or even hand in homework.

Take that Ye Binghua, for example, some homework is not due now, and Mo Zhicheng also called Ye Wenian.

Ye Wennian was probably afraid that he would ask for the more than 600 yuan in medical expenses, so he would either refuse to accept it, or he would say that he was too busy and had no time, and would not listen to what Mo Zhicheng said.

In Ye Wennian's mind, Mo Zhicheng said this just to get him to pay back the money.

The only thing a teacher can blackmail parents with is the student as a mediator, and Ye Wennian is not stupid.

Because of Ye Wennian's neglect, Ye Binghua's grades have dropped a lot in the past two weeks.

Mo Zhicheng saw it and was anxious in his heart.

Although Ye Binghua's grades were a little worse in the past, they were not completely bad. But if Ye Binghua continues like this, he may become the last in the class.

I heard from other students that Ye Binghua often talks about what games to play in the class. He probably doesn’t study at home. He either watches TV or plays games.

Mo Zhicheng shook his head secretly. He wanted to control the students, but the students did not listen and the parents did not cooperate. If Ye Binghua continues like this, it will be very troublesome after junior high school, and it will be very difficult to correct it.

Suddenly, Mo Zhicheng heard someone calling Li Huabing's name, thinking that she was back.

"Hua Bing, why haven't our family's money been refunded yet?" It was Zhou Fang's voice.

"Sister Fang, it's coming soon." Li Huabing said tiredly.

During this time, she was really tired.

She has worked in many departments, and there are many things that need her to improve. She has thought about it. If the training institution is improved according to relevant regulations, she will not have that much money, and she will not have that many teachers.

Of course, you can also pay to hire qualified teachers, but in a word, you don’t have that much money.

After she invites qualified teachers back and improves related things, if her organization cannot make money, she will sell her house to pay off her debts.

"Soon? You said the same thing last week, and now you say the same thing again. When will it be soon?" Zhou Fang refused.

Originally, she asked Lin Shanfeng to ask Li Huabing, but after asking several times and still not getting the answer, she took action herself.

"Sister Fang, it's not that I don't want to quit, but I need to coordinate some things now so that I can raise the money soon." Li Huabing said helplessly.

Zhou Fang asked warily: "You're not thinking about running away, are you?"

"Yes, I heard that many training institutions have closed down and run away." A neighbor echoed.

Li Huabing was a little on the verge of tears. Many training institutions are now in a very difficult situation. They cannot afford to pay the rent, and they have no money to return to their parents. Anyway, they are not locals, so they closed their doors and ran away.

They don’t want any tables inside, and the landlord won’t be able to ask for rent from them.

But Li Huabing owns a house in Xiangyang Apartment and also bought a commercial house in a nearby community, so where else can she run? Unless she doesn't want these two houses anymore.

"Don't worry, I have a house here, how can I escape?" Li Huabing said.

Zhou Fang nodded secretly. If Li Huabing dared to run away, then she would occupy Li Huabing's house for her own use.

In the future, when her children grow up, they can live there.

Now, Zhou Fang thought that Li Huabing would run away without giving her money so that she could occupy the house.

"But no matter what, you have to give me money, otherwise, you have to give me interest, calculated according to the interest rate of bank loans." Zhou Fang is indeed a businessman, how can Li Huabing continue to owe her money?

.

Li Huabing said hurriedly: "Just give me another week, and I will pay back your family's money."

"Okay, I'll wait." Zhou Fang said, "Although we are neighbors, you still have to pay back the money. It's not easy for our family. Our two children are studying in No. 9 Primary School, and now they have to participate in after-school on-campus services. The same

You have to pay."

"Haha, Zhou Fang, don't worry, Li Huabing is the big boss, how can he shortchange you for such a small sum?" Liang Ping thought the matter was not serious and deliberately teased her.

Li Huabing got angry when he heard this, and cursed: "The relevant departments now are just messing around and shutting down our training institutions casually. We didn't operate it like this before, whether it was qualified or not? Didn't we operate it very well in the past?"

, and many students have been admitted to key schools."

"Also, it is said that students are not allowed to make up classes, but why does the school allow students to make up classes at school? They make up classes until six o'clock in the evening." Li Huabing became angrier as he talked.

"Li Huabing, that's not tutoring, what kind of service is it? It seems to be serving the people?" Liang Ping couldn't quite remember.

Zhou Fang corrected from the side: "After-school on-campus services."

"Yes, it's this after-school on-campus service." Liang Ping added.

"Okay, this is selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, just to put it nicely." Li Hua sneered coldly, "This is just making up lessons in disguise, asking the students to stay and teach the teacher, and then the teacher gets paid. Isn't this making up lessons? What are we?

Training institutions also do this, or sign up voluntarily."

Li Huabing has always been concerned about the current affairs of the school, so he has been asking about it.

"The service in the school is also voluntary." Seeing that Mo Zhicheng was silent in the room, Yang Yujuan was so angry that she walked out of the balcony and said to the people downstairs.

"Hmph, it sounds like it's voluntary, but the teacher uses other methods to talk about things in the service class so that the students have to come." Li Huabing laughed, "Do you think our parents are fools?"

"Yes, my child is because of this. Now I don't know what to do?" Deng Xiaoying walked out of the small courtyard from the room on the first floor.

Originally, they thought that if the school offered his services, it would be fine if the children did not participate.

But now the child comes back and says that the teacher commented on the test paper in the service, or said something useful for the textbook.

If the child does not participate in that service, he will suffer a loss. Gradually, he will distance himself from other students, and how can his grades be any better?

Song Liang and his wife were very anxious and were thinking about what to do.

"Look, Song Liang and his wife are from the countryside. It's not easy. The school provides services in disguise, doesn't it make the poor people worse?" Li Huabing deliberately said loudly, "Because they are poor, they

The children have never participated in supplementary classes.”

Deng Xiaoying felt uncomfortable all over when she heard what Li Huabing said.

They come from the countryside to work in the city, and they are poor, but so what? As for saying it loudly like this, does it hurt them?

Especially when the children are still doing homework in the house...

(End of chapter)


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