"It's like this, I, I want you to tell the school leaders if it can be cheaper. After all, our family's economy is not very good now, and our children did not go to service classes in the previous period." Song Liang became more and more uncomfortable as he spoke.
Sorry.
"This seems to be very troublesome." Mo Zhicheng said worriedly.
After all, he is just an ordinary teacher and has nothing to say in front of the leaders.
"Forget it." When Song Liang heard what Mo Zhicheng said, there was disappointment in his eyes. The depressed look made Mo Zhicheng feel pain in his heart.
Just when Song Liang turned around to leave, Mo Zhicheng couldn't help but said, "I'll ask the school leaders for you tomorrow."
"Really? Thank you so much, Teacher Mo." Song Liang shouted happily.
"However, I don't know if telling the leader will help." Mo Zhicheng gave Song Liang a "vaccination" in advance.
"If it can be cheaper, we will all be happy." Song Liang said.
Mo Zhicheng thought that what Song Liang said made sense. Song Liang's two children did not attend service classes in the previous period. It was reasonable and the school should reduce some of the money.
If each student charges 500 yuan for service fees per semester, then Song Liang's children can only charge 400 yuan.
Song Liang has two children and can save 200 yuan a semester.
"I'll do my best. Anyway, don't have too much hope." Mo Zhicheng said.
"Teacher Mo, I heard that you have been teaching at No. 9 Primary School for nearly 20 years, so you have seniority. I think the school leaders will give you face." Song Liang was full of hope.
Song Liang didn't know anyone in the city, especially since Mo Zhicheng was a teacher at Ninth Primary School. Who would he look for if he didn't look for Mo Zhicheng?
When Mo Zhicheng heard Song Liang's praise, he felt a little sweet in his heart. "Song Liang, you go back first. If there is any news, I will tell you."
"Thank you, Teacher Mo." Song Liang took two steps back, bowed to Mo Zhicheng, and then walked downstairs.
Mo Zhicheng shook his head and closed the door.
The next day, after Mo Zhicheng finished his class, he went to the Teaching Office to find Director He Zhitong.
When He Zhitong saw Mo Zhicheng coming over, he raised his head and asked: "Teacher Mo, not all students in your class have signed up for after-school on-campus services. How are you doing now?"
"The students just told me that they would stay for service classes in the afternoon," Mo Zhicheng said.
In fact, this is just a service, not a class.
But now Huang Mingjiao and other teachers take classes in the after-school on-campus service, so everyone calls them service classes.
He Zhitong repeatedly told the class teachers that if any parents asked, just say that all the students in the class are here now, and everyone asked for more classes, so more teachers came.
"Well, you finally woke up. Although we are urging students to come and participate in after-school on-campus services, everything is for the benefit of students. If students attend more classes, their grades will definitely be better." He Zhitong said earnestly.
"Oh." Mo Zhicheng responded noncommittally.
"Also, the school... no, the off-campus agency has already calculated the service fee, which is five hundred yuan a semester. Remember to ask those students to pay as soon as possible." He Zhitong repeated the matter of collecting money.
Mo Zhicheng nodded and then asked: "Director He, I have a neighbor from the countryside. He has two children who study in our No. 9 Primary School. They just participated in after-school on-campus services yesterday. I wonder if they can be given less time."
Pay some service fees?”
"What do you mean?" He Zhitong stared at Mo Zhicheng.
"He, his child has been absent for a while. It seems that it is okay to pay less." Mo Zhicheng said hesitantly.
If it were anyone else, Mo Zhicheng wouldn't want to say such a thing for him.
But Song Liang came to the city from the countryside to work, and he still rented a house, which was not easy.
He Zhitong was so angry that he slapped the table and said: "It's their business to miss a period of time, how can they be exempted from it? Anyway, it is 500 yuan a semester. Even if they attend the last day, they have to pay 500 yuan. At that time, the school
I’ve told everyone to sign up as much as possible, why don’t they sign up?”
He Zhitong would not open this hole, because some students in the school have only recently participated in after-school on-campus services. If one of Mo Zhicheng's neighbors succeeds, other parents will also ask for exemptions, so what's the point?
"Aren't they poor? It's not easy coming from the countryside." Mo Zhicheng sighed.
Although their family's life is average, it is better than Song Liang's family. At least they have meat for every meal.
I heard from my mother that Deng Xiaoying sometimes buys some meat for her children to eat, but neither of them eat meat.
"So what if it's not easy? Why don't they go back to study in the countryside? Why come to the city to join in the fun?" He Zhitong sneered, "Since you have come to the city to study, you must abide by the rules of the city. Also, don't be lazy.
When do you think you are a good person, where does your compassion come from?”
"I..." Mo Zhicheng was speechless.
"Besides, think about your own abilities. You are just an ordinary teacher. How dare you instruct me, the director, to do things?" He Zhitong became angrier as he spoke.
In Jiuxiaoli, no one took Mo Zhicheng seriously.
But he didn't expect that Mo Zhicheng would dare to make irresponsible remarks to him today, which made him angry.
"Director He, I'm not instructing you to do things, I'm just here to report to you." Mo Zhicheng said with a bitter face.
"Get out now." He Zhitong pointed to the door.
Mo Zhicheng saw that He Zhitong was angry, so he walked outside without saying anything more.
It seemed that he couldn't help Song Liang.
In the evening, Song Liang came to see Mo Zhicheng again and asked if he had approached the school leaders to ask him about the exemption for his children.
Mo Zhicheng said embarrassedly: "Song Liang, I'm sorry, I asked the school leader and he disagreed."
"Can't we lose even a penny?" Song Liang still refused to give up.
Mo Zhicheng shook his head and said, "The leader said no."
"Oh, forget it." Song Liang sighed deeply and walked downstairs slowly.
The child's class teacher is urging him to pay the service fee. If he doesn't pay the service fee tomorrow, the child will be questioned by the class teacher again.
Therefore, no matter how hard he suffers, he cannot let his children suffer even a little bit of grievance.
The electric lights on the stairs were a bit dim, making Song Liang's figure appear blurry.
Mo Zhicheng reluctantly closed the door and returned to the room.
"What did Song Liang want to do with you just now?" Yang Yujuan asked.
"He wanted to reduce the child's service fee." Mo Zhicheng felt something was blocking his heart and felt a little uncomfortable, so he told Yang Yujuan what happened, including He Zhitong's rejection.
Yang Yujuan blamed Mo Zhicheng: "Are you stupid? How could the school open up about such a thing? If you go to tell the leader about such a thing, you are definitely asking for trouble. I guess He Zhitong has a deeper impression of you.
No, you will be even more annoyed at school in the future."
It must be very troublesome for a leader to have opinions about his subordinates.
