Xia Shuo swagger

Chapter 47
"Who are you looking for?"

At the gate of Liushe in Zhuyuan, Aunt Xia looked warily at the woman outside the gate.

It looks like a working person, but he is holding a duck neck and a large bottle of Coke in his hand.

As an excellent dormitory manager of the Zhuyuan student dormitory, Aunt Xia is sure that there is no such student in the dormitory.

"I'm the counselor of the 22nd grade accountant, Zhang Xiaotian—"

Zhang Xiaotian took out his work card with some difficulty, and passed it through the door.

"The students in our class live here. I want to go and see the children in our class, the environment and atmosphere of the dormitory."

"School of accounting, graduate school?"

Aunt Xia glanced at the card in her hand and raised her eyebrows.

Who is this fooling? !Think she doesn't know Chinese characters!
"Ahh—I took it wrong."

Zhang Xiaotian quickly changed one, and explained with an embarrassed smile.

"This, this, and that are my card from last year, and I just stayed in school this year."

"Oh. Mr. Zhang—it's good to stay in school."

Aunt Xia carefully compared the photo on the teacher's work card, and opened the door with a clear face.

It is not uncommon for graduate students to stay in school, and most of them start from counselors.

This kind of new teacher's work enthusiasm is much higher.

"The dormitory of your accounting school—"

"Well, I have statistics."

Zhang xiaotian smiled shyly, and raised the folder under his arm.

As a counselor, she still has the basic information of the students in the class, although she didn't come to check the bed today.

…………

boom.

"Zhao Huanxi!"

A few minutes later, the door of Room 803 was pushed open.

Zhang Xiaotian, who was smiling shyly just now, rushed in angrily.

"Ah, counselor Xiao Zhang is here, duck neck duck neck—"

Before Zhang Xiaotian got mad, Zhao Huanxi took the coke and duck neck from her hand very smoothly.

A folding small square table has been unfolded in the center of the dormitory, and several water glasses have already been prepared.

"Shake, pour Coke——Luo Luo, go open a bag of melon seeds..."

Tang Qingying skillfully arranged the newcomers in the dormitory.

In less than half a minute, the room was decorated like a grand tea party.

"you……"

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Zhao Huanxi pressed Zhang Xiaotian with both hands, and once again interrupted the other party's questioning first.

She handed the coke and duck neck to Zhang Xiaotian's hand, and said calmly.

"Come on, drink Kuo Le! By the way, eat a duck's neck and listen to Huang Huang's analysis."

"Shaking?"

"I'm here~"

Xia Zhaoyao raised his hand, sat cross-legged on a chair and asked.

"Sister Tiantian, first of all, I would like to know how far has the school progressed?"

"Just... I just sent a group message to the counselors—"

"Then there's no need to worry."

Xia Zhaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, and waved his hands nonchalantly.

She thought she had already caught them out, but she didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

It is now September [-]st, and the school's response speed is considered the most ideal situation.

Of course, this "ideal" is naturally from the perspective of Huantang Wanshiwu.

The old book plan is to directly use the knife on Huaijiang University's several million textbook fees, which is a condition known from the beginning.

In the final analysis, what they do is to make profits through "crazy" price wars, primitive, but extraordinarily effective.

"Sister Tiantian, um, Miss Zhang, can I ask you a question?"

"Ok?"

"Do you think we've cost the school a lot and are now in big trouble for it?"

Zhang xiaotian nodded bluntly.

It's almost like a heartless outlaw fanatic asking why he was wanted.

"I don't know what kind of plans you have in the future," Zhang Xiaotian continued with a serious expression, "but now the school leaders are paying close attention to this matter, and the volume of used book transactions you triggered has completely broken the original balance. At the moment, all the counselors in the school are working overtime, asking about the prepayment of textbooks. This is definitely not an insignificant matter."

"I approved the old book plan of Huantang Wanshiwu, and you also have an additional sponsorship from me in your start-up funds—"

Zhang Xiaotian pushed his glasses, looked at the bubbling Coke in his hand with a sad face.

"If it really involves accountability or something, you must at least let me know how to take the blame."

"Take the pot?"

"Of course, I am the senior of the entrepreneurial base, the major shareholder—"

Zhang Xiaotian smiled and said, "Now you have an additional role as your counselor. As a teacher and senior, you should be responsible at this time."

"Besides, I don't think you have made any mistakes in principle. You just moved the adults' cake, and it's not the fault of the students."

Such words came out of Zhang Xiaotian's mouth.

She is obviously just an old senior who has just stayed in school to teach, and usually comes to eat with a cheeky face.

But at a critical juncture, she acted so naturally, as if she had planned it that way.

"...Really, Sweetie——it's no wonder your brain was deceived and the company went bankrupt."

Zhao Huanxi gave her a disgusted look, walked behind Xia Zhaoyao and put his arms around her shoulders.

"Come on, shake, tell your counselor what a real capitalist is like."

"If the income from teaching materials is counted as the financial income of the school, then we are 100% hopeless. However, this is not the case for the prepayment of teaching materials. Whether it is 1000 or [-] million, it will be written to zero in the school's final financial statement. Subjects. We are not making money from the school, but using the school as a battlefield to take a bite out of the cake from outside publishers."

Xia Zhaoyao had figured this out from the very beginning. She was not a lunatic, and she would not really put herself on the opposite side of the school.

"The choice of thousands of parents is a free choice of the market economy, and even schools cannot reverse time."

"There are still used books in stock that cost tens of thousands of yuan in the used book warehouse, and it will become more and more difficult to sell as the semester begins."

"so……"

Xia Zhaoyao looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said frankly.

"We urgently need a successor with ability and sufficient background - the school."

"Mr. Zhang, you can report directly to the school now and become a stop to turn the tide."

Zhang Xiaotian was silent for a moment.

"Hmm... what crazy talk are you talking about? Why did the school take the initiative to take over?"

"Two options—"

Xia Zhaoyao raised two fingers and replied with a smile.

"The school asked to stop the old book trade, so in order to reduce the storage, we can only complete the clearance in the form of free gifts."

"Free clearance—" Tang Qingying held the water glass, sipping the happy water in it, and muttered.

"Then this is no small matter, 10,000+ funds are enough to completely destroy the environment in the school."

"Why..."

"Because, we are still, and can still eat into inventory."

Xia Zhaoyao smiled, and there was a disturbing danger in his shy smile.

"Or the school has a second choice, endorse as the school, and recruit us wandering soldiers."

…………

"Compilation?"

"What crazy things are those students talking about?!"

"Which college, punishment, this kind of must be severely punished—"

Huaijiang University, General Office of Academic Affairs Office.

Following Zhang Xiaotian's report, the huge and crowded office exploded in an instant.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm not talking about you, you can't figure it out..."

"Nonsense, it's just bullshit!"

Director Jiang of the Academic Affairs Office jumped up.

"But……"

Zhang xiaotian looked at the noisy and chaotic people in the office.

She hesitated for a moment, took out her phone and put it on the table, and clicked on a wechat voice—public release.

"As a member of Huaijiang University, we obey all decisions made by the school."

"The recycling of old books in the school is returned to the school supervisor, and the school's annual finance is estimated to be around one million."

"In view of the possible transfer of interests, I implore the school leaders to temporarily avoid the relevant person in charge during the discussion."

"..."

There was an eerie silence in the office.

Director Jiang was like a rooster whose neck had been strangled, his neck turned red quickly visible to the naked eye.

"Mr. Zhang, what... do you mean?"

"Our entrepreneurial base has finally come up with a promising project—"

Zhang Xiaotian ignored Director Jiang, and turned to look at Vice Principal Liang who was standing by the window without speaking.

"I think... those children..."

"Well. I see."

Vice Principal Liang raised his hand and interrupted Zhang Xiaotian's words.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the window sill.

The annual textbook expenditure of Huaijiang University is indeed a cash flow outside the system.

On the other hand, the warehouses of the logistics department and the teaching material center are vacant most of the time.

As those few students said, the recycling of old books into schools certainly has more advantages than disadvantages.

but……

"That student, um, in your class?"

"One is, and two are juniors and seniors."

"Let them come to my office tomorrow. I want to ask them face to face."

Vice President Liang said decisively, and he looked around the teachers in the office.

As a deputy, this might be one of his dream opportunities.

Presiding over the cycle construction of a certain department in the school is something that is difficult to encounter after staying for more than ten years.

"School is about to start—"

"Let's resolve this matter as soon as possible, and don't wait until the opening ceremony is still a mess."

"Wouldn't it be a joke for others, and even the outside world?!"

He glanced at the voice array on Zhang Xiaotian's phone.

If the school prohibits it, it will be sold directly for free, and the fish will die and the net will be broken?
It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, this move is really good, it has the momentum of a fatal blow.

interesting……

This year's students, something.

…………

"It's done."

Zhuyuan Liushe, Room 803.

Zhao Huanxi glanced at the information on WeChat.

"Principal Liang asked us to go to his office for an interview tomorrow."

"call……"

"Great!"

Tang Qingying and Xia Zhaoyao's hanging hearts finally dropped.

As for Luo Junyao, she was even more relieved——

She has just joined the dormitory for a day, and this day has made her feel like a roller coaster.

If you want to compare it, it is to find that you have been assigned to Liangshan when you first entered school.

"Then we now..."

"Of course it's a beautification plan!"

Xia Zhaoyao turned the chair and opened his laptop.

"The point of Zhao'an is not to pawn the cottage, but to see what kind of small official position the court can assign..."

"Oooh-"

Luo Junyao nodded with a half understanding.

On the other side, Tang Qingying asked curiously while turning on the phone.

"By the way, Shake—"

"What if the school reacts violently and must punish us severely?"

"What did you do when the Samsung phone exploded in the scandal?"

Xia Zhaoyao tapped the keyboard and asked casually.

"……recall?"

"That's right, then we'll either give it out for free, or make a massive recall—"

Xia Zhaoyao turned to look at Tang Qingying, raised her finger and shook, "There are more than 5000 people, how could they be on the front page of Huaijiang?"

"That……"

Zhao Huanxi raised her eyebrows, a little worried.

"After all, you still moved some people's cakes. This is not a small feud."

"That's right, but we're not the only ones eating cakes now." Xia Zhaoyao replied indifferently.

In fact, she still has the last hole card to play.

The three of them were not the only ones who participated in the old book project.

If it really doesn't work...

There is also an excellent candidate for the alumni association - the hostages are all there.

ah-

Qin Shuo rubbed his nose.

He looked around in confusion.

How does it feel, there is a kind of malice that is not at ease.

(End of this chapter)