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Chapter 205 Application
Firstly, we have to save enough students in the class, and we can't just open a batch of classes with just three or five students. Wouldn't that tire the teacher to death, especially since many classes can only be taught by him personally? Secondly, the foundation of commune middle school Although it is big, with new students, new teachers, and program teams moving in, the house has become tense, so you have to be relatively cautious.

Teacher Wang, who was assisting Zhong Tao in his work, looked at the old man who was registering the 'student file', and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Zhong Tao is actually very familiar with Teacher Wang Shujun, but of course the latter doesn't know it now.

Teacher Wang is a good teacher. After Taoyuan Village Middle School became Taoyuan Village Primary School, Teacher Wang became the principal, and Zhong Tao was on his team when he was teaching.

This is a good person who will pay for the tuition fees himself when the students' families cannot afford it. If the students are not eating well, he will not be able to help but use the money to buy meat for the students' extra meals.But Zhong Tao didn't know it before. It turned out that Teacher Wang used to teach high school physics.

Nowadays, the former subordinate has become the principal, and the former principal has become the subordinate. This feeling of subordinates overcoming superiors——

Oh my, it’s so addictive.

But now, Teacher Wang obviously still has opinions about the new vice principal.

"Director Zhong, this uncle who is already over 50 years old wants to come to our school? Isn't this nonsense?"

Zhong Tao glanced at Teacher Wang casually and asked, "Teacher Wang, how much is your salary?"

"Why ask this?"

"As a vice principal, I should care about the salary of my subordinates. Isn't this what I should do?"

Teacher Wang said somewhat depressedly: "One month - 580 yuan."

Teacher Wang is a private teacher with an unestablished contract.In fact, in the entire Taoyuan Village Middle School, there is only one principal, the old educated youth, who has a formal staff, while the others are unstructured.Later, it was not until the old educated youth principal resigned that Teacher Wang was given a staffing position, while the others remained without staffing as usual.

In this era, the salary of 580 is still reasonable in the countryside, but Teacher Wang can't help but subsidize the students, which makes the family live in poverty, and his wife always complains about him.

Apart from the 580 yuan salary, there is no other money - except that the old principal pays 50 yuan per month as a meal subsidy out of his own pocket.

"Are there any other benefits?"

"I have 50 yuan as food subsidy." Teacher Wang's voice lacked confidence.

"Hey, how can this work!"

"I think it's not bad!" Teacher Wang couldn't help but say. Of course, he had also heard from people from all over the country that Chairman Xiao Zhong was a man who was not short of money.

“No matter how poor you are, you can’t afford education!”

Zhong Tao raised his voice and then said: "Teacher Wang, although your salary is a financial allocation, the school is also affiliated with our Taoyuan Village, and our Taoyuan Village is also obliged to allocate funds to you. Starting today, your salary will be increased to 1800. "

"what!?"

Teacher Wang was stunned.

His eyes were wide open, and the whites of his eyes were so round that if the pupils were yellow, they would look like a pair of fried eggs.

"Director Zhong, are you kidding me again—"

"Have I ever joked with others about money?" Zhong Tao glanced at Teacher Wang, and then smiled at the aunt registering in front of him, "Have I ever joked about giving out money? ?”

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" the aunt who was registering said excitedly, "Our Chairman, Xiao Zhong, has always been a man of his word! If I say I will give you [-], I can only give you [-]! It will never be less. one cent!"

"Really, really?"

Teacher Wang swallowed and felt that his mouth was dry. He had seen others raise their wages, but he had never seen such an increase. It would be okay to just double it. He was already so excited that he was incoherent.

"Director Zhong, ah no, Principal Zhong, this, this..." "By the way, what were you trying to say just now? What nonsense? What nonsense?"

"No, no, no!" Teacher Wang said quickly, "I just wanted to say that what you said, principal, is very reasonable. As the saying goes, live and learn! Live and learn every day! So what if you are 50? You don't need it at 50. Have you studied? People want to make progress at the age of 50, how can I still be so conservative and decadent in my thinking!"

"Principal, your words made me enlightened, enlightened, enlightened, and my ears suddenly became clear as if listening to fairy music. I feel that my realm has been improved. Thank you, Principal!"

Zhong Tao was stunned for a moment. Why couldn't he see it before? Lao Wang, you still have such eloquence. No wonder you changed to teaching Chinese in the future. The old educated youth principal didn't notice your talent at all.

After sighing, Zhong Tao picked up the tea cup, only to find that the tea in it was finished.

Teacher Wang immediately realized something and ran to the teaching office. In the office, on an old stove, a newly boiled iron kettle was spitting out white mist. Teacher Wang quickly walked over, and the old educated youth principal also happened to be here. .

The old principal watched Teacher Wang bring the kettle, pour the newly boiled water into the thermos, then lift the thermos, and said with relief:

"Teacher Wang, no need, I'm not thirsty -"

Before he finished speaking, the old principal looked at Teacher Wang with a depressed look and walked out carrying the thermos.

He followed angrily and took a look behind him, only to find that his loyal general, his beloved disciple with high hopes, Teacher Wang, who persisted in his true nature despite hardships and was full of literary spirit, was diligently serving the new dean—— He is also the vice-chancellor.

"Principal Zhong, you have tea."

Following the long line of villagers, Tian Wanjiang recognized Zhong Tao - he had looked at Zhong Tao's photos for several hours before coming here, so it was impossible for him not to recognize him.Tian Wanjiang looked at the long queue in front of him and didn't know why.

He couldn't figure out what these people were here for.

First rule out the possibility that these people are students.

After all, there are no students, 50 or [-]-year-old uncles and aunts all participating in the battle.

students' parents?

It's a bit similar, but it doesn't feel quite the same...

Damn it, these people must be here to apply for jobs too! ?
Tian Wanjiang became nervous. If these people were all his competitors, what should he do if he failed to apply?Not to mention the remaining 5 yuan, he should not be asked to return the 2 yuan he received, right?
In an uneasy mood, the team finally reached him.

"You are not from our village, are you?"

Zhong Tao immediately raised his head.

After all, if you suddenly see someone with over [-] attributes among people with single-digit or more than ten attributes, you will be as surprised as Zhong Tao.

"I'm here to apply for the job!"

"Apply? Why didn't you contact me by phone?" Zhong Tao actually arranged for someone to receive him in the town. He didn't expect Tian Wanjiang to come over by himself.

"I think coming here in person will appear more sincere!" Tian Wanjiang replied nervously.

Zhong Tao looked at Tian Wanjiang. Speaking of it, the fact that Tian Wanjiang chose to queue up instead of crossing the queue directly to him made Zhong Tao very fond of him. He was a real person.But Zhong Tao still doesn't agree with Tian Wanjiang's proactive move.

He strongly disapproves of this kind of use of 'juan' to please the interviewer.

But it's understandable, after all, this is the 'wisdom of the ancestors' passed down for thousands of years!

(End of this chapter)