After the villain was reborn, he found out that he had a childhood sweetheart.

The assistant took advantage of the time when the lights in the office were turned off at noon to lay down the fabric swivel chair, take a nap and make a facial mask. When he woke up, he found that Lin Xiangling was still studying the plan.

It's outrageous!

Why are you always thinking about your plan B?

For an intern like you who is just there to do the research, does it make a big difference whether you study this or not?

So you can still find bugs in something we spent weeks working on?

The assistant is a little bit grumpy.

I couldn't help but "accidentally" pass by Lin Xiangling with a cup of water, and praised her with a smile: "You are so hardworking, sister Xiangling, is it because you use the time when others are sleeping to study that you can get the first place in the grade?"

"Well, no... I'm just taking a look." Lin Xiangling was a little shy, but her heart was calm.

She had long been accustomed to similar situations. After all, the junior high school she attended at the time was not very good. There were many unlucky kids who didn't like to study and loved to make trouble. When they saw that she studied hard, they would say something sarcastic to her for no reason.

Lin Xiangling only felt pity for this kind of people.

Sister Liang had an event to attend in the afternoon, so the group quickly held a meeting while she was still there.

After this meeting, the schedule of the music festival will be almost finalized, and then everyone will take up their positions and perform their duties.

In fact, even this meeting itself is more of a formality.

After all, the problems that need to be solved have been solved long ago, and any doubts would not have been left until now. Who among those who can gain a foothold in Lin’s Entertainment is not a veteran who has experienced many battles?

As a result, only Lin Xiangling raised her hand seriously, saying that she had discovered a flaw in the plan.

Oh~

Everyone who was originally listless and sleepy suddenly became alert and all looked at the little pig.

Even Liang Yingjia, who had been staring at her phone the entire time and looked indifferent, looked at her with interest.

There is no way. It is really rare to see such "low EQ" behavior in a meeting on the first day of internship. This is no longer the era of information blockade. A kid who has never seen the world will inevitably look like a fool when he first enters the workplace... Liang Yingjia thought that Delin Middle School did not seem to be a place for pure study.

"Tell me, what's the problem?"

Gollum~

She was still a little scared in front of the celebrities, especially when there were so many people watching with obvious gloating emotions... Lin Xiangling swallowed, and the scene of Lin Yun encouraging her at noon flashed through her mind, and she suddenly became much calmer.

She wasn't talking nonsense, there was indeed something wrong with the plan...even though it was quite hidden.

Then the little pig's voice calmed down:

"It's like this. There was an activity planned for setting up stalls on the roadside where people could scan the QR code and post on Weibo to get souvenirs. However, the activity was arranged at the east gate of the music festival venue, which was inappropriate."

"Why is it inappropriate?" The assistant interrupted, "The east gate of that park has the most visitors, and people usually go there through the east gate."

"But on the day of the festival, there will be traffic restrictions on Metro Line 3, and there will be road repairs in several places..." Lin Xiangling took out a screenshot of the electronic map she had found in advance on her phone and showed it to everyone, including the notices about traffic restrictions and road repairs on the official account. "Whether the audience drives, takes the subway, or even takes the bus... they will all enter from the west gate. If we set up stalls near the east gate, we will cover very few customers."

Everyone was stunned.

After confirming that the information provided by Lin Xiangling was correct, his expression became even more exciting.

She really got caught...

"Who is responsible for this part?" Liang Yingjia's tone was not good.

"It's me..." A weak voice came from the conference room, and the girl with glasses raised her hand reluctantly.

"Go back and revise it, and write a self-criticism. I don't need to tell you the format of the self-criticism, right?"

"No, I know, I'll change it right away..."

The atmosphere is a bit stiff.

After the meeting, Liang Yingjia left Lin Xiangling alone, looked her up and down for a long time, and commented leisurely and sharply: "She has some talent, and she is quite smart."

"Sister Liang, thank you for the compliment."

"Why did you choose to intern here? The bank of the Lin Group is very famous, right? You are the one favored by the foundation. Internship is just a piece of cake anyway. Isn't it better to get something more prestigious?"

"Well, I'm just interested in the work process here and want to learn more about it..." Of course, Lin Xiangling would not tell the truth and found a common excuse.

But who is Liang Yingjia? She was able to rise to this point from a hostess who graduated from a medical school. She must be more savvy than Jingwei in understanding the ways of the world. One can tell at a glance that she is not telling the truth.

So she took extra time to learn more about it, and of course, she had the help of her assistant.

Concluded:

Classmate Lin Xiangling has a special relationship with the young master.

Liang Yingjia immediately raised the level of importance he attached to her. She was a top student and a popular figure around the young master... She was someone he dared not offend.

The young master himself doesn't actually have much weight. From the perspective of interests, he doesn't seem to be as valuable as Niu Zihao...

But after all, he is a direct descendant. Even if he is not powerful in the family, it is not something that a third-tier star like Liang Yingjia can mess with.

I specifically asked the assistant to take good care of the people in the team and not to isolate the newcomers because of what happened today.

Cruelly speaking, it is normal for interns to be bullied for being too jumpy in the workplace. The problem is that they have backers and do not need to abide by the laws of heaven and earth. This is against the will of heaven.

……

Lin Yuankai, who was far away in the southern tip of the continent, erupted again.

He couldn't help but start to doubt. It wasn't that there was a problem with the food safety in this city, but simply that he was not used to the local climate and the food here tasted bad.

Today, at least I didn’t eat at roadside stalls.

Mr. De slept in the whole morning, and only when the sun was at its highest did he leisurely ride his electric scooter along the street in the opposite direction and find a teahouse to have some snacks.

Lin Yuankai rode his horse to the scene.

This city is famous for its morning tea. When Lin Yuankai was discussing business before, his partners invited him to a high-end teahouse, and the meal was pretty good.

It turns out that ordinary teahouses are a completely different breed. Apart from anything else, the noisy air alone is a bit unbearable.

On the other hand, Mr. De seems to be enjoying himself.

"We can eat, drink tea, and chat here." Mr. De fiddled with the kettle, sipping the aged tangerine peel that cost four yuan per person. Suddenly he looked up at Lin Yuankai and said, "Let's chat more with you today."

Oh, thank God... Lin Yuankai felt relieved. The old man finally became normal.

The reason why he stayed in another place for so long was that Mr. De was crazy. He would talk to him for at least five minutes every day, and at most a quarter of an hour, and then send him away. Lin Yuankai even suspected that he was deliberately tormenting him.

But even if they were deliberately tormenting him, he had to endure it.

The financing of Delin Middle School is very crucial.

News came from Beicang that Huaizhi, who represented Old Lady Lin, had reached a deadlock in negotiations with small shareholders. It seemed that the problem was not with the second uncle who was in charge before.

It is said that privately approaching small shareholders to win them over does not produce significant results.

Mr. Bai from Sirius is like your mother's cult leader. I don't know what kind of magic potion he has given them.

Therefore, Lin Yuankai's lobbying of Mr. De, the second largest shareholder, becomes particularly critical.

"Mr. De, you have given me questions every day in recent days, and I have given detailed answers. Are you going to make a decision today?" Lin Yuankai asked tentatively.

Unexpectedly, the other party shook his head: "No... I had some ideas at first, but then a friend wrote to me and put forward some new ideas, which are very interesting. Let's discuss them more..."

"..."

Your friend is intentionally torturing me indirectly!

Lin Yuankai was numb.

117. Jiang Qianxi is proud of himself (3000)

After being confused by Mr. De for a few days, Lin Yuankai finally grasped the key to the matter.

There is no doubt that there is a "friend" who is discussing the financing of Delin Middle School with Mr. De. This friend may be from the small shareholder side, or may not... Lin Yuankai thinks that probably not. If so, Mr. De's attitude should not be so friendly when he mentioned him. When judging things, Mr. De's attitude towards stakeholders is always very bad. This is the information Lin Yuankai got from his father.

This made Lin Yuankai very unhappy.

Originally, if Mr. De was compared to an NPC, what Lin Yuankai had to do was to develop a single-player game strategy. As long as he slowly understood the other party's temper, he would always be able to shake his mind.

It turns out that there was another person who was also trying to shake Mr. De, and the nature of the game instantly changed from pve to pvp.

"Your friend..." Lin Yuankai almost blurted out, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he quickly changed his tone to be polite and reserved, "He must be someone in the industry with a strong professional background, right?"

"No." Mr. De laughed, "He seems like an ordinary student. His ideas are quite radical and his tone is very impolite. Oh, it's been a long time since anyone spoke to me like that. It's really interesting."

"..." For a moment, Lin Yuankai wondered if Mr. De had some kind of fetish, or if he was like the overbearing CEO in idol dramas who had been a local tyrant for too long and just liked women who treated him badly.

If you think about it carefully, there is a different meaning implied in Mr. De's words.

It seems that he is describing an impetuous young man, but in fact he is implying that what the young man expresses is very much to his liking... otherwise, he would never laugh so happily at this moment.

The waiter brought the caged ma cake, which was steaming.

With his eyes eroded by time, Mr. De asked through the hazy heat mist:

"If you were asked to summarize a topic we discussed earlier, what would you say?"

"The topic... the topic is whether Delin Middle School should remain as it is."

“That’s a good summary.” Mr. De clapped his hands softly. “‘Should’… or, from a rational point of view, the reason for deciding not to accept external financing… but we seem to have missed a question unconsciously.”

"You mean?"

"Can Delin Middle School maintain its status quo?"

After thinking for a while, Lin Yuankai wondered, "With the financial resources of the Lin Group, I think it's easy to maintain a private middle school that's not too big."

"The key is not financial resources, but other things."

Mr. De chewed the snacks slowly and sipped his tea, like a Hermit Roshi who had lived for thousands of years.

In order to help build up a concept, he first asked Lin Yuankai if he knew what the average salary of teachers in Beicang City’s public high schools, especially young teachers, was... and how much the houses they generally bought cost per square meter.

Lin Yuankai naturally couldn't answer the former; for the latter, he made a rough guess.

"Twenty to thirty thousand per square meter?"

"What are you thinking about? Beicang is not here!" Mr. De was amused. "You are talking about the price of a river view house in a luxury community... A young teacher who has just been employed for a few years will spend about 10,000 yuan on a new house. Some even buy a house in the suburbs for a few thousand yuan to save money... Of course, house prices are rising rapidly now. If I ask you this question again next month, your answer may be very different. However, you should know the general situation."

"Mr. De taught me that." Lin Yuankai complained in his heart, no, what does it have to do with me how expensive a house the teacher buys?

To be honest, he was a little annoyed. After all, his family education had given him a good level of patience - as long as it was a critical moment that was profitable, the Lin family's children were often very patient.

Mr. De shook his head slightly and continued, "As for wages, substitute teachers who are not on the payroll generally receive a meager salary of three to four thousand yuan. It will be higher after becoming a regular employee. In addition, their seniority and running cram schools are the main ways to increase their income... The worst thing is that it is not easy to become a regular employee. Not only is the competition fierce, but they also have to face the squeeze of people with connections... Boy, are you still listening?"

"……Here I am."

"I say this to tell you that when good teachers are offered generous salaries, and the cost of living, especially housing costs, rises, forcing them to switch jobs to seek higher incomes...then high-quality teachers will only flow to two places: large-scale super high schools, or institutions that mainly engage in tutoring business, both of which have the shadow of big capital behind them."

Lin Yuankai finally understood a little: "Does that mean that the famous teacher of Delin Middle School will be poached? Haha, you think too much..."

"They don't even need to poach people from Delin Middle School! With the current size of Delin, each year's enrollment is only 500 people, of which at least 200 are rich kids. How many are the top students? When others expand and become bigger, forming a brand effect, Delin Middle School will become less and less popular in the eyes of students and parents, and then the source of students..."

"It's good to be a niche. The talents cultivated by Delin are different from those of ordinary schools."

"..."

You kid, you didn't listen at all!

Mr. De felt relieved. Maybe he had explained it too complicatedly, or maybe this theory was just a little complicated to begin with.

There is a bit of predictive nature in it, but the education industry has a strong clustering effect. In principle, Mr. De agrees with this theory.

Given Lin Yuankai's intelligence and knowledge, it's normal that he didn't understand.

So...the friend who wrote the letter and explained all of this to him must have some knowledge.

Lin Yuankai had a bad feeling: "Mr. De, so, do you think that Delin Middle School should expand now?"

"Expansion is the only way to avoid decline. It's not a question of whether or not we should do it. We must do it." Mr. De sighed, "Old Lin's idea was beautiful, but times have changed."

So Lin Yuankai's mission ended suddenly in a way that he could not understand.

It's like you are holding a [Broadsword + 3], slowly slashing the boss with one blow, and as your health bar is about to drop by half, a RMB player wearing rainbow wings descends from the sky, takes out a Kirin Fiery Sword, and kills the boss instantly with one blow.

Who is the person who wrote the letter to Mr. De?

Mr. De is not the type who can be easily bewitched by words.

Lin Yuankai quickly called his grandmother to report the situation. This sudden situation was beyond his ability to handle.

So even though he would definitely be scolded, Lin Yuankai did not dare to be negligent.

……

Yangxin Pavilion.