Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, an outlaw lunatic

It happens that the house is leaking and it is raining continuously.

Yan Bugui couldn't figure out how things turned out like this.

Although he learned from Xu Wenchang that he was fired from Hongxing Primary School, and even through the reactions of many colleagues, Yan Bugui could tell that Xu Wenchang was not joking.

but.

He still doesn't give up.

I plan to go to the principal to talk about it and try again.

after all.

Teacher salaries are not high though.

But their family still counts on his salary to live on.

Red Star Primary School.

Principal's office.

There was a knock on the door.

Principal Wang's voice came from the office.

"Please come in."

As the office door was pushed open.

Yan Pugui, with a hippie smile, walked in with two fried dough sticks.

Don't ask where the fritters come from.

ask.

That's what Yan Bugui bought.

This does not mean that Yan Pugui didn't eat breakfast.

He came to give a gift to Principal Wang.

Different from Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao's big handwriting, if he made a move to the superiors, he would be a little yellow croaker.

Not to mention that Yan Bugui doesn't have little yellow croakers.

Even if there is.

With his pissing nature, it is impossible for him to be willing to give the little yellow croaker as a gift.

Because it is common practice to be stingy on weekdays, I am used to calculating everything.

and so.

In terms of gift giving.

Yan Bugui really doesn't have much experience.

After learning that he was fired from Hongxing Primary School.

Although Yan Bugui was in a hurry, he also thought about talking to Principal Wang quickly; but on second thought, it was a bit inappropriate to go there with two fists.

The so-called, have you never eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run?
this year.

Nothing like the 21st century.

Like the affluent era of later generations, it is normal to have eaten pork but never seen pigs running.

But in this era, I have never eaten pork, and it is normal to have seen pigs running.

Not to mention that every household raises pigs, but many families also rely on raising pigs to increase part of their family income.

Gift giving is a science.

Just like seeing a doctor, you need to prescribe the right medicine.

Although he, Yan Pugui, has seen others give gifts to the leaders, but asking him to bring a few bottles of good wine, let alone a few hundred dollars, even if it is a few tens of dollars, he feels distressed.

Think again.

Yan Bugui felt that it was enough to be less polite and more affectionate.

therefore.

Just bought two fritters.

no more, no less.

Just right.

one more.

That belongs to Yan Bugui's generosity.

Actually.

In this day and age, if you are traveling with poor relatives, it is reasonable to bring two fried dough sticks.

But it is obviously a bit of a joke to give gifts to leaders.

"Principal Wang, it's me, Yan Bugui!"

Don't look at Yan Bugui wearing glasses, he looks like a dog on weekdays, looking gentle.

but.

at this moment.

But bent over, pouted buttocks.

With a servile look on his face.

"A little meaning, not a respect!"

talking.

Yan Bugui was about to put the fried dough sticks on President Wang's table.

"It's Teacher Yan!"

"I just wiped this table, don't put things in disorder, be careful to get oil on the table."

Hastily reminded Principal Wang of Yan Bugui that these two sentences came.

Subsequently.

He glanced at Yan Bugui again.

Principal Wang continued: "What's the matter? Teacher Yan didn't eat?"

Yan Bugui was taken aback.

President Wang's sentence is a bit incompetent for him.

What do you mean you didn't eat.

Bring the fritters by yourself.

This is for gift giving.

Yan Bugui, who was afraid that Principal Wang might misunderstand, quickly explained: "This is my wish, Principal Wang, you have to accept whatever you say."

in fact.

How can someone who can be a leader be a fool?

When Yan Bugui said that little meaning just now.

Principal Wang understood what the fritters were for.

Just because you know.

Principal Wang was angry.

In Principal Wang's opinion.

What kind of person does Yan Bugui think of himself.

Do those on the side of the road beg for food?
Bringing two fried dough sticks to give myself a gift, this is a shame that I have never seen the world, or I have never eaten fried dough sticks.

"Yan Bugui, who do you think I am, Wang Yide?"

The stern-faced Principal Wang has a loud voice.

of course.

He will not directly say that he despises these two fritters.

"After all, you were once a member of the teaching team. When did you learn such a foolish routine?"

"Is my Wang Yide the kind of person who is dishonest?"

"Take it, take it!"

talking.

Principal Wang just waved his hands like this, with righteous indignation on his face, a posture of fighting against bad behavior to the end.

Yan Bugui, who was turned away, was a little dejected.

He didn't understand.

Why did Principal Wang react so strongly.

in his impression.

Principal Wang with a big belly doesn't seem to be an honest official.

Why couldn't I send this gift out, not to mention, and I was taught a lesson by Principal Wang.

Although the gift was not sent out, Yan Bugui did not forget the business.

"Principal Wang, it's like this. I came to work this morning, and I heard that you took the lead in removing me from Hongxing Primary School."

Yan Bugui was planning to continue talking.

but.

Principal Wang, who did not deny this matter, took the first step, and replied with a tough and straightforward tone: "That's right! This is not a rumor, it is a fact."

"Why?"

Yan Bugui asked a question.

It seemed that Yan Bugui had expected to ask such a question.

Principal Wang said with a stern face: "You still ask why, what did you do, don't you have any points in your mind?"

when saying this.

Because the distance between the two is relatively close.

Just across a desk.

Principal Wang, holding a pen in his hand, kept pointing to Yan Bugui's chest with the pen.

"What have I done?"

Yan Bugui, who thought he was very wronged, looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears.

"In these years, I have also been conscientious in my position as a teacher."

"Not to mention how much I have done for the school, not to mention how much I have done for the society; at least I have cultivated a group of social pillars. Moreover, I have been..."

For Yan Pugui's nonsense.

Principal Wang couldn't stand it anymore.

"Okay, okay!"

"Stop putting a high hat on yourself."

"What social pillars have you cultivated?"

"As far as the classes you have taken over the years, which class is not ranked last in the same grade in our school!"

"I won't talk about your teaching level."

"The point is, you have a problem with your character."

"You think I don't know, that the school doesn't know?"

"A teacher without virtue, do you think you still have the face to hang out in the team of teachers?"

"Even if you, Yan Bugui, don't feel ashamed, our Hongxing Elementary School cannot afford to lose this person."

Yan Bugui finally figured out why he was expelled from the school.

You can make it clear, but you can make it clear.

What he wants is not this answer, but his own work.

"Principal Wang, listen to me explain to you!"

"There is a misunderstanding here, I..."

I didn't wait for Yan Bugui to write the following.

Principal Wang, who was already impatient, waved his hand: "If you want to explain, go to the Education Bureau and explain!"

"I still have work to do. If you have nothing else to do, please come back."

An expulsion order was issued.

after that.

Headmaster Wang was at the desk again, seemingly busy.

After Yan Bugui left, Principal Wang raised his head and muttered, "What is it?"