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Chapter 194 Misunderstood

Chapter 194 Misunderstood
With tears in her eyes, Hu Lina said: "Mr. Yang, please rest assured that I will definitely do a good job in the future. I just want to say to Mr. Yang now that I was stupid before, so I doubted Mr. Yang's golden needle skills." The acupuncture points can't cure my disease, I really hate myself."

Yang Yifan said: "Mr. Hu, don't say such things in the future. When you arrive at Ziyun Academy, you will be a member of Ziyun Academy. Just treat this as your own home. If you have any difficulties at home, you can find me. I will find a way Help you solve it."

Hu Lina nodded, her face full of gratitude, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yang!"

"Mr. Yang, I'm not used to it, just call me Teacher Yang."

"That's not okay. Principal Qin said he wanted to call you Mr. Yang."

"Well, when there are many people, you can call me Mr. Yang, and when there is no one, you can call me Teacher Yang."

"Well, Teacher Yang, actually, I think it's kind of kind to call you Teacher Yang."

Hu Lina thought for a while and said, "Oh, by the way, Teacher Yang, we enrolled a total of 28 students this morning, including 20 students in the third grade, 5 students in the fourth grade, and 3 students in the fifth grade. Come to sign up, I feel that Qin Rushuang's composition training school can accept many students."

Yang Yifan said: "Currently, I can't make many copies of my knowledge liquid in a day. If I sell it to others, I might as well sell it to students. After Ziyun Academy's composition training school is stabilized, the knowledge liquid will be sold according to the order of registration. Those who don't buy it , the quota is voided, and you can do this when you do the publicity in the afternoon."

"Okay, Teacher Yang."

"Also, in the composition training school, there are 20 students in a class. As long as there are enough people, the class can start. You and Qin Rushuang have one class, and each teacher has five classes. If there are enough classes, new teachers will be recruited."

Hu Lina took Yang Yifan's words to heart. She respected Yang Yifan very much and felt that she would be happier following Yang Yifan than at Qizhi Group.

Today's knowledge liquid is still sold online, and he wants Qin Rushuang to notify those people to come over at five o'clock in the afternoon.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Yifan suddenly heard a familiar voice in Ziyun Academy.

"Is it here?"

"No, I didn't buy it here last time."

"Fanfan, open the door!"

After Yang Yifan opened the door, he saw his uncle Yang Jianye standing at the door with a middle-aged man in his 40s.

Yang Jianye's face was very ugly, as if he was angry.

The other person looked honest, with a stiff expression.

Yang Yifan looked at Yang Jianye, a bit confused about their purpose, and said, "Uncle, why are you here?"

Yang Jianye looked around and said, "This is your Ziyun Academy?"

Yang Yifan listened to Yang Jianye's tone, he looked down on Ziyun Academy, Yang Yifan was not angry, he said: "Uncle, why do you have time to come to my place today?"

"I've come to see you."

"What's the matter? Looking at your expression, it seems that I did something wrong."

"This is your Uncle Qingshuan, who is from the east end of our village. He and your father often worked together as a labor contract team. You are often away from home, so you may not remember it."

"Hello, Uncle Shuan!" Yang Yifan was a little baffled by this strange uncle, but facing his uncle's introduction, as a junior, out of courtesy, he still called him Uncle Shuan.

Yang Yifan knew that his uncle brought Qing Shuan here today, and it was definitely not to see him. There must be other things happening later.

However, Yang Yifan is no longer the timid and fearful Yang Yifan before. He is Mr. Yang of Ziyun Academy and has several people under him. Although his status is not high, he still speaks with confidence.

Yang Jianye continued: "Do you know why I called you Uncle Shuan here today?"

Yang Yifan shook his head and said, "I really don't know, uncle, tell me, what's the matter?"

"You child, what do you say is bad for you? You have to do these deceitful things." Yang Jianye was a little angry.

Yesterday, Yang Yifan learned from Zhao Dashan that some villagers bought fake knowledge liquids. They all said that it was sold by Ziyun Academy.

"Uncle, have you heard what others said? The business I do here is aboveboard."

"What is aboveboard? Let me ask you, are you running a training course?"

"Yes! This is the training class."

"Then let me ask you, where are your students?"

"My students don't go to class in it. They bought knowledge liquid and drank it and then left."

"Hmph!" Yang Jianye sneered, "You child! Let me tell you what's good about you, ah! Why don't you learn well? I've grown up so much, and it's the first time I've heard that this knowledge can still be drunk. I drank yours. Knowledge liquid can remember something?"

"Uncle, here I sell three hundred pieces of knowledge about Tang poetry, three hundred pieces of Song poetry, and Li Weng's rhyme knowledge. As long as others drink my knowledge, they can remember those knowledge."

"Don't fool people here. Your uncle Qingshuan bought a bottle of knowledge liquid with [-] poems from the Song Dynasty at Ziyun Academy two days ago. As a result, after drinking it, his child not only failed to remember anything, but also had diarrhea. Three days, why are you so wicked?"

Yang Yifan was very aggrieved, and said, "Uncle, my knowledge liquid is real. After drinking it, many people will find it effective."

Liu Qingshuan finally spoke, and said: "Yes, when I bought the knowledge liquid at Ziyun Academy that day, many people said that their knowledge liquid really worked. After those people came out, they still recited three hundred Tang poems. I read a lot of them. Everyone bought it, and I went in and bought a bottle for my son. It was useless to drink it at the time, but the person who sold the knowledge liquid said that it would take an hour to work, so I believed it. After returning home, my son was I started to have diarrhea, and asked him the next day, but he didn’t remember what he said, so I knew I had been fooled. Later, I heard that Ziyun Academy was run by Yang Jianping’s son, so I found your uncle. You said you kid, It’s fine to sell fake products, why do you still make people have diarrhea, really.”

Yang Jianye said seriously: "Fanfan, our family is poor, but we can't do business that is harmful to nature. Hurry up and close your Ziyun Academy. How much money you make will be paid to others. We can't lie to people without conscience." "

Yang Yifan said: "Uncle, what are you talking about? The knowledge here is all true, Uncle Qingshuan may have been deceived."

"You're still quibbling. Look outside your academy. It's so dilapidated. It doesn't look like a place where you can make that kind of thing. Now even scientists can't solve the memory problem. If you say you solved it, who will believe it? Hurry up. Come home with me."

(End of this chapter)

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