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Chapter 293
But Zhao Junhui wasn't angry either, he rolled his eyes out of his whites and said, "Hey, Zhikui, be careful with what you say, you are still undergraduates, why are you talking so impolitely?"

Zhao Zhikui said: "Hey, Junhui, I'm just kidding you, don't be angry, I just want to tell you that I have promised Liang Zhenhao to sleep in Guo Changfeng's bed, I think you can think of another way!"

"Isn't Liang Zhenhao in 402? He has a bed, why does he sleep with us?"

"Where are there so many reasons? Can't we have a chat for two nights?"

"That's definitely not possible. We have to go to class tomorrow. How can we go to class if we don't have enough rest?"

"What class do you still have? Everyone knows that class is just for coping. Many people haven't come back from their internship yet."

Zhao Junhui said: "I have already told Guo Changfeng, he said his bed can be used for my friend to sleep for one night."

Zhao Zhikui slapped a card on the table fiercely, and said, "Really? This kid also told me this afternoon that his bed will not be used tonight and let Liang Zhenhao sleep."

Zhao Junhui didn't talk to Zhao Zhikui either, he directly called Guo Changfeng.

After getting through, he told Guo Changfeng about the situation here.

Guo Changfeng said: "Oh, Junhui, I'm really sorry, I forgot about it, and I can't remember which of the two of you told me first. Coordinate it yourself, I still have something to do. Bye!"

"Hey, don't hang up!"

Zhao Junhui put down his phone, a little confused.

Zhao Zhikui lit a cigarette and said, "How is it? Who did he say gave his bed to?"

"He didn't say who to give it to, he just asked us to coordinate. Zhao Zhikui, you said that Liang Zhenhao has his own dormitory, and the two of you can talk anytime you want. Why do you have to squeeze in tonight. Let me tell you, this is our The former president of the couplet research association of the school has graduated for two years, and it is not easy to come to our school once, can't you be considerate and give him this bed?"

Zhao Zhikui lit another cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Why? Isn't he your president? He's not my president. Back then, his couplet research association asked the whole school for couplets, and I gave them The editorial department voted for four couplets, but in the end, he didn't even need a single pair. At that time, did you know that I was short of points for the scholarship evaluation, but Yang Yifan just didn't agree to give me that pair. .Now, do you still have the nerve to ask me to give you a bed? There is no way."

Yang Yifan looked at Zhao Zhikui again, and said, "Isn't it Zhao Zhikui? I seem to have a little impression of this incident. None of the four pairs you voted at that time conformed to the couplet format. The parts of speech and the meaning of the sentence did not match at all. That’s why I can’t be published in the magazine “Lianhai Shiqi.”

Zhao Zhikui sneered, and said: "If you don't give it up, you won't give it up. Anyway, you are a person with no real power now. Not to mention you are a small president, even the teacher, I will not take you seriously. Alright, I will not give up this bed to others today, Zhao Junhui, you should find another way!"

Zhao Junhui blushed with anger, and said: "Zhao Zhikui, you can do it, and I won't bother you, I'll let you sleep in this bed!"

Zhao Junhui said to Yang Yifan: "Old president, you can sleep in my bed, I'll find a place when I go out."

"I'm afraid this is not good?"

Zhao Junhui said: "There's nothing wrong with it. After all, I've been here for three years, so I still have the ability to find a bed."

Yang Yifan was a little embarrassed, and said, "I'm really sorry."

"It doesn't matter! President, you can sleep in my bed peacefully."

Zhao Zhikui sneered and said, "The old president of the Antithetical Association Research Association, you are so famous! I don't know where you, the old president, work now?"

Zhang Deshan also asked curiously: "I also want to know what those who founded an association in school will do after they enter society."

Liang Zhenhao played a card and said: "The chairman, especially the founder, I think they are very flexible in mind. After entering the society, they will definitely be able to do a great job. If I guess correctly, he At least he should have a stable job now, and he should have no problem being a teacher in a regular school."

Zhao Zhikui looked at Zhao Junhui and said, "Hey, Junhui, don't keep talking! You're introducing us, what is your old president doing now?"

Yang Yifan gave Zhao Junhui a wink, asking him to tell the truth.

"Hey, it's like this. Our old president missed recruiting teachers after graduation, and later became a substitute teacher in the fifth high school of Lingtong City. He worked for almost a year. The old president felt that the salary of the substitute teacher was too low. So he left the Fifth High School and cooperated with Ziyun Academy in the city to open a composition training school, and he is now the principal of the school."

After Zhao Zhikui heard this, he shook his head and said, "Oh, so he is a substitute teacher?"

Zhang Deshan said: "What does it mean to dislike the low wages there? In my opinion, it means being fired. To put it mildly, I changed jobs."

Liang Zhenhao took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Hey, don't forget, everyone, the old president graduated from a junior college and can serve as a substitute teacher in high school. He is doing very well."

Zhang Deshan threw out a pair of two, and said: "Crush you to death. Hey, I said you have no common sense. Now that you graduate from a junior college, you can't even get into junior high school. Even if you are the president at school, so what? The school doesn't Look at this, they only look at civil employment. For example, before I graduated, our high school there was vying to ask me to go back to be a teacher. My contract was signed, and I just waited for it to pass after graduation.”

Zhao Zhikui said: "The old president of the family started a business, and he became the principal of a training school. You are teachers. Can this level compare?"

Liang Zhenhao said: "Being a principal also depends on the size of his school. If you open a school and have one student, are you still the principal? If you don't have money, how can you, the principal, drink the northwest wind?"

Zhao Junhui said angrily: "You three, have you said enough?"

Zhao Zhikui said directly: "No, what's the point of this? Old president, tell yourself, how many students are there in your school?"

Yang Yifan was not afraid of their jokes. It was a pleasure for a truly capable person to show off at this time. He said: "My training school has just opened. There are not many people, only a dozen or so."

"There are only a dozen people!" Zhao Zhikui laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, and said, "A dozen people have to teach for half a year. I'll count it as twenty people. One student costs 800 yuan, which is 16000 yuan. Half a year , Divided by six is ​​2666 points 666..., minus the water and electricity bills, living expenses, and girl-picking expenses, there will be no money for this month."

"2666 points 666 is neither too much nor too little, the old president is doing well!" Zhao Zhikui said.

Zhang Deshan snorted coldly: "2666 points 6666666 is the money for a set of cosmetics for my girlfriend. This money is not enough to spend at all."

(End of this chapter)