Transmigrated into ancient times as a peasant woman with three children, her husband insisted on separating the family. Shen Qingyu waved her hand: "Divorce, separate the family, I want the chi...
Shen Qingyu smiled. Although she didn't agree that this person was qualified to be the child's teacher, she liked his honesty and courage to fight for it.
"We don't need to hire another gentleman there for the time being, but if they need someone over there, I'll remember to see if there's anything you can do."
Zhang Juemin was overjoyed: "Then I'll thank you in advance, boss!"
Shen Qingyu nodded and prepared to leave.
But Zhang Juemin still had something to say: "We have a few children here who also want to study, but they don't have the money to pay their tuition... I wonder if a private school would accept such children?"
Shen Qingyu resolutely refused: "It's a good thing that the child wants to study, but I can't set a precedent. Otherwise, what will I do if others say the same thing in the future?"
"You can read, can you teach them?"
Zhang Juemin paused awkwardly for a moment, then gritted his teeth and chose to be frank: "Boss, what I really wanted to ask was: if they also learned to read and do arithmetic, would you hire them to work?"
Shen Qingyu suddenly realized: So this old man wanted to find work for these ambitious vagrants!
Indeed, being an accountant is much easier than being a farmer who toils in the fields. Who wouldn't want to live an easy and dignified life?
Who wouldn't want their descendants to live an easy and dignified life?
She looked helplessly at the somewhat shrewd Zhang Juemin: "I understand that you're thinking of them, but next time I hope you can be honest and not beat around the bush with me. I don't like that."
"It was my fault! I won't do it again! Please forgive me, sir." Zhang Juemin apologized in a bookish manner while looking at Shen Qingyu expectantly.
They're still waiting for Shen Qingyu to give a direct answer!