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After Zhao Huanhuan left, Old Madam Huo quietly looked at Song Chunli.
Under her mother-in-law's gaze, Song Chunli felt somewhat embarrassed. Although she felt aggrieved, she still wanted to get more shares through her mother-in-law, so she could only say in a gentle tone, "Mom, isn't 10% of the shares for 40,000 yuan too little? We won't earn much money in a year!"
“If you think it’s too little, you don’t have to invest!” said Madam Huo. “Although Tian Tian hasn’t told me yet, judging from Huan Huan’s side, you’ll get at most 10% of the shares. Don’t ask for more shares, lest it make things awkward between the two families.”
“But who knows if Tian Tian will exaggerate the cost?” Song Chunli muttered. “If you only give me 10%, that’s too little. It should be at least 30%.”
"Heh, you dare to ask for such an exorbitant amount!" Old Madam Huo sneered. "Go ahead and say it, I'm not going to plead for you. If you're shameless enough, then say it yourself. As for whether Tian Tian will agree or not, I won't interfere."
He Tiantian is meticulous in her actions, as evidenced by the shares she gave to Zhao Huanhuan. She doesn't want Song Chunli to become too powerful and will ensure that Song Chunli and Zhao Huanhuan are evenly matched, allowing the second branch of the family to remain neutral.
Therefore, He Tiantian would absolutely not give Song Chunli too many shares.
Sigh, thinking about Song Chunli's restless and persistent nature gives me a headache.
"Mom, you can't show favoritism to my second brother's family just because they're coming back to Beijing!" Song Chunli exclaimed anxiously, as her mother-in-law had always favored them in the past.
Huo Yingjie just arrived, and he's already not helping them anymore.
"Heh." Old Madam Huo sneered, "If I don't get any benefits from the second branch of the family for you, then I'm being biased! You really have a crooked heart. Don't talk to me about these things in the future, lest I can't help but want to argue with you and not give you face."
Not wanting to see Song Chunli's greedy and resentful expression, Old Madam Huo went out for a walk, ignoring Song Chunli.
Helpless, Song Chunli could only go back to her room and sulk.
Since 40,000 yuan represents 10% of the shares, she should prepare 80,000 yuan, which would at least give her 20%. Adding Zhao Huanhuan's share, the eldest son's family would have 30%, which would be barely acceptable.
Song Chunli didn't know that He Tiantian only planned to give their family 20%. If she knew, she would definitely cause trouble again.
Huo Yingjie didn't care about any of that. She was an elder, and her aunt at that. His mother would handle it, and he and Tian Tian could just hide in the back.
Huashan delivered He Tiantian's car; it was an adorable Beetle, and it was Jiaojiao's pink one.
When Huo Yingjie saw the car, he felt it was a good match for He Tiantian.
The next morning, Huo Yingjie went to work and began to familiarize himself with the work environment.
Huo Yingjie is very adaptable and humble, so he has a smooth career at work.
Meanwhile, He Tiantian stayed in Nanshi, busy proctoring the exam.
After finishing the last exam and waiting for the proctor to collect the papers, He Tiantian said, "Classmates, I have something to say to you all, please excuse me for taking a few minutes."
The students who were packing their things all stopped and looked at He Tiantian.
"I am very happy to have spent this year with you all. I have learned some things from you students and I am very happy. You are the first batch of students I have ever taught, and I like you very much."
Yuan Hua raised his hand, stood up and said, "Teacher He, we like you too. You are the best teacher in our hearts and a guiding light on our path forward."
If these words were a compliment to another teacher, the other students would definitely think that class monitor Yuan Hua was flattering him, but when it came to Teacher He, they were completely convinced.
"Thank you for your recognition," He Tiantian said. "It's just that due to a job transfer and family reasons, I have to go to Yanjing. Although we won't be able to study and progress together anymore, I hope you will work even harder and achieve success."
Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.
Tang Ping'an hurriedly stood up and said, "Teacher He, are you not going to teach us anymore? I thought you could teach us until we graduate from university!"
"Yes, I didn't expect it to be just a year," others chimed in.
"I'll miss Teacher He."
He Tiantian smiled and said, "All good things must come to an end, and I have no choice but to leave. I'll leave you my address. If you need anything, you can write to me, and I'll do my best to help you."
"Teacher He," Yuan Hua's eyes were red, she was a little reluctant to part, but she didn't know what to say.
"Alright, if fate allows, we might meet again in the future," He Tiantian said. "Now that the exams are over, everyone will be heading home soon, so please be careful on the road."
Afterwards, He Tiantian picked up the book on the podium and prepared to leave.
“Teacher He, we will miss you.” Yuan Hua couldn’t hold back anymore, rushed forward, and hugged He Tiantian tightly.
Yuan Hua is skilled at writing poetry, possesses rich emotions, and is adept at expressing her feelings. At this moment, she couldn't think of any way to thank Teacher He; she just wanted to hug her.
The other girls also stepped forward and hugged Teacher He one by one.
The boys also wanted to hug her like the girls, but they didn't dare. In their hearts, Teacher He was a goddess, someone they could only admire from afar and not dare to touch.
He Tiantian extended her hand and shook hands with the boys, saying, "Shake hands, and I wish you all success in your studies."
Afterwards, He Tiantian left with red eyes.
Everyone left, but the students remained in the classroom, silent for a long time.
With red eyes, Yuan Hua said, "Teacher He has done so much for us, and we have never repaid her. Now that she is leaving, let's all chip in and treat Teacher He to a meal. We won't go to any expensive places, just a restaurant near our school that we often go to, how about that?"
“I agree,” Tang Ping’an said. “The amount of money spent is secondary; the main thing is our sincerity. I’ll contribute half, and we can chip in the rest, how about that?”
“I’ll give you the other half,” Yuan Hua said.
The other three publishers also stood up and said they wanted to pay half of the book's value.
The other students objected, saying, "Since it's to thank the teacher, then we'll split it equally. Although we don't earn as much as you, we can't let you spend more money on this. We'll stay in the back."
"That's right, we should split it equally." The classmates agreed, and they really wanted to thank He Tiantian.
Seeing this, Yuan Hua said, "Alright, let's split the bill equally. Let's set the time for tomorrow noon. I'll go talk to Teacher He now. Tang Ping'an, you take some people over there to reserve a private room. There are 29 of us in total, so we can probably fill three tables. Those of you with train tickets for tomorrow morning can go and change them. Let's have a good meal with Teacher He as a class."
"Great!" Everyone agreed with Yuanhua's arrangement.
He Tiantian, who was packing up the test papers to take back for grading, saw Yuan Hua coming over and asked, "Yuan Hua, is there something you need?"
Yuan Hua nodded and said, "Teacher He, our whole class would like to invite you to lunch tomorrow at Xiao He's Private Kitchen. Are you free to come?"
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