Chapter 85
◎You can't just not wear it, can you? ◎
One year later, Moon City, Spring Water Middle School.
The bell rang, and Cheng Jiamo said with a smile, "Class dismissed, students."
She packed up her textbooks and lesson plans and was about to leave when a head with a buzz cut peeked in through the back door. It was a boy from the next class, grinning, "Teacher Cheng."
Cheng Jiamo looked at him: "What's wrong?"
The guy with the buzz cut said, "There's a really handsome older man downstairs looking for you."
Cheng Jiaming knew without asking that it was He Qingzhao. She smiled and replied, "Thank you, I understand."
The class's entertainment committee member asked with a smile, "Teacher Cheng, is that Mr. He?"
All the teachers and students at Quanshui Middle School knew He Qingzhao and that he was pursuing Cheng Jiamo.
Because He Qingzhao often comes to Quanshui Middle School, at least twice a month, sometimes four or five times a month. Every time he comes, he brings a lot of snacks for all the teachers and students, and sometimes he also brings some foreign chocolates.
The students in the two classes taught by Cheng Jiamo always received more snacks.
Cheng Jiamo joked with the girl in a relaxed tone, "I don't know who it is either. I'll report back to Qin after I see them."
The entertainment committee member, surnamed Qin, was amused by Cheng Jiamo and laughed heartily: "Haha... Teacher, you're so cute! Go quickly, I'm waiting for you to report to me."
Cheng Jiamo carried her lesson plans and textbooks downstairs and saw He Qingzhao standing with his back against a stone pillar in the downstairs corridor.
She walked up to He Qingzhao, looking him straight in the eye: "Why are you here again? Aren't you busy?"
Now, whenever Cheng Jiaming stands in front of He Qingzhao, He Qingzhao automatically hunches his back and lowers his head so that Cheng Jiaming's gaze is level with his, preventing her from looking up.
Cheng Jiamo had noticed his action long ago, but didn't point it out. In fact, even if He Qingzhao didn't lower his head, she wouldn't look up at him anymore; she would simply ignore him.
He Qingzhao took the lesson plans and textbooks from her arms and said with a smile, "No rush."
Cheng Jiamo put her hands in her pockets and strode forward, saying as she went, "You're a big boss managing such a large company, you can't possibly not be busy. Don't come again." She added, "On behalf of all the students at Quanshui Middle School, I thank you for the experimental equipment you donated to the school."
He Qingzhao slowed his pace and followed beside her, saying with a gentle smile, "I donated to Quanshui Middle School. If anyone should thank someone, it should be Principal Zhang thanking me. Why are you thanking me?"
Cheng Jiamo glared at him and ignored him.
He Qingzhao teased her with a smile, "Did Teacher Cheng get promoted to principal?"
Cheng Jiamo reached out to snatch the lesson plan from his hand, but He Qingzhao immediately raised his hand.
Cheng Jiamo didn't take away her lesson plans and textbooks, and angrily stretched out her hand: "Give them to me."
He Qingzhao held the lesson plans and textbooks in one hand and gently stroked her head with the other: "Okay, don't be angry. Once I finish repairing the Hope Primary School in Western Sichuan, I'll let you be the principal, okay?"
Cheng Jiamo asked in surprise, "You've been building an elementary school here?"
He Qingzhao took the opportunity to put his arm around her shoulder, but he didn't pull her into his arms. He simply put his hand on her shoulder and didn't dare to hold her shoulder, prepared to leave at any time if Cheng Jiamo didn't like it.
Cheng Jiamo's mind was entirely focused on school, so she didn't think too much about it. She even unconsciously moved closer to him and asked, "When did you build it? Where is it located? Is it convenient for traffic?"
He Qingzhao noticed Cheng Jiamo's approach, and with his large hand he grasped her small, rounded shoulder, gently pulling her into his arms.
Cheng Jiamo noticed this and suddenly stopped, pushing him away.
He Qingzhao smiled slyly, his eyes narrowing: "I'm just doing this so you can hear me more clearly."
He deliberately spoke in the tone she used when her Mandarin wasn't good, and he dragged out the sounds.
Cheng Jiamo rolled her eyes at him: "Tell me if you want, or don't."
She ran down the stairs, step by step.
He Qingzhao quickly caught up with her and grabbed her arm: "Slow down, don't fall."
Cheng Jiamo couldn't help but ask again, "Where is the school you're building located?"
He Qingzhao said, "Jingu Town."
Cheng Jiamo knew about Jingu Town, a place even poorer than Quanshui Town.
She said, "That place is even more remote than Quanshui Town. Will the school be able to attract students after it's built?"
He Qingzhao replied, "The reason we can't recruit students is because the teaching staff is not up to standard."
Cheng Jiamo smiled wryly: "The poorer the place, the worse the teaching staff, and the fewer students there are."
He Qingzhao calmly replied, "Teachers will naturally be available once the school is repaired."
Cheng Jiamo glanced at him: "What, you think you can force someone to teach here?"
He Qingzhao: "As long as the money is there, there's nothing that can't be solved."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
He Qingzhao patiently explained to her, "In the past, these places were all public schools in villages or towns. However, the salaries of public school teachers are set by the Education Bureau. With the same treatment, people would naturally choose to teach in the city. Over time, there have been fewer and fewer teachers in rural schools, and there are very few with high qualifications."
"Therefore, the Hope Primary School I built here can only be a private school. The teachers' salaries are paid by Jingkun Group, which are much higher than those of ordinary teachers. In addition, they will be allocated housing in Moon City. Each person gets an apartment, and the higher the professional title, the larger the apartment. This way, we don't have to worry about not being able to recruit teachers."
Cheng Jiamo's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she subconsciously wanted to praise him. However, when she met He Qingzhao's "wife, praise me" expression, she didn't praise him. Instead, she teased him: "Heh, aren't you afraid that after someone gets the house, they won't teach here anymore?"
He Qingzhao's lips curled into a sly smile: "The contract will clearly state that the teaching period is more than three years, and if there is a breach of contract, the breaching party will be required to pay ten times the amount as liquidated damages."
Cheng Jiamo gave a thumbs up: "No wonder he's a capitalist!"
He Qingzhao laughed: "I'm just trying to prevent the situation you described from happening. Of course, if you're willing to teach, I'll make you the principal."
Cheng Jiamo didn't agree, but instead asked, "When will it be fixed?"
He Qingzhao looked at her tenderly: "I will fix it before you turn thirty. This is my thirtieth birthday present to you."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
He Qingzhao grabbed her hand: "If you want to teach, I'll send you to a school."
Cheng Jiamo retorted, "What if I wanted to fly to the sky?"
He Qingzhao smiled and narrowed his eyes: "I'll send you up the ladder to immortality."
Cheng Jiamo initially thought He Qingzhao was just talking nonsense for the moment, but later she learned that he had actually invested a huge sum of money to research the "Ascending to Immortality" aerospace project.
Upon arriving at the faculty and staff canteen, Cheng Jiamo got two meals, one for He Qingzhao and one for herself.
Speaking of the faculty and staff canteen, Quanshui Middle School originally did not have a separate faculty and staff canteen. It was He Qingzhao who spent money to acquire land and build the faculty and staff canteen.
He not only spent money to renovate the canteen, but also built a teaching building and a student dormitory, and built a row of faculty and staff dormitories outside the school, which resembled small villas.
During the meal, Cheng Jiamo did not speak to He Qingzhao.
The two faced each other and ate their meal in silence.
After finishing her meal, Cheng Jiamo wanted to go back to her dormitory to rest, and He Qingzhao still followed her.
Cheng Jiamo didn't stop her. After entering the dormitory, she went straight to the bedroom. Seeing that He Qingzhao was about to follow her in, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the sofa in the living room: "You can leave once you've rested. Close the door for me."
He Qingzhao leaned against the bedroom door frame, slouching lazily, looking at her with a tired expression: "Momo, I'm getting old, my energy isn't what it used to be..."
Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Jiamo hurriedly interrupted him: "You don't need to report your physical condition to me."
He Qingzhao raised an eyebrow, his slender fingers lightly touching his temples: "What I mean is, I took a plane here at three in the morning and haven't rested since. I'm very tired now. Could I borrow your bed to lie down for a while?"
As he spoke, he reached behind his back to support his waist, his brows furrowed.
"If I collapse from exhaustion, those schools might become unfinished projects, and children from poor families here won't be able to receive a better education."
Cheng Jiamo looked at his furrowed brows and realized that he was thirty-six years old this year, and was indeed no longer young.
She eventually softened and convinced herself that she was only thinking about the children here, not that she felt sorry for He Qingzhao.
She finally relented and agreed: "Go take a shower before you go to sleep."
He Qingzhao's brows relaxed immediately, and she smiled, "I didn't bring any pajamas."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
She pursed her lips: "You can't wear my clothes either."
He Qingzhao raised an eyebrow: "Do you mind if I use your bath towel?"
Cheng Jiamo didn't mind; she could just throw it away, but...
Her eyes swept downwards: "Where are your underwear?"
You can't just not change it or not wear it at all, can you?
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