"From now on, all matters concerning the school will be managed by Mr. Jiang Yang.
Everyone, please rest assured about his cooking skills. There is an authoritative person who can guarantee that Xiangyang’s cooking skills are better than most of Long Ge’s people.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Tiannan was the first to applaud, and the others followed suit.
Although they were applauding on the surface, they did not believe what Zhong Tiannan said at all. They just thought that Jiang Yang was a rich young man who was spending money to have fun.
Soon, Zhong Tiannan finished his speech.
Jiang Yang then took the microphone.
He knew that most of the people sitting in the office for the meeting were teachers, and there were also some school administrators, such as the cafeteria manager and the principal.
Indeed, in their eyes, he was just a child and did not have much social experience.
But in Jiang Yang's opinion, only those who can impart real skills to others can be loved by students.
Just because of the special nature of this school!
You know, this is a gourmet cooking training school!
What is taught are technical skills, and others come here to learn real skills.
And now, he has simultaneously improved his cooking skills in eight types of cuisine to perfection. In the entire Dragon Country, no one's cooking skills are better than his, and no one's cooking skills can even reach one-tenth or one-twelfth of his.
Jiang Yang felt that talking too much here was a complete waste of time.
Only by using real strength can you make these people recognize and submit to you.
Soon, the meeting ended.
Everyone dispersed and returned to where they were.
......
In a rented house not far from the school, the upper and lower floors are rented by the school to provide free housing for school teachers.
Several teachers returned here one after another.
"Hu Song, what do you think of the new principal? Can we still stay here?"
The female teachers live on the upper floor and the male teachers live on the lower floor.
Several teachers stood at the stairs and started discussing.
“Oh, I don’t think so.
This kid looks down on others and doesn't seem to care about school matters.
He actually handed over all the miscellaneous matters of the school to others to handle.”
A middle-aged man wearing glasses said.
And right next to him, another slightly plump young woman also nodded, agreeing with what Hu Song said.
"That's right, how can someone become a principal at the age of 20?
At first glance, they are obviously rich young men from wealthy families. These people just like to play around and even bought a school for fun.
Although we are teachers, we are also chefs!
Most of the big hotels in Longguo are vying for us."
Several people nodded in agreement. If they hadn't wanted to be famous, they would have run away long ago.
In their understanding, passing on cooking skills and having their apprentices, or students, everywhere is a very prestigious thing.
Although the salary and benefits for teachers here are very good, they even provide food and accommodation.
But this school has no future and is considered a school on its twilight years.
"I said, why don't we find another one quickly!
It would be a waste of time to stay here.”
"Yeah! This school won't last much longer anyway.
I heard that a new school has opened in Shangjing, and several of Longguo’s top chefs are serving as training teachers there.
How about we give it a try?
I can also serve as a teacher there. This way, I can not only exchange cooking skills with the masters, but also teach them culinary skills at the same time. It’s really killing two birds with one stone!”
"hiss......!
So you knew about this too. I thought I was the only one who knew about it.
But luckily, I have already prepared my resignation letter and can go north anytime to become a teacher at the Jingqing National Chef Training School."
"Oh my god, you're so fast!
Then I have to hurry up too!
I will resign this afternoon and leave for Beijing tomorrow."
"Let's go together, let's go together. I can't stay here any longer anyway."
......
Suddenly, under someone's guidance, none of these teachers were willing to continue working here.
They all decided to resign this afternoon and immediately head north to the Jingqing National Chef Training School.
In the office, Jiang Yang was typing on the laptop.
He is planning what cooking skills to teach his students in the future.
What method of teaching will be more efficient?
Just then, there was a knock on the office door.
His train of thought was instantly interrupted, Jiang Yang frowned, his face a little unhappy.
But then he returned to normal and said calmly: "The door is not closed, just come in!"
I saw about ten teachers coming in one after another.
It can be seen that they are holding an A4 paper in their hands, but because the distance is a bit far, Jiang Yang can't see clearly what is written on it.
After everyone came in, no one spoke directly.
Or they hinted at each other with their eyes, wanting the other to speak first.
Seeing this, Jiang Yang frowned, not understanding what these teachers were doing.
But in the end, someone spoke up first.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang.
I feel that my ideals no longer fit in with the plans of this school, so I am submitting my resignation now."
Seeing this, Jiang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at everyone.
Then he snorted coldly and finally understood what was going on.
It turned out that these people were all here to submit their resignation reports. No one was optimistic about him, after all, they didn't understand themselves.
But Jiang Yang would not try to keep these people. There is never a shortage of people who can add icing on the cake in the world.
He will only be friendly to those who help him in times of need.
For example, Mr. Yan, Zhang Daoqing and others.
But the people in front of him were obviously snobs, but he didn't blame them.
After all, they make their own choices and will naturally regret them later.
"I understand, if you want to leave, go ahead!
Leave your resignation letter here and I'll take care of it later."
“I will pay you this month’s salary for the number of days you work.
This is stipulated by law, you should have no objection, right? "
Everyone's expression turned slightly ugly when they heard this.
Although half of the month has passed, there are only a few days' salary left.
But to them, it was unbelievable that such a rich young boss was so stingy.
Suddenly they felt targeted.
But they can't say anything, after all, that's the law.
"Okay, we have no objection.
But I don't think your school can last much longer. Taking it over would be a pure waste of money."
“People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places.
Your position here is too low to keep us here."
In an instant, more than ten teachers were seated cleanly.
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