"Teacher Zhang, if I want to send my daughter to study abroad, where should I look for connections?"
Zhang Bo, who was reading a book, looked up and stared at her with a puzzled expression.
Zhou Chunhua quickly explained with a smile, "I also envy your daughter for being able to work and earn so much money to buy you a big house. So I'm also thinking about whether I can send my daughter to study abroad."
She's smart and gets excellent grades in school! Every year when I go back to my hometown, her teachers praise her. You see, it's so hard to find a job in China these days, let alone one that's easy and pays well.
I was thinking about whether I could send my daughter abroad to study, so she could have a good job overseas after graduation. As parents, we all hope our children can have an easier life in the future.
As she finished speaking, she exaggerated her envy to an extreme degree.
Unsurprisingly, the doubt in Zhang Bo's eyes was replaced by smugness.
He closed the book, straightened his back, and crossed his legs, swinging them back and forth.
"Xiao Zhou, do you think you can just go to a foreign school whenever you want? All those exams and applications are going to make someone as uneducated as you dizzy and confused."
What's more, the money just kept flowing away like water. There were also tuition fees and living expenses; the family simply couldn't afford it without three to five hundred yuan.
I understand how you feel, but as the old saying goes, you have to wear shoes that fit your feet, otherwise you won't go far.
"So many?" Zhou Chunhua began to act out disappointment and self-blame: "No wonder people say that the biggest watershed in life is the amniotic fluid. If you're not born into a good family, you're destined to be a beast of burden for life."
As she spoke, she kept stealing glances at Zhang Bo out of the corner of her eye.
The more disappointed she became, the more smug Zhang Bo became, and now he was practically pointing his nose at the sky.
"Hey! Who can argue with that? Her mother and I were also from poor families, but in our time there were many opportunities and good prospects. As long as you had a good job and good work skills, you could climb the ladder."
Unlike now, even in good companies, no matter how capable you are, you still have to give way to those with connections. So back then, her mother and I were willing to pay any price to send her abroad.
It's often said that a child's height is determined by the height of their parents' shoulders. Her mother and I can only lift her up to that height.
Zhou Chunhua began to perform the act of worship. She had been practicing these expressions in front of the mirror at home, afraid that her performance would not be powerful enough to make Zhang Bo lose himself in the moment, and also afraid that she would exaggerate too much and arouse suspicion.
It must be said that Zhang Bo and Wu Jing both benefited greatly.
"You and Sister Wu relied entirely on saving your wages to support her studies abroad. You must have suffered a lot, right?"
Zhang Bo smiled smugly.
“If we could save this much money just by being frugal, wouldn’t every family’s child be able to study abroad? With that little salary, even if her mother and I didn’t eat or drink, we still couldn’t save this much money! Money is never saved, it’s earned!”
Zhou Chunhua nodded repeatedly as she listened.
"Teacher Zhang, can you teach me how to make money too?"
Zhang Bo's expression slowly turned awkward.
He cleared his throat.
"Making money depends on opportunity. If you could make money anytime, wouldn't the whole world be rich?"
Just as Zhou Chunhua was about to delve deeper, Wu Jing's phone rang.
Wu Jing turned her head and looked over. She quickly got up and stopped the phone that was recording the video.
When she returned, she saw Wu Jing with a gloomy face and a look of gritted teeth.
His expression looked like he was about to devour someone.
That's not the strangest thing. The strangest thing is that Wu Jing hasn't said another word since she asked who it was.
And looking into her eyes, they were filled with defensiveness.
This means that the person who made this call was someone Wu Jing didn't want others to know.
Sure enough, Wu Jing turned around and walked out of the pavilion. Clearly, she didn't want her to hear the phone conversation.
Zhou Chunhua glanced at Zhang Bo and chuckled to herself.
Zhang Bo's expression immediately turned sour.
After spending time together, she got to know Zhang Bo's temperament very well.
Knowing that he was ill, while Wu Jing was healthy, had a regular daily routine, and took good care of herself, Zhang Bo was always suspicious.
Her mysterious smile reignited Zhang Bo's suspicions.
"Who is it! Who called you? And you had to do it behind my back?" Zhang Bo slammed the book aside, got up, and chased after him.
This trick works very well.
As soon as Zhang Bo went outside, he reached out to snatch Wu Jing's phone.
She immediately took a few steps forward and pricked up her ears.
The next second, Wu Jing shouted, "It's Wang Decai!"
Then she noticed that Zhang Bo, who was trying to snatch the phone, suddenly quieted down.
Wu Jing then began speaking in a low voice to the person on the other end of the phone.
After that, she never heard Wu Jing say anything more.
The phone call lasted for about ten minutes, and Zhang Bo stood beside him for about ten minutes as well.
After hanging up the phone, Wu Jing looked at Zhang Bo with a very serious expression.
Zhang Bo asked, "Isn't he in jail? Why would he call you? What does he want?"
Wu Jing turned her head and gave her a wary look, then pulled Zhang Bo a little further away before the two began to talk.
Going to jail?
And his surname is Wang!
Zhou Chunhua's mind flashed back to the news about the deputy station chief surnamed Wang being disciplined.
Then I searched online for a while on my phone, but I couldn't find any news about Deputy Station Chief Wang going to jail.
However, if the person on the other end of the phone really is the deputy station chief surnamed Wang, then in other words, Zhang Bo must have been involved in the things that Wang did!
Very good!
This truly proves the saying: "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place."
Twenty minutes later, Wu Jing helped Zhang Bo back.
She quickly handed the sword over.
"I'm not practicing anymore. Let's go home." Wu Jing looked like she was in a bad mood.
Zhang Bo also had a long face.
You know, in the past, Zhang Bo would be happy for most of the day whenever the topic of his ability to make money came up.
The fact that both of them acted strangely at the same time once again confirmed her suspicions.
She quickly helped Wu Jing pack her things.
After returning home, Wu Jing and Zhang Bo stayed in their room.
When she passed by the room door under some pretext, she could occasionally hear the sound of cabinet doors opening and closing, which sounded like someone was rummaging through drawers looking for something.
It wasn't until noon that she knocked on the door and invited them out for lunch, at which point the two left the bedroom.
As soon as she sat down, Wu Jing said, "Xiao Zhou, I have to go out for a while this afternoon. Wait for me to come back before you leave today, and I'll pay you overtime."
“Leaving a little later is fine, it’s not like working overtime.” She immediately agreed.
Wu Jing smiled slightly and said that she would receive a little more pay when she got her salary at the end of the month.
After finishing their meal, Wu Jing and Zhang Bo went back into the bedroom.
Zhou Chunhua quickly made an excuse to go out, and after thinking for a moment, she still called Gu Yao.
When the call connected, Gu Yao sounded quite happy.
She didn't have time for pleasantries and went straight to the point...
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