Chapter 23

Shi GUI ran back to his friend's house as fast as he could, picked up the test paper and ran to No.1 middle school.

The most important thing is to open up the situation. If all the students in No.1 middle school use this test paper, the students and teachers in other schools are likely to choose this set of test paper as well.

Wang Meng also helped to get a bundle, but he was running out of breath.

At the back door of No.1 middle school, there are more than ten students waiting there.

A little inspection, several class representatives will be papers to the points of all.

Yang Rui is strict in his mimeography test papers. When he uses wax paper, it will be discarded. The newly printed papers have to be fully dried. Only in terms of quality, it is several times more than what he printed in school.

After all, no matter teachers or students, they don't have the energy and concept to do strict quality control for the papers printed in the school. Most of them take diligence and thrift as their first choice.

Yang Rui followed his tutor to see many large enterprises at home and abroad, and the simple assembly line procedures were also well designed.

Shi GUI stands on the curb of the back garden to collect money. After a while, his trouser pocket is full of change.

No.1 middle school is the largest middle school in Xi county. There are 12 graduating classes and returning classes, with more than 600 students. Compared with Xibao middle school, its teaching quality and enrollment rate are much higher. Last year, more than 20 students were admitted to the junior college, and six of them went to the undergraduate course. The surrounding students had to go inside even if they were crushed. That's just for such a chance.

Correspondingly, the requirements of county No.1 middle school are much higher. If it is not for the students of this school, they have to pay 50 yuan more for tuition or miscellaneous fees in their return class, which is ten times that of other ordinary middle schools.

Even so, families with conditions in the county will try their best to send their children here.

Compared with other high costs, 20 cents a set of test paper belongs to the most normal consumption, only more than 150 papers, not much.

He left the last few papers to Wang Meng. Shi GUI gave him another pack of cigarettes and said, "please help me look at the school first. If you have any more papers, please remember them. Now I'll send a telegram to Xibao and ask them to send the papers."

Wang Meng happily agreed and envied Shi Guishen and ran out of sight.

Shi GUI did not hesitate to choose the telegram. In order to explain the situation, he used 16 words to describe the situation: sold out, 200 copies have been sold in advance, and send new goods to the gear factory as soon as possible.

A post office telegram costs 38 cents for 16 words at a cost of 3 cents per word, and another one cent for telegraph paper, which is 49 cents in total, which is more expensive than buying a bag of daqianmen.

Shi GUI also felt painful when he paid, but he was happy to think that he had just sold 150 sets of test papers in a trance.

150 A set of test papers is 30 yuan, and he can get six yuan, which is quite a lot. If you add the 200 sets that others want, there will be eight yuan left for him.

This is just the beginning.

Shi GUI felt as if he had grasped something important.

The only thing that worries him is whether Yang Rui's production can keep up.

200 There are 2400 papers in the set. If you want to expand sales, naturally you have to produce more papers. Now Shi GUI is beginning to regret why he didn't insist on finding a printing factory.

Of course, he just wants to think about it. Yang Rui may be able to find someone to deal with the strict procedures of the printing factory, but he has not contributed at all. Maybe he will lose his share at that time.

Thinking of this, shigton stopped and reconsidered the issue of shares mentioned by Yang Rui.

At noon the next day.

Shi GUI met two students who came to deliver the goods. They came by the early bus and called a tricycle. The body of the tricycle was full and people could only sit on both sides.

"Please sign for it." A student handed a receipt to Shi GUI, which was also mimeographed.

Shi GUI pointed to himself in surprise and asked, "don't you know me?"

"Yes."

"What else is there to sign?"

"If you don't sign, how can Ruige know whether you took the test paper or I took it?" The student who spoke handed over the receipt again.

Shi GUI didn't write down his name. Then he asked: "how many sets did you take?"

"400 sets." Two students opened the cloth bag of the back bucket, and the hard shell paper in it was bundled neatly.

"So much?" If you want to come here in Shigui, it would be nice to send 200 sets.

The two students looked at each other and laughed. The one who spoke in front of them was a little stronger and said, "brother Rui said that you would ask. In the last month, we all have this amount at least.""How did you do that?"

"When you sent a telegram yesterday, brother Rui paid his part-time salary. Part time jobs cost ten cents an hour, and senior one students are crazy. " Another student said in a low voice: "Ruige only gives 10 part-time places to Huilu class, otherwise, 500 sets are easy."

"Is there more next month?" Shi GUI asked.

The other side shook his head and said, "brother Rui said that there might be another set next month to see when the market will be saturated."

Shi GUI nodded his head.

However, he soon put the matter behind him, and the most important thing was to sell the 400 test papers on the car.

While Yang Rui was preparing teaching funds for himself, Zhao dannian also came to the Municipal Education Bureau to ask for funds and support for Xibao middle school.

The school itself is not profitable. Even if the tuition and miscellaneous fees are collected, the amount is far from enough to meet the expenses, not to mention the tuition fees.

Zhao dannian runs to the Education Bureau several times a year. This time, he has one more job to ask about the publication of the latest teaching materials.

Although his rank is not high, his qualification is old, and many people in the bureau know him. Seeing the door of a deputy director's office open, he got in.

"Well, here comes Lao Zhao?"

"Old Feng? Are you getting a promotion Zhao dannian found that he was really an old friend and laughed happily.

"Just a director, a 50 year old director, is useless. Come on, sit down. " Lao Feng put down his pen and came out from behind his desk.

Zhao dannian impolitely sat on the sofa in his room and asked, "do you manage the money?"

Old Feng side pour water, side decisive way: "regardless."

"Who cares?"

"All personnel belong to the director."

"Then it doesn't matter?" Zhao dannian said what he thought.

Old Feng hehe nodded.

Zhao dannian's eyes turned: "infrastructure management does not care?"

"No matter."

"What's your use?" Zhao dannian puffed up his beard.

Lao Feng was wronged by what he said. After thinking for a long time, he continued to pour water and said, "I used to write textbooks, but now I'm still compiling textbooks. The deputy director is to solve the problem of my treatment. "

"Textbook compilation, textbook compilation..." Zhao dannian recited two sentences, patted his legs and said: "textbook compilation is OK. I just want to ask you, is there any new internal information in the province recently? College entrance examination is a must. "

"There's no such thing." Lao Feng put down the teapot and said yes.

Zhao dannian does not believe: "you can't bluff me."

"What are you doing? Ah, I said, Lao Zhao, if you don't take advantage and don't go through the back door, you're not willing? " Old Feng teased a few words, patted his forehead and said, "I almost forgot. I just asked you something. If you don't come, I'll call you."

Zhao dannian looked at him strangely: "what do you ask me?"

"Is there a teacher in your school named Yang Rui?" Old Feng Ting asked seriously.

Zhao dannian flashed student Yang Rui in his head, then shook his head and said, "there is no teacher named Yang Rui."

"You are not authentic." Old Feng leaned forward slightly, smiling like a withered flower, and said, "if I don't ask you for someone, I'll borrow it for a few days."

Zhao dannian is more vigilant: "why do you say first?"

"You don't know?"

"What do you know?" Afraid of his misunderstanding, Zhao dannian explained, "I came to the city a few days ago, but I haven't had time to call the school."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be faking, Lao Feng got up on the bookshelf, took a stack of newspapers, turned out the top one, put it on the coffee table, and said, "look, there is an article in this issue of the guide to middle school students, signed by Yang Rui of Xibao middle school in Xi county, Hedong province. I've read the article twice, and it's very clear, orderly and step by step... If you put such talents in the countryside... Why don't you lend them to me first and make the best of them... "

He said the saliva is dry, just stop to pick up the cup, but see Zhao dannian a face strange look.

"Don't be reluctant to part with it. It's the young people's future that is delayed《 The guide for middle school students is a provincial academic magazine. It's different from the tofu in those newspapers. It can be used to evaluate professional titles and awards. It's not easy for others to write such an article. You have to be considerate, don't you? "

Zhao dannian's expression is more strange.

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