I loaded the social death system

Chapter 143
Arts Ascension School of the Arts, new campus.

Zhang Qiang was wearing a casual suit, Uncle Zhang was wearing a shirt and vest, and Zhao Hanwei was wearing a one-piece dress as usual, the new one was smart and dignified.

The three sat side by side, Uncle Zhang was in the middle, and the other two were on the left and right.

This seat shows the status of the three in the school.

The rest of the teachers and teaching assistants stood aside, watching quietly.

On the opposite side of the three is a group of experienced camera interview team.

This group of people was the same team that shot Li Jiang last time. As a result, because of Liu Yi's social death card, Li Jiang was killed in the middle and almost lost his life.

And this small team was almost expelled by the TV station because of such a serious live broadcast accident.

In the end, he managed to save himself, but his status in the stage also plummeted.

And today they were invited by Liu Yi. These people had the mentality of getting up from where they fell, and they looked like they were ready for battle.

If they do anything wrong again today, they will really be laid off.

But the one who took the lead was a little puzzled after seeing Liu Yi, so young?
And he also heard that it was this guy who disabled Li Jiang, so he naturally didn't dare to neglect.

Moreover, as a young man, Liu Yi did not run restaurants, nightclubs, and hotel receptions like Li Jiang did. He was just doing business.

Of course, red envelopes are still essential.

This attitude also made the other party feel that he is a person who does things, which is quite happy.

However, Liu Yi did not show up at the shooting site as usual, and Uncle Zhang presided over the overall situation.

The interview is divided into several parts.

Uncle Zhang answered the school's planning and development.

Bald Qiang answered the questions about the education plans for fresh graduates.

And when it came to Zhao Hanwei's side, it was naturally a matter of the college students' art exhibition.

This interview was filmed for three to four hours. Since it was recorded and broadcast, there must be enough material for the half-hour broadcast.

The interview this time was much more meticulous and serious than the last time Li Jiang was interviewed.

Except for the TV station.

Recently, Liu Yi and Zhou Hongye's second-generation gang got acquainted, and many of them were married and had children.

So they ganged up and sent the children to the early childhood education department of the new campus.

This made Uncle Zhang, who was still worried about the enrollment problem, relieved at once.

Moreover, Liu Yi felt that if he wanted to do it, he had to take the high-end route, so that the profits would be high. After all, his school was opened in the city center, and the rent alone was a huge expense.

After finishing Yisheng's promotional affairs, Liu Yi made an appointment with Uncle Zhang and started discussing another new business.

That is the resident teacher I mentioned to those second generations before.

To do this means that Yisheng has to build a platform between teachers and rich families, and then take part of the tuition fees as the maintenance cost of the platform.

The more troublesome thing now is how to do it.

What teacher to use.

Who are the customers?

These are to be studied carefully.

The key point is that rich people are more savvy, and they definitely don't look at advertisements to see the curative effect, so the first batch of teacher candidates for themselves is the top priority.

You have to have strong ability and good character.

After all, it requires contact with children all day long, and the requirements for character are extremely high. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, those rich people will definitely be furious.

So be careful, be careful.

Liu Yi left this matter to Uncle Zhang to handle it himself, he was really worried about others.

A few days later, at the school gate.

A group of students pushed their suitcases and carried their bags, waiting in line in front of the bus to get on the bus.

It takes about five or six hours to drive from Shanghai to Huizhou. The bus is the most suitable and economical way.

Several students from the art club helped the teacher to sign in and confirm the number of people.

And Zhao Hanwei and Xiao Bailian are in charge of communicating with teachers, tour guides and drivers.

At the same time, he also serves as the student representative for this sketch.

Ordinary people would think that Xiao Bailian was cultivating Zhao Hanwei.

After all, Zhao Hanwei had just made a splash at the college students' art exhibition, and it was reasonable for Xiao Bailian, as the president, to cultivate capable members.

But Liu Yi always felt that there was something wrong with the taste.

Wasn't Xiao Bailian able to stay away from Zhao Hanwei some time ago? Why did he change his attitude 180 degrees after passing through an art exhibition?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Besides, Zhao Hanwei is my employee, and only I, the boss, can do whatever she wants with her... cultivate and teach her.

What do you mean you are so close now, you little trash.

The point is that Liu Yi felt that there was a fraud in it, that a villain like Xiao Bailian would sincerely cultivate someone who could replace him.

joke!

After getting in the car, Liu Yi sat in the first row of the car generously.

Because he knows that on this long-distance bus, sitting in the front row is the most comfortable, with a wide view and less prone to motion sickness.

But the others sat down one by one, and now there was only the seat next to Liu Yi, and an empty seat in the back row.

Other vehicles were already full as well.

Zhao Hanwei and Xiao Bailian, as student representatives, naturally set an example and got on the bus last.

Zhao Hanwei stepped into the car first, and when she saw the empty seat beside Liu Yi, she sat down naturally without any hesitation.

Qian Shishi, who was sitting not far away, showed a smile.

"Shishi, isn't it bad that we don't reserve a seat for Weiwei?"

"Aren't you stupid, is it interesting for Weiwei to sit with us? Didn't you see that Liu Yi's side is empty? You don't have eyesight at all."

Qian Shishi rolled her eyes and scolded her girlfriends.

"I watched the stars last night. I expect Weiwei to make great progress after this sketch. If she is not allowed to sit with Liu Yi, how can she improve?"

On Liu Yi's side, Xiao Bailian looked confused.

As the president of the art club, student representative, and leader of this sketching group, should I sit at the front?
Why are you Liu Yi sitting here so calmly and looking at me eagerly.

Liu Yi did stare at him: "Why are you standing in front of me? Is there a seat for you here, and you are blocking my view of the scenery."

Liu Yi didn't have a good impression of him, so naturally he wouldn't be polite.

"You go and sit in the back. As a student representative, shouldn't you put others before yourself? Why don't you set an example?"

Well, I've told you all, what else can I say.

Xiao Bailian came to the back row sullenly, those few students were quite considerate, and left him the seat by the window, since the window could be opened, it was quite bright.

Alas, with a sigh, Xiao Bailian's mood eased a little.

You have to pretend to be very self-restraint in public, and you can't have conflicts with Liu Yi.

If there is any matter, he can solve it behind his back in private, which is a good skill for him Xiao Bailian.

"Hmph, there is still a long way to go for sketching, let's wait and see!"

Leaving Xiao Bailian alone, sitting with Zhao Hanwei was in a good mood, but helplessly, the two of them squeezed their heads out from the gap between the seats.

"Old Liu, I brought snacks, do you want to eat them?"

Three live treasures, two sitting behind him, and one sitting on his left, directly surrounded him.

"Don't eat!"

"I also brought milk, do you want to drink it?" Zhang Bolin was happy to share.

"I have it by my side!"

"I also brought a 2.5-liter bottle of Coke, can you drink it..."

"Did you take this as a spring outing?"

Zhang Bolin retracted his head angrily: "Cut, I'll drink it myself if you don't want it."

Ton, ton, ton, ton, ton, ton, ton, ton, and half a bottle was stuffed down in one breath.

Liu Yi looked back and saw that the food he brought could be sold on a small cart.

(End of this chapter)