I loaded the social death system

Chapter 22 Art Test Training School

Liu Yi patted the table and said excitedly, "That's fine!"

"Xiaoyi, what's wrong with you?" Uncle Zhang asked in confusion.

"Uncle Zhang, tell the truth, is it true that your school with educational qualifications can't even be resold now?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Antai took another sip of wine.

"Isn't it? If I can sell it, do I still have to be so worried? Do I still have to owe a whole lot of debt?"

"Well, I have one more question."

"When you were in the school, you were the teaching director. You know quite a few teachers and school leaders."

Mentioning this, Zhang Antai's face brightened, this is his glorious past.

"That's for sure. I know more than half of the principals in Shanghai. In addition to the teachers and leaders I met at meetings in the city before, I have some connections in education."

"Otherwise, when I ran the English school before, I wouldn't have recruited students so quickly."

When Liu Yi heard this, he was overjoyed.

After he was awakened by Zhang Antai's words just now, he immediately thought of one thing.

Art test training school!
Liu Yi himself learned painting from his mother since he was a child, but before the college entrance examination, he also spent a whole year looking for a professional pre-examination training teacher outside, and spent more than [-] yuan to step into the door of magic art.

And that teacher didn't even have his own professional studio, he just opened a small class at home, and brought students who were introduced by friends through word of mouth.

But it is such an informal small class. According to Liu Yi's understanding, the old man's annual income is no less than one million, and he has already bought several houses in a place like Shanghai where every inch of land is expensive.

What if such a profitable business becomes formal?
How much profit is a year!

Three elements of running a school: qualifications, students, and teachers.

Zhang Antai alone can provide him with both. It would be unreasonable for him not to continue.

This last item, however, is a big problem for teachers.

If you want to open an art exam training school, you must have famous teachers, otherwise it will be difficult to gain recognition from students and parents.

This is a problem, but not insoluble.

At present, he must seize this opportunity first.

Since Liu Yi got the system, he has doubts about the teacher's career arranged by his parents.

A yearly income of more than [-] yuan and a lot of vacations are really cool.

But is this really what you want?
Now that I have the opportunity, why not do something career while I am still young.

Moreover, in terms of running a school, it seems that we are still walking on the road of education, which is almost the same.

Liu Yi thought for a while, and then asked tentatively: "Uncle Zhang, I have an immature suggestion, it's just a small idea, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Hey, your dad and I are old friends, and you are my nephew. If there is anything inappropriate to say, say it boldly!"

"Uncle, you just mentioned your educational qualifications and school, but now you can't make a move, right?"

"Yes, I got it wrong. Now is the period of education reform. Everyone has suffered heavy casualties. Who will buy it?"

"Then what if I want this school?"

"What do you want, why do you want to come, kid, don't make such jokes." Zhang Antai patted Liu Yi, but he was not annoyed.

"Uncle, I'm serious. I figured out that I want to set up an art test training school. What do you think?"

"This, this... This is not impossible. You are also very aware of art exams. It costs a lot of money, but you have to be a professional to understand..."

"Damn it! I see. You're a professional. You just passed the art test. No one knows this stuff better than you."

"Good boy, your brain is very active!"

Zhang Antai is indeed a good person, and he sincerely praised Liu Yi's ideas.

"So, Uncle, do you think this will work?"

"I know, you are in financial difficulties now, and you are in a hurry to pay off your debts. It shouldn't be a good day."

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhang Antai lowered his head.

Can you feel better, avoiding debts every day and borrowing money everywhere?

He borrowed it from relatives and friends. He used to have a lot of friends, but now most of them have blocked him.

His school had just been opened, and the deposit for the 3000-square-meter teaching space alone had been paid for half a year, amounting to 120 million yuan.

There are also renovations, buying textbooks, desks and chairs, TVs, air conditioners, etc., and so on, and another investment of almost 100 million.

Most of the tuition fees he collected were filled into these holes, just waiting for the next year when the tuition fees were collected again, he could make a lot of money.

But an education reform is all over.

Now he sold the house and paid back the debt owed by the bank, plus the refundable tuition owed to the students, and he still owes 10,000+.

Now his wife is fighting with him every day, almost to the point of divorce, and his relatives are no longer in touch. For the first time, he has experienced the feeling of being alone and betrayed by everyone.

When he was rich, he was Director Zhang, Mr. Zhang, and Teacher Zhang.

When he has no money, he is a stranger, a stranger, and a loser.

The taste is really bitter.

When Liu Yi saw his depressed expression, he understood everything.

"Uncle Zhang, it doesn't feel good to owe money, so, Uncle Zhang, you just said that you still owe more than [-] yuan."

"Otherwise, I'll help you pay back the money!"

Zhang Antai's eyes widened and he grabbed Liu Yi's arm as if he saw a life-saving straw.

"What you said is true, you can't lie to uncle."

"Of course it's true, but I also have my own conditions."

Zhang Antai didn't make a sound and listened quietly.

"I'll help you pay back the rest of the money, but your unsold school and his qualifications have to be transferred to me."

"No problem!" Zhang Antai agreed directly without even thinking about it. Now this school is a burden to him.

"Secondly, Uncle Zhang, you probably don't have a job now either."

Lao Zhang lowered his head in embarrassment again, what job does he have?

"So, I would like to ask you to help me. You are an old man in the education field, but I don't understand anything. I need your help."

Lao Zhang finally understood. Liu Yi wanted to take over the school, change his family, and take the exam to a training school.

"Uncle, you are one of our own, so I won't treat you badly. After this school is established, you will still work as the dean, and if you make money, I will give you [-]% of the dividends."

Liu Yi is upping the ante. He needs Zhang Antai, so he has to spend money and be sincere.

After all, he was still the principal one second, and not only the school is gone the next second, but he also has to work for a junior. This is not acceptable to everyone.

But Zhang Antai is obviously not an ordinary person.

"Xiaoyi, I agree!"

He spoke sonorously and forcefully, and his eyes were very firm.

"As long as you can pay to help me pay off the debt, I will agree to all your requests."

"Really?"

"Uncle Zhang will never lie to you, I promise."

Zhang Antai no longer wants to be in fear in front of creditors every day, he has had enough.

For more than a month, Liu Yi was the first person who offered to help him, which moved him very much.

"Okay, then Uncle Zhang, that's what we've decided."

"A word is settled!"

"A word is settled!"

Zhang Antai stood up on his own initiative and shook hands with Liu Yi vigorously like he did with his peers.

(End of this chapter)