I loaded the social death system

Chapter 26 Looking for a part-time job

Yuan Meng drove Liu Yi home.

Liu Yi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was holding a driving recorder in his hand.

"Coach, you can go home and install this car later."

"kindness."

"Also, next time, let's drive on a new road,"

"kindness."

"Coach, can you transfer this money to me?"

"You really think too much."

……

Yuan Meng sent Liu Yi to the gate of Hexie Community.

"By the way, you can re-add me on WeChat, that number belongs to my dad."

Liu Yi turned on the phone and added a WeChat account called JDM Dream.

"In the future, if you want to practice driving again, just message me on WeChat. I'll come here to pick you up, but the premise is that I must be free."

"Coach, I have classes during the day, can I practice driving at night?"

"Yes." Yuan Meng nodded.

"Then let's make an appointment tonight."

"Oh, by the way, take all these alcohol and tobacco back, I don't need these things." She threw the bag back to Liu Yi.

"You don't need to, but I can give the cigarettes and alcohol to my old man... your father, Coach Yuan." Liu Yi almost said what was in his heart.

"My dad is so angry with your sister that he almost has a stroke. How can he still smoke and drink?"

【Ding!The social death value from the host is +333! 】

Liu Yi rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

"That's fine, let's do it this way, I'll buy you what you like to eat, even if it's thanks to you for teaching me so seriously, the coach is good or bad, otherwise I will feel sorry."

Yuan Meng thought: "I love braised eggs, sausages, yogurt..."

Liu Yi smiled, I have all these things.

After bidding farewell to Yuan Meng, Liu Yi went home for dinner.

All night.

The next day, he secretly went out to meet with Zhang Antai, and after signing the contract with the other party, he transferred a sum of 18 yuan to the other party's account.

In this way, the handover between the two is complete, and the next step is to wait for him to deal with all the aftermath.

By the way, Zhang Antai also gave Liu Yi the keys to the school, and all three keys, and he didn't keep any of them. He was very sincere, and he only took one back after Liu Yi's insistence.

"Xiaoyi, I started to help you contact art candidates yesterday. With my previous connections, this matter is not a big problem, but you have to prepare everything in advance."

"Also, you should also understand that if you want people to introduce students to you, you must give kickbacks, especially if you are just starting out, and you have to give more than others, so that people will be willing to bring people to you."

Liu Yi nodded. After all, Zhang Antai went to the old world. He knew everything about it, so he was relieved to let him make contact for him.

"Uncle Zhang, you are the dean of my school. You have the final say on this matter. Please help me talk about the specific price first, and see if I can accept it."

"Okay, if you trust me, I'll talk about it. Oh, yes, there is also the issue of teachers and signboards. You must have a good teacher as a signboard, otherwise people will not be able to trust your new school."

Zhang Antai gave Liu Yi an analysis in a slow manner: "I think that the signboard of your magic art is actually very loud. In fact, most of the candidates for the entrance examination of art in Shanghai are going to your school. If you can have your magic art as an endorsement , that will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.”

"Okay, Uncle Zhang, let me think about it."

The two bid farewell, and Liu Yi went directly to the school that now belonged to him.

Antai English is located in an entrepreneurial park in the heart of the city.

There are dozens of small western-style buildings with a height of 3 to 5 floors in this park, each of which is rented out as a whole for office or other commercial purposes.

And Lao Zhang's school is in one of the three-story buildings.

Liu Yi came to a small building covered with transparent floor-to-ceiling glass and sighed.

There is a U-shaped lock on the door of this small building, and a notice of school suspension is pasted on the glass door, and the interior is dead silent.

But the litter of papers and the abundance of nearly new tables and chairs show the place's not-so-distant glory.

Between life and death.

Liu Yi unlocked the door and walked inside. The place is so new that there is still some smell of decoration that hasn't completely dissipated.

The walls and floors are all new, as if they were just installed. It seems that Lao Zhang has taken good care of this place, and he really cherishes this school.

Well, in the end, these are all cheap for myself.

Now there are not one or two training schools that are closed down across the country, and even many decades-old brands have run away. Lao Zhang's death is a bit unjust, but it can only be said that bad luck.

"A little bit of work here, a large sink for washing paintbrushes and buckets, and a place to dry rags will all work together, no need to move at all."

"And Zhang really spent a lot of money. There are six classrooms in total, and each classroom is equipped with microphone speakers and 80-inch 4K TVs, which are very helpful for teaching."

"There is also air conditioning, there is a coffee machine in the office, and there are vending machines in the hallway."

"Hey, there is also a small kitchen on the first floor, which can provide meals for teachers and students. It is so complete."

The more Liu Yi looked at it, the more he felt that he had found a treasure, that is to say, the timing was right now. If it were a year ago, such a good place would have been robbed madly.

"Well, first find someone to make a new signboard, and then move all the drawing boards and easels in. Basically, the venue will be completely alive."

Zhang Antai gave Liu Yi the wechat of the team who renovated the place before, and now he only needs to ask them to come back and make some changes, and it doesn't cost a lot of money.

"Okay, then the next thing is the teacher team."

Liu Yi's head hurts for a while, this is a big problem.

Now that I am just starting out, I only need a signature teacher and a few teaching assistants.

It is easy to find teaching assistants, just find a few students who are more capable, and it is economical.

But this teacher as a sign...

Zhang Antai said that it is best to find a teacher of magic arts, but it is so easy to find.

Many Magic Art teachers already have another career, and some even start companies.

I have just entered school again, where can I find a suitable teacher?

Liu Yi looked around a bit depressed, and then locked the door again.

The weekend passed quickly.

Monday morning was another professional class, Liu Yi was not late this time, and arrived at school early.

As soon as class started today, Liu Yi felt that Bald Qiang was a little absent-minded.

Usually, he always inspects one by one, constantly finding faults. Although he has a big temper and is not forgiving, this is actually a serious and responsible performance.

Not to mention, even being scolded and scolded, Liu Yi felt that he had improved a lot.

There are also several types of teachers, the most typical are strict father and loving mother, the rest are good friends, and the worst are soy sauce paddling.

Bald Qiang is a typical strict father type.

But in the past few days, this strict father has always been a little dazed, and he seldom talks. Liu Yi even saw him holding a pencil as a cigarette in the corridor, and still using a lighter to light it, but he didn't notice it at all. .

When get out of class was over at noon, Liu Yi and Zhang Bolin helped Bald Qiang clean up the classroom, put away all the still life props, and returned them to the storage room.

On this road, Liu Yi was climbing the stairs holding a bust of Xiaowei, but at the corner of the stairs, he heard Bald Qiang's low voice.

"Mr. Hu, what happened to what I told you a few days ago?"

"Well, it's not that I don't like it, but the price you offered is really..."

"I know, I know, the entrance exam will be in a few months, the training school has already found a good teacher, and there is no shortage of teachers now, but my ability..."

"Okay, but during class..."

"The hours of this class are too short. Calculated in this way, it only costs a few thousand yuan a month. It doesn't make much sense to me."

"Okay, okay, you think about it again, and I will think about it again."

Liu Yimao didn't move at the side, quietly listening to Bald Qiang hang up the phone.

"Joint exam, teacher, training school?"

"Could it be that Bald Qiang is... looking for a part-time job!"

(End of this chapter)