Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Principal Zhang is a relatively young principal. He looks to be less than 50 years old and may have just taken office in recent years. He looks smart and capable.

"Hello!" Principal Zhang did not get up, but sat behind his desk and said, "Teacher Ran, please help me pour a cup of tea, and listen to it. After all, it was the students in your class who caused the trouble."

"Okay, Principal!" Ran Qiuye went to get the thermos to make tea.

Zeng Wangcai glanced at the porcelain cup with a lid and waved his hand, saying, "You're welcome. Teacher Ran, please sit down too. I don't want to drink tea anymore."

There are no disposable cups, and boiling water is used for disinfection. I don’t know how many people can drink from one cup. Alas!

"No trouble..." Ran Qiuye thought Zeng Wangcai was being polite, but she understood as soon as she saw the way Zeng Wangcai was staring at the cup.

She was also not used to drinking tea from other people's cups. She always felt that it was awkward and unhygienic to put her mouth against a place that someone else had touched.

"Okay then!" Principal Zhang put down the pen in his hand, ready to cut the Gordian knot, "Comrade, your child has not been in our school for long, just one month..."

"I know, it was a fight!" Zeng Wangcai simply interrupted Principal Zhang. He really didn't want to hear his son's heroic deeds again. He was mainly worried that he would lose control of his anger after hearing that the principal was partial to him. "I won't pursue the reason..."

This person is so rude.

What? You won't pursue it?

They are the ones who are investigating. I am just a principal and cannot afford to offend the director...

Principal Zhang was confused as he listened to Zeng Wangcai continue to say: "I will not cause trouble for the school. Just now on the way here, my father and I were blocked by the kid's cousin. We have already negotiated with them. This matter has nothing to do with the school."

"Have you negotiated?" Principal Zhang had a complicated expression. After thinking for a few seconds, he couldn't help but remind her, "Comrade, the school knows the cause of the incident. Thank you for your understanding."

"It's okay!" Zeng Wangcai said generously, "If you don't love your own child, who will?"

"Yes, yes, haha, comrade is right."

"Hahaha......"

The people who came smiled at each other. Logically, the matter should have ended here. Principal Zhang learned that the parents had completed the negotiation and there was no need to worry for the time being. The reminders had been made and it was time to end the matter.

But Zeng Wangcai just sat there motionless. He was interrupting people in a hurry just now, but now he just sat there motionless after finishing his words.

"Well, Zeng Hao's...father!" Ran Qiuye saw the principal's embarrassed look and took the initiative to remind Zeng Wangcai, "Now that we have finished talking, I will take you out!"

"It's not over yet!" Zeng Wangcai was as still as a mountain. "You have finished talking about your business, but I haven't talked about mine yet."

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Of course!" Zeng Wangcai said, "My son has been in school for less than a month and he has been robbed 16 times, all by fifth graders. They either robbed him of his money or his pens and stationery... How do we account for this?"

"No, haven't you negotiated with the other party's family?" Principal Zhang was confused.

"Yes, it's settled!" Zeng Wangcai took out a cigarette, "You can smoke, right... You can, Principal, have one, Teacher Ran... Oh, you don't smoke," I continued.

"What I agreed with him was that my son knocked out Jin Ming's front teeth. They extorted a thousand yuan from me, which is a small amount. It's not worth suing them. What I'm talking about now is that Jin Ming led his senior classmates to rob and bully. The school has a responsibility and cannot condone it..."

Principal Zhang was furious after hearing all this. He said, "We do have a responsibility, but it's not that serious. It can't be called robbery!"

Look, this is how bullying comes about. If schools were stricter, took it seriously, and solved the problem at the source, there would be no fights in the future.

This is elementary school, not high school, so the troublemakers are easy to deal with.

"Principal Zhang, the school's funding... is very tight, right?" Zeng Wangcai suddenly changed the subject.

"Funding?" Principal Zhang couldn't accept this turn of events at once.

"It's like this!" Zeng Wangcai said, "I just went to a parents' meeting and sat at my son's desk. I found that the desk was worn out. Many other children's desks were the same. Didn't the school consider replacing the desks?"

"No... that has nothing to do with that." Principal Zhang shook his head and said, "We are talking about children, what are we talking about desks..."

"My son broke a desk at school. I know about it!" Zeng Wangcai counted on his fingers. "There are five grades in the school. There are six classes in each grade. Five, six, thirty. There are thirty classes in total. There are about forty or fifty students in each class. Three, five, fifteen. That's one thousand five hundred desks... am I right?"

Are you taking math class here?

Who can’t do this question?

"Comrade, what do you mean?" Principal Zhang's face darkened.

He had indeed just arrived there not long ago and was very worried about the situation at the school. This primary school located at the foot of the imperial city was so dilapidated.

Desks, chairs, benches, classrooms, teachers' dormitories, etc., can all be described in one word - broken.

Thinking of this, Principal Zhang felt pain in his heart, but what could he do? He asked for funding twice, but it was not approved.

"My meaning is, my son is studying in school, and we as parents have the responsibility and obligation to help the school build..." Zeng Wangcai said proudly, "I decided to donate 1,500 sets of chairs to Hongxing Primary School as compensation for my son's damage to the school chairs..."

"What...what?" Principal Zhang stood up excitedly, "Are you kidding?"

"I speak with a straight face and never joke about such things."

“Really…”

Principal Zhang's heart was pounding. He really wanted to improve the school environment.

"It will be done tomorrow!" Zeng Wangcai said confidently, "I will send someone to the school to understand the size issue, and then find a professional carpenter to make it, so that students can use the new chairs as soon as possible."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much..." Principal Zhang walked out from behind his desk and grabbed Zeng Wangcai's hand, "Comrade, society needs people like you."

"Principal Zhang, was my son robbed?"

"This... robbery, inappropriate, these are children..."

Damn, this is my first time being a rich man and I failed?

When Zeng Wangcai was attending the parents' meeting, he was thinking about donating some things to the school, renovating it, giving back to society, and dealing with the bullying issue at the same time.

It now seems that 1,500 sets of desks and chairs are not enough to change the school's mindset.

"Principal Zhang, I just went to the classroom and saw that the classroom where the students were studying was very shabby and the lighting was not good..."

"Wait a minute, what do you mean?"

"I mean, I want to renovate the school, including the teachers' dormitories."

"Ah...Excuse me, who are you..."

"My name is Zeng Wangcai!"