I messed up the Siheyuan

The first aunt doesn’t dare to say it, but the second aunt dares!

She curled her lips and said mockingly, "Uncle has been a teacher for so many years, how could he only earn so little money?

Tsk! ...It's less than twenty-five dollars.

He is talking nonsense.

He thinks everyone in our hospital is a fool."

......

The venue was filled with chattering.

Originally, everyone was talking about their own things, and no one paid attention to what others were saying?

But for some reason, the people around the first and second aunts suddenly stopped and started listening to what they were saying quietly.

Then, more and more people stopped.

The entire venue suddenly became quiet.

Although the first and second aunts were whispering in a low voice, everyone could hear it clearly.

Only then did they come to their senses and looked around in shock.

But they found that almost everyone was looking at them intently.

"Ah!...This!..." The two were a little confused!

At this time, Yan Fugui's cheek twitched slightly, and then he forced out an awkward smile and said in a bitter voice: "Second Aunt, the person you are talking about graduated from a technical secondary school.

Once someone graduates from a technical secondary school, he or she becomes a cadre.

As a cadre, a salary of 29.5 yuan per month is quite normal, isn't it?

Her salary is still considered low!

Our school also received a technical secondary school graduate last year.

He just arrived and he can open 31 in one month!"

This made the second aunt stunned for a moment.

She asked in confusion, "Uncle, what's going on?

We all graduated from technical secondary schools and became teachers in schools, so how can our salaries differ by 1.5 yuan?"

"Second Auntie!..." Yan Fugui explained: "The basic working posture of all technical secondary school graduates should be the same.

It’s just that the bonuses and subsidies are different in different units.

For example, our Red Star Primary School is a subsidiary of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, so the bonuses and subsidies are higher than those of other schools. ”

The second aunt nodded with a look of sudden realization.

This also made Yan Fugui feel slightly relieved.

But Wang Ping's shout made him anxious again.

"Uncle, this isn't right?"

"Pingzi, what's wrong?" Yan Fugui asked, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

"Uncle!..." Wang Ping asked loudly: "I remember you said this during the Chinese New Year.

It is said that you were promoted to the head of the Chinese language group of Hongxing Primary School just before the New Year.

You also said...

In school, apart from the principal, vice-principal and dean of studies, you group leaders are the most powerful ones.

Good job! ...

You are one of the top leaders of Hongxing Primary School, but your salary is not as good as that of the newly assigned teacher?

This is unacceptable in any way!"

Wang Ping's words once again caused an uproar among the onlookers.

"Ouch!...Uncle Third has made a fortune without even noticing!..."

"That's right, what kind of team leader is Third Uncle..."

"The Third Master is keeping this a secret! How come he didn't reveal a single word about such a big thing?"

"Why didn't it show through?"

"Didn't Pingzi say that? Uncle San mentioned this during the New Year. But none of us paid attention to it."

"Since Uncle San is the team leader, does his words count in Red Star Primary School?"

"It will definitely work! Didn't you hear Pingzi say...his team leader is a lower-ranking official than several others."

"Then I have to find Uncle Three and ask him to help arrange a transfer for my niece!"

"What's going on? Your niece is going to transfer to Red Star Primary School?"

"Yes!... My niece is studying in Baizhifang now! But her family has moved to this area. She has to run to Baizhifang every day to go to school. It's so tiring."

......

The crowd suddenly started to talk, but then quickly died down.

Everyone just looked at Yan Fugui with slightly curious eyes.

After all, there are so many people living in the compound, but the only one who can be considered an official is the one in front of him.

The crowd's fiery gazes gave Yan Fugui a novel feeling.

Although he was the third uncle in the courtyard, this was the first time he had been stared at in this way.

This feeling is pretty good, making Yan Fugui feel light and fluttery.

But soon, he shook his head gently and woke himself up.

"That... um!... old and young masters!..."

"Although I was nominated as the head of the Chinese language group at Red Star Primary School,... "

"My teacher rank, that hasn't changed at all."

"Teacher grades remain the same, so there is actually no change in salary."

At this time, a nosy neighbor interrupted and asked, "Uncle, what is the teacher level?"

"Teacher registration... well!... to put it simply..." Yan Fugui explained: "It is the level given to teachers... It is similar to the first and second level workers rated for workers in a steel mill.

My Chinese group leader’s full name is ‘Chinese Teaching and Research Group Leader’.

What does it mean?

That is to say! ...put all the Chinese teachers in Hongxing Primary School into one group, and then...

I led these Chinese teachers to discuss and consult...

How can we teach children in school so that they can learn better?

In fact, this team leader, like an ordinary teacher, does not have cadre status.

Those technical secondary school graduates, even if they have just entered the school as teachers, have a much higher salary than ordinary teachers like us because of their cadre status. "

......

Looking at Yan Fugui who was talking eloquently, Wang Ping couldn't help but say "I am convinced".

These people in the courtyard are either workers, low-level laborers, housewives and school-age children...

How would they know anything about teachers in school?

Of course, whatever Yan Fugui says is what it goes.

Even if this old guy is talking nonsense up there, no one can notice.

Even if there were a few people who understood the situation, they would not expose Yan Fugui to his face.

It’s not that I don’t dare, but that I can’t afford to do it.

Today's whole hospital meeting was held because of the Yan family's affairs.

For the sake of Yan family's affairs, in front of so many people, Yan Fugui was embarrassed and severely offended. Why?

Yan Fugui understood these people's mentality very well, which is why he dared to speak so freely.

In fact, when he said these words, he was always staring at the few people who could expose him out of the corner of his eyes.

Seeing these people, either they didn't care at all or they curled their lips with disdain on their faces...he felt relieved.

However, when his eyes drifted towards Wang Ping in the distance, his heart couldn't help but become nervous again.

Wang Ping probably doesn’t know what’s happening at school!

How could he, a teenager who just started working, know all this?

If he goes to school for a few years and becomes more knowledgeable through his job as a purchasing agent, he might even know something about school affairs.

Thinking of this, Yan Fugui felt a little relieved.