Divorce without killing!

This was the first time Chu Heng asked someone such a sharp question. He held his fingers slightly and tried to keep his back straight with a serious expression.

Chen Baimo looked at him indifferently, stretched out his hand to take a sip of the top-quality Maojian that had been soaked on the table, and said slowly, "No, you did a good job."

Chu Heng frowned.It's such a perfunctory sentence again, if it's really good, why just give it a perfunctory sentence?

He continued to stare at Chen Baimo, and asked without giving up: "What's wrong, can you tell me?"

Chen Baimo took another sip of the tea in his hand, then put the teacup back on the table, looked at Chu Heng gently with his glasses-wearing eyes, and said, "Your opinions are all right. Regarding the problem of the low student retention rate in our center, What you suggested was right, it just didn't fit."

Chu Heng was puzzled, what was inappropriate?

Chen Baimo slowed down, and continued to explain: "You are right, we can't just be a big tree like Teacher Guan, we should also cultivate and improve the abilities and standards of other teachers, and we can't let others just come to Teacher Guan. I also know..."

Chu Heng's eyes lit up slightly, looking forward to what he would say, but Chen Baimo suddenly changed the subject and said meaningfully: "But it's not easy!"

Chu Heng froze on the ground for a while, and said seriously: "I know your concerns. Qualifications and experience take time to accumulate, and it is impossible to achieve them immediately. I am not saying that other teachers should also reach the level of official teachers. and fame, just thought it would allow each of them to have their own distinctive characteristics."

After a pause, Chu Heng actually didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to raise these rashly. He was just a newcomer. In the eyes of others, he should be young and had no sense of responsibility. He shouldn't think so much, and he shouldn't come here. propose these.

Chen Baimo still looked at him indifferently, showing no interest in what he said next, but he didn't intend to stop him either.

Chu Heng let out a little breath in his heart, and decided to speak out.

"For example, the children's painting class," Chu Heng tried to keep his tone calm and said, "The students in this class are very young, and most of them just learn for interest enlightenment. Make small toys by hand."

"This reduces the boringness of their pure learning. Learning while playing will increase children's interest. First of all, let them like and be willing to learn, and then the dropout rate in the later period will definitely be reduced."

Chu Heng finished speaking seriously, waiting for Chen Baimo's next words.

Chen Baimo drank a few more sips of tea leisurely, narrowing his eyes slightly, expressing his appreciation for Chu Heng's idea, but he put down his teacup again and said as before: "Your idea is right, but it cannot be implemented in our center."

Chu Heng looked at him puzzled.

Chen Baimo said: "The teachers we invited are all professional, they would not be willing to teach non-professionals like this."

Therefore, they are unable to stand out professionally, and refuse to change in other aspects, which eventually leads to mediocrity.

Chu Heng thought in his heart that he had already understood, so he couldn't say anything more. He fell silent, bowed to Chen Baimo, and said, "Thank you for telling me patiently."

Chen Baimo didn't know how to respond, he still admired this young man very much.It is just an excuse to say that others don't want to. In fact, he is old and has no energy or energy to toss about. He is already very content with the center's success over the past few decades.He said to Chu Heng, "Go to work."

Chu Heng nodded, "I'm sorry to bother you."

Not feeling aggrieved or unwilling, Chu Heng stepped out and took a few deep breaths of fresh air outside.

Everyone has their own ideas and plans, Chu Heng understands, he just wants to know the reason.After quickly adjusting his mood, Chu Heng returned to the office.

In the afternoon, He Qingxiao called and asked him if he would not come back to live here anymore. Chu Heng nodded and told He Qingxiao that the rent for the days he lived in would still be shared with him, and he would come to pick it up after get off work in the afternoon. Take a look at your own things.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Heng sent a message to Yan Bailiang, 【I'm going to pick up things from He Qingxiao in the afternoon, so you don't need to pick me up. After picking up things, I will go back by car. 】

Yan Bailiang also happened to have an important cooperation to discuss in the afternoon, so he sent him a message, [Then I will let He Xin go with you. 】

Chu Heng replied immediately: [No, I can do it myself. 】

But after get off work in the afternoon, He Xin still came, drove a red car and parked outside.

Chu Heng had no choice but to walk over, opened the back door and sat in, and said uncomfortably, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

He Xin turned his head and smiled, "You are just as my sister said, you are too polite, but you are much easier to get along with than Mr. Yan."

Chu Heng was slightly stunned, "You mean Yan Bailiang is difficult to get along with?"

Realizing that he had said something that shouldn't be said, He Xin stopped immediately, and said with a dry smile: "No, how dare I speak ill of Mr. Yan behind his back, he is very easy to get along with."

Chu Heng: "... Oh." No more words.

After asking for the address, He Xin drove to the place quickly, and the two went upstairs.

He Qingxiao is usually very casual at home, only wearing a pair of pajamas, which are loose and loose, and his fair face is set off by the light gray pajamas, giving him a sickly pale beauty.

Hearing the voice, he lazily went to open the door, and said to Chu Heng, "Here we come."

Chu Heng hummed, looking at the messy room that he hadn't been in for a few days, he frowned helplessly, and went back to his room to pack his things.

He Xin had originally been ordered by President Yan to help Chu Heng pack his things, but He Qingxiao couldn't move when he saw that, and his eyes were straightened instantly.

Chu Heng has long since seen the strangeness. He Qingxiao has always been very popular because of his face and unique temperament.

While packing up his things, Chu Heng could hear the voice of He Xin taking the initiative to strike up a conversation outside.

Chu Heng lowered his head and smiled. Although he didn't listen carefully, he still heard it.

He Xin smiled and asked He Qingxiao outside, "Where do you work?"

He Qingxiao glanced at him lazily, leaned on the sofa, and said two words indifferently: "Net match."

He Xin's eyes lit up, and he felt that they had a common topic, and said excitedly: "Our President Yan also has a dubbing studio..."

The things that Chu Heng was packing suddenly stopped.

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