After transferring to another school, I was at the same table as the school girl who had a crush on

Chapter 63

in the principal's office.

Shang Yang dragged Li Qing away for three or four minutes, but Jia Chengfeng was still sitting there, his face turning blue with embarrassment.

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He overturned all the tea on the table on the ground.

Zhang Hongtu, who was going to knock on the door, was startled, trembling and daring not to show his head again.

Being contradicted and even humiliated by a teenager is something he hasn't experienced in more than ten years.Fortunately, he was able to walk step by step from a poor student to today, and his emotional control ability is absolutely incomparable.

Staring at the smiling family portrait on the desk, he calmed down after taking a few slow and deep breaths.

He picked up the phone.

"Hey, is this Teacher Shang? Let's talk about what happened in Shangxi High School recently?"

"I, compromise."

Municipal People's Hospital.

in the parking lot.

The scorching hot and dazzling white light poured in from the car window in summer. Shang Houde sat in the car with a few snow-white checklists between his fingers, smoking cigarettes one after another.

In the empty and silent air, it seemed that the doctor's voice could still be heard not far away.

"Mr. Shang, according to the results of our fiber optic endoscopy, the shadow in your stomach shows the characteristics of moderately differentiated gastric type gastropancreatic cancer..."

"Currently our recommendation is to perform radical surgery, en bloc resection of part or all of the stomach including the cancer and possible invasion of the gastric wall..."

At the beginning of September, Jiangcheng was still scorching hot, and the autumn tiger was showing off its prestige, and the temperature remained lingering for a long time.

But in the evening when the twilight is closing in, the first ray of evening wind with the cold and damp breath sticks to the ground and rolls up to the sky from bottom to top without sound.

His forehead curled up by the wind blowing from the ground, Shang Houde let out a long breath as his hand holding the cigarette butt hangs on the car window.

When hearing the doctor's calm trial, the initial shock and blankness have passed, followed by daze and helplessness.

He is like a stubborn and lonely middle-aged fighter, who has passed the age of dreaming. On the battlefield full of young people, with the blood in his heart, he has fought hard with his sword for half his life.

At the end, the road ahead is still a long way to go.Turning the head, life is also full of devastation, the way weeds grow wildly, gray and barren.

There is only sadness left in life.

"I'm not afraid of being blocked by tens of thousands of people, but I'm afraid of surrendering myself..."

The phone ringing interrupted his thoughts.

It's Jia Chengfeng's call.

After pressing the answer button, Jia Chengfeng said in a calm and calm tone: "Mr. Shang, I have compromised on the recent incidents of Shangxi High School."

"You and I both know. You have never withdrawn the team of teachers you brought here from Shangxi, leaving a slight room for compromise, just for these children."

"Now for these children, let's talk again?"

Jia Chengfeng approached Li Qing for the purpose of disintegrating and buying off the troublemakers to calm the situation.

But Shang Yang's boldness and Li Qing's stamina exceeded his expectations.

The public opinion and public relations of capturing the thief first and capturing the king were completely in vain due to the unreasonable playing of cards by the two.

The vortex under the undercurrent of the undercurrent in the campus is getting bigger and bigger.

As Zhang Hongtu’s deadline for persuading students to quit is approaching day by day, parents have protested with banners at the school gates, some parents clamored to go to the Education Bureau to complain, and some parents worked hard to call the mayor’s hotline on time every day, graffiti on the campus It is also showing a blowout state, Zhang Vulture will find a few fresh rotten eggs in the car every day.

This week, wherever Zhang Tujiu went, he brought two fat and strong bodyguards with him, lest someone would beat him up and smash the rotten eggs.

It was against this background that Shang Houde came to Jia Chengfeng's office.

"Mr. Jia." Opposite Principal Shangxi's office, Shang Houde sat down opposite Jia Chengfeng and greeted him coldly.

Jia Chengfeng looked at Shang Houde.

It just fell after an autumn rain, and the temperature turned cold. Shang Houde put on his coat early, and he looked a little haggard when he was originally wide and fat.

Jia Chengfeng said with concern: "The weather has changed a lot these two days, Teacher Shang should pay attention to his body."

Shang Houde said lightly: "Thank you."

"This is for you." Jia Chengfeng seemed to have a wry smile, and pushed a box of brand-new nutritional supplements on the table over, "I know you have a bad stomach, so I specially asked someone to bring it back from abroad to nourish your stomach. "

Shang Houde just wanted to refuse.

Jia Chengfeng said: "Teacher Shang, you don't have to treat me like a scourge."

Shang Houde stopped talking.

Only then did Jia Chengfeng get to the point, with some earnestness in his words: "It's the same as what I said to you on the phone. Today I came to see you for Shangxi High School. You have seen the appearance outside. You are also involved in these children With a lot of energy, you must be the one you don't want to see them like this?"

Shang Houde frowned and looked at him: "Then what do you want?"

Jia Chengfeng said: "Cooperate with you, according to your original plan, do not filter grades and do not raise fees, and train this group of students."

Shang Houde was suspicious: "That's it?"

Jia Chengfeng affirmed: "That's it."

There was a small pause in the atmosphere.If Jia Chengfeng had proposed this condition a week ago, he would have hesitated.But the hospital's verdict gave him a sense of urgency.

His time is running out.

Manpower is limited, he can only have a clear conscience.

It's just...according to this plan, Jia Chengfeng will suffer a lot.

Sweeping Jia Chengfeng up and down, Shang Houde thought: Could it be that this guy's time is running out?

Understanding Shang Houde's doubts, Jia Chengfeng showed a helpless wry smile: "Teacher Shang, in your heart, am I a cold-blooded and ruthless villain? But I am just a person who puts interests first. From the beginning to the end, what I pursue is only Maximization of benefits. At the beginning, I wanted to start the project as soon as possible, and throw away the ordinary rural students in Shangxi as soon as possible, leaving only the key classes for word of mouth, in order to see the benefits as soon as possible. The current compromise is only to understand that this plan is not I can’t get enough benefits in the short term, so I simply change the direction of the program, spend more money to train this group of students, and change the direction of publicity, which may not be a new profit point.”

"In the final analysis, I am an ordinary businessman who pursues profit."

These words are frank and shameless, but they are too in line with Jia Chengfeng's character.

Shang Houde pondered.

"Teacher Shang, take a look at this." Jia Chengfeng took out a folder from the file rack on the desk, handed it to Shang Houde, shrugged, "After reading it, you should have a certain opinion."

Shang Houde opened it and saw that it was full of complaint letters and photos.

——They are all masterpieces of protests by the parents of students inside and outside the Shangxi campus.

Jia Chengfeng said: "Teacher Shang, even though I am not willing to compromise. But we are all adults, and we all understand that personal emotions are nothing compared to interests and reality."

Shang Houde flipped through the photos with gusto, glanced at Jia Chengfeng, and was convinced of the possibility of this cooperation.

As a person who has been able to hold the position of vice-principal in Provincial No. [-] High School for many years, he is no longer the naive age to demand the other party's sincerity.

Since there is a compromise, no matter what the reason is, there is something to talk about.

His smile returned to his usual honesty: "Mr. Jia, what are we going to talk about?"

……

……

"That dog Jia Chengfeng really compromised?"

Outside the school, in the drunken spring breeze, Li Qing called Shang Yang a dish.The latter was putting fat beef rolls and hairy tripe into the hot pot, his eyes were stuck to the bottom of the boiling red pot, and he couldn't pull it out.

Shang Houde reprimanded weakly: "Yangyang, don't swear."

Shang Yangquan pretended not to hear.Li Qing stepped on him.He lazily said: "Okay, I got it."

"This one is ready, eat it." Shang Houde couldn't help his son, so he put a piece of fat beef roll for Shang Yang, and another piece of hairy belly for Li Qing.

But he put down his chopsticks and didn't eat. "It's a compromise for the time being. You didn't see the photos I showed. There are parents holding banners at the entrance of the Education Bureau. Jia Chengfeng is also afraid that things will become too big."

"Look at that big-tailed wolf looking like he's the boss of me. I thought his father was Wang Jianlin. It turned out that he really took on the responsibility, and he was quicker than a rabbit. What a coward..."

Looking at his father's expression, Shang Yang swallowed the remaining half of the sentence, and gave Li Qing a piece of hairy belly, "Well, this hairy belly is just right, Lao Shang, Li Xiaoqing, you all have a taste."

Li Qing was stuffed with chopsticks, "Oh, it's hot."

Shang Houde didn't know about Jia Chengfeng's threat to Li Qing and the two of them, so he asked suspiciously: "What kind of wolf with a big tail, what kind of air is it? He's looking for you?"

Li Qing calmly said: "No, what Shang Yang was referring to was his speech at the press conference."

Shang Houde didn't get suspicious anymore, and said casually, "Hey, you are still young, when you grow up, you will find that everyone is not like this."

Shang Yang wanted to say something else: "I just don't like him..."

"The blood is booming." Li Qing bumped his knee with one knee, signaling him not to talk nonsense, "Didn't you complain yesterday that you have no meat and you are hungry?"

Shang Yang held down Li Qing's knee, moved his hand up along his thigh, and smiled pointedly.

"Well, I've been very hungry recently."

Li Qing: ...

This is a Chongqing hot pot restaurant in full swing. In autumn, the air conditioner is still fully turned on.

In the chilly air, Li Qing held down Shang Yang's troublesome hand, but still felt that the skin covered by Shang Yang's palm was surprisingly hot, especially when that hand was still moving up restlessly.

He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Shang Yang!"

"I'm here." Shang Yang raised his eyebrows unbearably, his hand was pressed and stopped moving, he just stayed in that awkward position, and used his other hand to hold a piece of mutton roll for Li Qing: "Come on, mutton to strengthen the yang , Eat more to nourish your body."

"..." Li Qing gritted his teeth, "Thank you, I don't need it."

Shang Yang almost died laughing at Li Qing's aggrieved appearance.

"The meatball is ready." Shang Houde smiled naively, took a meatball for each of Shang Yang and Li Qing, and asked strangely: "Xiao Li, are you hot? Do you want to adjust the temperature of the air conditioner?"

Shang Yang smiled pointedly: "No need. He was just too excited to eat."

Shang Houde didn't know why, so he said, "Is this restaurant so delicious? When I came last time, I obviously didn't think it was very good. I'll ask the boss to get a membership card later..."

Shang Yang looked at Li Qing jokingly: "Li Xiaoqing, what can I ask you? Is this hot pot restaurant delicious?"

Li Qing stomped on Shang Yang's foot, and bit off a piece of grilled sausage with no expression on his face: "It's pretty, delicious, delicious, what does Brother Shang say?"

Shang Yang: ...

"That's right." Shang Houde looked up again, and smiled at the two children, "Yangyang, I brought something for you today."

Li Qing glanced lightly at Shang Yang, his eyes lingering on the itchy flesh on Shang Yang's waist.

Shang Yang instantly became honest.

Different from Li Qing's rare indifferent beauty, Shang Yang's handsomeness is class level, can touch the sunshine first love type of a boy, and has two small canine teeth, his smile is extremely healing.

When sitting side by side with Li Qing, he looked like a well-behaved and ignorant class leader.

——When Shang Houde raised his head while holding the packing box, this is what he saw.

He watched both boys grow up.At the age of seven, the scene of the rampaging mud monkeys making the crying, fair and well-behaved little boy who was sitting in the corner reading a book seemed like yesterday.

But in an instant, they have grown into teenagers who can carry their lives on their shoulders.

Time flies too fast.

He glanced away, suppressed the mixed emotions in his heart, and handed over a packaging box: "Yangyang bought this for you, you like to play games, and you have used that computer for two or three years before. It's just right Get a new one."

Shang Yang glanced at the packing box.

The latest from Apple.

Before he could speak, Shang Yang took out a white box from under the table and handed it to Li Qing: "Xiao Li, you are still using Yang Yang's old mobile phone now. It is more convenient to have a new mobile phone to check information and contact classmates .”

Also the latest from Apple.

Both Shang Yang and Li Qing felt something was wrong.Shang Houde is not a person who spends money lavishly. On the contrary, although his income is good, his consumption view in many aspects can be described as stingy.

It's not that Shang Houde has never done it before sending a computer to his son.

Give Li Qing a mobile phone, even with Shang Houde's personality.

But giving away such a precious thing in one breath...

Intangible doubts rose in the heads of the two children.

"Old Shang, what are you doing?" Shang Yang didn't connect to the computer, and said with a playful smile, "My computer is used well, and I have established a firm revolutionary friendship with me. What can I change? Am I the kind of person who sees differences and wants to change?"

Li Qing also declined: "Teacher Shang, I don't have many opportunities to use my mobile phone in my third year of high school. Besides, this mobile phone is too expensive, so I can't accept it."

Shang Houde was extremely firm this time, and said with a naive smile: "Just keep it if you give it to you. When I came back, I found that I forgot to ask the salesperson to issue an invoice, and I can't even refund it. If you don't want it, I can only throw it away. "

This is simply impossible.

Shang Houde usually asks the store if he has issued an invoice even after eating three yuan and five noodles, so that he can get reimbursed when he comes back.He also has a special drawer for receiving and receiving invoices, and the earliest ones in it can be traced back to ten years ago.

Shang Yang's eyelids twitched suddenly, and a suppressed anger filled his heart: "Shang Houde, do you have something to hide from me?"

Shang Houde didn't seem to expect Shang Yangneng to be so keen, and was taken aback for a moment.

Shang Yang was aggressive: "Are you sick?"

"No." Shang Houde retorted calmly, seemingly helpless, "Yangyang, what are you guessing? Dad is very good, it's just that the stock he bought recently has risen and made some money."

Shang Yang was suspicious: "Really?"

Shang Houde remained calm: "Of course it is true."

Shang Yang wanted to say something else.Li Qing shook his hand under the table and shook his head at him.

Shang Yang suppressed the fearful anger, drank the cold water in front of him, and apologized bluntly: "I'm sorry, I'm not in a good mood recently."

"It's okay." Shang Houde's tone was nostalgic and gentle, and he said in a very soft voice: "Yangyang, you know, your father will not be angry no matter what you do."

The volume of his words was low, and the two Shang Yang on the opposite side didn't seem to hear them.He just smiled and didn't mention it again.

The atmosphere eased down.

The father and son sat in the fog of boiling red oil in the chili hot pot, and continued to do homework for a while.

After a long time, after Shang Houde went to the bathroom and left, Shang Yang muttered in a low voice: "...a lot of age, so nasty."