Twenty Years in Business

In the scorching summer, the sun is blazing.

In the afternoon, at the door of a junior high school, a constant stream of parents send their children to school.

There is a boy standing straight outside the door, which is more standard than the security posture inside the door. Whenever he sees a parent, he walks over with a smile, politely saying good, and then sends the flyer in his hand to other side.

The boys are dressed plainly and cleanly, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

In the hot weather, the boy's undershirt was soaked with sweat and his face was full of sweat, but even so, his expression was always a natural smile.

A parent glanced at the boy sideways and walked away without picking up the flyer.

Some people may not be able to save face, take the piece of paper without looking at it, and throw it away after two steps.

Of course, some parents will also ask curiously.

"Three-section education? Haven't heard of it!"

The boy politely explained: "Auntie, the Three-Street Education has only been established for more than three months. There are now a hundred students, mainly from experimental middle schools. We don't have much market in this area, so we know very little."

"Experimental middle school, haha, I said, why haven’t I heard of it? My children can’t be compared with the students there. They are all rich and noble, or they are the best learners! By the way, yours Did the teacher also learn from the experiment?"

The experimental middle school is very famous in Los Angeles, and its teachers are second to none. Just as women say, in addition to learning well, they are children from rich and powerful families.

The boy scratched his head and said truthfully: "Auntie, in fact, our teachers over there are all students of Luo University, don't you think they are all students..."

The woman waved her hand to stop the boy from explaining, "Hehe, what else are the students talking about? There is something at the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore, why should I go to your place?"

The woman looked at the boy disgustingly, rubbed the piece of waste paper in her hand into a ball and threw it to the side of the road, stepped on the bicycle and walked away.

The boy sighed slightly, his face returned to a confident and calm look, and continued to hand out flyers.

Whenever a parent expresses interest, regardless of whether it is true or not, he will carefully record the contact information.

When the class time came, the boy finally breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the trash can and walked to the side of the road, picked up the flyers that others had thrown away, cleaned it up, and continued to use it.

After doing this, the boy looked at the beautiful figure under the tree, grinned, and ran away regardless of the heat.

After a while, the boy ran towards her holding a popsicle.

"Here you are!" The boy said with a smile.

"Why didn't you buy it?" the girl asked.

"I'm not thirsty, you eat!" the boy said.

Then the boy drank the bottle of tap water filled from the three-minute education, and the girl licked the old popsicle and gave the boy a bite from time to time.

The boy is Wang Changhu and the girl is Xu Xiaojuan.

They are in the same village, in the same class of elementary school, in the same class of junior high school, and in the same school of high school, and the university is not far apart.

Since junior high school, the two childhood sweethearts have established a romantic relationship, and it has been six years.

After eating the popsicles, Xu Xiaojuan took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Wang Changhu's face.

"Is it hot? Are you tired?"

Wang Changhu looked at the girl stupidly, shook his head and grinned, "It's not too hot, and it's not too tired, as long as you make money!"

Xu Xiaojuan angrily said: "You, you are so stupid, people want to throw away all the flyers, you are good, and you can pick it up and resend it!"

Wang Changhu said earnestly: "That won't work, Mr. Zhang is good to me, and I can't be sorry for others! This is my duty!"

Xu Xiaojuan said: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, since I came here, your mouth is full of Mr. Zhang. Fortunately, he is a man. If he is a woman, I will never end with you!"

Wang Changhu laughed, "Don't worry, if he is a woman, he won't look down on my old hat."

Xu Xiaojuan looked at him with appreciative eyes and said, "That's not necessarily true. You are a Chollima, and ordinary people can't find it. Only Bole can appreciate it."

Wang Changhu joked, "Then you are Bole?"

Xu Xiaojuan's face turned red, "I'm just your little woman!"

In the eyes of lovers, each other is beautiful!

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In a Jetta car on the side of the road, a man in a suit and leather shoes saw Wang Changhu finish his work and snorted and started the car to leave.

After ten minutes of walking, the car stopped in front of a three-story building with a big sign on the door that reads "Wang Zicheng Long" Family Education Center.

The man got out of the car and went upstairs and walked into the general manager's office.

Cheng Siwei said with a cigarette in his mouth: "Grandma's, how about making the market like me? Is there any progress?"

The man smiled and said, "President Cheng, don’t worry, they are asking for trouble. I have transferred to a few schools, and there are people who have three sessions of education at the door. Parents don’t pay for it. There are few flyers, let alone ask. Now, once in a while, one or two people asked and found that they didn’t even have a serious teacher, so they patted their buttocks and left. I also wondered, how about this group of people still doing education? Student number? Is he really unreasonable!"

Cheng Siwei turned his boss chair and said, “Don’t be careless. The three-section education can be second in this little time. It’s not easy. They didn’t take them seriously in the first place. You can't just let it go. What's the arrangement of the things you are doing?"

The man replied: "L.A. now has fifteen tutoring institutions, large and small, and I have contacted them all except for the three sections of education. I agree to most of Mr. Cheng's suggestions, but I have to discuss details.

A few days ago, Cheng Siwei walked into Sanxiaojie Education and proposed a merger proposal, but Zhang Xiaobai didn't even give him a face.

Afterwards, Cheng Siwei had an idea and asked the people under his hands to contact the other small tutors and put forward the idea of ​​annexing them.

Over the years, Cheng Siwei has always had the ambition to leave Los Angeles with only one prospective tutor.

The emergence of three-section education ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has accelerated this process.

Los Angeles is just that big, and there are so many students who can hire tutors. With these resources, they can be invincible.

More importantly, with these resources, it can greatly prevent the expansion of the three-section education, and then take measures to hollow out students from there.

A tutoring institution does not even have students, so it will be over naturally.

This is the idea of ​​Cheng Siwei.

Cheng Siwei nodded and said, "It's a good job. From tomorrow, you will take me one by one and talk with each other. I don't believe I can't take them down."

The man said: "According to my analysis, it is mainly money that cannot be discussed, but I am afraid that they will speak loudly."

Cheng Siwei snorted coldly, "I can accept a reasonable asking price or even losing some money. If I dare to come with me, I will use my strength to squeeze him to death!"

The man smiled and said, "I think it's the best way. You don't have to give them a face!"