Turning around and going to work the next day, Zhou Shuo took accountant Liu Guifang and Director Mao to the Education Bureau. The contract for the steel and wood furniture factory itself was not signed with the school-run factory. Since the money has been transferred to the Education Bureau's account, it will be useless no matter how much you make a fuss with them.

The key to this matter is to fall on the Education Bureau. Director Mao’s approach, saying that he wanted to make trouble for the Education Bureau to show it, actually means that he can’t afford to offend the Education Bureau and can only vent his anger with the steel and wood furniture factory.

The three of them rushed to the Education Bureau early in the morning and suddenly felt a sense of coldness.

Zhou Shuo originally wanted to ask about the way in the communication room at the entrance of the building, but he didn't know that the guardian looked lukewarm and didn't talk. When he went to ask the security department, the other party also had a look of "You owe me two hundred yuan". The men and women in the corridor were whispering behind their backs when they saw the three of them walking.

Some people even sneered in a voice that Zhou Shuo could hear, "See? This is the stupid egg who spent 100,000 yuan to contract a vocational high school!"

"Oh, it's him? He looks very energetic, but he doesn't look like a fool at all."

"What do you know?" A sour voice continued: "I heard that I sold more than 600,000 yuan after I wrote a software! It's easy to get the money, but I don't know if I feel sorry for it. A little kid who wants to be a principal? It depends on how he lost all the money..."

When Liu Guifang heard this, she glanced at Zhou Shuo carefully from the corner of her eyes, for fear that the young principal would not be able to stand these rumors. If something happened in public in the Education Bureau, the processing fee would probably not be even more necessary.

After seven or eight turns, the three of them finally found the Finance Department of the Education Bureau. Liu Guifang was surprised to see Zhou Shuo patted her cheek, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face, which was originally expressionless.

Zhou Shuo knocked on the door and heard a voice inside and answered, "Please come in!", then pushed the door and walked in.

The office of the finance department is very large and looks like more than 30 square meters. There are a series of clean and transparent glass windows on the wall, and seven or eight large desks are placed side by side in the room. There is a tall iron filing cabinet against the wall, and a few pots of flowers are also planted on the cabinet, which adds a gentle atmosphere to the cold office.

A clerk sitting by the door saw Zhou Shuo and the others coming in, stood up and asked, "Who are you looking for? What's the matter?"

Zhou Shuo stretched out his hand and replied with a smile: "Hello Comrade, I am Zhou Shuo, the principal of a Vocational High School. I am here to find our Section Chief Li to collect the processing fee for our school-run factory."

Hearing this, the clerk said meaningfully, "Oh!" and didn't shake hands with him. He tilted his head to the row of seats next to him, "You can sit there for a while and wait. Our section chief is going to have a meeting. It's hard to say when we will come back."

Maybe they came early, and there was no one on the row of four-legged benches in the side wall of the office. Zhou Shuo and the other two found a seat to sit down. It didn't matter if they waited for more than two hours, and seven or eight people sat down on the bench. Only then did the Chief Li of the Finance Department arrive late.

Section Chief Li came back and didn't look at the bench. He walked straight through the large office of the Finance Department, opened the door and entered the small section chief's office inside.

After more than half an hour, he began to call people inside one after another. First, a fat manager in a stationery company with a cowhide briefcase ran into Section Chief Li's office happily, and then Bai Jie, a young English teacher at the railway high school, went in with a hesitation...

It was almost noon, and there was no one else on the long bench. Even Liu Guifang, who was the most patient among the three people, was a little impatient, so a clerk came over and called them into Section Chief Li's office.

Section Chief Li sat behind the wide desk, holding a newspaper in his hand and reading it carefully. Zhou Shuo and the other two walked in without even a direct look. He just whispered and said perfunctorily: "Sit as you like."

Zhou Shuo, Liu Guifang, and Director Mao sat down on the sofas on both sides of the desk, and were about to open their mouths and speak: "Secretary Li, we are here this time to receive our school-run factory this month..."

Before he could finish his words, Section Chief Li interrupted bluntly: "Why are you so rude, comrade? Didn't you see that I'm studying the spirit of my superiors? I'll talk about anything later!"

Zhou Shuo couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, swallowed the topic back, and waited honestly.

As time passed by little by little, Section Chief Li finally moved his eyes away from the newspaper, raised his hand to look at the time, yawned and said, "Okay, I don't have much time, I'm going to have a lunch break in ten minutes. If you have any questions, just tell me a short story."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shuo said calmly: "Hello, Chief Li, our vocational college has a processing fee for the steel and wood furniture factory run by the Education Bureau. Today I am here to get the money back."

Section Chief Li frowned and thought for a long time, then asked in confusion: "The processing fee of the steel and wood furniture factory is in the account of our Education Bureau? Is there such a thing? Why don't I remember it?"

As soon as Zhou Shuo waved his hand, Liu Guifang quickly took out a copy from his bag and placed it on Section Chief Li's desk. Although Zhou Shuo had not experienced much about the difficulty of tyrene debt in the 1990s, he had also read the modern version of the sketches by Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren. Of course, he would not be careless and did not even do enough homework, so he came to the countryside.

He pointed to the copy on Section Chief Li’s desk and said, “This is a copy of the receipt issued by the Education Bureau to the Steel and Wood Furniture Factory. Section Chief Li can take a look.”

Section Chief Li picked up the copy in a fake manner and looked at it. Then he suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I remembered it, that's the case!"

Zhou Shuo leaned forward and nodded and said, "Then please ask Section Chief Li to return the money to our first-class high school!"

Section Chief Li smacked his lips and said hesitantly: "Okay, I'll write a note, you can give it to Xiao Zhang outside and ask him to pay the bill for you."

After Section Chief Li finished speaking, he picked up a paper and pen from the side, wrote a line of words in a row and handed it to Zhou Shuo.

He took the note and looked at it, frowned and said, "Secretary Li, this amount is wrong. The receivable of this processing fee is 8,000. Why does your note only have three,000 written?"

Section Chief Li laughed and said, "It's a lot. This business was originally transferred by our Education Bureau to the school-run factory. It's okay to charge some introduction fees appropriately. Don't be too petty. It's not good for your growth."

Zhou Shuo could see when he heard this. Section Chief Li didn't want to pluck his hair, but was making the last money unscrupulously. The school-run factory worked so hard that he earned 8,000 yuan in tiring work for a month. The Education Bureau wanted to take away the introduction fee of 5,000 yuan when he turned his mouth.

Even if you do this behind your back, you are the superior leadership department and you will endure it. Now you are blatantly telling you that if you want to do this, you have to send the note by yourself. What is the difference between this and slapping you and having to put your face over by yourself?

Zhou Shuo tightened his hand as he pinched the paper, clattered and clattered, took a deep breath, calming down his mood. He silently said in his heart: In business, how can you not be wronged or ask for help? I endure it—

"Section Chief Li, our faculty and staff of No. 50 or 60, will not even be able to pay their salary next month. You can give it a little more. Just give it 6,000. How about six thousand?"

Section Chief Li sneered and taught a lesson: "Principal Zhou, you are simply in a blessing and don't know how many units in society are now, not to mention profit, they can do whatever they want! If you have the ability to do your job, you will find work by yourself. Our Education Bureau will definitely not ask you for a penny!"

Zhou Shuo said anxiously: "Then we can't deduct 5,000 yuan from our school-run factory. This is a bit too much!"

Section Chief Li slapped the table and snorted, "You little comrade, how can you be a principal with such a level? I tell you, you should pay more attention to learning in normal times! Our country now advocates the market economy and respects the market laws! Do you understand what market laws are? I guess you don't understand it even after I said it. Simply put, you can't do the tricks of doing more work. Only those with ability can get the big head!"

Finally seeing the true face of Section Chief Li, Zhou Shuo looked at him coldly, pursed his lips for a while and said, "Since Section Chief Li wants to engage in a market economy with First Vocational High School, I cannot go against national policies. Well, as long as you write a certificate document stating that the Education Bureau will no longer interfere in the normal business activities of First Vocational High School, the Education Bureau will only report the normal revenue and accounts of First Vocational High School, and there is no need to take the accounts from the Finance Department. I don't want this 5,000 yuan!"

His request is not a big problem. The autonomy of contracting was originally very high. This statement means that the Education Bureau gave up the power to guide the business of a Vocational High School, and of course it also has the obligation to help. It only retains the monitoring of the assets of a Vocational High School. This power cannot be given up. Otherwise, Zhou Shuo turned around and sold all the fixed assets of a Vocational High School and kicked him in his pocket. Of course, this was a common method for many people to embezzle state-owned assets after contracting enterprises.

Section Chief Li laughed and said, "Principal Zhou didn't figure it out. Our Education Bureau doesn't care about the first vocational high school. What you cry at that time is not the Education Bureau! Since you want it, I will write you one. See how many days can you last without the help of the Education Bureau?"

After Chief Li finished speaking, he wrote a statement and stamped it with the seal of the head of the Finance Department. He slapped the statement on the table with a snap and said impatiently: "Okay, I'm too lazy to play house with you, a little kid. The time is up, you go out!"

Zhou Shuo's mouth unconsciously raised upwards, and then he quickly calmed down his expression. He grabbed the statement on the table, said without even saying hello, and turned around and walked out of Section Chief Li's small office.

After a while, in an office on the other side of the Finance Department Corridor, Director Wang lay down at the crack of the door and saw Zhou Shuo and the other two leaving. He couldn't wait to knock on the small door of Section Chief Li's office.
Chapter completed!