Xiao Lu excitedly handed over her homework book to the study representative and specifically told him to "don't lose it."

Xiaolu is not a good student who loves to study, so she never cared about where her homework book went before. If she threw it away, it might be better.

However, today's homework cannot be lost.

Xiaolu had her hands on her back, sat upright on the chair, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Chinese teacher.

In the third section of Chinese class, whenever this time, the teacher has finished the homework and will also give the best comments.

Xiaolu is very beautiful and is often praised for this, but she is rarely praised for her good homework. Xiaolu is looking forward to this moment.

Xiao Lu looked at the blackboard without looking sideways, and only swept the classroom door with the light of his eyes. In addition, he just glanced at the small class monitor.

The young class monitor sat diagonally opposite her, with big eyes, long eyelashes, and taller than other children. Xiaolu usually likes to talk to him.

Finally, the class ringtone rang.

Xiaolu promised that this is the one she is most looking forward to in class.

The Chinese teacher held a bunch of homework and put it hard on the podium and said, "Class."

The young class monitor shouted without hesitation: "Stand up!"

"Hello teacher." Xiao Lu shouted loudly with her classmates.

The Chinese teacher smiled gently and said, "Hello, classmates, today, we are going to learn the sixth lesson. Please open the textbook... Wang Jia, come and recite the third paragraph for us."

Xiao Lu still straightened her waist and stared at the blackboard, as well-behaved as if she was going to school on her first day.

After another class that was like the New Year, the teacher finally pressed his hand on the homework book and said, "Today I want to praise a classmate."

Xiaolu couldn't even hold back her smile.

The Chinese teacher didn't wait too long and said with a smile: "Student Wang Hua got full marks and made great progress. Everyone applauded."

Slap sex.

Xiao Lu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into tears, unable to stop.

...

In the evening, Zhao Ping brought Xiao Lu to Yang's house with a very embarrassed attitude and said apologetically: "Damn kid, I won't listen to coaxing you no matter how much I coax you. I must come over and disturb you."

Jing Yulan's little face was blushing, as if she had been tired after taking the time to do something, and she also seemed to be grilled with heaters. She said with a smile: "What is the disturbance of visiting the door? When I was in Hedong before, the doors at home were unlocked..."

While talking, Yang Rui also walked out.

Xiao Lu originally ignored anyone, but when she saw Yang Rui, she seemed to see her relatives. She suddenly threw herself into Yang Rui's arms and cried loudly: "Yang Rui, you want to avenge me!"

Yang Rui was startled and couldn't help but look at Zhao Ping.

"Damn kid!" Zhao Ping said what happened today with some shame and annoyed, and said, "The teacher came to visit home specifically and criticized us, asking Xiaolu to answer the questions according to the requirements of the question in the future. Otherwise, she would definitely suffer a loss when she was in junior high school. Xiaolu refused to listen and came to you as an allied army."

Jing Yulan couldn't help but smile, but Yang Rui stayed for a few seconds and burst into laughter in a very unkind way, and the more he laughed, the louder heavier heavier heavier.

Xiaolu was so happy that she was laughed at and asked, "Why are you laughing at?"

Yang Rui smiled and cried, and wiped it clean, and then said with great difficulty: "I think it's something, it makes me feel addicted to textbooks."

Xiao Lu could not understand such complicated words, and looked at Yang Rui with a suspicious face.

"Xiao Lu, you can't blame you for what happened today." Yang Rui finally adjusted to a big face and began to comfort Xiao Lu.

Zhao Ping and Jing Yulan nodded slightly, waiting for Yang Rui to blame him and then re-educate the children.

Just listened to Yang Rui continue, "You can't blame me..."

Huh? Have you got the script backward?

Zhao Ping suddenly felt a little regretful to lead Xiao Lu to meet Yang Rui today.

Everything is too late.

Uncle Yang's smile surged and he said, "After all, what's wrong with today, is your teacher blamed you."

"My teacher?" Xiao Lu obviously hadn't considered this plan.

"Yes, it's because the teacher did not screen the article well. This article misinterpreted my meaning without obtaining my authorization. Without sufficient understanding, he spoke as me, which confused your ideas..." Yang Rui made a statement.

Xiaolu looked at Yang Rui blankly, and her brain was still thinking about the meaning of the word "screening".

"Simply put, the article your teacher found is wrong. The article was written in a nonsense, and I can't live according to his wishes. So, my answer is correct, and you did not do anything wrong. The teacher is wrong." Yang Rui smoothly cleared the responsibility.

Xiaolu stared at Yang Rui with her big eyes.

"How is it? Do you understand?" Yang Rui asked.

Xiaolu suddenly burst into tears in her eyes, and she shouted in a crying voice: "What are you talking about? Mom..."

Xiaolu gave up Yang Rui and threw herself into Zhao Ping's arms.

Zhao Ping was so happy that she glanced at Yang Rui angrily and said, "Fortunately, you said it complicated. Otherwise, Xiao Lu went to school and her teacher would have to come to visit her home again."

"Am I talking about it complicated?" Yang Rui's focus was not surprisingly cheap.

"It's hard for me to listen to it. How can you not be complicated?" Zhao Ping said helplessly: "You guys who do scientific research like to say things that people don't understand."

"It's not that we like to say... forget it, it's my fault." Yang Rui still admitted his mistake.

After doing scientific research for a long time, you will gradually get used to the online IQ of the people around you. If you leave the ivory tower or communicate with children like Xiaolu, you will encounter obstacles.

Of course, many adults may not have the ability to understand than children. If they are beautiful and fierce, their understanding ability is weaker and their IQ is offline, which can be considered cute. But if they look ugly and their IQ is not online, the researchers they meet are usually taciturn.

Yang Rui looked at Zhao Ping at this time and smiled with honey.

"Okay, no matter whether you understand or not, you have to do your homework carefully in the future and listen to the teacher's words, do you know?" Zhao Ping said to her daughter that there was no logical connection.

Anyway, she just needs to coax the child well.

Xiaolu felt that she had received some explanation. Although she couldn't quite understand the explanation, she seemed to have no basis for crying.

Jing Yulan took out her snacks again, and Xiao Lu, who was attracted by the colorfulness, couldn't bother to cry anymore.

Zhao Ping felt much more relaxed, smiled at the two of them, and whispered: "I'm really sorry, I'm too busy today, Xiao Lu was crying and making a fuss, and she couldn't even coax her."

"It's okay, are you still busy with what you said before?" Jing Yulan made tea on the coffee table.

Zhao Ping nodded and said, "The leader of our branch is crazy. You said it's a good idea to help real estate developers sell houses and suppress tasks. He can think of it. I don't know how much black money he has collected."

“Can’t you sell it?”

"The unit's fundraising housing costs one or two hundred yuan per square meter, and one house costs three or five thousand yuan. This one square meter costs six or seven hundred yuan, and it is also a big house that goes up by one hundred square meters. It costs six or seven thousand yuan to 70,000 yuan. Six thousand yuan households are not enough for them to lose, so I can't do anything. In the end, if you really want to deduct the bonus, just deduct it..." Zhao Ping said, looking at Yang Rui.

At this time, Comrade Zhao Ping's IQ was online. She knew that Yang Rui won the Nobel Prize, which was a big number of millions. If you want to say that you can afford commercial housing, it is now Yang Rui.

The sound of the ding-ring phone suddenly rang, interrupting the sudden conversation.

"I'll answer the phone." Yang Rui stood up, which made Zhao Ping feel very upset.

Jing Yulan was a little funny and whispered: "Since you said you couldn't sell it, will the branch deduct everyone's bonus? There is no such reason."

"You don't know that this real estate developer built a building with a loan. It was beautiful, but it was a bit far away. I was about to go to the Third Ring Road. If the house could not be sold, our branch would have a lot of bad debts. Not to mention giving bonuses, it would be good if our salary was not deducted." Zhao Ping sighed and said, "The leader said that anyone who sells a house within the year will be given a full bonus for the whole year. If it cannot be sold, it will go with the flow. No one knows how many it can be."

Prices have soared in recent years, and the same salary is no longer enough.

They are also young people who have just worked for three or five years. In the early 1980s, they could live a very good salary of a few dozen yuan. If a single nobleman spends all his money, he will be rich and can even eat meat every day and get oil every meal. If he is not greedy, he can save two months of money and buy a bicycle.

Think about it, you can save money on a scooter in two months. In later generations, at least the level of Zhihu's middle class.

But in the late 1980s, the average monthly salary in big cities was more than 100 yuan, and there were even fewer things to buy. Families with children were very concerned about the benefits of bonuses. When it comes to salary evaluation, they would use the adjective of "dead wages", which not only showed its stability but also its uselessness.

Jing Yulan patted Zhao Ping's hand and comforted her, "Don't worry too much. I'll ask you tomorrow. People in our company can't afford it. Foreign companies and joint ventures do not have fundraising housing, so they still want to buy commercial housing."

"The developers thought so before, but foreign companies like to rent a house and would rather spend hundreds of dollars a year than buy a house." Zhao Ping was counting on Jing Yulan, and when she saw that she didn't give up, she couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Bang!

The sound of kicking a chair came from the study.

Jing Yulan quickly stood up and heard Yang Rui shouting inside: "It's okay, I've kicked the wrong place, you can continue talking."

The latter sentence is naturally said to the person on the phone.

After a while, Yang Rui walked out with excitement.

"A good thing?" Jing Yulan was originally a little worried, but she felt relieved when she looked at his expression.

Yang Rui nodded and said, "There is a breakthrough. I'll go to the laboratory to see it. By the way, how many houses are there just now?"

"How many sets?" Zhao Ping was confused by this question. After thinking about it, she said: "There are 21 buildings in total, two or three units in a building, five or six floors, and there are more than 300 sets in total. If you buy it now, you can still choose the second and third floors."

Residential buildings in the 1980s did not have the concept of elevators, so high floors were unpopular, and the first floor was often suspected of problems such as wetness and water leakage. The second and third floors were the best floors.

Yang Rui nodded without comment and said, "It just so happens that if today's experimental breakthrough is confirmed, a large number of people will be recruited. We just need a closed community. Please help me ask, if we have to make a purchase, what conditions can the developers come up with, and whether they can help take back the previous house."

"What does Baoyuan mean?" Zhao Ping's IQ was offline again.

"I want all 21 buildings, but they have to be all in one wall, and I'll use them as a dormitory building." Yang Rui's gymnasium is still the largest bowling alley in China, and it can be said to be a daily profit. In this era of 20% inflation, we naturally have to find a way to spend it.

If you recruit personnel and organize personnel to solve problems across the country, such a closed environment is really suitable.

Moreover, you can spend most of the Nobel Prize prize money in name, so as not to be missed.

I used my private money to buy commercial housing and made dormitories for researchers from other places for free. After hearing this, I could only praise Yang Rui's bonus for spending good and right.

However, if you calculate the general account, it is probably not enough...

Yang Rui rubbed his face and said, "I can't buy a house at the price of the developer, and there is not that much money. You said to them carefully and came up with a plan that everyone can accept. Oh, the premise is that today's breakthrough progress is indeed. If they make a fool of themselves, the purchase of the house will have to be postponed."

Yang Rui put on his coat and went out.
Chapter completed!