Catering God

Chapter 116 Jiang Feng becomes ruthless and even deceives the principal (5k)

"To help students from financially challenged families, I specifically proposed establishing work-study positions in places like the cafeteria and library. The school is very supportive of students working to support their studies, so this kind of thing would never happen! Come on, tell me what happened."

It can be seen that Zhang Mingde, because of his experience of working and studying part-time, also strongly supports work-study programs in poor schools and has taken practical actions for this purpose. When he heard about this, he was immediately a little angry.

Jiang Feng said quickly:
"Principal, please don't be angry. Here's what's going on... These students used to work at a supermarket near the school. They delivered goods to the school on tricycles every day, providing convenience to other students while also earning money for their labor... But for some reason, the school has banned tricycles today. Isn't that strange?"

As soon as these words came out.

Zhang Mingde's anger immediately subsided.

And he was obviously confused.

What?
Am I the sinner?
He frowned, his expression obviously complicated: "No, wait, let me slow down for a while..."

He raised his hand and pressed his fist against his forehead, as if he was struggling and troubled about something.

After a while.

Zhang Mingde looked up at Jiang Feng, pointed at the list and said:

"Jiang Feng, I want to ask you, who are you to these classmates?"

Jiang Feng said with a righteous look on his face: "I am a warrior who draws his sword to help when he sees injustice."

"Be specific."

Jiang Feng's "justice" faded halfway, but he still said confidently: "I am a good person who helps them work and study."

"Be more specific!"

Jiang Feng said a little embarrassedly: "I am the owner of this supermarket."

As soon as these words came out.

The taste has changed.

What the hell, boss?

Zhang Mingde stared at Jiang Feng with a strange look on his face, his square face showing surprise and confusion.

Jiang Feng saw Zhang Mingde staring at him and immediately defended himself:

"Principal, it doesn't matter whether I'm a supermarket owner or not. The key is that I've provided work-study jobs to 24 impoverished students in our school. I'm doing a good deed!"

As he spoke, he became more righteous and confident.

Jiang Feng really wasn't bragging.

The supermarket has a total of 26 employees.

An Uncle Qi is in charge of the cashier, and a long-term worker hired from outside is responsible for organizing the QQ group and taking phone orders.

The other 24 employees are all students who come to the school to work part-time.

Despite the large number of people, the actual labor force is only equivalent to ten and a half permanent workers.

Because of classes, some students only come half a day in the morning, and some students only come half a day in the afternoon.

Some even only come during peak hours at noon and in the evening to be responsible for delivery or processing order loading, etc.

Regarding the part-time salary of deliverymen, the rule set by Jiang Feng is hourly wage plus performance.

For example, if you work for three hours, you will be paid an hourly wage of the corresponding level based on the average number of orders per hour.

With 2 permanent workers and 24 part-time students, the monthly salary is basically controlled at around yuan.

Zhang Mingde pointed at the students on the list and was surprised: "Are these all employees of your supermarket?"

"Yes, they are not only employees of my supermarket, but also students who receive poverty subsidies from school."

Jiang Feng said confidently.

Zhang Mingde was speechless for a moment, and then he gave Jiang Feng a thumbs up.
"Amazing! You're amazing! Not only did you open a supermarket outside the school, but you also recruited so many poor students as shields."

"Principal, what are you talking about? I'm doing this to help poor students with their work-study programs... I feel so wronged when you say that."

Jiang Feng looked aggrieved, as if he had been overwhelmed by a great wish, and seemed to be about to cry.

Zhang Mingde was speechless and waved his hands: "Alright, alright, stop crying... I'm not saying you're bad, you did the right thing."

Zhang Mingde has lived for so many years and has become a very smart man.

How can we not see Jiang Feng’s intention in deliberately recruiting so many poor students?

Why do some companies and factories recruit special people? Because the country has subsidies and tax reduction policies.

Are you calling these companies hypocrites?
of course not.

They actually provide jobs, which means they are doing good things, and the purpose of the policy is to drive everyone to do such good things together.

No one, including Zhang Mingde, meant to be sarcastic or mocking.

A gentleman does not care about his deeds!
No matter what Jiang Feng's starting point was, he did help students from poor families.

This is a good thing that deserves praise and commendation.

Zhang Mingde said again: "Well, please sit down first and we'll talk."

Jiang Feng laughed: "No, I can just stand."

"up to you."

Zhang Mingde picked up the teacup and blew off the foam on it. Because the tea was boiling hot, he just took a sip.

Jiang Feng asked with a smile:

"Well... Principal, can you please lift the ban on tricycles? Look at all these students, they're still waiting to earn money for tomorrow's lunch."

Zhang Mingde held the teacup in his hand, his eyes wide open. "Good boy, are you trying to pressure me with this again?"

It has to be said that Jiang Feng was really too extreme in what he did.

With political correctness and moral kidnapping, it has become invincible.

Who dares to say anything bad about him?

Jiang Feng explained with a smile:
"No, no, don't misunderstand me. I just want to learn from you and help those students in our school who come from disadvantaged families. As Confucius said: People can spread the truth, but the truth does not spread people."

Zhang Mingde slammed the table and said in a loud voice: "Great! What a great saying, 'People can spread the Dao, but the Dao cannot spread people!'"

He was from Confucius' hometown and could not agree more with this statement.

Then he looked at Jiang Feng with satisfaction:
"Among contemporary college students, there are not many students as conscious as you."

Jiang Fengxi said happily: "So, you are willing to revoke the ban on tricycles?"

"Wait a minute..." Zhang Mingde raised his hand to stop him, then scraped the foam on the tea with the lid of the teacup and said slowly:

"I proposed this rule because we've recently received a large number of reports that vehicles like tricycles are running around in schools, which can cause traffic safety problems..."

Jiang Feng heard it.

I immediately understood what was going on.

Who in their right mind would report their tricycle, and report it specifically to the vice-principal?

Who else could it be other than the supermarket owner Liao Meifang?
Before coming here, he suspected that someone was behind this, and even suspected that the vice principal was in cahoots with the other party, so he deliberately went around in circles to test Principal Zhang.

Later, it was discovered that Vice Principal Zhang Mingde was indeed a man of noble character and integrity.

After hearing what the principal said, Jiang Feng muttered, "What's the safety risk? The tricycle is going at that speed. Even if it hits someone, at most they'll just get a scratch..."

"Hey, that's not right. After all, it's different from a bicycle. It's big, easy to tip over, and it's used to carry cargo..."

"So what do you mean?"

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s hard to figure out Zhang Mingde’s psychology for the time being.

The principal is obviously so willing to help students work and study, but why hasn't he come up with a solution yet?

Zhang Mingde smiled and said, "What I mean is, you don't have to use a tricycle. You can just carry the things in. Just run around and consider it exercise."

Jiang Feng's eyes twitched: "Principal, are you so considerate of your students?"

joke.

If the goods really need to be carried in by manpower, Jiang Feng will have to hire a large number of delivery staff, otherwise he will be too busy to handle it.

next second.

His expression suddenly became serious.

Because he could sense a hint of ill intention in Zhang Mingde's smile.

As expected, seeing Jiang Feng being humiliated, Zhang Mingde held up his teacup and said with a smile:
"Of course, it's not impossible for me to lift this rule."

As soon as these words came out.

Jiang Feng suddenly had a sad face:
"Principal, I'm just a student. How can I afford a bribe?"

"Damn it, you're bribing your uncle!"

Zhang Mingde was so angry that he even cursed at his hometown.

He pulled out a document from a pile of documents on the table, threw it in front of Jiang Feng, and said unhappily:
"Who asked you to bribe me? Let me show you this... Can't you be more honest when doing business, young man? You're always thinking of crooked ways."

Zhang Mingde muttered, seeming very dissatisfied that Jiang Feng actually questioned his noble character.

Jiang Feng also said with a smile:

"Hey, Principal, please don't blame me. This is purely a case of gentlemen focusing on righteousness and villains focusing on profit."

"Okay, stop flattering me."

Zhang Mingde was speechless.

You say Jiang Feng is a talentless guy, but he actually understands Confucius' Analects so thoroughly. You say he is talented, but he actually uses the Analects to flatter others.

What a wonderful flower!
Jiang Feng looked at the document in his hand. There was a line of big words on it: "Guidance and Support for College Students' Entrepreneurship"

He immediately looked at Zhang Mingde in confusion: "Principal, what is this?" Zhang Mingde first drank a sip of the cooled tea, then took the document back and asked:
"Do you know why the school spent so much money and effort to build an Entrepreneurship Street?"

Jiang Feng knew a few things in his mind, such as the impact of the subprime mortgage crisis and the economic downturn. The country also had to find ways to develop the economy, and supporting college students' entrepreneurship was one of them.

But he shook his head: "I don't know."

Zhang Mingde then explained:

"The country encourages college students to actively start their own businesses. Universities like ours are naturally the focus of attention. The province will then form a jury to award outstanding entrepreneurial projects by college students."

Seeing Zhang Mingde suddenly stop talking here, he showed no intention of continuing.

Jiang Feng knew it was his turn to speak, so he asked:

"So if I represent our school in the competition, you can lift the ban on tricycles?"

Zhang Mingde didn't rush to confirm, but basically agreed. He continued:
"I think your project, 'Heart Neighbors,' is very good. Supermarket delivery to the dormitory is a very creative idea."

Jiang Feng was surprised: "So you already knew about my project?"

Zhang Mingde glanced at him, lowered his head and took a sip of tea. "Nonsense! It's not like I don't visit campus forums. Besides, there are so many blue tricycles every day. How could I not see them? I just didn't know you owned this supermarket."

As the vice president, he occasionally visits the campus forums set up by students.

After all, whenever students encounter something unpleasant at school, they will go directly to the forum to complain about their teachers, the system, the cafeteria, etc.

He is also paying attention to the students' lives.

At that time, Zhang Mingde immediately paid attention to the "Heart Neighbor" supermarket, but he did not expect that this was actually a project of students from his school.

What’s even more coincidental is that the student actually came to the door on his own initiative.

hey-hey……

Seeing the lewd smile on Zhang Mingde's face, Jiang Feng couldn't help feeling confused. Then he glanced at the documents on the table and suddenly understood.

What he meant was that there was an entrepreneurial competition going on right now, and he happened to be starting his own business.

The school wanted to turn his "personal entrepreneurial project" into a "personal project supported by the school."

That is, as the school's "achievement", and to participate in the competition.

Jiang Feng had some doubts:
"Principal, I have no objection to bringing honor to the school, but my company's equity structure is quite complicated. If it involves equity distribution, it will be very troublesome."

What this means is that he can accept the so-called "support" from the school, but cannot be allocated benefits, shares or other dividends.

Zhang Mingde naturally understood what Jiang Feng meant and knew what he was worried about, so he waved his hand and explained:

"Don't worry, the school won't take a penny from you. We're here to support and guide you, not invest."

Jiang Feng heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

No doubt at all.

But then he deliberately said:
"Now I understand. The school just wants to take advantage of me. It's like putting a second creation in my paper."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mingde's eyes twitched constantly because of Jiang Feng's bizarre metaphor.

"What do you mean the school is taking advantage of you? The school should also support and help you, okay?"

Jiang Feng scratched the back of his head and started to play dumb: "Support, how do I support?"

"you……"

Zhang Mingde suddenly understood.

This kid was just afraid that the school would give him a share of the money. After resolving this doubt, he now starts to act stupid and talk about benefits with me.

Not only did he have to cover his pockets to prevent the school from taking money, he also had to reach out and take money out of the school's pockets!
Zhang Mingde was so angry that he almost laughed. He pointed at Jiang Feng and said, "I finally understand. You are such a smart guy."

"what does it mean?"

Jiang Feng still pretended to be stupid.

Zhang Mingde was too lazy to argue with him, and said frankly:
"Don't worry, the school isn't asking you to work for nothing. The support they promised us definitely involves investment.

"But if you want money, I may not be able to approve you much. But if you want a shop on Startup Street, that will be much easier to negotiate."

This entrepreneurial street in the school is a hot project. After it is completed, part of it will be provided to students at a low price, and part of it will be rented to outside businesses.

By then, the bidding among the merchants outside will probably be crazy.

After all, it is a shop in a university and is worth a lot of money.

Jiang Feng was delighted when he heard this:
"How much exactly?"

"Um……"

Zhang Mingde pondered for a moment and said, "When the time comes, I'll build you a bigger shop and let your supermarket move in. That way, you won't have to run around campus every day, which will save you a lot of time. I can also give you a year of free rent. How about that?"

When the principal said this, he looked very proud, as if he was very generous.

Of course, since he could promise Jiang Feng "reward" so quickly, he must be in charge of this project himself.

Under normal circumstances, we might have to hold a meeting to discuss and go through the process.

Jiang Feng noticed this keenly, and then said with a hint of disappointment:
"Ah, just one shop?"

Zhang Mingde rolled his eyes when he heard this:

"One is good enough. You only have one supermarket. Even if you had two, you wouldn't be able to use up all the space. You should understand the principle of wearing shoes that fit your feet."

Jiang Feng scratched his head, "Principal, my feet may be bigger."

Zhang Mingde's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked curiously, "What do you mean, you have more than just this supermarket, but also branches? Two?"

He was suddenly happy.

If this is the case, it proves that Jiang Feng's business scale has been quite good.

Because for the school, the better Jiang Feng's business is, the higher the probability of successfully winning the award.

At the same time, it also proves that the school’s “support and guidance for college students’ entrepreneurship” work is excellent.

Thinking about this, Zhang Mingde couldn't help but feel happy. He picked up the teacup and took a big sip of tea.

Who knew that at this time, Jiang Feng suddenly said:

"In addition to this supermarket, I also have a snack bar business. It's not very large at the moment, with only 200 stores."

"Pfft!"

Zhang Mingde sprayed a mouthful of tea onto the coat rack next to him, where a large windbreaker was hanging.

He didn't care about his windbreaker being stained by the spray, and looked at Jiang Feng in surprise:
"Seize the young master?"

"You mean to seize the young master's shop?"

Jiang Feng scratched his head, "Only 200."

"This is true."

"Seriously, we currently have 12 directly-operated stores and more than 180 franchise stores. There may have been some growth recently, but it's definitely over 200."

Jiang Feng said truthfully.

Although he has been busy with supermarket affairs recently, Zhou Xiaoming is still in charge of the franchise matters of Guoba Potato.

Next, there is no need to expand directly-operated stores, just keep recruiting franchise stores.

Zhang Mingde listened to Jiang Feng's speech, and his hands trembled slightly when he put the enamel cup back on the table:

"Well... Xiao Jiang, I can see you're very talented, so... in addition to the supermarket shop, I'll approve two more for you, making a total of three. Is that okay?"

"Thank you, Principal. I will definitely live up to the school's support and help, as well as your cultivation, and work hard to bring honor to the school!"

Jiang Feng bowed with great joy to express his gratitude.

After resolving this matter, he looked at his watch and then explained to Zhang Mingde:
"Principal, I'm about to start class. I'm sorry to bother you."

"Okay, okay... Wait, go get me a cup of hot water."

Zhang Mingde pretended to be calm and handed over the enamel cup.

Jiang Feng said with difficulty: "Principal, I'm afraid this is not convenient."

Zhang Mingde widened his eyes.

What do you mean? Are you acting like a big shot so soon?

Before he could speak, Jiang Feng explained:

"Just now, when I went to the office over there to get some water, a female teacher inside wouldn't let me in. I told her I was here on the orders of Principal Zhang to requisition the water dispenser. She didn't try to dissuade me, but she was a little unhappy and glared at me a few times."

Zhang Mingde's eyes widened, and he stood up anxiously, "You little bastard, you're trying to discredit me!"

"Haha, just kidding."

Without waiting for Zhang Mingde to curse, Jiang Feng ran out with the enamel cup.

After a while, he returned with an enamel cup filled with hot water.

"Principal, I'll come talk to you some other time."

Done.

Just ran away.

However, when he left, he still closed the office door politely.

Zhang Mingde looked at the direction where Jiang Feng left and was so angry that he laughed.

"That stinky boy."

In all his years of teaching, this was the first time he had encountered such a strange student.

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(End of this chapter)