I'm a junior in college this year, and I've linked my fishing check-in system.

Less than ten minutes later, an old man wearing a photographer's vest came running over.

Looking at Jiang Qian, he said with a smile, "Oh dear, I thought just now..."

"Haha, have you eaten yet?"

"No, not yet." Jiang Qian shook his head; to be honest, he was actually a little hungry...

"Come on! I'll treat you to a meal!" The old man reached out to grab Jiang Qian's fish bucket. "Come on, come on, there's a private restaurant over at Li Gongdi. I know the owner well. Take this mandarin fish over there and he'll make you a grilled fish right now!"

Jiang Qian's eyes lit up. "Is there really such a good thing?"

As the owner of the cat boss, he has an ironclad rule exactly the same as the cat boss:

I'd rather die than accept food offered with contempt!

……

the other side.

Dai Zhenli sat cross-legged on the apartment bed, his laptop open, with a stack of printed lists next to him.

Since she planned to reopen the training studio, the first thing she needed to consider was the quality of teachers.

Actually, for this kind of thing, the location is easy to find, and funding is not the biggest problem.

There are two main problems:

Teachers and licenses.

At the same time, if you have a well-known teacher as a guarantor, it's not actually that difficult to get a license.

Therefore, all the problems are stuck on the key point of "teachers".

According to regulations, in-service teachers are not allowed to engage in paid tutoring outside of school.

Therefore, the only compliant approach is to hire retired teachers.

However, retired teachers are a scarce resource in themselves.

She opened the Excel file on her phone, which was left to her by her best friend, a native of Suzhou and a former roommate.

She dialed the first number from her contacts.

"Hello, Professor Wang, I'm a student from Suzhou University. I contacted you before—"

"Oh, Xiao Dai." A kind voice came from the other end. "I've thought about it, but I'd better not. I'm seventy-two this year, and my eyesight isn't very good. I can't stand for that long."

"You can speak while seated—"

"No, no, my husband isn't well either, he can't get away. Thank you, young lady."

"..."

Dai Zhenli took a deep breath and dialed the second number.

"Teacher Zhang—"

"Okay, stop calling. New Oriental offered very good terms, and I've already signed."

The third.

"Teacher Li, what's your decision?"

"Young lady, I retired to enjoy a peaceful life. It's so nice to take walks and play cards every day. Why would I want to go back and suffer like that?"

The fourth one, I didn't answer.

Fifth, shut down the device.

Sixth, as soon as they heard it was a new studio without even a brand, they declined outright...

The seventh one...

Dai Zhenli threw her phone onto the blanket and leaned back.

A schedule she had written was pasted on the ceiling, listing the teachers for nine subjects.

While it's true that you can't bite off more than you can chew, you still need at least one teacher...

Previously, her startup studio was a pure college student intermediary platform. After that was cracked down on, it basically earned less than a private tutor.

However, if we were to implement this integrated teaching approach, each specialization would require at least one core instructor.

None of them have been implemented yet.

Chinese, mathematics, and English—the three main subjects—none of them are covered.

She got up again, opened the retired teachers' information network on her computer, and browsed for more than half an hour.

Either they're too far away, or the person is out of town; or their requirements are too high, starting at 500 yuan per hour; or their resumes say "only accepting institutional cooperation," and personal studios simply don't meet their standards.

Dai Zhenli slammed the notebook shut.

His gaze swept across the corner of the room, which was now empty. The cat owner had been taken away by Jiang Qian.

She stared at the empty cat bed for three seconds, then a surge of anger welled up inside her. She grabbed a pillow and slammed it down on the bed.

"It's all your fault, Jiang Qian!"

The pillow bounced and fell askew next to the cat's bed.

"They took the cat owner away! I don't even have anything to play with anymore!"

……

the other side.

Li Gongdi's private restaurant is hidden deep in an alley. The storefront is small, but the interior is a hidden gem.

The owner's surname is Chen, and he and the old man are obviously old friends. He greeted the old man with a smile as soon as they met.

"Old Gu! Here again?"

"Yes, this young man was a great help in adding another person at noon."

The old man pushed Jiang Qian forward and then picked up the fish bucket and shook it.

"Old Chen, look at this mandarin fish. It's wild, caught from Jinji Lake. Make it into a grilled fish."

Boss Chen peeked inside, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "What a fat mandarin fish!"

"You probably don't see a single fish like this on Li Gong Dike for a whole month, do you?"

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Jiang Qian chuckled and sat down with Old Li at a small square table by the lake.

The little girl, Niu Niu, was still clinging to the cat owner and wouldn't let go.

The cat owner had completely given up struggling and had begun to enjoy himself.

In Jiang Qian's eyes, the cat boss is now like a cold fairy who has been turned against her by her rebellious disciple. After struggling, she has entered a stage of enjoyment. Every meow now sounds like "Oh ho ho ho ho ho..."

The old man poured Jiang Qian a cup of tea and looked at him with a smile.

"Xiao Jiang, are you from Suzhou University?"

"Yes, from the School of Life Sciences."

"The School of Life Sciences, what a great program! The 21st century is the century of biology!"

As he spoke, he gave a knowing look, and Jiang Qian couldn't hold back any longer. The two exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.

After exchanging a few words, Jiang Qian remembered.

"Uncle, I don't even know your surname yet. I've been too busy calling you 'Uncle'."

"My surname is Gu, which means 'righteous'."

"Uncle Gu," Jiang Qian called out, "I really didn't expect that fishing could lead to such a story."

Gu Yizheng waved his hand: "Don't call me Uncle, it makes me sound old. Just call me Teacher Gu."

Jiang Qian was taken aback, then his eyes suddenly turned fervent:

"Are you a teacher?"

"I retired a long time ago," Gu Yizheng said, taking a sip of his tea. "I used to teach Chinese at Gusu Middle School for thirty-eight years."

Jiang Qian's eyes lit up. A Chinese language teacher at Gusu Middle School?

Holy crap, I think I've struck gold!

He naturally also had Dai Zhenli's training studio on his mind.

"So you're a top-tier teacher?"

Gu Yizheng saw his eyes light up and he stood there stunned: "How could it not be?"

"I'm still the academic leader!"

"Academic leader? That's impressive!" Jiang Qian genuinely hadn't realized it.

On the contrary, he came from Xinghai High School, but he felt he should say no. Gusu High School was also called Sugao Zongzi, and it was one of the twin schools of Gusu along with Xinghai High School. But calling it a twin school was just a way of saying it was a stretch. Gu Yizheng might have a thing for his high school alma mater...

But looking at the person in front of him, Gu Yizheng was beaming with joy.

Jiang Qian blurted out without thinking:

"Professor Gu, after you retire, have you ever thought about going back to teaching?"

Gu Yizheng was taken aback.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Qian thought to himself, "I've already asked you this, what else can I do? Although I have a great interest in the teaching profession, I'm generally not interested in someone your age..."

He's always been a sincere person, so he said, "I won't beat around the bush with you, okay?"

"I have a friend who wants to open a teacher training studio, and what they need most right now are experienced retired teachers. Someone of your caliber is hard to find even with a lantern."

Gu Yizheng was silent for two seconds before saying, "If you're telling me the truth, then I'll tell you the truth about my needs too."

"To be honest, if it weren't for what happened today, I would definitely have refused you."

"But you did me such a big favor today, so I have to help you no matter what."

"This is something that definitely needs to be done."