"Then Miao Weiting, you should take them to our house to recognize the door first?"

"After sending the person over, hurry up and report to the old man's house!"

"What I'm doing tonight is mathematics, which is particularly important."

However, the child who was specially advised by Chen Du tightened his arms in the middle and took Chen Du's question with a little threat: "Hi! Don't take them alone!"

"Just just now, I made the decision for these two kids and helped them sign up for the full-day tutoring classes."

"From today, Lu Feng, Chang Dachuan and his brothers will start to study hard with us."

"Did you think it's? My former buddies?"

After Miao Weiting said this, he looked at the two brothers he hugged, and his eyes were full of threats of unknown significance.

What are the solutions for Lu Feng and Chang Dachuan who were cleaned up together in the toilet just now?

I couldn't beat him, and when I said I was going to find a teacher, my grandson threatened the mentally on the matters that they were also on the scene and planned to take advantage of the situation to help bad people in society.

Now, not only are they going to be coerced to the ridiculous little dining table, but the most terrifying thing is that the two of them who have long thought of a way out are actually being held in tutoring together?

What an international joke!

After Miao Weiting said this, Lu Feng and Chang Dachuan wanted to refute it immediately.

But the arm that strangled his neck became tighter and tighter, and the more it wrapped, their eyes were bulging. In the end, they could only say one thing to save their lives: "Yes!"

Then, after they said "Yes", the world became clear and the iron walls wrapped around their necks also slackened.

At this time, Lu Feng and the other two had only one idea, just tutoring, and eat the small dining table!

Isn’t life growing slowly through repeated compromises?

This is probably the effort to live.

In this purely bred Aq spirit self-comfort, Lu Feng and Chang Dachuan calmly accepted everything they were forced to accept.

Then, they encountered a large and fragrant scene.

"It's so delicious! Uncle! Your cooking is so delicious!"

"Yes, yes! Compared with the food you cook, what my mother cooks is called pig food!"

"Hey! This tastes amazing! It's not much worse than the regular chef in the hotel kitchen."

After following Chen Du's tutoring, the two unwilling new students reacted like this after taking a bite of the newly brought fish-flavored shredded pork that Chen Yaojun had brought.

The 14-5-year-old boy was at the right time to eat. Several boys gathered together and ate hard. Chen Yaojun, who had resigned on his first day at home, ate a few more bites of food.

And the joining of these two people is like a good sign.

In just one week, after the inspection of the parents of individual students in 204 Middle School, the small dining table of Chendu's family completed the size of a group of ten people.

Considering the home and Shen Yaojun's ability to withstand, this not-so-large dining table is no longer open to the public for the time being.

This made those who just came over to try it all night and didn't sign up after hesitation. They were so annoyed that they beat their chests and stamped their feet.

This is true for people. The more limited the quantity, the more popular it is.

Not only did Chen Yaojun not count on his fame, but also added a lot of orders to his other side job because he expanded his circle of friends.

In addition to the average daily 3-10 pieces of clothing collected by He Hongying's tailor shop, the number of large orders that Chen Yaojun had to come to pick up at the door was as many as six.

For a time, relying solely on the laundry business, he achieved a net profit of nearly 3,000 yuan. Coupled with the surplus in the small dining table, Chen Yaojun earned 5,100 yuan in the first month after he resigned, which was a high income that he once dared not think about.

On that day, Chen Yaojun and He Hongying gathered their monthly income together, counting one piece and one cent for a long time.

These two men and women who have never used their hearts in making money finally realized the joy of money.

"Boy, his father, we actually made so much money this month!"

"Yes! Damn, this is more than 8,000 yuan. I made a household worth tens of thousands of yuan a month in the past."

Chen Yaojun's mouth was trembling when he said this. He held the money and asked He Hongying: "You said that there was so much money, how should we spend it?"

"In the past, when we two earned less than 3,000 yuan a month, how did we spend money?"

Seeing that her husband became a fool excitedly, He Hongying felt it was necessary to remind Chen Yaojun that the most important place to spend this money.

"Did you forget? We agreed to sign up for my son to have an interest class in painting?"

"I heard that learning art is expensive, and those who don't have money at home can't learn anything."

After hearing He Hongying say this, Chen Yaojun remembered that he had an older son to raise, but compared to studying hard, applying for painting courses is not that important: "Hi! Isn't our son going to learn some fashion design?"

"I'm not applying to the Central Academy of Fine Arts. The art courses there are not so professional, right?"

Because she could cut her own skills, He Hongying still had some experience in this regard. She slowly shook her head at Chen Yaojun and made a deep refutation of her husband's ignorance.

"No, you're wrong with this!"

"If you want to learn design, you must have a good artistic foundation."

"Do you know why your wife can only be a tailor? Because I can only read the script and follow the templates in the tailoring books and make them."

"And our son, he has the hope of becoming a person who teaches tailoring, and may become a teacher who teaches young tailors like us."

"He can discover the beauty and record it with a brush."

"You said, would such a person not need the basis of painting?"

"Although I don't know about design, I can imagine that a good designer is not just a basic one."

"Our son may need more and more expensive professional training."

"Bizhi said that he has broadened his horizons for cultivating beauty, appreciating elegant art, and having a broader horizon about going abroad."

"So you said, how much do we need to pay to realize our son's dream?"

"A few days ago, you promised me that you would give our son a better future."

"You are satisfied now that you have only made such a small amount of money?"

"Husband, you have to know that 8,000 yuan is enough for us now, but it is far from enough for our son's future!"

"So!" He Hongying sighed, patted the petrified Shen Yaojun's shoulder and said, "The revolution has not been successful yet, comrades still need to work hard!!"
Chapter completed!