Since I know that the teacher cannot collect student fees privately, I have to try to avoid this issue, although this is a matter that everyone can tell you and will not investigate without being named.

Shao Siwei's registration dance training class is a resource that I can make good use of, so the charges are reasonable and public. But I don't plan to let anyone know how I did things reasonably.

I looked for the principal because I needed a venue to start classes, so it was obviously not suitable to build a venue outside the school. Anyway, the school’s dance classroom was idle, so I planned to rent it out.

In fact, if I want to use the venue, I will use it for me. Generally, the school does not care about it, but I have to pay for it. Of course, the principal has no objection. The price is not difficult for me. One thousand a month, and the time after class every afternoon is all my money. I will rent it for half a year, totaling six thousand.

I calculated that if I collect ten students, I can earn at least 5,000 yuan per class, and this money must be worth it.

I wrote a brief lease contract with the principal, and I planned to give him the money tomorrow and then engage in enrollment. The principal said, "Teacher Yan heard that you are pregnant, don't work too hard."

Oh, the things in the school were spread so quickly that even the principal knew. I told him that I was relieved, and then walked out of the principal's office and touched his stomach. Child, my mother, I am physically and mentally exhausted now.

I was going outside to get the admissions leaflet. When I walked past the gate, I saw Wang Zhaoyang and Fang Keru again, and they seemed to be talking about things.

Wang Zhaoyang looked at me and looked at me dryly. I smiled briefly and talked. Although I was not doing well now, I turned around and asked Wang Zhaoyang. I couldn't do this. Now that I am pregnant, he should give up and consider himself. As long as he lives well, he can do it.

I have already felt that since we parted ways, even in the same school, our path has gone further and further. And gradually, I didn’t know what I was doing, it seemed that I just lived for life and happy for happiness.

Am I happy? What if it is.

In the evening, I called Shao Siwei to borrow money at home. Chen Feiyang and I had no deposits. As long as there was some money, I asked him to pay off the debt.

Six thousand is not a big deal for Shao Siwei, so he promised to transfer the money to me immediately. I didn't guard against Chen Feiyang for borrowing money, but I didn't discuss with him, who made him incompetent?

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feiyang asked me, "Why are you lending money?"

I ignored him and he said, "You don't have to borrow money. If you want to use the money, I can get it for you."

"What are you doing? You make it!" I was very impatient and glanced at him, "Don't interfere with my affairs in the future, and I will not care about you anymore."

"Xiao Chang, I know I'm wrong. Can you stop doing this?" He begged me, and I was very annoyed. If I really gritted my teeth and didn't plan to live with him, what else can I do now?

I wanted to forgive him in my heart, but it depends on his performance.

I said, "Okay, Chen Feiyang, look at you being humble and doing it, you do it. Is it useful to admit your mistake? After all, you are also a punching player. Do you know nothing except admitting your mistake?"

He was silent, probably because he really couldn't do anything else.

I took a deep breath and didn't want to say anything else. After thinking about it, I felt uncomfortable. I said, "Xiaoyin is still learning boxing from you?"

He nodded.

I said, "It's open."

"I……"

He doesn't have this authority, and Xiaoyin doesn't pay the tuition to him. There is no reason to say that he won't pay it, but I'm very tough and I have to turn on Xiaoyin. I think that they can meet often, so I'm so nasty.

Chen Feiyang had no choice but to agree, his voice was a little heavy, "Okay."

"You don't have to tell her that I know everything. You opened her because you felt guilty. I didn't know anything and said nothing. There is also the matter of my pregnancy, no one can tell me."

"Wife, are you really pregnant?" Chen Feiyang asked me.

Oh my god, I almost let it go, I sneered, "It's all your business."

I was not in a hurry to deal with Xiaoyin. Now I will deal with her immediately. It’s just to beat her. Is it interesting? After beating her, she ran to everyone and cried. Unless I told me that this bitch was cuckolded, I would make no sense.

I can't say that I'm cuckolded, it's so fucking shameless.

As the saying goes, if you hurt yourself by a thousand enemies, you will hurt yourself by eight hundred. I don’t want to hurt myself at all, so I have to endure her for a few days, and I have to wipe my butt clean first.

After paying the money to the principal, I sent the admissions flyers to each class and asked them to take them back to their parents on weekends. I signed up for the holidays if I were willing to come. I made the flyers very exquisitely and spent a lot of money to print my own competition photos, award certificates, and educational qualifications of the nominee boss Shao Siwei, all of which were printed on it, as well as the various benefits of learning dance. Anyway, it’s just a fool.

This was something I had done after two nights.

After school started, several parents took the initiative to sign up. After talking to them in the office, I collected their tuition fees openly in front of everyone, wrote the charging documents, and placed them in the folder on the table.

Seeing that I started to make money, Xiaoyin and the art teacher couldn't help but start to take action. When there was no one, I advised the art teacher and said, "You should wait for the 11th, finish the hand-written newspaper and do it well, otherwise no one will help you with it."

The art teacher is old and can't stand the busyness, and she is now preparing to evaluate her professional title, so she doesn't want to make any mistakes. Xiaoyin is in charge of the person there, putting the electronic piano she bought in the office first, and counting more than twenty pieces. Parents of students are much more willing to let their children learn musical instruments than to learn dancing or drawing.

The art teacher was a little jealous and looked at the male teacher who helped Xiaoyin move the piano and showed a disdainful expression.

Xiaoyin finished greetings with the male teacher with a smile, sat at her desk, and complained quietly, "I'm so tired, hey..."

After that, Xiaoyin started selling pianos and charged money, and then brought the students to the music teacher to practice. In the dance classroom opposite, I seemed to be in a well and would usually say a few words hypocritical.

I asked Chen Feiyang to come over to bring me supper, and deliberately took Chen Feiyang and supper to Xiaoyin to add food to her.

"Come on, Teacher Xiaoyin, try my husband's skills."

Xiaoyin smiled reluctantly and held the food that was not very good from the cafeteria, "No need for Teacher Yan, I will lose weight."

"I'm still losing weight, but I'll lose it anymore. My husband likes some meaty ones, so I can increase it every day." I looked at Chen Feiyang with a smile. His face looked as ugly as white paper. Xiaoyin twitched the corners of her mouth and laughed dryly. Why do I still feel so unhappy?

Everyone's training classes were on track and the money they should have collected was also collected. That night, I gave up the child early and returned to our office. Xiaoyin was still teaching.

There must be no one in the office at this time. I didn’t turn on the lights, I came to be a thief.

Secretly watching the moonlight, I was looking through Xiaoyin's desk. Today I clearly saw her put the charging documents in the office. After that, we all left. She had never come back and must be here.

After turning over the surface of the table, no, okay, I did it all the way. I flipped through her drawer and there was a lock. Oh, this kind of broken lock doesn't hurt me. When I was a child, I often stole change from my parents, took out all the drawers below, and then flipped it from the back of this drawer, and took it out bit by bit.

I successfully opened Xiaoyin's drawer and found what I wanted, the electronic piano purchase invoice, and she kept these things for warranty, as well as the registration book for her to collect money from the students.

I took pictures of these evidences with a camera. I was still trembling. What I hated the most was that the plug in the door of our office was broken.

After collecting the evidence, I had to stuff the locked drawer back, which was more troublesome than getting it back. I was touching the dark, and my hands were tumbling under the drawer, making my arms hurt, which was so hard.

Then the door opened, and when I looked up and found that someone had entered, my soul was almost scared.

"What are you doing?" Frowning, the person who asked me was Wang Zhaoyang.

My soul was a little scared. In this school, Wang Zhaoyang was much better than anyone else. I said, "Close the door first."

Wang Zhaoyang closed the door, and I pushed the drawer back with force. Then I stuffed other drawers layer by layer.

Wang Zhaoyang frowned and looked at me, but he didn't turn on the light. I held the camera with evidence in my hand and said guiltily, "Get things, why are you here? Are you asking me for trouble?"

Wang Zhaoyang narrowed his eyes, "That's not your desk."

I bit my lower lip and "Help the teacher get something."

"Then why don't you turn on the light?" he continued.

I couldn't answer, obviously I came here to steal something, but I couldn't tell him. After blinking, I returned to my position and threw the camera into my bag, intending to leave without explanation because I felt guilty.

Wang Zhaoyang pulled my arm and pulled it very hard. This time he spoke very harshly, "What the hell are you doing!"

"You don't have to worry about it!" I became tough too.

Wang Zhaoyang turned his head to look at me, as if when he was my class teacher, facing me who was lying, the helpless and angry one pursed his lips. He pointed at a red dot at the corner of the wall, "Look, what is that?"

That's...surveillance.

However, there is usually no one watching the school's monitoring room, but when it is necessary, it must be adjusted.

I lowered my head, and Wang Zhaoyang's voice was a little heavy, "I'm pregnant, you shouldn't do this."

I looked up at him with a little panic.
Chapter completed!