After listening to his wife's reprimand, Jin Yongqiang realized that he had started to complain again. He scratched his head awkwardly and smiled at Li Qingyu: "I got angry and became an occupational disease again. Mr. Li laughed."

Li Qingyu admired Jin Yongqiang's words very much and said with a smile: "Haha, Teacher Jin said it very well. If every practitioner in the education industry has the sentiment of Teacher Jin, how could there be so many dirty things in this world? Why worry that our nation cannot stand at the top of the world?"

"Haha, Mr. Li, don't praise him. He is so capable. Why can't even get back the money that the little bastards in Qingcai Vocational School owed me?" Mrs. Jin smiled again.

"What I was going to be, you didn't let me go," said Jin Yongqiang.

"Forget it, what do I ask you to do? Are you going to be beaten? I'm being beaten to the hospital, and I have to go to bed with me if I don't say it. You don't know how harsh the little bastards are fighting. They are more than one foot long and steel pipes that are more than one meter long. They greet people regardless of their concern. They don't know how their brains grow. At such a young age, they don't know how scared they are. Oh, if you don't come, you'll just come and just take it as a business to make a loss. I've been looking for another job these days, and I can't afford to mess with you or hide." Mrs. Jin said helplessly.

"How much does they owe Jinsao?" Li Qingyu suddenly wanted to take charge of this matter. Jin Yongqiang was one of the few teachers who adhered to principles. If he was also desperate about this world, then this world would be really beyond salvation.

"It's more than 18,000! Alas, this is not a small amount. I'm not afraid of Mr. Li's jokes, because those little bastards don't pay, our family will eat the money, all relying on credit cards. Lao Jin is a person who wants to save face. I said I'll go to my parents' house to borrow some money, but he doesn't agree. Alas..." Mrs. Jin sighed and stopped talking.

Mrs. Jin, who is over 40 years old, is not considered a beauty, but she is definitely not ugly, especially her figure, with a slender and slim figure, like a girl who has never given birth to her. However, the hardships of time have given her a lot of crow's feet on the corners of her eyes.

"Dad's building materials business has been excluded over the years, and it is not easy to do it. He can't make much money in a year, and it's not easy to help your brother pay off his mortgage. How can he open this?"

"Why can't I speak? I don't need you to speak, I speak myself. You just can't let go of your man's self-esteem, hum!" Mrs. Jin rolled her eyes and exposed the man's shortcomings without hesitation.

Li Qingyu looked at the couple who seemed to be quarreling and smiled and said, "Sister Jin, has your noodle restaurant been closed now?"

"I haven't done that yet, I'm arguing with the school. I paid the rent for two years, totaling 180,000 yuan, and the money is still a loan. Now, a year has passed, and I want them to refund me the rent for one year, but the school has always disagreed." said Jin Sao.

"We can't blame others for this. The agreement signed at the beginning was that the rent would not be refunded." Jin Yongqiang said helplessly.

"What's wrong with the agreement? Isn't the agreement signed by someone? Or is it your face not big enough. If your face is big enough, they want to give you more!" Mrs. Jin stabbed the man again.

"Are you unreasonable? If I have that big face, those bastards will not give it to you?" Jin Yongqiang got used to being stabbed by his wife. He was rough and thick-skinned, so he was not angry and just smiled bitterly.

"They asked me to sublease others and ask for money from others, but who is as stupid as me. I know that someone will make trouble every day and dare to take over?" Jin Sao said distressedly.

Li Qingyu's heart moved and said, "Sister Jin, why don't you give me the shop?"

Mrs. Jin was stunned and said, "Mr. Li, although I don't know what you do, I know you must do big things. There should be no need for you to waste time here. If I guess correctly, you still want to help us, right? It's really not necessary, we are not able to hold on."

"Haha, Mrs. Jin, I'll ask you, if no one has on credit, will the pasta shop make money?" Li Qingyu asked with a smile.

"Of course I've made money! I dare not say that if I have too much, it's still easy to earn 200,000 or 300,000 a year. Otherwise, I wouldn't have rented the shop at the beginning." said Mrs. Jin.

"Yes, since I make money, everything is ready, why can't I take over? I just need to go to the town and the town, and the others can be handed over to professional managers. As for those troublemakers, I believe they dare not go to my shop to make trouble." Li Qingyu said.

Mrs. Jin thought that even big bosses like Wu Qi and Yang Qi nodded and bowed in front of Li Qingyu. I thought that those troublemakers really didn't dare to go to Li Qingyu's shop to make trouble, so she said, "Okay, if Mr. Li has time, let's go and see which shop now?"

"Of course." Li Qingyu said.

As the few people spoke, they went down from the third floor to the first floor and left the office building. When Jin Yongqiang and his wife saw Li Qingyu's cool Lamborghini, they couldn't help but be amazed. They kept guessing what Li Qingyu did, but they actually drove such a luxury car at a young age.

At that moment, Jin Yongqiang took Lin Jingru back to class, while Li Qingyu took Jin Sao to Qingcai Vocational and Technical School.

This is the first time in his life that Mrs. Jin has a luxurious car. She has a cheerful personality and is a little restrained, afraid of breaking the things inside...

The third floor of the office building, the vice principal's office.

Since Li Qingyu and others left, Wu Zhipeng has been standing at the window, protruding his head slightly, looking downstairs with a pale face. When he saw Li Qingyu leaving, he immediately left the office and went downstairs, went up to his Passat, and went straight to the hospital!

The reason why he was afraid of medical treatment before was that he did not go to HV antibody tests was because he was always lucky and thought that the unlucky thing with such a small chance would not fall on his head.

But just now Li Qingyu said so confidently that he was infected with the HV virus and that he was Sun Jianzhang's apprentice, so he couldn't hold back...

Qingcai Vocational and Technical School and Jinjiao First Affiliated High School are in the same district, not far away, and Lamborghini quickly drove into the school gate.

As soon as the car entered the school gate, it attracted the attention of many people. Of course, the teenagers of seventeen or eighteen were already in the age of shame, and they didn't seem to be like a rustic bun that had never seen the world, watching the car around them. They just watched the car from afar as they drove past the campus avenue, with either envy, contempt, or cold eyes in their eyes...

The car stopped at the entrance of the canteen. Mrs. Jin led Li Qingyu into the canteen, opened a door in the corner of the restaurant, and let Li Qingyu in.

Since the noodle shop has been closed for less than five days, everything inside is there, it is cleaned very clean, the things are placed in an orderly manner, and everything looks very pleasing.

Li Qingyu had another purpose in laying the shop, so he didn't look at it much. He just took a look at it casually and signed an agreement with Jinsao.

"Sister Jin, you also know that I don't have time to manage this shop. I specially hired you as a manager and manage everything with full authority. I have a monthly salary of 12,000 yuan. Will you do it?" Li Qingyu asked with a smile after signing his name on the agreement.
Chapter completed!