Fu Song quickly restored his fingers to its original state and said as if nothing had happened: "You said two-finger Zen, I tried it. It's really not easy to use. How do you type this?"

"This is what I said about the second finger Zen!" Xu Qian gave him a blank look, stretched out her index finger and hooked it, and then learned Fu Song's movements and said, "Not this! Why does it feel so uncomfortable when two fingers are together?"

Fu Song nodded quickly: "Oh oh oh, so that's how it is!"

Xu Qian always felt that his expression had a different meaning, but for a moment, she didn't know what was wrong.

"You don't really want to be a teacher for the rest of your life, do you?" Fu Song suppressed his eagerness to try. Well, don't worry now, wait until you have enough food and drink. There is time tonight.

"What's wrong with being a teacher?" Xu Qian felt that he had two bad money now, and even looked down on the teacher. "How many people want to be a teacher, but they can't do it."

Fu Song said: "I'm not saying it's not good to be a teacher, but it's not a big deal for you to stay in the junior high school in the town. Why don't I ask someone to transfer you to Mucheng?"

Xu Qian just thought he was bragging and curled her lips and said, "Do you think the school is run by your family? If you say you are transferred, just transfer it."

"Don't you believe it? I'll call you now!" If it's another work relationship, Fu Song might not have any good ideas, but the transfer of a mere public teacher is just a matter of his phone number.

When Xu Qian saw him do it, she hurriedly grabbed him, "Is it okay to believe me? Listen to me, even if you have a way to transfer me to Mucheng, I don't want to come."

"Why?" Fu Song couldn't figure it out. It would be better to get closer and he could have a tryst at any time and anywhere.

Xu Qian said a little embarrassedly: "If I stayed in Mucheng, I would definitely be worried every day and feel uncomfortable."

Fu Song said speechlessly: "Are you thinking too much?"

Xu Qian said firmly: "Anyway, I won't come to Mucheng. Besides, I'll be transferred away. There will be no computer teachers in the junior high school in our town. How can I do such a thing?"

"You always think about others, but not for yourself." Fu Song knew her temper. As long as it was her decision, even her parents couldn't make her change her mind.

Xu Qian smiled and said, "I don't need to think about it for myself at all, because I know you will definitely think about it for me. You are my way out, so I want to make a lot of effort while I'm still young. Anyway, you will definitely not ignore me in the end."

Fu Song choked by her and smiled bitterly: "You are so fucking..., you are really a ghost spirit!"

"What are you doing!" Xu Qian glared at him unhappily, "Am I wrong? Or are you not going to care about me?"

Fu Song quickly smiled and said, "How can you do it! Even if you don't care about others, I can't ignore you. Who made us husband and wife in our previous life?"

"Hate!" Xu Qian's face turned cloudy and clear, "I think beautifully, who knew you in my previous life!"

Fu Song looked at her angry and coquettish look and couldn't help but move her index finger and hugged her: "My wife, my good wife, let me kiss her..."

"Go to you, giggle, what nerves are you making? Well... Fu Song, don't, don't be here, oh, the wine is spilled on me!"

"It's spilled, and I just licked and drank it."

"No! I haven't taken a shower yet."

"It's not good to take a shower, the original wine, hehe!"

"Well..., you really hate it!"

After a night of crazy life, Fu Song not only did not feel tired when he woke up, but was energetic.

On the contrary, Xu Qian lazily stayed on the bed, not wanting to move, as if all her strength had been exhausted last night.

"I'm going to have a meeting. I'll try to come back to have dinner with you at noon." Fu Song kissed her in the face before leaving.

Xu Qian rolled her eyes wide and pouted, "I don't want to pay attention to you."

Fu Song asked proudly: "How is me?"

Xu Qian turned over and lay on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her head, and her legs fluttered under the quilt, "Get out!"

Fu Song laughed and slapped her on the butt through the quilt: "Let's go."

I took the elevator with a refreshing spirit, and just tidyed up my tie in front of the mirror in the elevator. The elevator stopped, and then Guo Fansheng walked in.

The two of them looked at each other and were stunned at the same time.

Guo Fansheng: "You..."

Fu Song: "I..."

Then the two old men said in unison: "Ah, the weather is good today."

After saying that, Guo Fansheng looked at Fu Song, then at the elevator button, and a slight joking flashed through his eyes.

Fu Song was so embarrassed. Although he was not caught in bed, he stayed in a hotel without going back. The fool knew what he did last night.

However, Fu Song has been practicing in Fengyue Field for many years, and his face is as thick as the city wall. After a brief embarrassment, he took the initiative to speak: "Old Guo, when will you take your sister-in-law and niece over?"

Guo Fansheng suddenly sighed: "Although Mucheng is a good city, the teaching conditions of the school..., alas."

Fu Song patted his chest and said, "What's the problem? I'm planning to run another school in Mucheng, mainly serving the employees of our group. The faculty and software and hardware facilities will only be better than those in the capital's schools, and will definitely not be worse!"

Guo Fansheng rolled his eyelids and said, "My daughter is in the second grade of elementary school this year. After the school is built, the daylily will be cold."

"Ah? Are the eldest niece so old?" Fu Song was surprised. When he was seconded to the Academy of Social Sciences and drank with Lao Guo for the first time, he remembered that his daughter had just been born, but after counting on her fingers, six or seven years had indeed passed.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Your daughter is actually in elementary school, time passes so fucking fast!"

Guo Fan said in a voice: "It's not fast, so, you can build the school quickly. I'll take my wife and children as soon as possible. I can't let me separate."

Fu Song nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, tomorrow, I will put the school building on the agenda. I will complete the preliminary plan in the first half of this year, and strive to break ground in the first half of the year. It takes a year to build the primary school. As for kindergartens, primary schools, junior high schools, and high schools, you can put them behind. You must not delay the enrollment of the eldest niece! Lao Guo, do you think your buddy is good enough?"

Guo Fansheng said in confusion: "From kindergarten to high school? Where did you find so many teachers?"

Fu Song laughed and said, "I'm not short of money. Even if you want a teacher in the capital, you can make a list and I promise to pack it for you!"

"This..." Guo Fansheng was a little moved, but he still said politely: "It's not good to do this."

Fu Song snorted: "What's wrong with it? Why can people in the capital use such good teachers? We Mucheng people are so humble? I still don't believe in this evil! Tell me, what are the best schools in the capital? If I don't dig up all the best teachers in these schools, I won't be Fu!"

"Hey, take it easy!" Guo Fansheng was so amused and crying. Based on his understanding of Fu Song, this guy was really likely to do such a thing. "You can't let other children not have good teachers for my daughter."

Fu Song disagreed and said, "My eldest son is going to school in the second half of this year, and the second son is going to kindergarten soon. As the saying goes, no matter how poor he is, he cannot be poor in education. Now I am poor and only money left. How can I treat my children badly? Lao Guo, do you think this is the case?"

Guo Fansheng: "….”

The poor sentence is only money left. Although this sentence sounds like a waste, Guo Fansheng has to admit that in terms of education, Fu Song is really willing to spend money.

A Mucheng Vocational and Technical School, not counting the preliminary investment, has spent nearly 300 million yuan on education funds in the three years since its establishment, with an average annual expenditure of 100 million yuan. It is distributed to each student, which is about 30,000 yuan.

And I only go out but not in, because this school is not only free of tuition, food and accommodation, but also various scholarships and subsidies.

As long as students study hard, they can still make a considerable income for their families every year.

Then, we jointly train college students with Mucheng University. In name, it is a joint training, but in fact, students are recruited through Mucheng University and then placed in the Vision Group Research Center for training. We don’t go to Mucheng University to attend classes at all, but the final award is the graduation certificate from Mucheng University.

Of course, in order to thank Mucheng University for its selfless help, according to the standard of 10,000 yuan per person per year and a total of 40,000 yuan in four years, Vision Group gave Mucheng University a sponsorship fee.

This policy was implemented for the first time in the second half of last year, so it only recruited less than 50 people. In the future, it will definitely be expanded. With 1,000 researchers from the Group Research Center, each researcher will lead one student every year to calculate, and at least 8,000 students will be required after stability.

Of course, it is not realistic to recruit so many students, because even Mu Da himself does not have so many students, so Guo Fansheng estimated that with Fu Song's urinary nature, he will definitely rely on the group research center to build a professional university of science and technology in the future.

Well, you must be a science and technology university. Except for the ideological and political teachers, there will definitely be no liberal arts teacher. This guy's attitude towards liberal arts is obvious to all over the group.

Whether it is the secretariat's secretary or the cadres trained by the key, Qing Yishuier is from science and engineering. Even if there are some liberal arts students, they also graduated from liberal arts majors in science and technology colleges.

For example, although Feng Ye, the current director of the Public Relations Department, graduated from the journalism and communication major, his alma mater is Huazhong University of Science and Technology.

For example, Wu Xi, the director of the office of the Group Research Center, studied Russian, but graduated from Xi'an Jiaotong University.

Of course, Fu Song also has a strong preference for geography students. Anyway, he never admits that geography is a liberal arts major, and at most semi-science.

What makes people speechless is that he never looks at the top 2 students in China, but instead is picky. After recruiting them, he will throw them directly to the most difficult grassroots level. If you like to do it or not, if you don’t like to do it, just get out!

In the past two years, five or six top students have been forced to leave. If this continues, the Vision Group will be spontaneously blacklisted by top students.

Fu Song was extremely stubborn in this matter. Unless talent is really rare, he would never let go.

Many people, including Guo Fansheng, have advised him, but it is useless at all...

It is definitely much more money to run a university than a vocational and technical school. It is not possible to run a billion or eight billion a year.

Although Guo Fansheng has gone to the industry and has not taught graduate school for several years, he is still a stinky young man in his bones and remains interested in teaching and educating people.

If you can also participate in the preparation process of Vision University, you will be excited to think about it!
Chapter completed!