Du Zhicheng took it, looked at it, put it silently on his desk, and said, "You are quite prepared. When did you learn these things?"
Zhang Yongsheng said with a playful smile: "Isn't this for you? Only when your chair is stable can we have a future. If you fall, we won't even have a place to cry."
Du Zhicheng thought for a while and sighed: "Time flies so fast. More than ten years have passed and you are now so old. Your father used to brag in front of me that you are the most promising person in the Zhang family. I used to also I didn’t believe it, but now it seems I have to believe it.”
Zhang Yongsheng waved his hand and said modestly: "That was all my dad's drunken bragging. Don't believe it. I'm just a little kid, just doing small things within my power."
Du Zhicheng shook his head and said: "This is not a trivial matter, but a big chess piece made in the air. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and it is true that one generation becomes stronger than the other. But I still want to remind you that this method will be used in the future. Use less, and be an upright person."
Zhang Yongsheng nodded solemnly and said: "Uncle Du, don't worry, I only use unjust means to deal with unjust people. If you still want to work, I won't disturb you and wait for your news."
Coming out of Du Zhicheng's office, Zhang Yongsheng had a look of pride on his calm face. He planned to play a big game from the beginning, and now that things have developed to this extent, it is time for him to reap the rewards. As long as the proposal to bring your own meals is passed in school, Jia Zhiguo's new rules will be half defeated.
In the past few days, he had to find opportunities to use his hands and feet in the cafeteria to continue to put pressure on the school, which would also be beneficial to Du Zhicheng's game at the office meeting. Du Zhicheng is an airborne soldier and has few connections in No. 2 Middle School. If Zhang Yongsheng doesn't give him some support, sooner or later his education reform will be plucked.
The next morning, the school office meeting was held all morning, and the officials had a quarrel over the cafeteria, almost to the point of being torn apart. Zhu Mingsheng was the most unlucky and became everyone's punching bag. The key is that the canteen is indeed a big problem. Even the Education Bureau has called to inquire about it, which makes it difficult for him to bear the pressure.
The school cafeteria is a business that guarantees revenue during droughts and floods. Thousands of teachers and students in the school spend money here. Sometimes teachers’ families who don’t want to cook also eat in the cafeteria, which creates a lot of trouble. Although Zhu Mingsheng did not make corrections, he controlled the canteen and lived a very prosperous life in the past two years.
There are many faculty and staff who are jealous of Zhu Mingsheng, but their status is not as good as his, so they can only let him have the final say. Du Zhicheng hoped to get Zhu Mingsheng's support in educational reform, so he gave in on the canteen issue, and the two reached a long-term tacit understanding. Now this tacit understanding has been broken, and Zhu Mingsheng has become the target of public criticism.
What depresses Zhu Mingsheng the most is that Jia Zhiguo, who had previously reached a verbal cooperation intention, actually fell into the wrong trap. Jia Zhiguo said he was unwilling to reopen the school and would rather support Du Zhicheng's proposal to find a new contractor. But then Zhu Mingsheng couldn't explain to the canteen owner, and things became troublesome.
After a morning of extreme pushing and pulling, Du Zhicheng came up with a compromise. The canteen does not need to change its contractor, but it must undergo comprehensive rectification, and the school will send a working group to supervise it. During the rectification period, the school allowed students to bring meals, and outside restaurants were also allowed to deliver packed lunches to the school.
Jia Zhiguo can continue to carry out prison-like management, but the guards are not allowed to interfere with outside delivery of meals to the school. Zhang Yongsheng's suggestion that students purchase refrigerators and microwaves at their own expense was also approved. At the same time, Du Zhicheng requested that the refrigerators and microwaves in the cafeteria should also serve students who bring meals.
This result made both Zhu Mingsheng and Jia Zhiguo dissatisfied, but that was all. If the canteen contractor is changed, the things under Zhu Mingsheng’s butt will no longer be hidden. Jia Zhiguo also knew that he could not push Zhu Mingsheng into a hurry, otherwise he would defect to Du Zhicheng and his new rules would be completely in vain.
I had just finished drafting the decision to deal with the canteen problem that afternoon, but before I had time to inform the whole school, there was another problem in the canteen. Jin Kai was shopping at the canteen and discovered that there were fake and shoddy products. He had a proud personality and complained directly to the principal's office.
Looking at a bottle of "Leibi" soda and a pack of "Tang Shuaibo" instant noodles placed on the desk, Du Zhicheng simply couldn't laugh or cry. This thing is so realistically made, the outer packaging is almost identical in every aspect, only the name is different. But because it is an artistic font, it is very easy for people to look at it.
Jin Kai pointed at two things and said: "Principal Du, the canteen is getting more and more outrageous. What are these things? Do we dare to eat such things? Whose responsibility is it if we have a bad stomach?"
Faced with this situation, Du Zhicheng felt wronged and could only comfort him: "Classmate Jin Kai, I will deal with the situation you responded to seriously. A notice will be issued soon to rectify the canteen and canteen. This time the school will send a working group to supervise, and we will definitely deal with it." These issues should be dealt with clearly.”
Just when Jin Kai complained to Du Zhicheng, news about the canteen spread throughout the classes. Students with ample pocket money also joined in the fun and bought such fake products to show off everywhere, which immediately became a hot topic in the school. Driven by thoughtful people, this matter made Zhu Mingsheng even more worried.
At dinner time, several people in Zhang Yongsheng’s circle did not eat in the cafeteria, but ate box lunches in the classroom. Zhang Yongsheng bought the lunch box from the back door. It tasted much better than the dark food in the cafeteria. Although they are just ordinary home-cooked dishes, the taste and other aspects are indeed much better than those in the canteen.
Zhao Yunfei ate very happily: "Old Zhang, if I had known you had this ability, we would have just eaten the box lunch. Why bother with the canteen? What a waste of time."
Liu Wei expressed support for this: "I said that you are missing at noon every day. It turns out that you sneak out to eat delicious food. You are going a bit too far, you are too unloyal."
Zhang Yongsheng couldn't laugh or cry, and begged for mercy: "Lao Jia was so strict last week? If I bring lunch boxes in large quantities, it would be strange if he doesn't take action on me. Now is the time when the canteen problem is getting serious, even if he sees us eating lunch boxes, he will probably I don’t dare to make a big deal out of it.”
Li Xing thought for a while and said: "Actually, the only thing that can squeeze out the first-year students is that it is not easy to keep it secret. If the whole school knew about this, Lao Jia would probably seal up the last crack."
"Just keep at it for two more days, and we'll probably get results soon. Jin Kai made trouble in the principal's office again this afternoon. I think we can bring our own meals tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest." Zhang Yongsheng smiled and said, "Squad leader, are you ready? ? It’s up to you next time?”
Li Yuanyuan nodded and said: "Don't worry, I'll make a call when the time comes and my mother will send someone to deliver the food. It will be convenient for us to eat in the future. It's just a shabby canteen. Whoever likes to eat can eat."
Zhou Lanbing thought for a while and said: "Now the food problem has been solved, but the gate has not been opened yet. From what I know about you, you must have a backup plan. Can you tell me?"
