"Why are you giving me so much money?" Zhang Junping looked at the handful of money in his hand.

There are one cents, two cents, one cents, two cents, and several big union of ten cents.

"What's the point? You need to pay for the money when you go out, don't eat or stay in a hotel?"

It doesn’t hurt to bring more money!" Lingling smiled heartily.

"I have money! How can I ask for your money?"

"Don't be embarrassed! Just think that I borrowed you. When you have money in the future, you will pay it back!"

"this……"

"You used to cheat me on my pocket money a lot, but now you give it to you, are you still shy?"

Zhang Junping's old face turned red with one word.

When I was in school, I really cheated Lingling’s pocket money a lot, but it was not actually a fraud.

Lingling’s father is the first ten thousand yuan household in the commune, and Lingling is also a famous little rich woman in the village.

In the words of later generations, Lingling was a rich and beautiful woman in the village and even the entire commune.

When rural children are still so excited that they can't sleep when they get a penny of pocket money, they often have great unity in their pockets.

Lingling is also generous. When two people buy snacks together, Lingling spends most of the time.

The price is to take Lingling home often to drink rice porridge.

The rice soup without white flour is filled with green, and the crystal clear rice inside is clearly visible, but there are actually not a few grains of rice at all.

But rice is a rare thing. In this era, transportation was very underdeveloped. There was no rice sold in Jinhe Village and even the entire commune.

Therefore, Zhang Junping always exchanged snacks such as white rabbit milk candies, calcium milk biscuits and other snacks with her on the condition of taking Lingling home and rice porridge.

"Okay! I'll lend you this. I'll give you a gift when I go back!" Zhang Junping stuffed the money into his pocket as Lingling said.

Zhang Junping also wanted to show his masculine spirit and refused Lingling's help.

However, reality forced him to bow his head.

The furniture factory can't even get a penny. My father hasn't received a penny for nearly a year, and the family doesn't have much money either.

The situation in the team is not much better, maybe I can squeeze out a few dollars.

But, what's enough for a few dollars?

A bowl of Yangchun noodles costs one cent, how many meals are enough?

How many days is it enough for a hotel worth 50 cents per room?

Men have no money and can’t afford to be tough even if they want to be tough!

It's useless to be hard!

"What gift?"

"Keep confidential for the time being, you must like it!"

"Brother Huzi, I want a gift, too!"

Lingling's younger brother and Zhang Xinhua ran out to find his sister. When Zhang Junping said he would give her a gift, he also shouted.

"You are all there, hurry up and go in!

You go back quickly, I'm in!" Lingling pulled his brother's ear into the yard.

...

The next day, Zhang Junping took all the IOUs and brought the letter of introduction issued by the furniture factory and the brigade.

The brigade also gave travel expenses of five yuan and ten kilograms of food coupons, and my mother secretly gave Zhang Junping the twenty yuan at night.

Leaving Jinhe Village with my second cousin.

Their first stop was the commune.

The commune owes the furniture factory five hundred yuan.

The five hundred yuan was owed by the furniture factory when it was first established.

It was also the first order of the furniture factory to create tables and chairs for the commune's middle schools.

One hundred sets of desks, one table with a long stool, one set costs five yuan.

As a result, this order was owed until the furniture factory was disbanded and had not been given yet.

The commune asked to find a school, and the school asked to find a commune, pushing it back and forth, and just took it off.

Now that the commune secretary has changed, the account has basically become a dead account.

It would be fine if it was written by the commune, but the key is that the IOU was written by the middle school.

This is difficult to deal with. The school says there is no money, and the teachers’ salary cannot be paid, and the children in the village have to go to school.

Neither the brigade cadres nor the father could afford to speak hard words.

...

Zhang Junping found the principal's office familiarly.

Although the school is on holiday, Principal Wu's house is in the school and is writing in the office now.

"Hello, Principal Wu!"

"Hello! Are you?" Principal Wu, who was burying his head to write something, raised his head, held his glasses, and asked in confusion.

"Hello, Principal Wu! I am the director of Jinhe Village Furniture Factory. This is my letter of introduction!" Zhang Junping stepped forward and handed the letter of introduction to Principal Wu with both hands.

"Jinhe Village Furniture Factory? Is there anything wrong?" Principal Wu looked at the letter of introduction, then looked at Zhang Junping, and asked.

Zhang Junping didn’t know if Principal Wu had really forgotten it or fake it, so he could only remind him: “Principal Wu, five years ago, our furniture factory made 100 desks for our school!”

"oh?

I remembered it? Five years ago, the commune issued a hundred desks for our school to improve the learning environment!”

"Principal Wu, the money for those 100 sets of desks has not been paid yet!"

"Zhang Junping, right?

I see you are familiar with me, have you studied in our school, right?"

"Yes, Principal Wu, I was also a student of our school three years ago!

I am from Class 3, and my class teacher is Sun Shancheng and Teacher Sun!"

"Oh! I remember you are here!

I remember that you have good academic performance and were admitted to a high school in the county. You should take the college entrance exam this year. Why did you become the director of a furniture factory again?

Xiao Zhang, I'm going to criticize you!

Even if you fail the college entrance examination for a while, you will continue to take the exam for another year!

How can you give up easily?

In the past, I often educated you that learning is the only shortcut to change your life and your destiny..."

Principal Wu talked endlessly to teach Zhang Junping ideological education classes.

This is the principal of his junior high school. Out of politeness, Zhang Junping could only listen.

It was not until Principal Wu's speech that he stopped and Zhang Junping smiled bitterly: "Principal Wu, thank you for your concern! The students are very grateful!

However, our Jinhe Village Furniture Factory is about to go bankrupt!

You probably don’t know that my dad is the old director of a furniture factory, and the furniture factory is his lifelong hard work!

Just because the furniture factory can't pay the salary now, I was so worried that I couldn't sleep all night long, and my hair fell down one after another!" Zhang Junping said, wiping tears, "My dad's body is almost overwhelmed. Who is my son still in the mood to go to school?

So, I had to drop out of school and go home to pick up my dad’s class!

Now, after I took over, my first task was to pay!

Don’t have any accounts, our furniture factory doesn’t even have the money to continue to produce wood!"

The first trick is to sell miserable things. As much as it is, you can say how miserable it is to gain sympathy.

"Xiao Zhang, I feel very sympathetic about your experience, but when you come to the school to ask for the account, you find the wrong partner!

Those desks were booked by the commune at the time, and you should go to the commune if you want money!" Seeing that you couldn't get around, Principal Wu pushed his glasses and said slowly.

"Principal Wu, I also want to ask the commune for money! But the IOU was written by our school, and it was signed by your Principal Wu, and the seal stamped was also the seal of our school!"

"Comrade Xiao Zhang, the commune asked me to write the IOU at the beginning, and the commune also promised that they would pay the bill for you!
Chapter completed!