"No problem, just use it!" Li Zetian nodded solemnly and agreed.
"Thank you very much!" Tang Jiawei stood up and bowed to Li Zetian.
"Don't be so polite, this is what I should do!!!" Li Zetian also stood up, "By the way, what is the name of the school? Where is it?"
"The name of the school is Confucius Chinese Academy. It is located in a small abandoned factory near Boston's Chinatown. It covers an area of 12,000 square meters. I can't afford to rent a place that is too large. The school will officially open on April 10 and cut the ribbon. , Foreign enrollment, you are welcome!"
Tang Jiawei took out an invitation letter from the document bag and handed it to Li Zetian.
"Okay, I will go!" Li Zetian accepted the invitation and nodded.
"Well, then I'll say goodbye!" Tang Jiawei said
"Okay, walk slowly."
Li Zetian sent him to the door of the dormitory.
Back in the dormitory, Li Zetian said to Jingqiu, "Your cousin doesn't look like a Chinese-American, but an intellectual who received a traditional Chinese education!"
"Whoever said that my cousin must be an immigrant from the United States! He was originally a Chinese. He came to the United States to study, then worked, and got a green card. But in the past few years in the United States, he found that there are too many Chinese people who can even speak Chinese. Said, so I made up my mind to quit my job in the bank and open a Chinese school!"
"As expected of your cousin, it's just not simple, it's worthy of praise!"
Yu Jingqiu smiled and said: "Okay, I'll save the praise for later. Let's go to dinner. Today I want to eat French food. I heard that there is a new French restaurant outside the school!"
"it is good!"
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After dinner, Li Zetian returned to the dormitory in Jingqiu.
Under the setting sun, while walking, Li Zetian was thinking about the problem, and the shadow was drawn very long.
Intel's processors are not sold to individuals, but it does not mean that Li Zetian cannot get the information of Intel8080.
Intel has released such a powerful processor, DEC will definitely buy it at the first time, and then take it back for research. Li Zetian is still working in DEC, and he has the opportunity to get in touch with the Intel8080 processor!
So when the next day's course was over, Li Zetian went to DEC company.
As expected, DEC has purchased a small batch back.
Li Zetian immediately applied to DEC to purchase an Intel 8080 processor, and DEC agreed without a doubt. In fact, behaviors like Li Zetian are very normal in the United States. Many computer enthusiasts like to assemble their computers and replace them with new hardware, so as to make their computers run faster and cooler!
When he got the box with the Intel8080 processor printed on it, almost every pore on Li Zetian's body exuded excitement!
"The great cause is about to take off!!!" Li Zetian said to himself excitedly.
Holding the box, Li Zetian couldn't wait to return to Harvard University.
Since this day, Li Zetian has been studying Intel8080 and writing BASIC language every day, almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep!
On April 10th, if Yu Jingqiu had not come to invite him to attend his cousin's academy ribbon-cutting ceremony, he would have forgotten!
At the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Tang Jiawei introduced his partner to Li Zetian.
Tang Jiawei said: "It is with such a group of like-minded friends that today's 'Confucius Chinese Academy' was established!"
Li Zetian nodded and said, "Yes!"
The three men and two women on the opposite side are Tang Jiwei's partners, and they are also future teachers of the Confucius Institute of Chinese!
"I wish the Confucius Institute of Chinese Language will become better and better, and then open a chain store and develop it to every corner of the United States and even the world!" Li Zetian said.
Hearing this, Tang Jiawei was stunned for a while, a chain store? School chain? right! ! ! It is to open a chain of schools, so that more and more people can learn Chinese! ! !
For a time, Tang Jiawei ignited his ambition! ! !
He patted Li Zetian on the shoulder and said loudly, "You are right, we will develop the Confucius Institute of Chinese to every corner of the world!!!"
Seeing how excited he was, Li Zetian wanted to tell him that this was too difficult. How could the United States sit by and watch the rise of the Confucius Institute of Chinese. In the previous life, the Confucius Institutes developed too rapidly and were blocked by the US government, which led to the closure of many Confucius Institutes.
Of course, the Confucius Institute is officially run, while the Confucius Institute of Chinese is self-confessed, more like a Chinese language training institution, and the two schools are different in nature. Perhaps the U.S. government will not suppress the Confucius Institute of Chinese too much.
The ceremony was very lively, and the dragon and lion team were also invited to perform, beating gongs and drums, attracting many people around.
Before the official enrollment, Tang Jiawei and others printed many school brochures and distributed flyers in Boston's Chinatown. At this time, many people came to sign up. Seeing that Tang Jiawei and others were extremely busy, Li Zetian offered to help them and register those students who came to sign up.
After 10 minutes, Li Zetian saw an old man in his 70s, not tall, with a rickety figure walking in front of Li Zetian.
"Hello, old man, are you okay?" Li Zetian asked.
The old man did not speak.
Li Zetian thought he was deaf, so he raised his voice and asked again.
At this time, he spoke.
"Hello, I don't have the back of my ear, I can hear you clearly!"
Li Zetian moved a stool for the old man to sit down and asked, "Is something wrong?"
The old man said slowly, "Is this a school that teaches Chinese and learns to write Chinese characters?"
"Yes, this is the Confucius Institute of Chinese, which specializes in teaching Chinese and writing Chinese characters! Are you planning to sign up for your junior?" Li Zetian asked.
The old man shook his head, placed a black leather bag on the table, and opened the zipper.
Li Zetian noticed that all the things in the black leather bag were US dollars, a lot of dollars, at least more than one hundred thousand dollars.
Li Zetian was immediately puzzled, and he said to the old man: "The tuition fee for registration is very cheap, as long as it is only 200 US dollars, there is no need to bring so much money. And it is very dangerous for you to go out alone with so much money. Next time you must have it. Just be accompanied by your relatives!"
"I'm not here to sign up, I'm here to donate this money to the school!"
"Old man, the money in this bag is less than $100,000. Are you sure you want to donate?" Li Zetian was very surprised.
The old man laughed and replied in a very positive tone: "I'm sure!!!"
The old man's clothes were not only old, but also patched. At first glance, he knew that he was not a rich man, but Li Zetian was very surprised to donate so much money all of a sudden!
The old man started talking to himself.
"My name is Zhang Defa. Seventy years ago, I came to the United States when I was only 6 years old. I did a lot of work, begging for food, picking up garbage, riding a tricycle, coal miner, railroad worker, dishwashing, construction worker, restaurant Waiter... As long as it is something I can do, I will do it! I do not steal or rob, although I earn less, but I am happy. The only thing is, I miss my motherland, my hometown, and everyone in my hometown. A relative! Having lived all my life, I think the biggest regret in my life is that I did not learn the language of my motherland! Now that I am old and unable to learn it, I hope that I can help those compatriots who want to learn the language of the motherland. So I decided to donate all the money I have earned in my life to help those compatriots who can't pay the tuition..."
After listening to the old man's words, Li Zetian couldn't help being moved!
PS: Is the writing bad? It feels like no one is watching... woohoo, another chapter at night