"Please come in."
"Huh? Lao Yang hasn't gone back yet? Do you have any business with me so late?"
An old man in Chinese tunic suit was writing something on the table.
The old man has a ruddy complexion and his silver-white hair is meticulously combed. He obviously pays great attention to maintenance.
This old man is none other than the current principal of Zhicai Middle School, Zhang Changjiang.
Zhang Changjiang raised his head and glanced at Yang Daoshen, then continued writing with his head down.
Yang Daoshen took the stack of paper and came directly to Zhang Changjiang.
"Principal, I, Lao Yang Zaizhi, have only been here for so many years, and it seems that I have never come to ask you for help. This time I went out of my way to ask the principal for a favor."
"Oh? You can actually ask our Teacher Yang for help. Who knows?"
"No one invited me, but I became interested in talents."
Yang Daoshen handed the stack of paper to Zhang Changjiang and said with a smile: "Principal, look, this is something written by a student named Ye Hong in my class.
He is only 16 years old and has huge potential!
That’s why I came to you, the principal, to ask you to reserve an admission spot at Jiangsu University for Ye Hong! "
Zhang Changjiang frowned, stopped writing, picked up the reading glasses on the side, and looked at Ye Hong's answer carefully.
After a long time, Zhang Changjiang put down the stack of papers and sighed: "Old Yang, it's not like you don't know that Jiang Da's recommended quotas are extremely precious. There are only two in a year!"
"Principal, of course I know that, so I came to make an appointment with you in advance while Ye Hong was still in his first year of high school."
Zhang Changjiang tapped his fingers on the table and said thoughtfully: "But Ye Hong, who currently only shows extraordinary mathematical ability, is able to go to Jiangsu University. He is a talent who needs to be fully developed."
"With this kind of talent, no matter what subject you study, it's the same!"
"As you said, Ye Hong is only a freshman in high school. Why don't you keep a closer look?"
Yang Daoshen immediately said eagerly: "But the principal."
"Okay, Lao Yang, go home and eat early. I'll be leaving soon."
Seeing Zhang Changjiang's determination, Yang Daoshen could only sigh slightly and exit the principal's office.
"Jingle Bell-"
The phone on the table rang, and Zhang Changjiang picked it up directly.
"Director Ouyang! Hello, hello."
"What? Jiang Da's recommendation quota?"
"No problem, no problem! I'll definitely keep it for you, don't worry!"
Yang Daoshen outside the door shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"I originally wanted to do something practical before retiring, but it seems that you, Ye Hong, are not so lucky!"
At this time, Ye Hong didn't know that he had missed a direct train to Jiangnan University, the highest university in Jiangnan Province.
He looked dumbfounded at the long queue outside the night snack bar.
Almost all the neighbors lined up outside the store.
Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying had to explain one by one: "The Supreme Beef Noodles are only available on weekends!"
But this explanation is obviously weak.
Beef Guo took the lead and shouted: "Brother Yexiao, Sister Xiaoying, this is because you are being unkind. Why do you have to hide the good stuff and let everyone taste it together!"
"That's right!"
“We’ve all heard that your store made Brother Na Biao docile with just a bowl of beef noodles!
Is it really that magical? "
Yexiao and An Xiaoying could only keep smiling bitterly.
Ye Hong didn't know whether to laugh or cry after learning the cause and effect.
Thanks to the publicity of Kang Debiao and the brothers, the Supreme Beef Noodles of Night Food Snack Bar has become famous overnight.
Naturally, the first batch of people who came to try it out were the neighbors on this street.
Ye Hong came to the crowd while thinking about a solution.
(End of chapter)