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Chapter 395 Cleansing the Disgrace_1

Chapter 395: Chapter 395 Cleansing the Disgrace_1

Upon reaching the garage, Tang Yuchan took advantage of Mr. Hu being busy with something else and secretly pulled Shen Dong aside, "Once a private school scales up, the profits..."

"There should be one or two acts of great chivalry, don’t you think?" Shen Dong blurted out what he learned from Mr. Hu.

Tang Yuchan didn’t respond, casually flipping her long hair.

With her unhurried strides, she entered the garage, "To do it for free, there’ll never be a shortage of students; this place is still too small. How about we section off a piece of land?"

As she spoke, Tang Yuchan’s eyes sparkled brilliantly and she quickly changed the subject, "How about we work hard to turn free private tutoring into a project? You have no idea how expensive accompanying a child to school can be, the school district houses in Jing City can cost thirty thousand per square meter."

"Muddled." Shen Dong was truly startled and exclaimed, "Are you serious?"

"If we’re going to do it, let’s make some noise," Tang Yuchan stated, her eyes seething with righteous indignation as she critiqued openly, "What’s with all the private tutoring and charging fees within the schools?"

"Even accepting gifts to determine seating, the front-row students pay two thousand for a term, it’s like a precious gem; if they don’t renew, they get moved to the back instantly."

"Isn’t that outrageous?" Shen Dong had never seen such things before.

Tang Yuchan’s mouth curved upwards in cynicism, "Not outrageous at all. A while back, I went with my aunt to pick up my sister from school, and that teacher was particularly enthusiastic, even adding at the end, ’Hey, your family is in the furniture business, right? We’re refurbishing our home these days...’"

"With the conversation at that point, what could my aunt say? She sent over a set of furniture that very night."

"That’s even possible?"

"How do you feel about this place? Do you have the confidence?"

"Ah..." Mr. Hu burst out, because he wanted to prove the school was blind, to cleanse the shame, but he had never thought about doing something so grandiose.

"But, but we don’t have that many teachers either."

"There are many who are dissatisfied with the system yet harbor dreams," Tang Yuchan gestured for Shen Dong to be quiet and walked to the center of the garage, "A dormitory building in the school district wouldn’t be bad."

Shen Dong was a bit shocked; a dormitory building in the school district, had Tang Yuchan gone mad?

The future school district properties, mere pocket-sized spaces would be worth thousands, setting up a dormitory building in the school district would cost a fortune, wouldn’t it?

Tang Yuchan was not joking at all; after taking a quick tour around the garage, she turned back to ask Mr. Hu, "Buy this garage, get in touch with a few similar warehouses, divide them according to the six-person dorm standard, and turn each into a separate study area with reading corners."

"Charge for lodging and food based on the local boarding students’ average standard, and charge extra for additional services like laundry."

"That’s all for now, thank you for the trouble, Mr. Hu."

Once finished, Tang Yuchan pulled Shen Dong away. When they were far enough, she chastised him like an elder, "There must be a line between the decision-makers and the executors, you can’t mix personal emotions into it."

Shen Dong really wasn’t in the mood to debate this with Tang Yuchan; he was puzzled, "You’re not seriously considering setting up a dormitory in the school district, are you?"

"Isn’t that what you said, that we should have two acts of great chivalry?" Tang Yuchan spoke as if it were only natural, she was truly moved by those words, which perfectly echoed the saying: ’Light as a feather, heavy as Mount Tai.’

Shen Dong was momentarily lost for words, giving Tang Yuchan a thumbs-up, "Okay, I’ll join the tycoon’s daughter in her madness, let’s do it!"

As they were infused with righteous energy, Qian Fangjun’s call came through, "Mr. Shen, were you looking for me?"

"Have you left school?" Shen Dong glanced at the time on Tang Yuchan’s wrist, truly scared that Qian Fangjun might be skipping school, "I’ll be waiting for you at Silver Moonlight, bring Zhang Bin along."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yuchan asked in confusion, "Are you really taking him out to eat?"

"I’m not taking him out to eat shit!"

Images of Zhang Bin’s smug face flashed through Shen Dong’s mind, why should the person who caused harm walk free?

Power, stature, wealth.

Zhang Bin also didn’t know whose power he was relying on. Upon seeing Shen Dong, he spoke with arrogant disdain, "What, you want to have another round of talks with me?"

"Who dares, Zhou Wenbin!" Shen Dong yelled out.

"Huh." Zhang Bin thought there was going to be a fight and flicked dandruff off his shoulder, lazily lifting his eyelids with a challenge, "I’m standing right here, you touch me, and I guarantee you, you wouldn’t keep a single business in Hai City."

Zhou Wenbin became more compliant too, casting a disdainful glance at Zhang Bin, politely saying, "Mr. Shen, your orders?"

"Get two hundred thousand in cash."

Upon hearing two hundred thousand, Zhang Bin’s eyes gleamed, and without a word, he sat opposite Shen Dong, "Mr. Hu takes responsibility for his own actions. This isn’t my fault, and I have no real power, at most I can only say a few words."

"You can speak for Mr. Hu?" Shen Dong’s expression exaggerated, neck craning forward as he stared wide-eyed at Zhang Bin.

Zhang Bin tossed his head arrogantly and said, "It’s not going to be easy to have a word, after all, big figures aren’t so easy to meet."

"Quick, serve the good tea!"

Upon Shen Dong’s clamor, Zhang Bin’s smile grew more complacent as he waved at Shen Dong, "You are indeed the bourgeoisie, well-played."

Zhou Wenbin moved fast, and in no time, he returned with a plastic bag full of money, tossing it onto the table, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Biao just happens to need money, eight hundred thousand."

"Put it on the table." Shen Dong casually picked up a toothpick, pointing at the table.

Before Zhou Wenbin made a move, Zhang Bin stood up first, "Don’t, it’s getting wet..."

The fool still thought the money was for him, looking at the way he was guarding it, Shen Dong revealed a faint cold smile.

"It’s none of your business, piss off!" Having been with Shen Dong for a long time, Zhou Wenbin knew exactly what was happening just by looking at his eyes.

He pushed Zhang Bin aside, tore open the plastic bag, and with a swoosh, red and blue hundred-yuan notes covered the table.

Shen Dong ’spat’ contemptuously, casually tossing the toothpick at Zhang Bin, "Your monthly salary, is it eighteen hundred?"

Zhang Bin was stunned, staring at the table full of money, as if he had gone deaf.

Shen Dong casually pulled out a stack about two thousand in value and flicked it toward Zhang Bin like petals scattered by a goddess.

"What are you doing?"

"Kneel."

"Fart, you think..."

Before Zhang Bin could finish his proud proclamation, Shen Dong threw another stack of money at him, "Kneel."

"Hah." Zhang Bin shook his head stubbornly in defiance and turned back, pointing at Shen Dong with his hand, "You think you’re..."

Smack, five or six thousand left from ten thousand, Shen Dong flung it directly at him, "Are you kneeling or not?"

"You..."

Smack! Ten thousand thrown straight at him, "Are you kneeling or not?"

Zhang Bin’s expression was a sight to see, his pupils spinning like a whirligig, his rebuttal growing weaker and weaker.

Shen Dong picked up two stacks of money, chuckling coldly, "Don’t overthink it, I’m just curious to see how much you, who attack Mr. Hu with such noble words, are worth."

Swish, he threw two more stacks of money over, Zhang Bin reflexively reached out and caught them.

With the two stacks of money in hand, Zhang Bin clenched his fist as if wanting to smash them at Shen Dong but then retracted his hand.

Seeing this scene, Shen Dong laughed.

He spoke in an extremely cold tone as if looking at an insect, "By scheming and plotting to drive Mr. Hu away, do you think you’ll do better? He would have a car.