Rebirth of the Entrepreneurship Era

In the past two days, Lin Tianyi has really counted money to the point of softness.

As of Tuesday afternoon, the number of students enrolled in her Philharmonic training has exceeded 3,000.

Lin Tianjie was too busy to fight with his sister, and often he was too busy to even have time to smoke.

At around 4:40 in the afternoon, the students in the elementary class of Philharmonic Training began to come to the classroom one after another, accompanied by their parents, to prepare for the five o'clock class.

At this time, Hu Bingwen followed Xu Daqiang from the security team to Lin Tianyi's registration office.

"Hi, do you want to enroll your child in English?"

Lin Tianyi has a sales-like enthusiastic smile on her face. In her eyes, every adult who comes here now is a walking RMB.

At this time, Xu Daqiang used the Yingzhou dialect, and spoke the lines that had been discussed a long time ago: "There are several children in the family who want to learn English. I heard that your teacher is very good, so I brought the old man over to learn about it."

Lin Tianyi said with a smile: "Then you have found the right one. Our teacher is unmatched by anyone in Yingzhou. Her undergraduate and master's degrees were both studied at the best foreign language university in China. She is an absolute authority in English!"

At this time, Hu Bingwen was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the piles of graduation certificates and award certificates mounted on the wall, his face became more and more ugly.

In his opinion, this fraud was too substandard, even too daring!

The graduation certificate with Ma Mingming's name and Ma Mingming's photo on it is not a template at all with the current graduation certificate of China International Studies University!

Lin Tianyi didn't know Hu Bingwen's background, and still proudly introduced: "We have now enrolled more than 3,000 people, and there are not many places left. You must make a decision quickly."

"Breakthrough 3,000 people?"

Hu Bingwen was stunned.

You liar, you recruited more than 3,000 students under the name of China Overseas? ! You are simply insane!

At this time, Li Yunhui and others also walked in, pretending to take a casual look.

Just as Lin Tianyi was about to greet them, Xu Daqiang hurriedly attracted her attention and said, "We have a lot of children in this big family. There are four in elementary school alone, three in junior high school, and three in high school. The children are learning English well, so I want to know more about it.”

After speaking, Xu Daqiang asked again: "By the way, are you going to class?"

Lin Tianyi nodded and said, "The elementary class starts at five o'clock."

Xu Daqiang asked: "Can we let our old man sit in? He likes to do everything by himself. If he is satisfied, we will sign up directly."

Lin Tianyi didn't think much about it, her classroom was very big, so it didn't matter if she moved a chair and let the old man go in and listen.

After all, it is a big customer!

She didn't believe that the old man could hear anything good.

So she nodded and said, "Since the old man wants to listen in, I'll ask someone to move a chair for him!"

When Hu Bingwen sat down behind a group of primary school students, Ma Mingming was preparing lesson plans in the empty classroom next door.

She doesn't understand PPT, and she doesn't know how to make courseware, so she wrote a rough lesson plan by herself according to the usual way of class, and prepared it for use in lectures.

Ma Mingming's English skills are limited, and his teaching skills are even more limited.

The school for the children of state-owned enterprises she was in before was very foolish as a whole, the teaching level was very low, and the teachers had mixed jobs, and there was no motivation to improve.

In order to re-employ disabled employees who suffered work-related injuries, her school even sent a lame student to a school for his children and became a primary school Chinese teacher.

As for the teacher qualification certificate, it does not exist at all. The children's school is now completely managed by the state-owned enterprise itself, and it is not under the jurisdiction of the Education Bureau at all.

Moreover, state-owned enterprises do not think there is any problem in letting a disabled employee become a language teacher.

Because they feel that elementary school Chinese is so simple, as long as they are not illiterate and can teach pinyin, it is enough to follow the lesson plans for the rest of the class.

In the words of the school leaders, who teaches Chinese in primary schools?

It is this kind of teaching atmosphere that makes Ma Mingming himself relatively perfunctory in teaching work. The previous work experience did not bring her any useful things, but instead gave her a lot of bad habits.

At exactly five o'clock, more than a hundred children were seated in the classroom. Ma Mingming tidied up his appearance and walked into the classroom.

After entering the classroom, she found not only a group of children, but also an old man in the last corner of the classroom.

She thought the old man might be the student's parent, so she didn't take it to heart.

When the class officially started, Ma Mingming introduced herself to everyone with a smile. She just said a few basic English sentences, and Hu Bingwen was outraged.

This Ma Mingming's English, with a strong taste of Qilu dialect, sounds really sour.

The point is, there is still a certificate of Ma Mingming winning the first prize in the Zhonghai Oral English Contest on the outer wall. Isn’t this too ironic?

What makes Hu Bingwen even more unacceptable is that Ma Mingming's lectures are so special that they are completely unfocused and irrelevant, as if he is coaxing children to play.

Hu Bingwen only listened for a few minutes, and his face was livid.

This is simply misleading the younger generation!

Hu Bingwen stood up angrily, and walked away directly.

Ma Mingming on the podium was a little puzzled, why did the old man behind him leave? He can't understand English, can he?

But forget about him, I'd better deal with this class first and then talk about it.

Just as Hu Bingwen came out of the classroom with an angry face, Xu Daqiang rushed up to meet him and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Hu, what's wrong with you?"

Hu Bingwen couldn't hide his anger, but he managed not to attack, waved his hand to Xu Daqiang, and said one word: "Let's go."

Xu Daqiang nodded, and followed Hu Bingwen to go down the stairs.

Lin Tianyi hurriedly asked: "Master, do you think the price is too expensive?"

Hu Bingwen ignored her and went down the stairs without looking back, Xu Daqiang hurriedly followed.

Lin Tianyi felt a little baffled, and wanted to stop her for a while longer, but Hu Bingwen had already gone downstairs.

He was so pissed off by this training institution, he had never seen someone so blatantly misleading his children after living for so many years.

And the most exasperating thing is that it recruited more than 3,000 students!

With the level of rubbish that Ma obviously pretended to be, wouldn't China Overseas become a stinky shit in the eyes of these more than 3,000 students in the future?

After a while, Li Yunhui and others also came out, he hurriedly asked Hu Bingwen: "Mr. Hu, why did you leave all of a sudden?"

Hu Bingwen said angrily: "It's really too much. I can bear selling dog meat, but I really can't bear them selling dog shit!"

As soon as Li Yunhui heard this, he knew that the quality of teaching inside was definitely poor to the extreme.

So, he hurriedly said: "Mr. Hu, we have taken pictures of the fake academic qualifications they showed, so don't get too angry. Let's go directly to the media tomorrow to break the news!"

"Hmm..." Hu Bingwen sighed, and said, "Go back to the hotel first, I'll do something."

Li Yunhui asked curiously: "Are you going to find that genius?"

"Yes." Hu Bingwen nodded and said, "He must be poached here."

Li Yunhui was afraid that he was not familiar with Yingzhou, so he wanted Xu Daqiang to accompany him, but he refused.

Afterwards, Hu Bingwen went directly to the side of the road, stopped a taxi, and went to Yingzhou No. 3 Middle School.

When he arrived at No. 3 Middle School, he first asked the guard to inquire about the principal's office.

When the doorman saw that it was an old man who looked like a scholar, not only did he not stop him, he even told him the location of the principal's office.

Hu Bingwen thanked him, walked swiftly to the principal's office of No. 3 Middle School, and knocked on the door.

A middle-aged woman opened the door and asked him curiously, "Mr., what do you do?"

Hu Bingwen asked politely: "Are you the principal of our No. 3 Middle School?"

The headmaster nodded and asked, "Are you?"

Hu Bingwen hurriedly took out his ID and said, "Hi, sorry to bother you, my name is Hu Bingwen, and I am the vice dean of the English School of China International Studies University."

The principal of No. 3 Middle School took a look at Hu Bingwen's ID, and was confused.

The deputy dean of the 211 key university came to No. 3 Middle School, a junior high school, what was he going to do?

She said nervously: "Oh, hello, Dean Hu, please come in, please come in!"

Hu Bingwen asked politely: "Hi principal, may I ask your surname?"

"Miangui's surname is Huang. My name is Huang Ling. You can call me Xiao Huang."

Hu Bingwen said, "Hello, Principal Huang."

Huang Ling hurriedly waved her hand: "You are welcome, I wonder what you are doing in our Yingzhou No. 3 Middle School?"

When Huang Ling asked this question, she also guessed several possibilities in her heart.

For example, is he here to engage in some student-aid activities?

Will you set up a support group with the No. 3 Middle School, and arrange a few high-achieving students from China Overseas for the No. 3 Middle School to come to the No. 3 Middle School for internships, or to give lectures and the like?

At this time, Hu Bingwen said: "Principal Huang, I am here this time to inquire about a student in our school!"