"It's useless to beg for mercy!" Li He was so angry that his heart was still trembling. He said to Xiao Wei, "Continue hitting him."
"I was really wrong," Zhu Qiwei cried even more. What kind of person did I offend? Grandpa said that this person is a gentle teacher!
How is this a teacher!
When he saw Xiao Wei raise his right hand again, he was so scared that he shrank back. He immediately got up and quickly retreated to the side.
Xiao Wei caught up to him and lifted him up. He looked left and right and found that there was no place to hit. If he hit his left and right face again, it would really be swollen. Old Zhu's face would definitely not look good.
Suddenly, he had an idea. He twisted Zhu Weiqi's arm and pressed it hard on his back.
Zhu Weiqi let out an earth-shattering scream.
Li He asked, "Do you surrender?"
Zhu Weiqi took a deep breath. The sweat on his forehead was already dripping down. His mouth was trembling. He was finally a little scared, "I surrender, I surrender."
"The answer is too slow. Continue."
"Ah, you liar!"
Xiao Wei did the same thing and twisted his other arm.
Zhu Weiqi screamed again.
Li He asked, "Do you surrender?"
Zhu Weiqi was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to speak. He cried, "I beg you, quickly take me to the hospital, I want to go to the hospital."
"Alright, go back. No one died." Li He didn't even look at him.
Xiao Wei drove Zhu Weiqi away. He wasn't injured and couldn't walk, so he didn't need anyone to send him.
Zhu Weiqi escaped death and ran away in a panic. Xiao Wei sighed that he still hit him too lightly. The older he got, the more he knew how to distinguish between light and heavy. Old Zhu treated him well. This was Old Zhu's grandson. If he really hurt him, he wouldn't be able to explain it to Old Zhu.
When school reopened, Li He drove his van to school. When he went out to work, he used four wheels, and the motorcycle had been given to Chen Dadi.
The car stopped at the entrance of Fatty Li's restaurant. Fatty Li looked around the car, "Oh my, this is incredible. How much will it cost? I'm afraid it's not worth more than a hundred thousand."
Li He asked, "About the same. How's business recently?"
Fatty Li immediately frowned, "How's business? Don't you see how many new restaurants have opened?"
"Let's not talk about how small your restaurant is. First, it's not on the street, and second, it's not close to the road. Who has time to come all the way to eat here? It's time to change to a bigger storefront. You should throw away these things that should be thrown away," Li He said without any mercy. Fatty Li's restaurant was originally in the residential area. In the past few years, he did it secretly and really made a lot of money. However, after the policy was relaxed, the disadvantages of his restaurant were also revealed. The area was small, the grade was low, and the greasy table was enough to make people nauseous. He didn't even have the face to treat others to a meal.
Who would feel uncomfortable coming over to eat? The new restaurants opened one after another along the street. Each one was more luxurious than the other, and the price was not more expensive than Fatty Li's. Fatty Li naturally had no business.
"Then I will think of another way."
In the spring semester of 1987, Li He suddenly felt that he had entered another era. After experiencing various "hot" in the past few years, such as "modernism", "humanity alienation", "concept renewal", "modern consciousness", etc., bell-bottomed pants and aviator sunglasses seemed to be gradually accepted by people.
Many people were still eager to understand the outside world. Many manuscripts had also been published publicly from underground. The students read "Lady Chatterley's Lover" and "La Traviata" in class. Li He just smiled. The team of old drivers would grow stronger sooner or later.
When he had read La Traviata, he had read it as a form of physiological enlightenment. Who would have cared about the twists and turns of the love story? In terms of twists and turns, Cui Yingying and Du Shiniang were miles ahead of the socialite Marguerite. Therefore, he skipped over the bad parts in the story and specifically looked for the plots that made people's imaginations run wild. He often complained that the description was not detailed enough.
Spring was coming, and there were more seasonal dreams …
Liu Yibo and his wife wandered around the dormitory building, which was a bit of an eyesore. Their happiness had to be built on the pain of others.
Li He helped the couple move, and his van played a role. Liu Yibo didn't have much luggage, but he had a lot of books. Like Mu Yan, he liked to buy books, and the van was full of books.
Liu Yibo said, "I feel more at ease when I'm far away from you, my creditor."
The couple rented a house near the school. It was quite large, but it was too old.
At noon, they didn't eat out because of the principle of frugality. Liu Yibo's wife, Jiang Yan, cooked, and the men chatted in the living room.
Li He said, "Don't wait for the school to allocate a house. Hurry up and save money to buy a house."
He was also kindly reminding them that after a few years, they might not be able to afford it. At least the salary of one or two hundred yuan was still very scary for a house of two or three thousand yuan per square meter. At the end of the eighties, the People's Daily had specially published an article to prove the house prices in Pujiang. An ordinary worker would need to work for a hundred years before they could afford it.
Liu Yibo said, "No, I'll pay you back first. I don't feel comfortable living in debt."
"No need, I don't need your money for now. You don't have to rush to pay me back. Look at the city now, isn't there not enough people to live in? They are still expanding the satellite cities. What does this mean? It means that property will become a scarce commodity sooner or later. It's better to save money to buy a house. In the future, property prices will definitely rise. You won't suffer a loss if you buy it, and you won't be fooled. "Li He said to Mu Yan and the others," Hurry up and buy it when you have money. "
He tried his best to persuade the people around him to buy a house, and made an indelible contribution to the capital's property prices!
Mu Yan said, "In the future, the school will also allocate houses. It's just a matter of time. Even if you buy it, you won't be able to use it."
These people would be the backbone of the school and the elites of society in the future.
"Allocate houses?" Li He felt that Mu Yan and the others had become a little otherworldly in the study house. He said bluntly, "The grading system is very clear. You can calculate how many years you have to save up before you can get a house. Many old professors are still living in their old houses. There are only a few tube-shaped apartments, but they are still full. Take the building we're living in now. A single room is about ten square meters. Now, people are squeezing in. Those with families are squeezing into ten square meters. It's fine if we're alone, but they're a family. "
The welfare housing allocation system had clear rules. The housing allocation would be strictly ranked based on comprehensive grading. The grading rules took into account the staff's position, professional title, age, working years, educational background, family members, and other comprehensive factors. Only when they reached a certain score could they be allocated the corresponding housing.
Obviously, Mu Yan and the others, including Li He, didn't meet the requirements of the housing allocation system. They all had to put in a lot of effort.
Meng Jianguo said, "That's the truth. According to you, we won't have a chance to get a house before we're forty or fifty?"
Li Ke pondered for a while and smiled. "It seems that we really don't have a chance."
Mu Yan said, "Then let's buy one. Let's work hard as a teaching assistant. Once we get the money, buying a house won't be a problem."
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