At noon, several people went to the government office again, but still failed to see the county magistrate.

According to the reply from the officer, it was said that the county magistrate had an old friend visiting and had no time to meet guests for the time being, so he asked them to wait a little longer.

This wait took a whole day.

As the sky became dimming, even the officers at the door had changed several groups.

"Let's go, come again tomorrow." Wu Xuanzhi shook his head. Today was wasted.

He was actually mentally prepared for these things.

The old headmaster rubbed his hands and dispelled some cold air, but there was no choice but to nod.

"Oh, wait."

Just as they were about to leave, suddenly, a middle-aged man in a long gown came over from the side of the county government and called them.

"Master Qian."

Several officers greeted the man very politely and took a step forward.

Although the master has no official status, he is an indispensable assistant to the chief officials at all levels. To a certain extent, the master is equivalent to the spokesperson for the county magistrate outside.

"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time." As soon as Master Qian came out, he bowed his hand first, with a smile on his face.

"Today, the county magistrate is really busy with official business and can't make any free time. I'm afraid you will go for a waste of time, so I specially asked me to come and entertain some of you." He spoke very politely. If someone is not clear, he would think this person is easy to talk to.

Several people followed Mr. Qian into the house. This was a side room in the county government office, which was a place where the master and the documents were specially used to handle documents.

There was a charcoal basin inside the house, and it was burning strongly at this moment. As soon as I entered the house, I felt a heat covered my whole body, warm and comfortable.

After the sun was gone in the afternoon, the temperature outside was still very cold. Especially when a few people had nothing to do, they could only dry and blow the cold wind, which made them even more uncomfortable.

"I have heard from you guys before. Let's do this, I won't go around in circles with you. If you want to start a kindergarten tutoring bureau, we are fully supporting you." Mr. Qian found a seat and sat down, took a sip of tea, and said slowly.

"We will feel at ease if you have these words from an adult." The old headmaster breathed a sigh of relief, and he felt a little more grateful to Master Qian.

In his expectation, it would be fast to handle this matter within half a month.

"By the way, have you ever organized a kindergarten or a nursery school before?" Mr. Qian nodded and suddenly asked.

His question made the old headmaster stunned. When he was performing the show, where did he do this?

"I haven't done it before, but we will hire professional nannies to take care of the children. This is the matter..." The old headmaster hesitated for a while before explaining.

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his words, Mr. Qian suddenly slapped the table. This sound came suddenly, which scared the old headmaster.

"How important is it to raise and raise children? This matter is related to the foundation of the country. If you are not careful, the child will easily die. I know that you are going to do good deeds, but you cannot waste your child's life in this way and be the rank of your own fame." Mr. Qian was angry and scolded loudly.

When he scolded him, the old head master's head buzzed and there was a moment of blank space.

"I thought you didn't do this on purpose, let's forget it this time." After cursing, Master Qian's voice eased.

"However, you can't manage this kindergarten. This matter must be done by the government to select suitable talents from the city or other places." Mr. Qian looked at the old headmaster and said seriously.

Although the old headmaster is experienced, he was forced to defeat the army in a few strokes in front of such an experienced official.

Moreover, the status of both parties is naturally unequal, and no matter what explanation you make, you will be rejected.

"You keep the donated money. When the Fuqing Bureau is established, your Deming Opera Troupe will still be ranked first on the merit monument established by the government." Master Qian lowered his head and drank tea, but his eyes quietly passed by everyone, and he couldn't help but feel funny in his heart.

Now the times have changed. Even actors who sing opera can do charity and invite fame. In a few years, I am afraid that the bitch who is in the corpse will come out to set up a archway.

"This..." The old headmaster hesitated. The money was not a small amount. He was really worried that he would just hand it over to the government.

Nowadays, everyone has seen what kind of virtue the government has.

"We don't take so much money with us. We will send someone to deliver it tomorrow, or you may send someone to our place to pick it up." Wu Xuanzhi's eyes did not have any emotional fluctuations, but if you look closely, you will find that the pupils of his left and right eyes were slightly different.

The left eye is gray and the right eye is red.

The left eye represents the path of animal birth, and the right eye represents the path of hungry ghosts.

"Hahaha, this little brother is still speaking with ease. Let's do this. You have been tired for a day today. I'll just ask you to go to your place to pick it up tomorrow. However, before you leave today, please sign the donated documents. Although I believe you, the program will still be gone."

Master Qian smiled and took out a document from the desk and pushed it to several people.

He was very calculating. As long as he wrote it clearly in the document in black and white, he would not be afraid that these people would be robbed of the debt.

Do you dare to rely on the government’s accounts? Even if you think you are too old.

There was no choice but to take a step forward and sign his name, but Master Qian still refused to give up and asked him to press a handprint before giving up.

When I got out of the county government, a cold wind blew, which also blew away some chaos in the old headmaster's heart.

In that hall, he was repeatedly oppressed by Master Qian, and there was almost no room for thinking.

"Sir, this money is probably a meat bun to beat a dog." His expression was bitter and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Just because of Master Qian’s performance today, if one-fifth of this money can be used in the care of the kindergarten, it would be considered that this person is virtuous and ethical.

Wu Xuanzhi didn't say anything, but just walked in front.

In the evening, the city of Bazhou was dark and almost invisible. The light that was occasionally leaked was also the lanterns hanging at the doors of restaurants, restaurants, or wealthy families.

His chest was so stuffy that under the darkness, his two eyeballs climbed out of his eye sockets.

And his forehead slowly cracked a gap, revealing the red flesh and blood inside, and the third eye that had not yet been completely transformed.

At this moment, his gaze seemed to break through the limitations of space.

The surrounding environment is distorted and distorted, and infinite amounts of information are poured backwards, forming a large number of images and imprinting them into his mind.

He "sees" the servants who pushed the people, "sees" the moody Master Qian, and "sees" the county magistrate who had never appeared.

Everyone was whispering, and everyone had strange and greedy smiles on their faces.

These officials are really like hungry ghosts.
Chapter completed!