The Boss Is So Fierce

Early the next morning, Tang Zhi went downstairs to the cafeteria for breakfast with his hiking bag on his back.

Sun Yutong had already arrived, and he greeted her when he saw her, "Junior sister, here."

Tang Zhi gathered up his clothes and walked over.

"Senior brother, morning."

As soon as he spoke, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

Sun Yutong looked at her, "Junior sister didn't have a good rest last night? But the conditions here are not as good as in Rongcheng, and everyone is a little unaccustomed to it."

Well, she did not sleep well last night, but not because of that.

"I'm fine, I'll go to the Public Welfare Primary School later, right?"

Sun Yutong nodded, "Yes, we have contacted the school. The situation here is suitable for everyone to investigate."

"okay, I get it."

Tang Zhi took a mouthful of hot porridge, moistened his throat, and quickly finished the simple breakfast. Seeing that Sun Yutong's bowl was also empty, he slung his backpack on his right shoulder.

He got up and said, "Let's go then."

The public welfare primary school in the town is not far from the guest house, and Tang Zhi and Sun Yutong arrived soon.

It should have been greeted long ago, so Sun Yutong was greeted directly after explaining his intention.

There is a two-story teaching building with two low houses next to it. The concrete playground is just as big as a basketball court. There are two basketball hoops at both ends of the playground.

Not much stuff, but not too old either.

"Thank you for coming from afar. In the past two years, thanks to everyone's help, the children have been able to read the book smoothly."

In the office, the old principal, who was about fifty years old, shook hands and thanked them when he saw them.

Tang Zhi saw sincerity in his eyes.

With a casual glance, the office is also simple, with desks piled high with homework and textbooks.

A little messy, but true.

"You're welcome, we are just students, follow the school to see, it is not us who really help these children, but the enthusiastic people in the society."

Sun Yutong was a little embarrassed.

"I know, I know, you are students of Rongda's Department of Psychology, right?" The principal suddenly sighed.

Sun Yutong nodded, "Yes."

"Rongda..." The old principal's eyes were a little erratic, as if he was missing something, "It's been so many years."

Tang Zhi suddenly said, "You also graduated from Rongda?"

The old principal returned to his senses, smiled and shook his head, "It's all in the past."

Sun Yutong was a little shocked. He didn't expect that the principal of an elementary school in such a small town would have graduated from Rongda University.

The old principal said, "It wasn't just you who called yesterday. Some people didn't arrive. Should we wait for them or go see the children first?"

Sun Yutong knew that he should be from the second group.

This public welfare primary school is in the town, and there are many students. He is not surprised that the second group also chooses here.

After thinking about it, he said, "Then wait for them to be together. The school still has classes, so it's not good for us to interrupt many times."

The old principal smiled kindly and replied, "Okay, okay."

"I don't have anything here to entertain your young people. These wild teas are picked by the children on the mountain. You can try them."

The old principal took a pack of old tea leaves wrapped in oiled paper from the cabinet, brewed it in person, and handed it to the two of them.

Tang Zhi took the tea and said thanks.

The tea was a bit bitter in the mouth, and the taste was very strong, not what she liked, but she drank it without changing her face.

Seeing this, the old principal smiled warmly and said, "Aren't you used to drinking?"

"When I first came here, I was not used to drinking it, but after drinking it for decades, I couldn't drink any other tea."

"People, the most fearful thing in my life is to get used to the word."