Lin Nianhe’s mishap had indeed perturbed the Lin Family.
Actually, Mr. Lin knew about it the very night it happened—how else could Uncle Zhang’s gossip have spread so quickly?
Mr. Lin was so furious that he was itching to do sothing about it, yet it was inconvenient for him to step in directly.
So he sat in his office with a dark expression on his face.
Hence, Lin Nianhe received Elder Ji’s personal attention, obvious favoritism, and support from Minister Huang, and even those who had previously been critical of the feasibility of the tutoring school were now tacitly accepting.
Was it because they believed she would do a good job?
Of course not.
The truth was, no one knew what the tutoring school would turn out to be like or how effective it could be. It was more about placating Mr. Lin rather than helping her.
Comrade Old Lin sulked in his office for two days, and for his daughter, it paved a smooth, wide road.
With Comrade Old Lin having moved past it, Xiao Lin wasn’t so constrained.
Lin Huai Zhou requested the task of conducting searches within a five-mile radius around Peking University, heading straight for the alley where courtyard number 88 was located.
"Wait a minute, Commander Lin, pay attention to the impact this will have."
Lin Nianhe realized what her brother was up to, hurriedly caught up with him, and whispered, "I wasn’t really taken advantage of, really, so please control your emotions, just restrain them a bit."
Looking at his worried sister, Lin Huai Zhou rubbed her head affectionately, "I have been restraining my emotions and being mindful of the impact already; otherwise, I would have brought two thousand n to help you maintain order."
Lin Nianhe imagined that scene...
"Don’t even think about it—a popsicle treat for each would cost us two hundred yuan."
Lin Huai Zhou couldn’t help but smile, tapping on her head, "What are you daydreaming about? Okay then, go about your business. Tonight, call up all your classmates and teachers, I’m treating you all to dinner."
"Then please, just take it easy, okay?" Lin Nianhe said, covering her forehead with a warning.
"I know, I have a sense of proportion."
Lin Nianhe watched her sensible brother, Lin Huai Zhou, walk away. After a while, she suddenly realized:
"When did I ever play the fool?"
...
Lin Huai Zhou was indeed very controlled in his emotions, always smiling as he worked.
He verified all the reports, issuing judgnts and penalties as needed, and personally accompanied the perpetrator to apologize door-to-door.
His deanor was extrely friendly, his thods swift and decisive.
...
Lin Huai Zhou had wanted to treat everyone to dinner today, but the long queue in the alley continued until sunset.
Many parents had co to inquire after getting off work; as a result, the line grew even longer, stretching out onto the main road.
With so many people, there was no way to close up shop; they had to grit their teeth and keep working.
Lin Huai Zhou had soone buy a hearty dinner, and they ate in shifts.
"Nianhe, we’re almost out of spots," Wang Shui ca over, wiping sweat, "Out of 1200 spots, a thousand have already been taken."
One thousand two hundred spots might sound like a lot, but compared to Beijing’s resident population of over eight million this year, it’s like a single grain of rice in a rice pot.
While others’ business might start with a lucky streak, Lin Nianhe’s was like being in full fla from the get-go and not even a high-pressure water hose could put it out.
"By now there should be three fewer spots just while we are talking," Lin Nianhe, her voice a bit hoarse, frowned as she sipped water brewed with Fritillaria bulbs.
"Right, so what should we do?" Wang Shui reminded her, "After waiting so long, if people are told there are no spots left, they are bound to cause a commotion."
After pondering for a mont, Lin Nianhe called out loudly: "Zhou Li!"
Zhou Li quickly stepped in: "What’s up?"
"There are less than two hundred spots remaining, how many are still in line outside?"
"Who can keep track of all these people? Looks to there are more than at the train station during the New Year."
Lin Nianhe frowned slightly and said, "Think of a solution, tell them the news as tactfully as possible, so they stop lining up."
Zhou Li’s eyes widened, "Sister, are you joking with ? If this news gets out, won’t they flatten the whole alley?"
"Then add one more sentence, say that today’s group is the first batch, and the next batch will start in half a month."
"Alright, I’ll go tell them."
The first liaison left with a furrowed brow.
Wang Shui looked at Lin Nianhe, "Still buying a house?"
"Mhm."
Lin Nianhe hastily replied, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed Mr. Lin’s number.
"Hello, I am Lin Binghui."
"Dad, it’s , I’m going to buy a building, preferably close to a university."
Mr. Lin: "..."
His daughter really dares to do big things...
Mr. Lin fell silent for three minutes, then said, "Co ho tonight, we’ll talk in detail."
"Okay, but it’ll be late."
"That’s fine."
...
After Zhou Li tactfully inford them that there were only two hundred seats left in the classroom, parents who were still hesitating to sign up made up their minds, and the sign-up process quickened; while parents on the right side who were still watching regretted—not enough ti to switch lines now!
The last two hundred contracts were signed, and Courtyard No. 88 closed its main gate, but the parents in the alley did not want to leave just yet.
"If I’d known, I would have taken the morning off to co..."
"With so many signing up, it should be fine..."
"No worries, the next batch is in half a month, we’ll co earlier next ti..."
Parents exchanged opinions, and so even exchanged addresses, hoping to let their children study together in the next half month.
Staff inside Courtyard No. 88, who had been busy all day, dispersed. They had thought it would be a long battle, but everything ended in just one day.
Lin Nianhe repeatedly thanked everyone and saw them off before leaving with Su Yuncheng in Lin Huai Zhou’s car back to the compound.
Aunt Lin and Mr. Lin were both at ho. Seeing them return, Aunt Lin imdiately stood up, "You two rest for a while, I’ll go make you so food."
"Thank you, mom."
Lin Nianhe said in a hoarse voice and flopped onto the sofa, not even wanting to blink.
Seeing his daughter so fatigued, Mr. Lin felt a surge of sympathy and quickly poured her a glass of water, "Daughter, how did it go? Smoothly?"
"So smooth, it’s a bit ridiculous," Lin Nianhe sipped the water and replied, "Twelve hundred spots, all gone today."
"Ah?" Mr. Lin was also shocked.
Lin Huai Zhou and Su Yuncheng sat down silently. Unlike Lin Nianhe, they had to pour their own water.
Lin Nianhe struggled to look at Mr. Lin and said, "I was forced to do it, announced that we’ll open another batch of spots in half a month, so dad, I need a location for the school."
Mr. Lin frowned slightly and asked softly, "Can you handle it? This is a school, you can’t muddle through and delay people’s futures."
Lin Nianhe candidly responded, "No matter how many people there are, I’ll only be managing about a dozen, just like you—you didn’t need to convey ssages personally to tens of thousands of people back in the day."
Mr. Lin laughed, "You do have a way with analogies."
"Heh heh, like father, like daughter," Lin Nianhe sipped her water in small swigs, "But I’ve thought about it, even the biggest house I buy can’t fit hundreds of thousands of people, so I can’t do this all by myself."
"How so?"
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