But he still appreciates the upward momentum in his bones.

"You are Qiao Yicheng, right?"

Xu Dongqing was the first to speak.

Let the young man sit across from you.

"Hmm."

"I was introduced by Aunt Wen. My grades before the college entrance examination were very good. I was the top scholar in liberal arts back then, and now I am a student in the normal school." Qiao Yicheng was a little reserved.

The young man does seem to have a little inferiority complex.

This has something to do with the original family.

Xu Dongqing also watched this TV show back then: the children of the Qiao family gave a tear-jerking interpretation of a family's thirty years.

Nodding lightly.

"I see that you are a very down-to-earth young man. Then give my child tutoring lessons tomorrow. This is a month's tuition fee." Xu Dongqing took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket.

Put it on the table.

"Too many."

Qiao Yicheng looked at the thick stack.

They are all hundred dollar bills.

Judging by the thickness, it’s more than three thousand.

These days, the average monthly salary per capita is only about 300. If he is sweeping the streets, it will only be 70 or 80 per month. He may not be able to earn so much in a year.

"Take it first."

Xu Dongqing knocked on the table.

"If my son and daughter can get into a prestigious university, there will be other rewards. This is half a year's salary given to you in advance. You have to teach carefully, you know?"
Chapter completed!