The announcement of the quotas made many nod in approval, while others felt a prick in their hearts, making them extremely uncomfortable.
The most obvious among them was Zhao Yuanyang.
He detested this kind of bureaucracy the most and couldn't stand hearing these names.
Zhao Yuanyang slammed the table and immediately stood up, roaring.
"How were these quotas chosen? Is it that whoever pays more gets to go? I want to see your kindergarten leader. I want to see how you educate children!"
Wu Ziqiong also chimed in.
"Teacher Huang, our child's donation was a bit less, but that has nothing to do with participating in the family sports meet, right? This quota, why can't it give other children a chance? Isn't this a bit unfair?"
"I don't agree with what these two parents said. I think Teacher Huang did a great job! Since there's a difference in donations, it's only right to award quotas based on ranking. If we donate more, don't we deserve to enjoy some privileges? If you donate less and have the same opportunity as us, that would be the greatest injustice!" Zhao Mengxi's mother immediately stood up to retort.
Wu Ziqiong herself wasn't too fond of arguing with others.
Moreover, her husband's affair and the subsequent drama of the mistress driving out the original wife had left her feeling somewhat dejected.
Being solely responsible for caring for the elderly and the children, her body was already exhausted.
Therefore, she rarely argued with others in her daily life.
As soon as Zhao Mengxi's mother spoke, she immediately fell silent.
As for Gu Yang's father, as a grown man, he naturally felt it was inappropriate to argue with a beautiful woman like Wu Ziqiong. He turned his attention to Zhao Yuanyang, who looked like a rough construction worker.
"You are Zhao Kai's father, aren't you? May I ask what you do for a living?" Gu Yang's father asked.
"Driver, what's wrong?" Zhao Yuanyang replied.
Many parents sitting in the front rows let out snickers.
A driver, earning a few thousand at most per month, and facing the risk of unemployment at any time.
To speak so confidently, without an ounce of shame!
"Do you know what Gu Yang's father does?" Teacher Huang sneered, "Gu Yang's father is a businessman. He owns five hazardous material transport vehicles and handles business for the Yuanyang Group. He makes three million a year! Gu Yang's father, I heard you're planning to acquire a few hazardous material ships at the end of the year and take over the Yuanyang Group's shipping business, right?"
"That's right. The volume of business in shipping is greater than in land transport. I'm not like some people, content with being a mere driver," Gu Yang's father said proudly. Although he didn't name names, anyone could tell who he was referring to.
Upon hearing this, many parents immediately looked on with envy.
Earning three million a year, no one present was as wealthy as him.
"Zhao Kai's father, how much do you earn as a driver? At most, you get ten thousand, what of it? Besides, what about your network and career prospects? Can they compare to Gu Yang's father? Children are not born noble or base, but parents can create differences in their starting points! All roads lead to Rome, and some people are born in Rome, while for others, Rome is their home!" Teacher Huang, who had been displeased with Zhao Yuanyang for a long time, retorted sharply.
Zhao Yuanyang's skin was already dark, and after being provoked like this, his entire face immediately turned from dark to purple.
Damn it!
Earning three million a year and still daring to show off in front of me?
These few coppers, who are you looking down on?
And also!
Which idiot in the company is giving this guy business, and shipping too?
Dream on!
I'll cut off your land transport business first!
Just as Zhao Yuanyang was so angry that he wished he could immediately reveal his wealth and make Gu Yang's father kneel and beg for mercy, Ye Yun stood up.
"You say you have five hazardous material transport vehicles and run business for the Yuanyang Group?"
This sudden question left everyone present baffled.
What's going on?
Could it be that he saw the other party was rich and intended to find a job on the spot?
Even Gu Yang's father was completely bewildered.
Just as Teacher Huang was about to speak, Ye Yun said.
"As far as I know, the Yuanyang Group mainly sells three types of chemicals: isopropyl alcohol, acetone, and xylene, correct?"
Gu Yang's father said disdainfully.
"The Yuanyang Group sells quite a few chemicals. What's it to you? Are you trying to show off how great you are?"
Ye Yun shook his head slightly and said.
"I'm not trying to show off, I just find it hard to believe you can earn three million a year."
"Heh, are you expecting me to show you my income statement?"
"Are you sure you can earn three million a year?"
"Of course! Do you understand net profit?" Gu Yang's father said arrogantly.
"Oh, as far as I know, the cost of a single trip for a hazardous material vehicle is 30 yuan per ton for 100 kilometers, with a single trip costing three thousand yuan. After deducting fuel costs and driver wages, the net profit will not exceed 1000 yuan per vehicle. In other words, with five hazardous material vehicles, even if you ran them 365 days a year, without any breakdowns or driver rest, and not counting depreciation, you'd make at most 1.8 million a year. I don't know where your three million comes from."
Ye Yun's words were very targeted and silenced the entire classroom.
Many people looked at Ye Yun, then at Gu Yang's father.
They didn't understand, but felt impressed!
Others might not understand, but how could Gu Yang's father not?
With this calculation, five vehicles could at most earn 1.8 million a year. Where did the 3 million come from?
His face rapidly flushed.
The vehicles couldn't break down, and the workers couldn't rest.
And the vehicles couldn't be depreciated.
Even under the most perfect scenario, it was too outlandish.
Gu Yang's father subconsciously said.
"You don't understand the intricacies of our business, how would you know where my profits come from!"
"I think I have an idea. In fact, what you said about earning 3 million is true," Ye Yun said calmly. "The current price of acetone is about 8000 yuan per ton, isopropyl alcohol is 40,000 yuan, and xylene is 4000 yuan per ton. If you steal some goods during each transport, not to mention three million a year, I'd believe five million a year."
Gu Yang's father's face immediately turned pale. If he hadn't been supporting himself with his hands, he would have fallen over right then!
How could he have imagined that his biggest secret would be seen through by the person in front of him at a glance?
From Ye Yun's eyes, he saw a hint of "you're finished."
But Gu Yang's father couldn't refute it at this moment.
Because he knew very well that what the other party said was the truth!
But this was a big problem. Isopropyl alcohol and xylene were one thing; even if they were exposed, it would at most result in financial penalties.
But acetone... that stuff was controlled by the police.
Anyone dealing with this substance would face criminal charges!
Little did he know, Ye Yun was inherently sensitive to numbers.
Moreover, after the Yuanyang Group incident in his previous life, a driver for hazardous materials had once revealed that their boss had made a fortune.
At that time, Ye Yun had privately mused, "No one gets rich without ill-gotten gains; these wealthy bosses have black hearts!"