"This is fine," Liu Aihong strode ahead.
At last, she had persuaded the person to leave. If Liu Aihong had kept standing at the door waiting for Hao Qinghui to come out, it would not only make the students admire Hao Qinghui, but it would also affect the school's atmosphere. Indeed, it was not a good sign.
On the way back to the office, Yang PeiMin couldn't help but ask with some curiosity, "Mr. Liu, when did you get to know Mr. Hao?"
Liu Aihong was clearly an outgoing person, and she was obviously very willing to talk about such topics. She lifted her round chin and said, "I've known Mr. Hao for a long time. A couple of years ago in autumn, right after he was sent to the countryside, everyone was busy harvesting corn. Suddenly, a bullock cart arrived in the village with a few educated youths on it. Everyone looked up and said that more educated youths had come down to the countryside because of their love for education."
