Chapter 1876 Quality Education

Private enterprises, in China, are themselves a very broad term.

The businesses painstakingly built by ordinary people can be called private enterprises.

Those companies established by the second generation using relationships and resources handed down by their elders can also be called private enterprises.

But the problem is, when it comes to doing business, the projects you can't get even after begging everyone, they can get with just one phone call. How big is the gap?

For example, back then, a certain big shot surnamed Wang shipped corn by train from the northeast to Shenzhen to make a profit on the差价. Did anyone really think no one saw it as a profitable business?

Did anyone really think no one else brought gifts like he did?

But the thing is, some people gave gifts and still failed, while others, even if they brought gifts, were still rejected.

The reason is simple: if you had a deputy secretary as your father-in-law and a railway bureau chief as your father, you could do the same.

The reason Zhao Fusheng didn't let Zheng Yao venture into the real economy in the past few years was largely because Zhao Fusheng knew very well that China's real economy would only get harder.

"Real estate..."

He muttered to himself, but didn't continue the conversation with Wu Sijie.

Seeing that his boss didn't seem to want to talk, Wu Sijie didn't speak either.

When he got home, just before entering, Zhao Fusheng remembered something and said to Wu Sijie, "Arrange for someone to scout locations in the capital and see if there's a market for northeast barbecue."

Northeast barbecue?

Wu Sijie looked puzzled but eventually nodded, indicating he remembered.

Whatever task the boss assigns, whether understood or not, must be completed. That's the basic principle of being a secretary. If he couldn't even do that, what right would he have to stay by Zhao Fusheng's side?

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As Zhao Fusheng entered, he saw Fan Beibei frowning, muttering something to someone.

The object of her nagging was naturally her mother, Li Yuan.

"Beibei, what are you doing?"

Zhao Fusheng asked curiously.

Fan Beibei, now in elementary school, was no longer as clingy as when she was little.

Zhao Fusheng still remembered how she used to love following him around, going wherever he went.

Now, although the little girl still enjoyed being with him, it wasn't like before.

Growing up, perhaps, comes at such a cost.

"Brother..."

Seeing Zhao Fusheng return, Fan Beibei quickly abandoned her mother and ran to him: "Brother, I want a computer."

A computer?

Zhao Fusheng looked at her in surprise: "What do you need a computer for?"

She was only in elementary school; what would she do with a computer?

"All the other kids have one, so I want one too."

Fan Beibei looked up at him pitifully: "They said it helps with studying."

Zhao Fusheng looked at her speechlessly, wanting to tap her on the head.

He didn't believe any excuse about computers helping with studying.

"Just buy her one."

Fan Baobao spoke up at that moment.

There was a computer at home, but it was for Zhao Fusheng's work. Even Fan Baobao herself rarely used it.

She hadn't expected Fan Beibei to ask for a computer.

"No need."

Zhao Fusheng said flatly: "If you rank in the top ten in the final exams, I'll buy you one. Otherwise, no."

Fan Beibei was taken aback, then her eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Of course."

Zhao Fusheng nodded to Fan Beibei.

The little girl was overjoyed and went off to study happily.

Fan Baobao was a bit surprised: "It's just a computer. Didn't she say it helps with studying? Isn't it all about quality education now..."

Quality education?

Zhao Fusheng sneered and shook his head: "So-called quality education depends on who it's for."

Fan Baobao looked confused, clearly not understanding his words.

With a sigh, Zhao Fusheng said no more.

Under the current circumstances, some criticisms of exam-oriented education are actually reasonable.

For instance, some teachers simply cram knowledge, fail to address students' specific situations, and only favor high-achieving students.

In theory, teachers should inspire students, pay attention to their interests, and care for all students.

But the problem doesn't lie with exam-oriented education itself.

It's because of a simple fact: the cost of so-called quality education is too high.

For example, if a teacher only teaches five or ten students, or if each student pays high tuition fees,

then the teacher could certainly tailor teaching to individual needs and treat everyone equally.

But the problem is that this isn't realistic. We all know that in ordinary schools, a class has dozens of students. Teachers' salaries are limited, and with limited tuition fees, they naturally favor high-achieving students.

If all schools did this, the cost of education would become unbearably high.

In reality, teachers themselves often graduate from ordinary schools and may not have sufficient knowledge to guide students effectively.

Facing so many students, they often have to spend time maintaining discipline. In some places, just finishing a class is already good enough.

Ancient emperors all practiced quality education, but the problem is that it was certainly not affordable for ordinary people.

For most ordinary people, exam-oriented education is the only way to change their fate. The so-called quality education process is not that simple.

Zhao Fusheng often saw people calling for the abolition of the college entrance exam, but those who said such things never lived in rural areas, hoping for a college graduate to change their family's destiny.

"Tell me, why is quality education bad?"

Fan Baobao was silent for a moment, then asked, seeing that Zhao Fusheng didn't seem to intend to explain.

Zhao Fusheng tilted his head, thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Exam-oriented education means Xiao Ming does poorly in school, the teacher thinks he's stupid, and he calls the teacher an idiot.

Quality education means Xiao Ming does poorly, the teacher pesters him about why he's not good at learning, and discovers Xiao Ming likes reading martial arts novels.

So the teacher takes Xiao Ming to the bookstore, buys him piles of novels by Jin Yong, Gu Long, and Liang Yusheng, takes him to see martial arts movies he's never seen before, and even secretly practices martial arts with him. Then Xiao Ming realizes he's too naive, his vulgar tastes are not even a quarter of the teacher's life experience, and from then on he worships the teacher and feels embarrassed not to pay attention in class."

After saying all that, Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Baobao and shrugged: "Quality education means that learning is no longer an external task but an internal obligation. Quality education requires courage, or at least equal patience and time investment.

Teachers at this stage don't have that level of awareness. For immature children, it's better to just take exams honestly. Even if they can't be top students, at least in cheating, there's plenty of technical room to practice. Placing hope in adults will ultimately lead to disappointment."

Fan Baobao was stunned, completely unable to figure out how Zhao Fusheng came up with all that.

"In short, Beibei's studies must be strictly disciplined. Even though our family doesn't need her to earn money, she can't become a useless parasite."

Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Baobao seriously.

He didn't want Fan Beibei, the little girl he doted on so much, to become a so-called "socialite."

To be honest, in Zhao Fusheng's view, those socialites exposed in later years who spent all day shopping and partying were really cheap.

In Zhao Fusheng's mind, he didn't expect Fan Beibei to live like that Miss Meng, but at least she should have her own career and live a fulfilling life.

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The matter of the computer was settled.

Li Yuan naturally wouldn't oppose Zhao Fusheng's opinion.

In her view, her son-in-law was much more reliable than her daughter Fan Baobao.

After Zhao Fusheng finished talking with Fan Baobao and was about to go upstairs, Fan Baobao said to him, "Dad called and said to call him back when you have time."

Dad?

Zhao Fusheng frowned, a bit puzzled, but nodded.

Back in the study, Zhao Fusheng dialed his father's phone.

"Dad, you were looking for me?"

Zhao Fusheng asked curiously.

Zhao Dad nodded: "Yes, there's something I want to discuss with you."

"Go ahead."

Though he didn't know what it was, since the old man was so cautious, it must be important.

"It's like this. When I came back this time, the city leaders approached me, hoping our Wanda could take over the Paper Group. What do you think?"

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback. The Paper Group?

He actually had some impression of Ninghai's Paper Group.

Although he didn't understand the industry, he knew that papermaking was a clearly segmented industry. The characteristic of China's paper industry was fragmentation and lack of scale.

Basically, local paper mills dominated.

Of course, there were issues with procurement and logistics costs, but regardless, in Zhao Fusheng's view, papermaking was a sunset industry.

As he recalled, it seemed that a few years later, Ninghai's Paper Group would completely collapse.

Why now were the city leaders trying to get his father to take over?

They must be desperate for political achievements!

With that in mind, Zhao Fusheng said solemnly, "Dad, are you hesitating?"

Zhao Dad smiled bitterly: "Yeah, I know the Paper Group is definitely a mess. But with so many people in the group, and the city leaders being so sincere, I can't just stand by, can I? Besides, I think people will always need paper..."

Clearly, his father was tempted.