Song Nian's face had gone pale.
"Little Nuan, enough is enough, please don't scare your uncle here."
He really wanted to grab Song Yunuan and hurry away.
Attending tutoring classes without paying tuition fees—if this matter couldn't be cleared up, how could he have the face to meet Principal Cui later?
On the way, Song Yunuan stopped and said to Song Nian, "Why are you feeling guilty? You haven't done anything wrong, and I haven't boasted. I really do know Grandpa Hu, who retired from the technical university, and we even talked on the phone a few days ago. Besides, Brother Dongzi really did discuss the training matters with me.
The area of Nanshan County Town is not small, and transportation is convenient, so why couldn't we establish a vocational school?
Uncle, I'll be taking Dad to the provincial city to stock up in a few days. I've already made arrangements with Grandpa Hu; I'll just inquire about this incidentally."
