March 14, 1991.

Today is the day when Song Zhichao went to report on the University Affiliated to Chinese University in Hong Kong.

The Chinese University of Hong Kong is located in Ma Liu Shui, Shatin, New Territories, Hong Kong, but its affiliated school is located in Yuen Long, New Territories, Hong Kong.

Hong Kong's transportation is very convenient, take a bus, from the Wan Chai small hotel, only need to reverse twice, you can go directly to Yuen Long.

So at nine o'clock in the morning, Song Zhichao arrived at the school on time.

As an affiliated school of Hong Kong Chinese University, neither the façade nor the venue can be too shabby, especially in a school like this that focuses on money, the biggest advantage is that it is not bad for money.

Therefore, when a grandiose-looking university appeared in front of Song Zhichao's eyes, he was not surprised at all. After all, in the previous life, there were many pheasant universities and miscellaneous universities in China, and the grandeur of their packaging was much sharper than that of this university.

Walking into the campus, it is a clean cement pavement, and I see that the entire pavement is unusually clean and spotless. Because of the classes taking place, the huge campus seems to be very quiet, except for a group of college students playing basketball in the playground not far away.

Because he came to report to school, Song Zhichao was also dressed very decently, to be precise, it was still his invincible standard outfit, Korean suit, Moxican hairstyle, and coquettish infinite walking posture.

is eye-catching and conspicuous, so much so that walking in the aisle of the school building, many male and female teachers can't help but look at him a few more times and guess whether he is a TVB star. After all, in this era, only a star school like TVB will cultivate such a handsome boy.

Song Zhichao ignored all those eye-catching gazes, to be precise, he was already immune to such gazes.

The school is quite large, and it is not easy to find the school office accurately, and since the students are in class, it is difficult to even ask someone.

Fortunately, in a remote part of the corridor, Song Zhichao saw a tall woman leaning on a pillar, holding her arms, smoking a cigarette, so he walked over and asked.

The woman was holding her head high, blowing the cigarette diagonally upwards, and when she saw someone, she hurriedly threw the cigarette in her hand on the ground and extinguished it.

When he got closer, Song Zhichao saw clearly that the other party was a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old beautiful woman, with apricot eyes and peach cheeks, Qiong nose and cherry lips, a jet-black hair with a delicate silver butterfly hair chuck on the back of her head, wearing professional clothes, the upper body was a women's black and gray suit, and the V-neck suit was a white shirt, tightly surrounding her pair of turbulent waves, the lower body was a black skirt, the skirt was well cut, very perfectly wrapped around her peach-shaped mature buttocks, and below was the slender legs wrapped in black stockings.

"I'm sorry, how do I get to the school office?" asked Song Zhichao politely.

The woman in black glanced at him, pointed to a corridor on the left, and said, "Go up to the sixth floor and turn right, the third room." ”

"Thank you!" Song Zhichao nodded and smiled to express his gratitude.

The woman smiled politely at him.

Song Zhichao followed the route said by the other party, quickly went up to the sixth floor, found the school affairs office, and after a little inquiry, he found the principal's office.

There was a knock on the door, and a male voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Song Zhichao pushed the door in, only to see that the office was very spacious, with a large bookshelf inside, a large number of books on the shelves, and many bright trophies.

Behind a curved desk, sat a gentleman in a shirt and waistcoat with a bow tie around his neck.

The man's sideburns were white, about fifty years old, the top of his head was slightly bald, and he was wearing glasses to correct documents at the moment, and when he saw Song Zhichao coming in, he raised his head, put down the pen, and glanced at Song Zhichao with puzzled eyes.

Song Zhichao glanced at the nameplate on the old man's seat, and the principal --- Chen Dewen.

So he said, "Hello, Principal Chen, my name is Song Zhichao, and I am here to report." ”

Chen Dewen seemed to remember something, let out an "oh", and then began to get up and rummage through the documents.

Soon, he found Song Zhichao's file, sat down, opened it and looked at it a few times, then looked at Song Zhichao, and asked, "Are you recommended by Pan Yu Sangao?"

Song Zhichao nodded.

Chen Dewen dipped his fingers in spittle, flipped through a few more pages of the file, and then raised his eyes and said to Song Zhichao: "There is no big problem with your file--- don't you be embarrassed, I say Cantonese, can you understand it?"

"I know less. Song Zhichao said with a smile.

Chen Dewen nodded, in the past, those mainland students came to report to him, but they couldn't understand Cantonese, and they spoke for most of the day, often talking with chickens and ducks.

"Although our school is only an annex to Chinese University, the diplomas issued in the future will be the same, so we have high requirements for the quality of students, and we are not just ...... if you have money."

"The purpose of our school is all in this leaflet, as well as the policy of the school's establishment, and the future development direction, etc., I hope you will take a good look at it when you go back. ”

Chen Dewen handed Song Zhichao a copy of the school's propaganda color page, beautifully printed, in both Chinese and English fonts, with large color pictures.

Song Zhichao took it and knew that this must be the school's regulations, and every new student should have a copy of this kind of leaflet, so that through the leaflet, they can have a preliminary understanding of the school.

Immediately afterwards, the principal Chen Dewen told Song Zhichao about some things to pay attention to when studying here, as well as the specific class time of Song Zhichao's elective courses, etc., and finally said to him: "The specific situation is like this, if you still don't understand anything, you can ask...... However, there is one thing I would like to tone up, that is, the annual tuition fee must be paid on time, because our school has an account with HSBC, and the annual tuition fee must be transferred on time, and there is no delay. If you have any questions about tuition, you should contact your tutor or me in time, do you understand?"

Of course, Song Zhichao understands that such a school is actually the same as an enterprise, and the annual tuition fee paid by students is the time when the enterprise generates income, which also directly affects the performance of the principal.

It is important to know that many private universities in Hong Kong are controlled by school boards, and the board members of these boards can meet at any time to propose the removal or appointment of the president. Therefore, it can be said that these principals are actually the workers of many chaebol conglomerates.

Although it was just a simple interview, the principal Chen Dewen was very satisfied with Song Zhichao's performance.

First of all, Song Zhichao's appearance is dominant, unlike many students from the mainland, who are dirty, and they don't look like students from universities.

Secondly, Song Zhichao understands Cantonese, at least when he talks to himself, he understands what he says, unlike other mainland students, who don't understand it, and don't say it yet, and don't know when he asks.

Finally, and the most satisfying point for President Chen Dewen, is that Song Zhichao has no objection to the high tuition fees, unlike some other mainland students, who are staggered when they hear the amount of tuition fees, and bargain, simply treating this place as a vegetable market.

Based on the above points, Chen Dewen quickly stamped Song Zhichao's student record, and then connected the internal phone to help Song Zhichao arrange a tutor and be responsible for his study and life in the future.

Not long after the call came, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

Chen Dewen shouted in English: "Come in!"

Then I saw a female teacher walk in.

Song Zhichao got up very politely to greet him, after all, he was his own teacher, so he had to be polite.

But as soon as he met the female teacher, Song Zhichao was stunned.

The other party saw Song Zhichao clearly, and his expression was also a little stunned.

It turned out that this female teacher was none other than the woman in black who was smoking outside just now.

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