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Humans have always been the fastest adapting species in the world, whether they are idle enough to stay up all night for something, or from sleeping and forgetting to do nothing, it only takes a short switch to get involved. Li Yundao was the same, as if he was still forgetting to sleep and eat in order to eliminate the gang-related forces in Jiangbei a moment ago, but at this moment he suddenly sat in the classroom of the No. 1 University in China, listening to the bald foreign professor talk about Woodrow Wilson and Max Weber in the field of public administration.

Most of his classmates were rising political stars from various places who were older than him, and Li Yundao was almost certain that there would be powerful feudal officials among these people in the future, and seeing those classmates who were as bald as the foreign professors on the podium were constantly writing hard to write, Li Yundao couldn't help but feel a little dazed, maybe many years later, someone would recall this scene and write this scene in the memoirs or biographies of a great person. History is written by the masses of the people, but these people who can influence the course of history at certain key points should never be underestimated.

Since the beginning of class, the mouth of the fat man has never stopped, today is the brown sugar steamed bun in the canteen of Beiqing University, it is said that this kind of steamed bun that was originally very ordinary has recently become a popular "Internet celebrity" because of a video software on the mobile Internet that has become popular all over the country, Le Fatzi got up early in the morning before dawn and went to the canteen to line up, and bought twenty brown sugar steamed buns in one go. Originally, he was very generous to give Li Yundao half of it, but Li Yundao was very self-aware and only took two, with the soy milk in the school cafeteria, and two brown sugar steamed buns the size of a bow horn fist to eat, which also made him feel panicked. The remaining eighteen steamed buns, except for eight for breakfast, were brought into the classroom, so the next thing was that Li Yundao saw this "glorious" scene.

"I'm an American, and I'm not too intimidated with Chinese civilization, so can any of my classmates share with me whether there are similar rudiments of management ideas in China's brilliant thousands of years of culture?" The bald American professor is a tenured professor at Yale University, but he speaks fluent London accent, and most of the students have a normal English background, but fortunately there is a translator on every table, and someone will translate the professor's words to everyone at the same time.

The beer-bellied professor looked around the classroom, but no one answered his question. In the end, the cute little old man set his eyes on a certain student in the last row who was moving his index finger, and said happily: "Come, that classmate, that classmate is as fat and cute as me in the last row, you can answer my question!"

The eyes of all the class were focused on the last row at the same time, and a certain guy who was enjoying the blooming taste of the brown sugar steamed bun suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was wrong, and when he looked up, he found that the eyes of everyone in the class were focused on him, and the lovely old American man was also standing on the podium and looking at him with a smile. Le Fat Man screamed miserably, he didn't even hear the question clearly, what did he answer?

This guy swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth violently, endured the discomfort, grabbed Li Yundao's arm beside him and raised it: "He knows, he can answer your question!" As he spoke, this guy picked up the mineral water on the table and poured it violently, only to relieve the pain of choking slightly. When he was a little more relaxed, he looked at Li Yundao with a pleading face with a bitter face, and when he saw Li Yundao take the initiative to stand up, he breathed a sigh of relief - Dead Dao friends don't die Poor Dao, brother, I'm sorry!

Li Yundao smiled at the chubby bald professor and said: "In China, Confucianism runs through the entire history of feudal dynasties, and to put it simply, the core of Chinese management thought is actually the core essence of Confucian culture: benevolence and courtesy. Specifically, in fact, it is nine aspects, along the way, valuing people, people, trustworthiness, sharp weapons, truth-seeking, countermeasures, thrift, and the rule of law. Shun Dao is to conform to the way of heaven, that is, to follow the objective law of natural and social development, the so-called 'heaven does not change its normal, and the earth is not easy to change'......"

Li Yundao stood there, chatting as if he was chatting with a good friend of Sanwu Zhi, speaking at a steady and gentle pace, but his voice was subdued and frustrated, and the classmates in the class who were originally waiting to watch a good show turned around and listened quietly. They are all cadres in the system who are above the main hall and below, and the average level of knowledge is higher than that of the general public, so they can naturally distinguish whether Li Yundao is good or bad, and when Li Yundao expounds the simple management concept contained in Chinese Confucianism in just five minutes, he does not wait for the fat professor who understands the translation to praise, and the classmates also applaud.

When Li Yundao sat down, Le Fat stretched out a thumbs up: "Brother, you are too good, your kung fu is more than enough to run for their president of the United States!"

Li Yundao made a "calf-rolling" mouth shape for this unscrupulous cousin, and continued to listen to the foreigner professor's analysis of the differences between traditional Chinese management thought and Western management thought. To tell the truth, Li Yundao likes the way foreigners take classes, some of the books you go back to read slowly, almost all of what he talks about in class is his life's research, and if someone at the lecture site will make suggestions to make his research theory more perfect, the cute foreign old man will not hesitate to add the student's point of view. This is very different from many so-called "scholars" in China who sell dog meat and only care about defrauding research funds.

As soon as the class ended, the cheeky Fat Man grabbed Li Yun and said, "Brother, I can't stand you today, otherwise, I will ask you to rub it, and I will compensate you for your mental losses as a brother!"

Li Yundao admired the dead fat man who stuffed the last brown sugar steamed bun into his mouth: "Ten steamed buns, all of them have been eaten, can you still eat them now?"

Fat Le rubbed his shaking stomach and said, "Steamed buns, they're all flour, and when we get there, it's estimated that they'll be almost digested." Let's go, it's time to line up again!"

The course had just begun, and the trainees were not familiar with each other, and many of them were semi-full-time, so in addition to daily study, they also needed to deal with local affairs, so there was no in-depth communication with each other.

Seeing Li Yundao and Le Fat Man walk out of the lecture hall, Lu Su, who was still sitting in place, said with a smile to a middle-aged man next to him who looked to be four or five years older than him: "I plan to form a small-scale elite club, well, it is controlled in the range of twenty people, and it is open to all the members of the four classes, but joining the club will only be investigated." ”

The slightly older man had a Chinese face, but with small eyes, a pair of rimless glasses, and a zipper-style gray jacket that is common in the system: "Isn't it too rushed?"

Lu Su, who had a relatively fairer complexion, shook his head and said, "I still think it's a little late! This is the first seminar, and I don't need to say more about how far-reaching the significance is! I think about it, and the name will be 'Local Economic Promotion and Development Elite Club', how about it?"

"Local economic promotion and development?" The man pondered the name of the club Lu Su said for a while, and frowned slightly: "Do you want to remove the word elite?"

Lu Su thought about it, but still disagreed: "The elite just illustrates the scarcity of places in this club, Dehui, this is a valuable resource for you and me! We are all still young, and we all want to go higher and further, don't we?"

The middle-aged man known as Dehui smiled and nodded, and a subtle luster flashed in the small eyes behind his glasses: "Okay, just do as you say." The first members had to be grown within two months!"

Lu Su shook his head and said: "Two months is too long! Now that the Spring Festival is approaching, we must complete the inspection and development of the first batch of ten places before the festival." ”

The two were whispering, when suddenly a young and relatively light student rushed in from outside, his face full of excitement: "Outside the nickname, a luxury Bentley came to the door of the main building, and it seems that there is a super beauty sitting in the car!"

Beauty plus luxury car, this is a combination that will definitely earn eyeballs when you go anywhere, and for a while, there are suddenly a lot of people walking back and forth in front of the main teaching building of the School of Public Administration of Beiqing University. There are both men and women, men are curious, women are envious, after all, this luxury Bentley is not something that anyone can afford, and what makes them feel that the picture is eye-catching, and there is a stunning beauty sitting in the car!

However, the only thing that disturbed the scenery was the four bodyguards standing in the four corners of the body, and the eyes of each of them were full of murderous aura.

"Lotte, are you alright?" Li Yundao urged Le Fat at the door of the bathroom.

"It's going to be fast, you know, the human body is a balanced machine, I eat so much, I can't digest and absorb it, so ...... Hey...... Hey, hey, wait for me a little longer!" Fat Le's breathless voice came from the bathroom.

Li Yundao was helpless: "I'll go out to smoke a cigarette first, and you will come out to find me if you are almost there!"

After a morning of class, Li Yundao didn't smoke a cigarette all morning, and while walking to the door of the main building, he popped out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and finally arrived at a place where there was no roof, and hurriedly lit a lighter, but he rummaged through his whole body, but he didn't touch a lighter.

That's the sound of a lighter. A slender hand with a fireproof lighter helped him light a cigarette.

"Oh, thank you!" Li Yundao, who squinted and looked comfortable, turned his head to thank him, but he opened his mouth coldly, and with a click, the lit cigarette fell to the ground! "You...... Why are you here?"

The owner of the slender hand smiled: "After the affairs of Shenzhen are all taken care of, we will fly back! You and I are very idle today, I will give you a chance to have a meal with Aunt Ke!"

"Where's the food?"

"The Great Wall Club. ”

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