251 New Direction (1)

September 3, 2009: The 16th International Book Fair was held in China, the second stage of the Tour de France was determined, the President of the Russian Republic visited the Kuril Islands, the death toll of the Nanyang earthquake rose to 3,757, and the people of the world are still living a happy life.

Overall, it was a fairly ordinary day.

However, for some of the students who wake up late, this day is a little unusual.

The slightly abnormal meaning is: at 7:15 in the morning, when there were only ten minutes left before class, these students who got up late hurriedly rushed out of the dormitory, ran through the corridor, and broke into the classroom, only to realize that on this day, they no longer had to stare around with lantern-sized eyes, endured the crowded environment like a bus to search left and right, and finally struggled to pick a place to place their butts from the corner of the pile.

On this day, the classrooms of classmates were usually crowded for a long time, and they couldn't hear the sound of turning books, the buzzing exchanges, and the thumping of desks and chairs. ”

Holiday today?

The students' minds are quite simple, and the students of Xiangcheng Computer School are even more so, being in the armed forces department, researching such a complex problem, several students actually did not write an investigation report, let alone review the history, based on the present, looking to the future, only a certain student standing by the window, with a very irresponsible attitude inadvertently turned his head, in a very unserious and non-rigorous way to discover the truth of the matter:

Outside the window, downstairs, in the basketball court of the Ministry of Armed Forces, at this time it was densely packed with people, these students who should have walked into the classroom or reviewed or previewed---- and more importantly, who were grabbing seats, were huddled in groups of three or five to talk to each other at this time.

When these students huddled together and talked to each other, most of them were divided into two states, one was excited, which was mostly the students who had been teaching at the beginning time, and the other was doubtful, which was mostly the students who had been teaching for a short time, but whether they were excited or doubtful, these groups of students could not say a few words, and would always look back in the direction of the office.

More careful students further found that most of the students downstairs were about the same age as themselves, and the usually low-key part-time older students still walked alone, the only difference was that someone often took out the phone that was usually turned off and put away, and checked or dialed from time to time.

What's going on?

Without discussion, several bed-laden party members who had finally taken the lead in coming to the classroom once chose a position near the window to sit down.

This approach has proven to have limited effect.

Ten minutes later, another sound of class sounded as usual, and the morning class began as usual, and several students did find that on this day, the teachers on the podium were particularly energetic, but in the same way, on this day, the teachers explained the process very carefully, and the content was also very exciting, so the superfluous thoughts outside the classroom were also expelled very cleanly.

Even when the bell rang for the end of class, these students were not the first to take action.

The full-time students in each classroom found that the teacher on the podium had just announced the end of class, and several students in the classroom immediately stood up at the same time, and these students were all part-time older students who were usually more stable, and they walked to the window, couldn't wait to look out, and then showed either satisfied or anxious expressions.

Outside the window, the morning sun has fallen, the ground is paved with golden colors, and in the basketball court of the Armed Forces Department, which is usually empty, there are many figures in suits and leather shoes standing at this time, they have raised their heads, and the figures in the same suits and leather shoes by the upstairs window nod to each other and raise their hands to greet each other.

A little farther away, the iron gate of the armed forces was still locked, and the alley outside the door was still full of vehicles.

……

Under the fame, how is it?

Obviously, this is not He Yannan's question alone.

Early in the morning, a few older students who asked questions and dozens of younger students who listened came out of the office, and the room finally fell silent.

Slowly walked to the door, habitually closed the door, the insects and birds outside and the sound of the students talking were separated by a layer, and immediately lowered a lot, realizing that only himself and Wu Xiaoyu were left in the room, and suddenly, Zhou Qi forgot how to speak, opened his mouth twice but closed it again, and the momentum of asking left and right when he just entered the door disappeared without a trace.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Qi's heart beat faster and faster, and he wanted to open the door again, but he felt more revealing, completely lacking his usual calm and reserved appearance in front of students.

As if she had drunk too much, two clusters of blush quietly rushed onto Zhou Qi's already rosy cheeks, and her steps were also as if she was drunk, walking to the door of the office for a while, walking to the long sofa for a while, and walking behind the desk for a while, setting up a chair, touching the teacup, and flipping through the documents, but her mind was blank.

Tossing left and right, after a long while, Zhou Qi walked to the door, took a few deep breaths, and finally settled down a little, she did not turn around immediately, but first walked to the corner and poured herself a glass of water, only to muster up the courage to turn around and look as naturally as possible, only to find that Wu Xiaoyu had already sat upright behind the desk, bowed his head slightly, and slightly lifted the cover of the book with a few familiar Chinese characters: the cultivation of a teacher.

Zhou Qi froze suddenly: this is a familiar scene, this is exactly what Zhou Qi could see every day three months ago.

For some reason, seeing this scene, seeing Wu Xiaoyu's calm face, focused expression, and a warm feeling suddenly surged into Zhou Qi's heart, making her slightly floating steps immediately stabilized, and her restless heartbeat slowly settled down.

As if for fear of ruining this atmosphere, Zhou Qi slowly walked to the side of the desk, slowly removed the wooden chair, and sat down slowly.

Sadly, Zhou Qi had just sat down, just picked up the text to be processed today, and had just regained the feeling of work, when the sound of "tuk tuk" immediately came from the office door.

A middle-aged man with some heat on his head and some wet stains on his forehead, who looked as if he had just run a few hundred meters, walked into the office and smiled at Zhou Qi, who opened the door.

This is a very polite smile, but Zhou Qi, who has been the vice principal for three months, found that when the other party smiled, although his eyes were looking at him, his attention was completely behind him, and there was no ordinary person who saw the expression of a woman.

The middle-aged man got Zhou Qi's nod, and couldn't even wait for Zhou Qi to get out of the way, so he immediately bypassed Zhou Qi's body, quickly walked to the desk inside, and handed over the business card with both hands in the most enthusiastic way: "Principal Wu, hello, I'm Ye Feng from Qingcheng Huaguang Design Co., Ltd., this is my business card......"

As early as when Ye Feng came in, Wu Xiaoyu put down the book in his hand, Ye Feng walked to the table, Wu Xiaoyu also stood up, took the business card with both hands, looked at it very seriously, and then held Ye Feng's outstretched palm with the same enthusiasm: "Manager Ye, hello." ”

This kind of serious and enthusiastic attitude immediately made Ye Feng's heart have more hope.

Ye Feng, then 47 years old, was one of the first batch of college students after the reform and opening up, and was the director and general manager of Qingcheng Huaguang Design Co., Ltd.

Qingcheng Huaguang Design Co., Ltd., the name is very large, but the scale and reputation of the company is very small, however, because it has been established for 11 years, this company has been recognized by most people in the industry.

Ye Feng has been paying attention to Wu Xiaoyu for a long time, as early as four months ago, Ye Feng had heard about several deeds of Wu Xiaoyu.

At that time, it had only been three weeks since 1A7489 proposed "teaching goals" to Wu Xiaoyu, and the first batch of students had not yet completed their studies, and only occasionally two or three students took advantage of the weekend to attend the job fair, which generated a few rumors.

However, Ye Feng's luck was not very good, at least Ye Feng felt that his luck was not very good.

One morning, when Ye Feng arrived at the company, he heard rumors about the job fair from several subordinates, and immediately realized the weight of it, and immediately asked the personnel manager to collect Wu Xiaoyu's information, and prepare to poach Xiangcheng Computer School to fight for a talented design talent.

In less than a week, the HR manager completed the collection of information. However, when the information was placed in front of Ye Feng, Ye Feng expressed his satisfaction and instructed the action to begin, but the poor personnel manager found that the collected information was outdated, and the teacher Wu Xiaoyu he was looking for no longer existed, and there was only one principal Wu Xiaoyu left who was in charge of the overall work.

At this time, the news about Xiangcheng Computer School is no longer a rumor in a small circle, but a situation known to the entire Qingcheng design industry and even many parent schools. Ye Feng, who was one step slower, was a pity, and also realized that the plan to hire Wu Xiaoyu was unrealistic, so he had to retreat to the next best thing, and continued to send the personnel manager to collect the information of the employed students of Xiangcheng Computer School, and prepared to take the initiative to recruit several students.

In less than three days, the HR manager had once again completed the collection of information. However, when the information was put in front of Ye Feng, Ye Feng expressed his satisfaction and instructed the action to begin, but the poor personnel manager found that the collected information was outdated again, and the students who had just graduated from Xiangcheng Computer School had already become famous, and even the second batch of students who had just started had many employment intentions with other design companies.

Seeing the report, Ye Feng was speechless for a while, and the salary and treatment offered by other companies to Xiangcheng students, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and couldn't insist, but Qingcheng Huaguang Design Co., Ltd., which is not ranked in the industry, has a very average benefit.

Victory is not arrogant, defeat is not discouraged, Ye Feng fully studied the revolutionary spirit of the martyrs, did not blame the personnel manager who was also in his early forties, and thought hard for a long time behind closed doors, and finally came up with a good idea: send his own employees to study with pay.

This time, the riveted HR manager walked out of the office, but walked back in less than three minutes: Xiangcheng Computer School registration is quite simple, no exams, no prerequisites, no requirements, just fill out a very simple form, pay a very cheap tuition.

The only small problem is that due to too many students signing up, the four places that Qingcheng Huaguang Design Co., Ltd. wants have been ranked in the fifth phase.

That is, four months later.

Today, four months have passed, but Ye Feng, who came here, is not for the enrollment of employees. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in., more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )