Mixed in 1980

Chapter 115 Department Head Takes Advantage of Others

Chapter 115 Department Head Takes Advantage of Others
"Chen Fan, are we going too far?"

By the Weiming Lake, several roommates were holding bamboo poles with gluten stuck on one end, and were having a lot of fun picking up annoying cicadas one by one.

Xin Yingjie stopped and lit a cigarette: "They want the land, the reputation, the money, the people. Why do I feel like we are taking advantage of the school?"

Chen Fan leaned the bamboo pole against the tree and lit a cigarette: "What you said is wrong. We are helping the school solve the employment problem of poor students. What's wrong with asking for some money and people?"

Xin Yingjie chuckled: "You are really shameless."

Chen Fan took a puff of his cigarette and rolled his eyes at him: "The hardest thing is done by my buddy. Is it appropriate for you to say that? I'll give you a chance to reorganize your words."

Xin Yingjie teased, "Okay, you are in charge, you are the boss, do you think the school will agree? If I were the school Youth League Committee, I would call you over and spit in your face."

"How would I know what the school is thinking? They definitely want the place, name, and people, but the money doesn't matter. At worst, I can pay for it myself, and then the club can pay me back when it makes money."

"I thought President Chen would say that I paid for it," Xin Yingjie joked.

"If I have to pay for my friend's help, wouldn't that make me a sucker?" Chen Fan laughed. There were not many cases of being grateful for a little and grudge against him for a big sum of money.

A few hundred dollars is no big deal for Chen Fan.

But if you really spend the money, you might run into someone with a narrow mind who might think you're showing off your wealth. It's better to handle official business as usual: "Ask again on Monday. The school clubs will start recruiting new members next weekend. We can't miss this opportunity."

Xin Yingjie asked: "What if it's not approved?"

Chen Fan chuckled and took a puff of cigarette: "If they don't approve it, we'll go and make a scene. We can get a group of people over there and we'll get an explanation."

Xin Yingjie complained, thinking that there was some brilliant idea, but many things do not actually require any brilliant means, the key is to be able to cry and make a fuss.

"You two, hurry up. We have classes soon. If you don't bring more, there won't be enough snacks tomorrow and you two will just drink it all." Sun Ping'an urged.

"Here we go. Let's continue after school this afternoon."

Chen Fan put out his cigarette, picked up a bamboo pole and continued to catch cicadas. He caught quite a few in the afternoon. After school in the afternoon, he worked for more than an hour before Chen Fan went home.

"Student Qiu'er, let me show you something good."

Chen Fan came in carrying a bag, which made a constant squeaking sound. Xu Jinqiu's eyes lit up: "Where did you get so many? There must be two or three hundred."

"We worked together in the dormitory and were busy all afternoon, and worked for more than an hour in the afternoon. They will come over for lunch tomorrow, so it will be just right to prepare some snacks to go with their drinks."

"I'll make it tomorrow. I haven't eaten it for a long time. When I went to Dali, I ate a lot of different kinds of insects. I didn't dare to eat it at first, but I got used to it later."

"Can you do it?" Chen Fan doubted.

"Who are you looking down on? Go wash your hands and eat." Xu Jinqiu had already prepared the meals. They were some home-cooked dishes, and she cooked them quite well.

The next day at noon, it was Saturday again.

There were only two classes in the morning, but Xu Jinqiu came back at 11 o'clock to deal with the cicadas. He first picked up the wings, cut off a small section of the tail, took out the belly, and then soaked it in water.

Then take it out, drain the water, and fry it directly in oil until golden brown. Finally, divide it into two portions, sprinkle one with salt and the other with chili powder.

Chen Fan was also busy. He cooked two Cantonese dishes, two Fujian dishes, two Sichuan dishes and two Northwestern dishes, focusing on one of them so that his roommates could taste hometown food.

It’s hard to say whether it’s authentic or not, but the taste is definitely good. My roommates ate it with their mouths full of oil and felt their stomachs filled with satisfaction.

Even Xin Yingjie's girlfriend Qi Yue burped after eating: "I have been in Beijing for so many days, and today's meal is the most comfortable one."

Xu Jinqiu stood up and started to clear the table: "As long as you like it, come here often. It's not far away anyway."

"Thank you, sister-in-law. I will definitely come often in the future."

Qi Yue cleaned up and moved the dishes to the kitchen outside, muttering quietly: "Sister-in-law, our school's May Fourth Literature Society is planning to invite Chen Fan to join."

"Isn't this good?" Xu Jinqiu didn't quite understand why it was so mysterious.

"Don't take it lightly. The May Fourth Literary Society is the most dazzling one in our school. Many girls are eyeing them. There are many girls in the school who are asking about Chen Fan."

Qi Yue glanced at the boys in the room and lowered her voice again: "If we really were to be in a club and discuss literature together, maybe..."

Xu Jinqiu narrowed her eyes slightly. Chen Fan was attracting butterflies.

But she didn't say anything until she sent the guests away, then she asked, "I just heard from Qi Yue that your school is about to recruit new members for the club. Do you plan to join the club?"

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Didn't I tell you that I set up my own club?"

"Why not join other clubs? Since you write novels, it would be a good idea for you to join a literary club. It would be easier to make progress if you are with a group of people who share the same interests," Xu Jinqiu suggested.

"Come on, I don't have time for this."

If you join a club, you will inevitably have to participate in various activities. For example, the May Fourth Literary Society holds a poetry and literature discussion event every week.

How could Chen Fan have the time? In addition to going to school, he had to take time out every day to write "The Awakening Age" and occasionally write a column article for "Chen Fan's View of the World".

Once his own club is established, there will be more things to do. He doesn't want to bother with that anymore, and he has no plans to enter the literary circle.

In a few years, his circle should be in the business circle rather than the literary circle. Of course, he will not give up his identity as a "writer".

Being a writer was still very prestigious in the 1980s, especially for someone like him who was known as the "Chen Fan phenomenon", who could solve many problems, such as Zeng Ali's case.

Zeng Ali's matter is probably not over yet. In their previous rush to get the person out, they had no choice but to compromise with each other. If they really insist on fighting to the end, both sides might end up in a lose-lose situation.

Due to his status and the fact that he was caught with something, the other party could only compromise temporarily.

However, for those who have some power in their hands, if they don't take advantage, they will suffer a loss, and there is a high probability that they will cause trouble in the future. As long as they know how to use their power, they don't even need to show up.

Chen Fan didn't want Xu Jinqiu to worry, so he didn't say these things and only told her about his own plans. Xu Jinqiu said, "It would be a pity if you didn't go to the literature club," and then went to school with a smile on her face.

After finishing two classes in the afternoon, the two went home together. Zeng Hongwen treated everyone to a meal on Sunday and set up three tables at a nearby restaurant. In addition to the three families, Chen Fan's family was also invited.

"Sister, have you been okay these days?"

Xu Jinqiu sat next to Zeng Ali, who smiled and said, "Everything else is fine, except that my dad is going crazy, forcing me to find a partner."

Xu Jinqiu was curious: "Why?"

Zeng Ali smiled bitterly: "Why else? They hope that I can get married soon and settle down. They have already asked someone to arrange a blind date for me."

"Blind date, do you want to go?"

"No, I plan to hide outside for a while. Tomorrow I will bring my bedding roll and go to your yard to live with you for a few days." Zeng Ali said.

Xu Jinqiu nodded, squinting her eyes happily, with a sly gleam in her eyes: "Let's go together tomorrow morning, or?"

"It's past evening, so come back early after school."

"okay!"

After the banquet, Xu Jinqiu told Chen Fan about this. Chen Fan went to find Li Qiang again, got more than a dozen industrial coupons, and went to the department store to buy a fan.

It was too hot that day and without a fan, Zeng Ali went to the courtyard, but he probably couldn't stay there.

After finishing all these, it's Monday again.

It happened to be September 9th, and People's Literature was published again. The column "Chen Fan's View of the World" serialized new articles. Many people read this article first when they got the magazine.

Chen Fan didn't have time to pay attention to these things. He was stopped by his homeroom teacher Yang Man right after class: "Director Chen wants to see you. I've already passed on the message. Whether it can be done or not depends on you."

Department Head, Chen Daisun.

An eighty-year-old man graduated from Huaqing University and then went to Harvard for further studies. He has served as the director of the Huaqing Economics Department and the dean of the Huaqing Law School.

In 1953, he went to Kyoto University to serve as the head of the Department of Economics. As for his titles, he had countless of them, many of which were prefixed with the Chinese character "国", and he also had the title of world economics.

"Hello, Mr. Chen, I'm Chen Fan!"

In front of such a great man, Chen Fan was very respectful and changed his address to "Sir".

At Kyoto University, "Mr." is a special honorific title given to teachers who have extremely high prestige in academics and personality.

Many students also respectfully call Mr. Chen Daisun "Mr. Chen Dai". One can imagine how much the students love and respect this old man.

"Student Chen Fan, come and sit down. You're welcome. I've read your article. It's really well written. Young people have very sharp eyes."

Mr. Chen Dai examined Chen Fan. He had paid attention to this student as early as the enrollment period and even joked about transferring him away.

From Chen Fan’s article, the old man always believed that this was a young man with a knife but unstable emotions, who might explode one day.

This characteristic is particularly evident in Chen Fan's writings.

After Chen Fan sat down and exchanged a few pleasantries, Chen Dai Lao took out the application form and said, "Student Chen Fan, can you tell me why you want to join this secondary education research association?"

I want to build connections?
This was too utilitarian. Chen Fan thought about it and explained the cause. Chen Jianye and his colleagues couldn't find any odd jobs, so he came up with this plan on the spur of the moment.

"Later, I found it very interesting. Building this club and achieving profitability through management was also a good exercise for me."

"Your idea is good. On the one hand, you can get promoted, and on the other hand, you can help your classmates. However, the conditions you proposed are still a bit too much."

Chen Dailao put the application form on the table and said, "But it's not impossible to negotiate. For example, the sentence above, which says that 50 poor students can find jobs, can be changed to 200, which is very reasonable."

“……” Chen Fan widened his eyes.

You want to fleece the school, but this old man wants to fleece himself.

Two hundred jobs, what does that mean? They can set up a large-scale factory or a small or medium-sized enterprise.

If I agree to this, I will torture myself to death!
Supporting 50 people is a completely different concept from supporting 200 people: "Mr. Chen, I'd better not run this club."

"Student Chen Fan, I just said that young people have good ideas. Why are you backing down? The conditions can still be negotiated." Chen Dai Lao coughed lightly.

"Mr. Chen, forget it. My ability is limited and I really can't support two hundred people." Chen Fan hurriedly shook his head. The old man really wanted to fleece him.

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