After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 222 Image Project
New students will start school on September 9st.

Zhou Haoran drove Dongfang Lang to Fudan University.

My friends who used to sell books with me in high school have broken up, and many of them have gone to study in other places, which is a bit sad.

"It's okay. We've established a friendship, and we'll have many more days to interact with each other." Zhou Haoran was very calm and asked, "What are you going to do when you go to university?"

"Learn computers and keep up with the digital age."

Dongfang Lang always listened to him, so naturally he followed him.

"Well, learn more about digital applications and the principles of the internet. As for the technical details, you don't need to understand them, and you certainly don't need to learn programming." Zhou Haoran wasn't worried about his learning ability at all; after all, he was a top student at Fudan University. "Anything else?"

"Several objects in multiple places."

"anything else?"

"Lead a team and run a small part-time business." Dongfang Lang knew this was what he cared about most. "If you want to do big business, you have to hire people, trustworthy people. Zhu Yuanzhang built his empire with the help of his fellow villagers. Universities are a talent pool."

Zhou Haoran glanced at him and said with a smile: "How do you lead a team?"

Dongfang Lang said, "Organize some people and start a business together. As long as we make money, more and more people will get involved."

Zhou Haoran had already parked his car and was standing quite far outside the Fudan University gate when he said, "If we make some money, we can share it with everyone. This will help us win people's hearts very quickly."

Dongfang Lang smiled and said, "I thought so too."

Zhou Haoran said: "However, this kind of interest relationship is not suitable for cultivating direct confidants."

Dongfang Lang asked, "What should that be?"

"Compensate."

"what?"

"You led them to a project, and they lost everything." Zhou Haoran turned and looked at him. "Knowing how to spend money is more important than knowing how to make money. What did you learn from the door-to-door delivery of color TVs in the alleys?"

Dongfang Lang pondered and said, "We can build relationships from the bottom of human nature."

Zhou Haoran nodded. "You've lost money, you're devastated, you want to jump off a building, you want to commit suicide. The people who still surround you at this time have peeled off their interests and have penetrated into the bottom line of human nature. At this time, you are desperate to make a comeback, and the people who are still willing to follow you are your direct lineage. Anyone who is willing to contribute part of the capital, help you share the risk and work with you, then he is qualified to be your partner."

Dongfang Lang looked at him with admiration, "You are still insidious!"

Zhou Haoran said angrily: "Alright, get out of the car!"

"Ah?" Dongfang Lang said reluctantly, "We haven't arrived yet, it's still quite far!"

Zhou Haoran said, "If you go over there and people see you driving a Mercedes to school, they'll think you're some rich kid. How can you be so cohesive? Learn to act poor in school. Only when you're poor and generous will others be willing to be with you."

After kicking Dongfang Lang out of the car, Zhou Haoran drove to Fudan campus alone.

Because it is a freshman admission.

This results in stricter access control.

Fortunately, the gatekeeper was very discerning and would not stop the luxury car.

Zhou Haoran stopped outside the School of Computer Science.

It attracted hundreds of onlookers.

This car is so luxurious.

Zhou Haoran smiled and waved to everyone, "Are you all freshmen?"

"Yes."

“We are guides for the student union.”

"I'm a freshman."

……

Expressions of envy and curiosity appeared on the young faces of the students.

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "I'm your senior. I'm back to school to discuss cooperation. If there's a chance in the future, I'll take you on projects together."

Entered the college building.

Go directly to Dean Cheng Dechang.

Knock three times.

Push the door open and enter.

Dean Cheng was working at his desk. When he saw it was him, he took off his reading glasses and said, "Oh, Haoran, why are you here?"

Zhou Haoran said, "Dean, school starts today."

Cheng Dechang said: "Well, let's go and handle the formalities."

"Procedures?" Zhou Haoran was slightly stunned. "What procedures?"

Cheng Dechang pondered and said, "I have considered your situation. You cannot take a leave of absence. You still have to register as usual."

"I'm not free!"

Zhou Haoran wasn't one to come to school and play with a bunch of energetic kids. Instead, his only remaining motivation was the memories of a few beautiful women he'd never met in his past life.

Cheng Dechang sighed and said, "If you were my age, you should just go to school and study peacefully."

Zhou Haoran said simply, "I'm not coming."

Cheng Dechang had anticipated this and compromised. "If you don't want to come, then don't come. But you have to complete the required credits. And you have to come during the exam."

"Exam?" Zhou Haoran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Doesn't that mean I'll fail?"

"I can't hang up."

Cheng Dechang was reluctant to say more about this kind of thing that broke the rules.

Zhou Haoran understood what he meant and said with a smile, "Then why take the exam? You can just..."

Cheng Dechang frowned and said, "Let's first see the level of your paper, and we'll talk about the rest later. If you're truly an academic genius, with the approval of the Ministry of Education, you might be able to make an exception."

"No, let's just do this privately. Don't submit an application or anything like that and cause a big stir. Even if I write a paper, I'll do it anonymously."

Zhou Haoran doesn't want to be labeled a computer genius and become a nationally famous person.

Once he became famous, his status was set. Apart from other things, he now had to use his sales identity to mobilize the TV station's resources and his identity as an investigative reporter to gather extensive social resources.

"anonymous?"

Cheng Dechang didn't understand this decision.

Zhou Haoran said awkwardly, "Dean, you have to understand me. I don't want to be a scientist. I'm not cut out for it. But if I become famous, a nationally renowned computer genius, then social pressure will force me to become a scientist."

Cheng Dechang couldn't treat him as a young man anymore. He said seriously, "Are you going to waste your talent like this?"

"What kind of talent do I have? My technical skills may seem pretty good now, but in twenty or thirty years, they won't be anything."

Zhou Haoran is self-aware.

His technical skills are good, but his ceiling is not high. Otherwise, he will never be able to transform his technology into products in his lifetime.

Cheng Dechang laughed and said, "Technology progresses slowly, but the experience is valuable. I can lead a team in the future."

"I can take it now."

"what?"

"Didn't I tell you last time that I want to develop a few information management systems? I'll ask some experts from our college to help. Juniors, seniors, graduate students, etc. are all welcome."

Zhou Haoran is currently lacking anyone available around him.

Developing a management system is one thing, but finding and cultivating trustworthy people is more important.

It is difficult to turn your back on partners like Li Changxing and Jiang Xiong who joined the company late.

Cheng Dechang was a little surprised, "Are you really going to do this?"

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "Yes, we can do it. We can cooperate for a long time. I will help you train talents for our college. I will work on market-oriented projects, so that they can better adapt to society after graduation."

"Ah."

Cheng Dechang nodded, his face thoughtful.

He had heard from students that the guy drove a silver-grey Mercedes and had plenty of money. If they could work on a project together, it would be a good opportunity for him to connect his students with the market.

"Just get enrolled first. We can discuss other matters later. Don't even think about taking a leave of absence. If you want to get a degree, do it now. It will be more troublesome later."

Cheng Dechang didn't want to use too many means to make concessions to him.

But at this time, I already had the idea of ​​giving him the green light.

Zhou Haoran added, "By the way, Dean, please help me get a pass. Otherwise, it's not very convenient for me to drive in and out of the campus. I'm a Fudan student, I'm not an outsider."

This was a small matter. Cheng Dechang called his secretary and registered the license plate number and car model.

Go to the school administration office and it will be done in a short time.

……

Changxing Publishing House, a big name.

It's actually a printing factory.

With the help of Jiang Xiong's cultural industry connections throughout Haigang and the introduction of his Writers Association network, he became an instant hit.

There is no need to actively look for people or connections.

Booksellers are coming to our door.

Price war is the most effective competitive strategy from ancient times to the present!
After winning the order from the Writers Association, he won three more orders in succession.

When Zhou Haoran went there that day, he happened to see Li Changxing seeing off a bookseller with a smile on his face.

"Is this another deal?"

"Hey, take it!"

Li Changxing is feeling quite pleased with himself now.

Zhou Haoran walked into the factory with him. "We pay first and place orders later. Let them pay a deposit first. All fees must be paid in full before work begins. The triangular debts in the publishing industry are too risky if this crisis is not resolved."

Li Changxing smiled and said, "It's right to pay first. It saves me the trouble of dealing with the bank. Without this step, it would be so easy."

Entering the factory, the machines roared.

The printing press is running.

The smell is very pungent because in addition to ink, some other chemicals are used in the printing process.

But I found that none of the workers were wearing masks.

“What’s that smell?”

"Curing agents, cleaning agents, coatings, inks, and so on."

"This is dangerous!"

Zhou Haoran had a serious expression and looked very serious.

Li Changxing didn't take it seriously, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Zhou Haoran glanced at him and said, "We used to only operate once every few months, and the strange smell would dissipate quickly. Now we're operating every day, and we'll have to work two or three shifts. The whole factory will be filled with the smell of chemicals."

Li Changxing smiled and said, "It's okay!"

"Buy masks and work clothes."

Zhou Haoran made arrangements without question.

Li Changxing frowned slightly. "That's not necessary. Printing plants across the country are like this. We're different from paper mills. Even if this smell is harmful, it's very mild."

Zhou Haoran said: "Even if it's harmless, it needs to be regulated. This is a publicity project."

"Image project?" Li Changxing was slightly stunned. "Who are you showing it to?"

"media."

"media?"

"Now that we've made our move, we can't show mercy. Next, we need to find some media outlets to report on it and do some advertising." Zhou Haoran had the resources at his disposal, so he naturally had to utilize them. "Just wait and see, I'm going to be ruthless with Sancai Printing!"

(End of this chapter)