After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 283 Not Living in Others' Eyes

Clearly, Zhou Haoran was overthinking things.

The two families have a very good relationship.

This can be traced back to the personal relationship between Mr. Tang and Mr. Sun from the previous generation. The two had a close relationship, and naturally, the younger generations of both families also had contact.

Unfortunately, Mr. Sun from the previous generation passed away first. With the help of Mr. Zhou, Mr. Tang is about to undergo a kidney transplant, and his life seems to have a chance to be extended further.

However, this new generation of Mr. Sun, who has inherited his father's mantle, is truly unbearable to look at.

He's quite loyal.

He took out 10,000 yuan and insisted on giving it to Tang Youzhi.

Sun Xinghuo rambled on, saying that he had originally wanted to donate one of his kidneys to the old man, but was worried about a mismatch. Now, a matching kidney had been found, and everything was fine!
Tang Shiyi was annoyed by his empty and irrelevant words and scolded him, "Sun Xinghuo, this is a hospital, keep your voice down!"

"Hey, Lu Ming's here too!"

Sun Xinghuo forced a smile, clearly not enjoying interacting with this younger sister.

Tang Shiyi pointed at Zhou Haoran, "Your uncle is here, aren't you going to pay your respects?"

"what?"

Sun Xinghuo was stunned for a moment, then looked Zhou Haoran up and down.

Tang Shiyi said coldly, "He is Zhou Haoran, the great master!"

"Ouch!"

Sun Xinghuo quickly took two steps and came to Zhou Haoran's side, making a gesture as if to bow.

Zhou Haoran was startled.

I thought to myself, "Am I supposed to kowtow in this hospital corridor?"
This guy's a bit weird!

Go pull him out quickly!
Sun Xinghuo is tall, strong, and muscular; how could anyone hold him back?

Fortunately, it wasn't kneeling.

Bend your left knee, let your right hand hang down, and lean your upper body slightly forward.

It's somewhat similar to the "Daqianli" of the Manchu people in the past.

"Sun Xinghuo greets Mr. Zhou!"

"You're too kind, please get up!"

Zhou Haoran, not wanting to offend someone who was smiling, helped him up.

Sun Xinghuo stood up and said with a hearty laugh, "So you're Zhou Haoran? You wrote to me back then saying that a capable person had come to the Red Mansion, and that he had made great achievements. He resolved a commercial dispute worth several million yuan and saved two publishing companies right away."

Zhou Haoran said politely, "It's all good luck."

Sun Xinghuo said, "I also voted in favor of your selection as the Grand Master."

“Sun Xinghuo, the Master is an elder, we all call him ‘Uncle’, can’t you have some manners?”

Tang Shiyi made no attempt to hide his contempt for him.

Zhou Haoran smiled and said nonchalantly, "Since we're from the same sect, there's no need to be so formal."

Sun Xinghuo disliked dealing with this younger sister and quickly said, "Uncle, I have something to do. Here's my business card. If you need any help, just come to me... I own the entire nightclub street in Xuhui! Youzhi, Luming, I have to go now!"

He waved to his two henchmen, then slunk away.

Zhou Haoran waved goodbye to him, but his eyes showed some displeasure as he looked at Tang Shiyi. "They're here to visit the old man, so be nicer to them."

"I don't like him!"

Tang Shiyi's demeanor was indifferent; his feelings of closeness or distance towards someone were written all over his face.

At this moment, the ward became restless.

Kidney donors are on their way.

It'll only take 10 minutes!

Time to go to the ward!
There were many doctors and nurses present; this was arguably the biggest surgery Huashan Hospital had performed recently. Many people crowded around Mr. Tang on his hospital bed as they headed to the operating room…

Tang Shiyi stepped forward and signed the preoperative consent form on behalf of the family.

After we took the old man to the ward.

Only then did things quiet down.

The surgery will take at least four or five hours.

Tang Youzhi waited outside the operating room.

Tang Shiyi called Zhou Haoran and told him to go back to the ward to wait. She even made him coffee.

Zhou Haoran asked, "Lu Ming, is that Sun Xinghuo the big boss?"

"Bullshit boss."

Tang Shiyi curled his lip, looking quite disdainful.

Zhou Haoran asked in surprise, "Didn't he say that the whole street of nightclubs belongs to him?"

Tang Shiyi said, "He's a security guard, he's there to watch the place. He gets into fights every day, and I don't know how many times he's been arrested."

"Oh!"

Zhou Haoran then understood.

These days, society is still very chaotic, especially in nightclubs. Without a bit of ruthlessness and a willingness to use knives and guns, you really can't keep your business going.

“No matter what, they came with good intentions and even took money.” Zhou Haoran thought her personality was really bad. “You should be nicer to them.”

Tang Shiyi said coldly, "I will not live in the eyes of others."

Zhou Haoran felt she should be more tactful, "at least to maintain appearances."

"Playing along?" Tang Shiyi curled her lips in disdain. "True is true, and false is false. Good is good, and bad is bad. I won't compromise with the hypocrisy of this world. If you think Lin Guiyan is good, go find her!"

Zhou Haoran was a bit confused. "What does this have to do with Editor-in-Chief Lin?"

Tang Shiyi brought the coffee over, her eyes fixed on him. "Are you standing with her, or with me?"

Zhou Haoran chuckled, "I'm just a small-time salesperson, what can I decide?" "Hypocrite!"

Tang Shiyi's eyes were filled with contempt.

Zhou Haoran originally wanted to advise her to be more polite in her interactions with others.

After listening to her say a few words, I felt like I had nothing to say.

My smoothness, sophistication, ingratiation, and ability to please everyone in interpersonal relationships... is this so-called high emotional intelligence really true?
Pain is expressed with genuine sincerity, while comfort and warmth are expressed with feigned affection.

Which is more important?
The cruel truth and the beautiful lie.

Which is more valuable?
Society is like a knife and axe, smoothing out everyone's rough edges.

People love the beautiful fairy tales created by Disney, but the original Grimm's Fairy Tales have become banned books.

Zhou Haoran felt he was not qualified to teach her, so he could only say, "Lu Ming, the workplace is a complex environment. It's normal for you and Editor-in-Chief Lin to have some power struggles."

"That's not normal!" Tang Shiyi disagreed with this statement. "This is a battle between sincerity and lies! I have a bad temper, but I'm a good person; she has a good temper, but she's a bad person."

"What are these?"

Zhou Haoran found it somewhat amusing, thinking she was like a child.

Tang Shiyi coldly said, "The higher the IQ of a bad person, the greater the harm they cause; the higher the EQ of a bad person, the more destructive they are."

“Hmm…” Zhou Haoran paused for a moment, then analyzed, “The situation with ‘Family Matters’ might not be good for you. You should be prepared.”

"what?"

Tang Shiyi showed a hint of surprise.

Zhou Haoran said, "Deputy Director Yi is being transferred away from the Lifestyle Channel."

"Lin Guiyan's backing is gone."

Tang Shiyi was completely unaware of the intricacies behind this.

Zhou Haoran said seriously, "Then you're mistaken. Lu Ming, you're so smart, you know your situation best. The reason you've been able to continue as the producer of 'Family Matters' for the past year or so, holding onto power, is precisely because Yi Changping is the deputy director."

Tang Shiyi sat opposite him with her arms crossed, saying, "This is inexplicable."

Zhou Haoran said, "Director Zhan and Yi Changping are sworn enemies. Yi Changping has visited your program team many times for research and inspection, which is actually to support Editor-in-Chief Lin. However, Director Zhan is in charge of the program. He will also support you because he wants to suppress Yi Changping!"

Tang Shiyi remained silent in thought.

Zhou Haoran continued, "I heard that this time 'Family Matters' has been split into two parts, with you and Editor-in-Chief Lin each in charge of half. It's like she's taken away half of your power. This has nothing to do with me; it's because Yi Changping is being transferred peacefully, and Director Zhan has no need to deliberately suppress Editor-in-Chief Lin anymore. Maybe it's a private agreement between Director Zhan and Yi Changping."

"I just want to do my best with my column."

Tang Shiyi had no interest in those scheming and backstabbing matters.

Zhou Haoran sighed, "The sad thing is that if you want to accomplish even the smallest thing, you have to make huge compromises with this world."

"My name is Tang Shiyi, and I only represent myself." Tang Shiyi nodded slightly. "I didn't say you were wrong; I just want to be myself."

……

The operation was successful.

Zhou Haoran went there for several days in a row.

That day, Dean Cheng summoned me to the school.

It was said that his application was approved, and Zhou Haoran was officially selected for the school's editorial board.

This editorial board is quite remarkable.

The editorial board is comprised of a distinguished group of experts, including Fudan University's top specialists, historians, sociologists, renowned scholars, academicians, professors, and more. It serves the entire university's teaching system.

For example, Zhou Haoran joined the Computer Science Group of the Science and Engineering Department of the Editorial Board of Fudan University.

It's not just aimed at the School of Computer Science.

Other departments, such as the School of Medicine, the School of Mathematics, and the School of Communication, also offer computer-related courses to varying degrees, which are all overseen by the school's editorial board.

Zhou Haoran has an obligation to be responsible for the promotion and popularization of computer education throughout the school.

This task is very difficult.

"Dean Cheng, am I capable?"

Zhou Haoran has never worked in education.

Dean Cheng chuckled and said, "Scared?"

Zhou Haoran said, "I'm afraid of misleading young people."

"So many people are watching," Dean Cheng said meaningfully. "You were selected not because you were qualified, but because you were selected exceptionally, representing the face of Fudan University."

"Oh!"

Zhou Haoran then understood what it meant.

Dean Cheng said in a low voice, "I'm discussing your academic qualifications with the school right now. Your status as a first-year undergraduate student is definitely not acceptable."

Zhou Haoran's eyes lit up. "How about you forge me a graduation certificate?"

"Forgery?" Dean Cheng's eyes widened. "What are you thinking?"

Zhou Haoran chuckled.

Dean Cheng said, "Universities nowadays operate on a credit system. Normally, as long as you accumulate enough credits, you can graduate."

"I'm graduating early?"

If Zhou Haoran wants to make it in academia, he must pass the test of his academic background.

The identity of a college student is simply not appropriate.

Dean Cheng nodded. "That's basically the idea. Next semester should be the last semester. A vice-principal previously suggested that you complete four years of undergraduate courses in one year. At the end of next semester, you can graduate with a bachelor's degree directly. Then you can come to my school and skip to pursue a doctorate."

Zhou Haoran smirked, "Isn't that a huge leap?"

“So many students skip grades in primary and secondary school, and that’s still nine years of compulsory education. In theory, universities can be more flexible.” Dean Cheng had his plan: “I’ll try to get you promoted to associate professor as soon as possible, within three or four years.”

(End of this chapter)