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An archaeological and cultural relics department in Linshan City.

Hu Zhengchu, who is over seventy years old, was teaching newcomers how to identify cultural relics when his cell phone suddenly rang.

The call connected, and an old friend's anxious voice came through: "Old Hu, have you seen that statement online?"

Hu Zhengchu was taken aback, somewhat puzzled.

"Sigh, it's a joint statement issued by 45 universities saying that anyone who has ever worked at Haichuan University will not be hired in the future," my old friend sighed on the phone, quickly recounting the situation.

"Has Haichuan University dug up the ancestral graves of these universities?" Hu Zhengchu said indignantly after hearing this.

"Old Hu, I'm thinking, maybe we should play it safe and not rush into the Dragon Seeking and Gold Divination Technique. How about we postpone our teaching positions at Haichuan University?"

My old friend's voice on the phone was full of worry and conflict. He smiled bitterly and said, "I've already asked a few people, including Lao Zhang, and they're all planning to quit."

Not long after the Han Dynasty tomb was exposed, several veteran archaeologists signed employment agreements to join Haichuan University, hoping to learn the legendary, long-lost art of finding dragon veins and dividing gold.

But who knew this would suddenly happen?

If this were to be blacklisted by 45 universities, it would be no laughing matter, and it would allow for a last-minute reversal and prevent further losses.

"You guys think it over carefully. Anyway, I'm not backing down," Hu Zhengchu said in a deep voice, frowning.

He is already quite old, and now his only pursuit is to learn more sophisticated archaeological theories and knowledge, to better protect tombs, and to engage in the excavation and protection of cultural relics.

If Wei Ying hadn't mastered the art of finding dragon veins and dividing gold, he wouldn't have decided to join Haichuan University as a teacher. But now that he's joined, he won't easily leave.

Zizhou City, a top-tier university.

Yang Anguo is giving a lesson to his students, explaining the history of modern sculpture.

"Ring ring—" After the bell rang, Yang Anguo closed his book, looked at the students below the podium, and said goodbye: "Classmates, today is the last class I will teach you."

He recently accepted a job offer from Haichuan University, signed an employment agreement, and decided to switch jobs to become a teacher.

In terms of compensation, Haichuan University is extremely generous, offering an annual salary of two million yuan, as well as various learning and further education opportunities.

In addition, he was deeply attracted by the superb sculptural skills on the gate of Haichuan University.

In the field of sculpture, it is estimated that no other university in China can compare with Haichuan University.

Not long after class ended, he noticed the statement that was causing a stir online.

Forty-five universities across China have united to boycott Haichuan University, declaring they will never hire any faculty members who have worked at Haichuan University! Yenching University is leading the boycott!

"Never to be hired again?" Upon seeing these four words, Yang Anguo couldn't help but frown, his expression turning grim.

This statement from the universities effectively cuts off all his options, meaning he can only teach at Haichuan University from now on, and no other university in China will accept him. It's tantamount to a blacklist!

For a moment, he suddenly hesitated.

Liangcheng City, National Calligraphy Association.

Song Yushan is holding a calligraphy brush, his posture upright, and he is practicing calligraphy with great concentration.

On his desk lay sheets of discarded manuscript paper, each bearing the four characters: Haichuan University. This was the same font carved on the university's main gate, a font that had already forged its own path.

After a long while, Song Yushan finally put down his brush, patted his aching arm, and muttered to himself, his expression filled with emotion.

These days he has been trying to trace the characters on the gate of Haichuan University, but progress has been very slow.

It is worth mentioning, however, that although he only wrote four-tenths of the true meaning, he has made great progress in the art of calligraphy and taken a big step forward.

"Teacher, something terrible has happened! Several universities have jointly issued a statement to blacklist Haichuan University!" Suddenly, one of his students rushed in, looking panicked.

Song Yushan paused, and a drop of ink spread across the Xuan paper.

"What statement?" Song Yushan was taken aback.

"Forty-five universities have jointly boycotted Haichuan University, stating that anyone who has taught at Haichuan University will be permanently blacklisted and will not be hired!"

The student swallowed hard and explained the contents of the statement.

"What?" Song Yushan's expression changed drastically, as if struck by lightning.

Just two days ago, he reached an agreement with Wei Ying to teach calligraphy at Haichuan University.

On the one hand, Wei Yingkai's treatment was extremely generous, far exceeding that of other universities; on the other hand, Wei Yingkai also promised to make his calligraphy skills improve by leaps and bounds.

He had been studying calligraphy for decades, but had been stuck at a bottleneck all these years. Wei Ying's words hit him right where it hurt, leaving him no choice but to agree.

But at this critical juncture, these domestic universities suddenly jumped out and issued this statement.

"Teacher? Are you still going to Haichuan University?" the student asked cautiously.

Song Yushan gave a wry smile and didn't answer. But the answer was already self-evident. Offending forty-five top universities for the sake of Haichuan University was simply not worth it.

After all, we still need to work in this industry in the future, and nobody wants to push themselves to the brink.

Those who were initially attracted to Haichuan University and were hesitant about submitting their resumes have all given up on the idea and chosen to wait and see.

Construction site near the mountain.

Wei Ying also saw the joint statement.

"Yenching University, Tsinghua University, Peking University, Nantian University, Sihai University, Huazhong University..."

He softly read out the names of the forty-five universities, all of which were top-tier institutions in the country, either first-class or 985/211 universities.

It has to be said that this was a brilliant move, directly targeting the Achilles' heel and attempting to destroy Haichuan University.

After this incident, he will probably never be able to recruit any more teachers. Not only that, but some of the 800 faculty and staff he has recruited may also have to resign.

You should know that he put a lot of effort into recruiting these 800 people.

First, they poured money into it, then made all sorts of promises, with each person's annual salary starting at least a million, and the highest reaching six million. Salaries alone would amount to a billion yuan a year!

But now, these schools are using this desperate measure to undermine the very foundation of the economy, openly threatening these 800 people. He has already received more than ten phone calls, all subtly expressing their desire to withdraw.

"I'll remember this grudge." Wei Ying's eyes flickered slightly as he silently memorized these forty-five universities.

He then took a deep breath, turned on his computer, and opened an encrypted electronic document on the desktop. It contained electronic textbooks for various subjects at Haichuan University.

"It seems I have no choice but to distribute the textbooks first," Wei Ying muttered to himself. He found the email addresses of the 800 teachers who had been recruited and sent them their respective textbooks.

These teaching materials are all from the "Cutting-Edge Research Theories of Various Fields on Blue Star" that he redeemed from the system store. They bring together the latest research results in various fields on Blue Star and are leading the country.

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