Capital.

In a small courtyard on Yuetan North Street, there are two four-story buildings in the Soviet style. The Institute of Economic Strategy of the Academy of Social Sciences is located on one of the buildings, occupying a floor and a half of the area. Feng Xiaochen, a later generation, also visited here, but the office building had undergone several rounds of renovation at that time. Although the appearance still looks as simple and heavy as it is now, the corridors have been covered with anti-slip tiles, each room has independent air conditioning, and some offices even have fingerprint-recognized door locks.

Compared with later generations, the furnishings in this office building can only be described in the word "sad". People who occasionally walk through the corridor are wearing some old-looking clothes, with the vicissitudes left by time on their faces, which is no different from migrant workers in later generations. But Feng Xiaochen knew that any of these people were all famous economists in later generations, and their names would frequently appear in various books.

"You are Feng Xiaochen? It seems that you are much more mature than in the archives. I have always been worried that you are too young to take care of yourself."

In the administrative office of the Strategy Institute, Liu Yahui, secretary of academic affairs and secretary of life, checked Feng Xiaochen's registration certificate, looked up and down, and commented with a smile.

Liu Yahui is a very typical middle-aged aunt in the Beijing government office. She has worked in the unit for decades. She is familiar with everyone from top to bottom, and she is warm and speaks without any restraint. She has read Feng Xiaochen's file for a long time and knows that this freshman is 23 years old, so she is not a child. However, her thinking is biased by the "educational qualification" column in Feng Xiaochen's file. She always thinks that Feng Xiaochen is a junior high school student, so she is naturally the kind of figures and Tusen breaks.

"I went to the educated youth site to be an educated youth at the age of 14. There is no problem with taking care of myself." Feng Xiaochen also replied with a smile. The "self-care" mentioned by Liu Yahui is really too misunderstood, but Feng Xiaochen does not intend to correct it.

Feng Xiaochen's self-introduction made Liu Yahuidun feel compassionate. She shook her head and sighed: "I've been to become an educated youth at the age of 14? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's really not easy, I must have suffered a lot, right?"

"It's okay, everyone around me is taking good care of me." Feng Xiaochen said.

"Yeah, there are still many good people in this world!" Liu Yahui made an unremarkable comment, and then said: "It's okay. When you go to the Strategic Institute, come to me if you have any life matters. I will arrange it for you. By the way, I also specially arranged an older comrade in the same dormitory as you. What is his name... By the way, he is Wang Zhenbin, a director of the State Planning Commission. He is 40 years old this year. He is a college student in the 1960s. He is the eldest brother of your class."

"Is that so good? I can learn more from the elder brother." Feng Xiaochen said perfunctorily. For such enthusiastic aunt, you must always agree with her words, so that she feels that you are humble and cautious, and that you are an educated child, so that she will take care of you in every possible way in the future. On the contrary, if you ignore her words or even show boredom, you will be on her blacklist, and maybe you will be embarrassed at any time. Feng Xiaochen had such an aunt in his previous life, and he was very good at dealing with such people.

Sure enough, Feng Xiaochen's attitude made Liu Yahui quite happy. She said, "Xiao Feng, it would be very good for you to have such an attitude. I have seen it. Among the six students in our class, you have the lowest education and only have a junior high school diploma. But it doesn't matter, as long as you have the spirit of hard study, there is no difficulty catching up. Your tutor is Teacher Shen? He is a good person. Everyone in the institute knows that Teacher Shen has a very good temper and is very good to students. You are considering to find the right person."

"Yes, yes, when the leaders of the Economic Commission arranged for me to study, they also said this."

"Come on, I'll take you to the dormitory and introduce you to the situation of the Strategy Institute."

Aunt Liu's kindness was something that Feng Xiaochen could not refuse. He could only obediently carry his luggage rolls, followed Liu Yahui, went down the office building, and came to the building opposite.

This building is called a teaching building, with the first and second floors being classrooms, conference rooms, warehouses, etc., and the third and fourth floors being student dormitories and young teachers' dormitories.

There are three research institutes in this small courtyard on Yuetan North Street, and the graduate students are recruited every year, so the dormitory is quite abundant. The students are all in one room, each with a bed, a table, a cabinet and a bookshelves. Such conditions are even much better than the single employees in some units.

Feng Xiaochen has a residence in the capital, but according to the regulations of the institute, graduate students must live in the school, and the admission notice clearly stated that they should bring their luggage to report. Feng Xiaochen had asked someone to inquire about it, knowing that the institute is not too strict in this regard, and no one will check it out. Generally speaking, because there are many courses in the first grade, it is more convenient for students to live in the institute most of the time. When it is in the second and third grades, if students are willing to go home and live, it is okay. Of course, the premise of doing this is not too ostentatious. If you go home and live in a circle of friends, you are trying to death. Even if the institute does not cause trouble, can the leaders in the hospital spare you?

Liu Yahui led Feng Xiaochen and continued to introduce various situations. He soon came to the door of the dormitory assigned to Feng Xiaochen. The door of the dormitory was closed and it showed that there was already someone inside. Liu Yahui stood outside the door and shouted: "Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang, Comrade Xiao Feng, who is in the dormitory with you, is here."

Before he finished speaking, the door was opened. A middle-aged man who was around 40 years old, dressed neatly and had very distinct characteristics of a cadre in the office. The middle-aged man greeted Liu Yahui first, then turned his eyes to Feng Xiaochen, stretched out his hand and said enthusiastically: "You are Comrade Feng Xiaochen, right? Welcome. My name is Wang Zhenbin, I used to work in the State Planning Commission. I heard from Teacher Liu that the person in the dormitory with me was a young comrade. I am old, stupid and slow to learn things. I will ask you for more help in the future."

Feng Xiaochen shook hands with the other party and said, "Brother Wang, you are polite. Teacher Liu has told me just now that I have the lowest education in our class, only the education of graduating from junior high school. Brother Wang is a college student in the 1960s and has a high level. I will ask Brother Wang for more help in academic matters in the future."

Wang Zhenbin said: "Where are, what I have learned, have long been out of date. You young people have a wide range of knowledge, so you should help me more."

Hearing the two of them flatter each other, Liu Yahui cheered on the side: "Haha, you two have such a good attitude. They are both very modest. You can help each other in the future. Xiao Wang, I will hand over Xiao Feng to you. You must take good care of him in life. I have other things, so I will leave first."

"Goodbye Teacher Liu!"

"Thank you, Teacher Liu!"

Seeing Liu Yahui walking away, Wang Zhenbin reached out to take the luggage from Feng Xiaochen's hand, let him into the room, then pointed to a bed beside the window and said, "Xiao Feng, how about you sleep in this bed? If you are not used to it, we can change it."

With two beds in a room, the position by the window is undoubtedly better, with more light, and it is not as noisy as the bed next to the door. Wang Zhenbin came earlier than Feng Xiaochen, but occupied the bed near the door and left a good position for his later roommates. This small detail made Feng Xiaochen feel a little fond of him. Wang Zhenbin knew about Feng Xiaochen in advance, whether in terms of qualifications or administrative level, Wang Zhenbin was higher than Feng Xiaochen. In this case, he was able to act in a low-key manner, which also reflected Wang Zhenbin's attitude towards affairs.

"Brother Wang, you are older than me, so you should sleep by the window and beside the door." Feng Xiaochen said politely.

Wang Zhenbin understood Feng Xiaochen's kindness that he had released. He smiled and said, "No need, I'm sleeping soundly, and it doesn't matter if I lean against the door."

"How is this suitable?" Feng Xiaochen said as if he was embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's fate to be able to live together, so don't worry about these things. By the way, don't talk about the elder brother, you'd better call me Lao Wang." Wang Zhenbin helped Feng Xiaochen put his luggage on the bed by the window and said happily.

"Call you old turtle? Isn't this suitable? Isn't this a swearing?" Feng Xiaochen said with his eyes blinking.

"What's wrong with this? How could it be a swearing..." Wang Zhenbin didn't notice his own grammatical problem at first, but when he found a teasing look on Feng Xiaochen's face, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he reacted and laughed: "Haha, I can't tell, you little Feng is quite a bit bad. I'll take your words without paying attention."

"You said it yourself, I have nothing." Feng Xiaochen said as if he was wronged.

After a harmless joke, the two of them immediately became familiar with each other. Wang Zhenbin was originally worried that Feng Xiaochen was too young and not easy to get along with. Because young people like Feng Xiaochen were either successful in their youth and looked down on older classmates, or they were ashamed of their lack of qualifications and seemed cramped in front of him, a qualified official. Now it seems that Feng Xiaochen's performance is neither humble nor arrogant. On the one hand, he respected Wang Zhenbin, but on the other hand, he was not nervous, and could joke with him easily. In this way, both of Wang Zhenbin's worries were eliminated. Wang Zhenbin's home is also in the capital, but according to regulations, he had to live in the dormitory for a while. It is of course a pleasant thing to have a cheerful and smart roommate.
Chapter completed!