The next day, as planned, Bei Xiaotian rushed to Nanhua University and made a round with Zhang Zihui.

They decided to talk to the school’s logistics director first, hoping to successfully obtain the right to publish the school’s street light advertisement.

Zhang Zihui was waiting by the window on the floor and looked at it. She saw Bei Xiaotian reaching the downstairs of the girls' dormitory. She shouted at Bei Xiaotian upstairs and waved her hand, then rushed down.

Bei Xiaotian took Zhang Zihui into his arms, kissed her hair, and said, "Let's go, let's fight!"

When we arrived at the school’s administrative building, we went up to the logistics department. It was a coincidence that Director Zhang sat in the office drinking tea and reading the newspaper. The two knocked on the door and walked in.

Bei Xiaotian is actually quite familiar with this Director Zhang, because the Logistics Department often organizes labor without spending money through the student union, so that students can help the school "make some contribution". When Bei Xiaotian was at school, he was a student union.

Cadres have taken on many such thankless things.

"Hello Teacher Zhang, do you still remember me?" Bei Xiaotian greeted Director Zhang.

Director Zhang had already lifted his pants and refused to recognize others. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember who the boy in front of him was. He shook his head in confusion, but he couldn't figure out the origin of Bei Xiaotian, and there was a fake smile on his face.

, asked politely, "You are..."

Bei Xiaotian introduced himself and mentioned the past when he had worked hard for Director Zhang and others. Director Zhang then said carelessly, "Oh, I remembered it", and pretended to be intimate and cared about the past.

Student, "Which unit are you working in now?"

Seeing that Director Zhang was gentle to others, Zhang Zihui also plucked up the courage to introduce himself. When he heard that he was a student who was still in school, Director Zhang nodded, but his face was dull.

"Born by the teacher's teachings, I now open an advertising company," Bei Xiaotian told Director Zhang, which was also a reply to Director Zhang's concern.

"Oh, I'm opening a company by myself, okay, okay, I'm a boss." Director Zhang was still kind-hearted, but his expression did not change. Although he looked at Bei Xiaotian, his butt was still stuck to the chair and the newspaper in his hand.

He turned over and made a rustling sound.

"I came here this time to ask the teacher to help me." Bei Xiaotian felt Director Zhang's perfunctory behavior, but since he was here, he still had to finish what he should say.

"Oh, ask me for help?" Director Zhang frowned and asked, "What can I help you? What can I help you?"

“I want to post advertisements on the street poles of the school, and of course, I will share the profits with the school…”

"No, this is absolutely not possible. How can a dignified university campus be advertised? This kind of business behavior is not suitable for doing it in schools..."

Director Zhang flatly denied Bei Xiaotian's idea.

Bei Xiaotian was choked by Director Zhang's words and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Director Zhang, doesn't the school encourage us students to start a business?" Zhang Zihui was anxious when she watched from the side and couldn't help but blurt out, "This is also an entrepreneurial model. Just think that the school supports our college students to start a business."

"Hmm?" Director Zhang then looked at Zhang Zihui with a close look, and asked with a frown, "You classmate doesn't seem to pay much attention to your speech."

Perhaps he had never met a student who dared to compete with him for his own fault. Director Zhang obviously became emotional and pointed at Bei Xiaotian and asked Zhang Zihui, "This is the one who advertises in school, is it you or him?"

"Oh, I did it, I did it," Bei Xiaotian signaled Zhang Zihui not to speak, and took the conversation and gave Director Zhang a smile.

"That's right," Director Zhang ignored Bei Xiaotian's smile and taught Zhang Zihui a lesson with a stern face, "Since it was him who did it, then he has graduated and is not our student anymore. How can he be called a student?

What about starting a business?"

Zhang Zihui still wanted to explain, but she didn't want Director Zhang to make the final decision. She waved to them and said, "I can't help you with this matter, you can go back."

After saying that, Director Zhang stopped looking at them and continued to pick up the cup to drink tea and read the newspaper.

The office was so cold and terrible. Bei Xiaotian knew that if he could continue talking, even if he could grow lotus flowers on his tongue, he would not be able to convince Director Zhang, who was inhumane at all. So he said to Director Zhang, "I've caused you trouble."

Director Zhang waved at him without raising his head.

Bei Xiaotian glanced at Zhang Zihui, took her hand and walked out of the logistics office.

"What a destruction teacher?" When he arrived outside the administrative building, Zhang Zihui felt very aggrieved and muttered, "Occasionally, they were all hypocritical on the podium, and taught us to do this and that, look at the face of Director Zhang.

…”

"China's education itself is hopeless. Teachers are not like teachers, students are not like students. In fact, they are in a relationship of mutual transactions. In order to get involved in the diploma, the school deducts students as meat tickets for 4 years, and then sells the diploma to you.

", Bei Xiaotian advised Zhang Zihui, "Think about it, society is so cruel and realistic."

The more Zhang Zihui thought about it, the more angry she became, and pouted her mouth and looked sad, "What's the use of going to college like this?"

"Okay, it's okay." Bei Xiaotian knew that Zhang Zihui was in a bad mood because of her, so he took her in his arms and patted her a few times and comforted her, "This road is not open, so we can find other ways out."

"Believe me!" Bei Xiaotian stared at Zhang Zihui and said firmly.

Zhang Zihui raised her face and looked at Bei Xiaotian, nodded at him, "Of course I believe in you, you are the best."

In fact, when he came down from the administrative building, Bei Xiaotian had already thought of someone, but he was not sure whether this person would help him. But one thing is certain, if even this person could not convince the school leaders,

Then, if you publish an advertisement on the school street lamp pole, you will be sure that there is no hope.

Who is this person?

That's right, this person is Wu Zhaodi. Bei Xiaotian has been thinking about this for the past two days, and he thought secretly that Wu Zhaodi should help this. No matter what, she has the handle of stealing fish in her hands, she is on the surface

I dare not offend me, and I said that this woman has big breasts and no brains. Marrying Liu Feifei is just about greed for wealth and honor. But I promised to give her some shares, but she had no reason to refuse.

Fortunately, Wu Zhaodi's business card was stuck in the wallet. Bei Xiaotian was relatively frugal. He was reluctant to replace this wallet that had been used for many years. But on that day, he took Wu Zhaodi's business card and put it in the wallet, but he didn't expect to take it out.

But Bei Xiaotian's heart was a little ups and downs. He didn't know if Wu Zhaodi could still remember him. For a cat who was used to stealing fish, being stuck by a fishbone occasionally could not change its nature.

In the long river of time, Bei Xiaotian was just a fishbone that had been stuck in Wu Zhaodi's throat.

But no matter what, Wu Zhaodi is undoubtedly a life-saving straw for the entrepreneurial path that Bei Xiaotian faced disillusionment just now. Bei Xiaotian called Wu Zhaodi.

Wu Zhaodi was in a good mood and beyond Bei Xiaotian's expectations. She quickly understood his self-introduction and quickly remembered him.
Chapter completed!