Human thinking is the most complex thing in the world. Sometimes when your thoughts are clear, you feel that all your troubles are unnecessary.
After the Spring Festival, Fang Ming devoted himself to the construction of the new campus with even greater enthusiasm.
At the same time, the educational reform of Nanchuan University of Technology, driven by its president Lu Xueping, has also achieved remarkable results.
After rectifying the school spirit and academic style, Lu Xueping curbed academic inbreeding, introduced a large number of outstanding talents from other places, and provided them with very generous scientific research treatment.
After the construction of the key laboratory, Lu Xueping secured a series of supporting projects, and the teaching of Nanchuan University of Technology showed a prosperous scene.
Chen Shaojun took action to deal with Wu Chengyun. This guy became more at ease and the project went smoothly.
On April 10th, the main structure was successfully capped, and Fang Ming arranged a grand celebration ceremony.
Several large trucks brought pigs, chickens, ducks and other poultry. Fang Ming set up a factory shed in the open space of the construction site, killing pigs and chickens, and was very busy.
At around 11:30, Lu Xueping arrived at the construction site accompanied by Vice Principal Hou Jinfeng.
Steaming hot dishes were put on the table, and everyone gathered at the construction site for dinner.
Lu Xueping was an educated youth in his early years and also worked on a construction site. The scene in front of him reminded him of that exciting youth era.
"Fang Ming, not bad, not bad!" Lu Xueping praised.
"Principal Lu, the exterior decoration will be completed within two months and will be put into use by then. According to preliminary estimates, these projects can bring millions of profits to Nanchuan University of Technology every year."
Lu Xueping is an intellectual at heart, but he does not have the pedantry of an intellectual. In this business society, both units and individuals should put interests first.
After the construction is completed, Fang Ming's company will exit and Centaline Real Estate will take over.
COSCO Real Estate has mature operation and management experience, and these projects are the school's financial resources. - At twelve o'clock at noon, the firecrackers were set off, and the workers came to the table one after another.
Early this morning, Fang Ming gave the workers a holiday, letting them take a shower and change clothes, and celebrate the topping out of the main body with a brand new look.
After setting off the 20,000 firecrackers, the workers began to eat and drink.
Hou Jinfeng sat in his seat and looked at the vulgar expressions of these workers, making the boss feel uncomfortable.
"Jin Feng, when I went to the countryside to become an educated youth, I didn't eat as well as I do now. At that time, having a white-flour steamed bun was considered a tooth-beating sacrifice."
"Yes, yes!" Hou Jinfeng echoed the teacher's words.
After some calculation, the teacher is already sixty-three now, and there are still two years until the end. These two years are crucial. I must win the teacher's trust.
With this calculation in mind, Hou Jinfeng put away his disdainful eyes and took the initiative to raise a glass of wine and toast the workers, drinking happily.
A complicated look flashed across Lu Xueping's eyes. He nodded and then shook his head. No one could guess what he was thinking.
In fact, Lu Xueping's thoughts were all on Fang Ming.
For a nineteen-year-old young man to be able to independently complete such a huge engineering project is an incredible achievement in itself.
What's more, this young man himself is the top scorer in the national college entrance examination.
Fang Ming, such an outstanding young man should be well cultivated. Lu Xueping had the idea of accepting a disciple.
According to Lu Xueping's academic achievements and reputation, he has stopped recruiting master's students five years ago. But if Fang Ming is willing, he can make an exception for this.
"Fang Ming, do you have any plans to continue your education?"
Fang Ming's answer was unexpected: "Principal Lu, I think studying and going to university is enough."
Again, they were talking about the uselessness of reading. Lu Xueping was disgusted with these remarks, but this sentence came from Fang Ming's mouth, and he wanted to hear it.
"Today's social atmosphere is becoming increasingly impetuous. People are chasing fame and fortune, and university campuses are becoming impetuous. It doesn't make much sense for me to continue studying for graduate school."
"But it's always good to read more books."
"Principal Lu, I admit that you are an ideal and ambitious educator. You have put your ideals into practice and taken a step that many people dare not take. However, I am afraid that you do not dare to have any hope of the final outcome of the reform.
Too many expectations.”
Lu Xueping was shocked that this young man had seen through his deepest worries.
On the surface, the reform of Nanchuan University of Technology is booming, and it has achieved some results and changed some teaching styles. But in the overall social environment, can this kind of reform be sustainable?
The Huaxia Kingdom has been an official-based country for thousands of years, and universities have become increasingly bureaucratic. Under the rigid administrative system, Lu Xueping's reforms needless to say, and the end can be seen.
This is a kind of sadness! Lu Xueping felt a sense of sadness.
Lu Xueping, who is familiar with history, knows that reform in China is a very difficult matter. Because reform is not only a challenge to the existing system, reform also has to deal with strong historical inertia.
But there is such a kind of person in this world, no matter how far and difficult the road ahead is, he will still make his own way.
Lu Xueping returned to the previous topic and said sincerely: "Fang Ming, why don't you want to further your studies?"
"Principal Lu, studying is not the only choice for a person's growth!"
Lu Xueping also agreed with this, and he no longer forced himself: "It seems that our classmate Fang Ming is a very persistent person. I wish you a bright future."
"Principal Lu, I also wish you to become a successful reformer."
The two drank a drink, and Hou Jinfeng was a little surprised. He knew that his teacher rarely drank, but this time he made an exception and drank more than one or two drinks. This Fang Ming seemed to be valued by the teacher. Hou Jinfeng made up his mind.
You should pay more attention to him.
After lunch, Fang Ming sent Lu Xueping back to school, leaving Chen Shaojun to take care of the rest.
In the car, Fang Ming received a call from Qian Ling with an urgent tone.
After seeing off Principal Lu, Fang Ming immediately drove to the living street of the old campus.
A tall and thick aunt put her hands on her hips, pointed at Qian Ling and Wang Xiaofei's noses and cursed them.
The aunt was surrounded by a group of waiters, who stood nearby and watched the fun.
"What's going on?" Fang Ming pulled Qian Ling over.
This pull made the fat aunt unhappy: "Little girl, you also invited helpers, guys, please help me."
Brooms and spatulas flew over, and at this time Fang Ming's hard Qigong exerted its power.
There was only a jingling sound, and all these things flew back. The fat aunt became less arrogant, but her mouth was still tough: "Boy, don't think you--"
To deal with arrogant and unreasonable people, force is the best choice. Fang Ming sneered, he grabbed an iron spatula and broke it directly. The waiters present did not expect that Fang Ming was so strong, and they all stood still.
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"Boy, you can do it! I'll let you go this time and let's go back."
Seeing that she couldn't get any benefit, the fat aunt immediately turned around and left. Only after the scolding shrew left did Ming Ming have time to ask Qian Ling what happened.
"We suspect this restaurant is using oil to sell oil."
Gushui oil means scooping up the oil on the surface of food and refining it. This is a normal thing in some small restaurants.
Fang Ming smiled. He suddenly patted Qian Ling on the head and said, "Qian Ling, even if you have doubts, don't say it outright on the spot."
This fat aunt was originally a well-known shrew in this living street. Qian Ling and Wang Xiaofei were so angry about book business that they scolded the fat aunt on the spot. It would be strange if she didn't get angry.
Qian Ling felt a little aggrieved. She thought Fang Ming would praise her a few words. After all, she was still fighting against evil forces.
"What? Not convinced? How reasonable are these people's reasoning? We need to get evidence before we can act."
"Evidence? It's easy to find." Wang Xiaofei interjected.
Looking at the two innocent little kids, Fang Ming didn't know what to say.
Since these people dare to blatantly use water to sell oil, they must have ways to circumvent government departments, and they must fully understand the situation before taking action.
"It's only the afternoon now. If we come back at night, they won't dare to recycle used oil in broad daylight."
"What a great idea. How come I couldn't think of such a simple idea?" Qian Ling praised.
Fang Ming could only look up to the sky and sigh. For a girl like Qian Ling who comes from a scholarly family, all she sees is the extremely beautiful side. Naturally, she would not expect this.
It seems that reading too many books sometimes makes you really stupid!
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Ming drove his Volkswagen over in advance.
At ten o'clock, the finishing work on the project was arranged, and Fang Ming took Chen Shaojun's cross-country to Life Street.
Qian Ling and Wang Xiaofei got into Fang Ming's Volkswagen at nine o'clock. They had been staring at these small restaurants.
At eleven o'clock, oil smoke came out of the small restaurant on Life Street, and the strong smell of oil was nauseating.
Qian Ling said angrily: "They are indeed refining gutter oil!"
"Don't get angry, women who get angry get old easily." Fang Ming joked.
"Aren't you angry or angry? I doubt Fang Ming is really hard-hearted!"
It seems that this Qian Ling is not only out of mind, but also very angry. Fang Ming sneered and asked: "Being angry and angry are signs of incompetence. If you have the ability to be angry, you won't be bullied by that shrew this morning."
In one sentence, Qian Ling was speechless. Fang Ming was here to help her, so why did she get angry at him? It seems that anger can really destroy a person's sanity sometimes.
"I'm sorry, I was irrational." Qian Ling apologized in a low voice.
"What, I didn't hear?"
"I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Qian Ling said loudly. Fortunately, the window glass has sound insulation function, otherwise these small restaurants would have been alarmed.
Waiting is always boring, so Fang Ming deliberately had some fun: "Now I know how stupid some women are. But I didn't expect that some women have neither."
Qian Ling looked at her C-cup breasts and wanted to get angry but couldn't, her face turned red with embarrassment.
Haha, if Deputy Minister Qian knew that he had molested her daughter, I don’t know how he would feel.
"It's out, look!" Wang Xiaofei pointed ahead. At the entrance of the small restaurant, recycled sewage oil was placed one after another. These had been initially filtered.
Fang Ming glanced at it and saw that so many restaurants were filtering the oil, so they must be selling it.
Facts proved Fang Ming's suspicion. Ten minutes later, a small tanker carrying oil drove into Life Street.