I Am the President of the University

"Principal, what do you want from me?" Wei Peng sat on the chair honestly.

"It's been a while since I came to school, are you still used to it?" Chen Hao looked at Wei Peng. Compared to the first time they met, he looked completely different now.

"Fortunately, the six-person room is quite comfortable, and we can have someone to play black games with." Wei Peng said with joy.

When I first came here, I wasn’t quite used to it, but now I have a very harmonious relationship with my roommates.

When he heard about the game, Chen Hao's face darkened, "You're not addicted to games, are you? How is the writing of the novel going?"

"I write novels every day, and I only play games for a while."

Then, Wei Peng muttered in a low voice, "Principal, why are you like my father? Why don't you think so feudal?"

"Where did you publish the name of the novel? Let me search it." Chen Hao didn't waste any time talking to the other party. He directly asked the title of the book so that the supervisor could see if this guy was actually writing it.

"Yes." After Wei Peng answered honestly and obediently, he glanced at Chen Hao and said, "Principal, you don't read novels, and you probably don't have this software."

"Is it unusual to read a novel? I actually have this software. What's the name of the book?" Chen Hao said lightly.

Although he rarely reads novels, he doesn't read them at all.

"The title of the book is "Rebirth of the Western Han Dynasty: I Become the Marquis of Haihun"" When talking about the novel, Wei Peng instantly became energetic.

"I found it. It's quite popular." Chen Hao looked at the page on the screen. The number of words in this historical novel was just over 100,000, but the collection also reached 100,000, and there were tens of thousands of recommendation votes before the book was released. In less than a month, you have achieved this result?

His eyes moved from the phone screen to Wei Peng. Does this guy really have a talent for writing online?

"Let me take a look first. You sit and play with your phone."

After a while of suspicion, Chen Hao corrected his attitude and started to find fault.

Wei Peng on the side moved his eyes and looked around Chen Hao's office, feeling disappointed.

This office is very simple, with only two paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall. There are no decorations in the room, but the clay figurine of Doraemon on Chen Hao's desk is quite interesting.

"The principal still likes Doraemon? Is he so childlike?" Wei Peng was really shocked.

Perhaps Wei Peng was making too much noise. Chen Hao frowned and looked at him, then immediately calmed down, looking at his nose and his heart.

Wei Peng was afraid of, admired and grateful to the principal who was not much older than him.

He was afraid because when he reported to school that day, he was severely punished by Chen Hao for his bad attitude, which made him realize that the blue man in front of him looked very gentle, but in fact, he contained powerful power in his body.

As for admiration, this is something I learned about the principal from my roommates and classmates after I came to school. A bachelor's degree from MIT, and a PhD degree in 4 years! Those with strong scientific research capabilities, like the Huaxing Mate 45 Porsche version mobile phone with photon screen in his pocket, the most powerful technology, the photon screen, was developed by the principal. It is really too powerful.

The final gratitude is that when everyone thought he was a piece of mud that could not stand up to the wall, Chen Hao stood up and cheered him up, and he became the reborn self he is now.

Thinking of the school presentation a few days ago, the second sister came to Guanghua University as the person in charge of Longxing Group. When she saw her appearance, she was stunned on the spot.

While Wei Peng was thinking wildly, Chen Hao also finished reading the first ten chapters.

Falling back and closing his eyes, Chen Hao rubbed his temples with both hands. What the hell is written here!

"Principal, have you finished reading the first few chapters? How do you feel?" Wei Peng, who looked at Chen Hao's unusual reaction, cast a puzzled look, and then said excitedly, "Principal, let me tell you, my book is at the starting point. It’s No. 1 on both the newcomer list and the new book list!”

"Is your book number one?" Chen Hao was stunned and couldn't imagine it at all.

I lowered my head and glanced at the content on the screen again. Can this thing be the first?

It is written that in 74 BC, Emperor Zhao of the Han Dynasty died. Because he had no children, Liu He, the king of Changyi, was conscripted into the court. But the night before he was about to arrive in Chang'an, his horse was frightened, and Liu He accidentally fell from the car and fainted. , was time traveled by modern man Liu Huangshu.

The idea was somewhat interesting, but it was just a self-pleasure article, and there was no historical article written by Yan Jin. Chen Hao felt that he should wash his eyes.

"Yes, if you don't believe me, just look at the data on the book pages yourself." Wei Peng said confidently.

"Then I have to take a closer look." Chen Hao shook his head and clicked on the book page. This data is indeed very good, but it shouldn't be. How can anyone still read this book?

Clicking on the book review area, scrolling down, and seeing many posts complaining about the author, Chen Hao understood clearly.

One of the posts directly sprayed: "The famous trench god from Qidian has also come to write a book. Tsk tsk, so many great god chapters have been recommended and given to the leader of the alliance. Sure enough, trench gods are inhumane!"

When I clicked on Wei Peng's reader page, there were more than a dozen gold alliances offering rewards, and even more silver alliances.

Chen Hao also roughly guessed what was going on.

He raised his head and scanned Wei Peng with his insight skill. Wei Peng's writing ability has gone from 58/85 to more than 60 points now, which is slightly better than ordinary people. If he hadn't used his account to write a book , he threw himself on the street until his sister couldn't even recognize him.

Chen Hao pondered for a moment and said to Wei Peng: "Stop writing this book. Create a new account, start a new urban novel, and don't tell anyone."

"Ah, why?" Wei Peng asked confusedly.

"Did you mention it in some groups when you opened the book?" Chen Hao asked.

"Yeah, what's going on? It was all recommended by a great person who I usually reward. Doesn't this affect it?" As he said that, Wei Peng himself didn't know why he felt a little guilty.

"Your results are fake. They are all supported by the recommendation of articles and rewards from great masters. How long can you last? Fake results have no effect at all. Don't forget the purpose of writing a book. You rely on this to achieve success." Your father proves himself?" Chen Hao asked without any politeness.

When Chen Hao said this, Wei Peng's face turned blue and red. He didn't know this, but he was just deceiving himself.

"I, I know, it's just..." Wei Peng looked at Chen Hao in confusion and asked, "Then what book should I write?"

"History is not suitable for newcomers, let me think about it..." Chen Hao was thinking, and suddenly an idea flashed, "Write about urban gods and heroes! Urban novels are easier to get started, and you have all those luxury goods, sports cars, luxury watches, etc. , you can write a high-quality and powerful novel.”

"For example, the title of the book could be "The God of Life"."

"That's right!" Wei Peng suddenly realized after being reminded by Chen Hao, and his eyes were about to move, "Then principal, I will delete the current outline in the next two days, and then start a new book!"

"Remember this and don't make this mistake again." Chen Hao reminded him with a smile.

"Don't worry, principal, I'll go back first!"

After Wei Peng finished speaking, he happily left the office.

Chen Hao shook his head. Calling Wei Peng here today was not a temporary decision, and he couldn't just let it go.

At the beginning, a three-year agreement was made with Wei Gaoyuan, chairman of Longxing Group, to train Wei Peng into a qualified successor within three years.

Although with his current status, it wouldn't be a big deal even if he broke the appointment, but with his pride, it's not necessary at all. \b

"You still have to take your time." Chen Hao murmured in a low voice.

Interest is the best teacher. Since Wei Peng is indeed talented in this area, he might as well guide him here.

Three years is enough time.

The conversation with Wei Peng didn't take long. It was already past 11:30.

After processing the approval for a while, I got up and headed to Furong Restaurant.

…

Northwest Region, Jincheng.

Jincheng has a history of more than 2,200 years since it was established as a county in the Qin Dynasty. Since ancient times, it has been a transportation hub and military fortress that "connects the four regions and connects thousands of miles." Jincheng is named after the meaning of "Jincheng Tangchi" and is known as the "Pearl of the Yellow River".

As the capital of a modern province, the gap between Jincheng and eastern coastal cities is getting wider and wider due to its geographical location.

Generally, children who pass the exam rarely come back, and most of them settle in first- and second-tier cities.

And right here, there is a famous university: Lanzhou University.

Lanzhou University was founded in 1909. Its predecessor was the Gansu School of Law and Politics established during the New Deal in the late Qing Dynasty. It has a long history, and it will be 111 years old in 2020.

At the Chengguan Campus of Lanzhou University, a Volkswagen car drove out of the campus. Sitting in the car was a middle-aged man named Zhou Henian. He was an applied mechanics teacher who was outstanding in both basic scientific research and teaching abilities. A sort of.

At Lanzhou University, Professor Zhou Henian focuses on cultivating talents, and the future is bright.

Half an hour later, the car entered a community.

Parked the car, got out of the car and walked towards his unit building, but when he got downstairs, his steps suddenly stopped.

Zhou Henian frowned and looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a somewhat unkind tone: "Why are you still showing up at my house?"

Jiang Lin saw Professor Zhou Henian's appearance and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. He said somewhat sarcastically: "Professor Zhou, it's not convenient for me to show up at the school now. There's nothing I can do about it."

"Professor Zhou, I hope you can give me another chance. Let's talk again, okay? Just once, even if you refuse, I will never harass you again!"

Seeing the young man in front of him, who was about the same age as his children who were studying outside, speaking with a begging tone, Zhou Henian sighed and felt a little soft-hearted.

I had clearly rejected him once before, but the other party didn't give up. Now they are chasing me home. Although it's not very good, the attitude is indeed very sincere.

"Okay, let's just talk." Zhou Henian nodded, then said hello, "It's dinner time, let's go up and have a meal before we talk."

"Ah? This, this is not good." Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said, "Professor Zhou, please go home and eat. I will wait for you downstairs. I am not in a hurry."

"Then there's no need to talk." Zhou Henian snorted coldly, and walked directly to the elevator regardless of what Jiang Lin was shouting from behind.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, Jiang Lin finally caught up.

Jiang Lin was panting in the elevator when he noticed Professor Zhou Henian's eyes sweeping over him. He quickly stood up straight and forced a smile on his face.

"Professor Zhou, Zhou, I'm causing you trouble."

Jiang Lin and another colleague came to Jincheng and were responsible for poaching people.

As for before coming here, I conducted a special investigation and compiled a list of professors or researchers in the majors and directions that the school is in short supply. There are 87 people in total. Even if one person is responsible for half of it, there are 44 people!

The plan is to meet with two professors a day and return to school within a month.

It’s just that the plan couldn’t keep up with the changes. I don’t know which professor reported it to Lanzhou University. As a result, he was surrounded by security guards at the Lanzhou University cafe the next day and was eventually kicked out of the school.

As for him and his colleagues, they have been blacklisted by Lanzhou University. The security guards are now staring at them and determined not to let them enter the school.

This has brought visual resistance to their career poaching.

If you can't make an appointment on campus, then you can make an appointment at a coffee shop in the city, but after calling me, not many people agreed to go to the appointment.

Looking at this situation, Landa University has been alerted and cannot poach people like this anymore.

Jiang Lin decided to attack one on one!

Give up most of the professors on the list, leaving only the ten most outstanding ones, and launch a fierce attack on these ten people. As long as two or three people agree, this trip to the northwest will be worthwhile.

And Professor Zhou Henian is the one with the most outstanding resume and achievements on his list. He must wield the hoe well and win down the opponent!

Following Professor Zhou Henian, Jiang Lin entered the room.

"Lao Zhou, why are you back so late today?" The middle-aged woman wearing an apron seemed to have heard the sound of the door opening and walked out of the kitchen.

Halfway through the conversation with a smile, he suddenly saw Jiang Lin next to Zhou Henian and was stunned for a moment, "Hey, Lao Zhou, you brought students over for dinner again? Why didn't you tell me in advance? Fortunately, the rice was steamed Much more.”

"This is my lover Zhang Xuemei." After introducing Jiang Lin, Zhou Henian smiled faintly and went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

The sound came from the kitchen.

"He's not a student, he's a digger."

On the other hand, Jiang Lin, who stayed where he was, was even more embarrassed. He didn't know whether he had a brain twitch or a mouth twitch. Jiang Lin politely shouted to the middle-aged woman, "Hello, Sister Zhang. I am from the Admissions Office of Guanghua University. My name is Jiang Lin, it is presumptuous to come here empty-handed and will cause you trouble."

Zhang Xuemei, who was about to cross-examine her, immediately became happy when she heard the words Sister Zhang said before, and smiled happily: "It's okay, it's okay, I have everything at home, the little ginger mouth is quite sweet, is it from the south? Come on, right? Go wash your hands and wait until you have something to talk about after dinner.”

Jiang Lin quickly went to the kitchen to wash his hands and then went to the dining table.

Being called over for dinner by Zhou Henian was completely unexpected, but in order to poach people, Jiang Lin's brain started to work quickly.

At the dinner table, Xuemei was being exaggerated like crazy, Sister Zhang was shouting one after another, and the way Zhang Xuemei’s branches were trembling made Zhou Henian frown.

After spending more than half an hour on a meal, Professor Zhou Henian originally wanted to have a simple meal and then have an open heart-to-heart talk with Jiang Lin to dispel the other party's intention of poaching people.

As one of the outstanding professors of Lanzhou University’s Youth School, Zhou Henian naturally received many offers from other universities, but he rejected them all.

The food in my mouth tastes worse and worse the more I eat it. Why does it feel like I'm attracting a wolf into my house?

Zhang Xuemei and Jiang Lin were chatting happily in front of them. The next second, Zhang Xuemei accepted each other as his godson. Zhou and Nian believed it!

The meal was finally finished in his unhappiness alone.

"Xiao Jiang, come to the study with me." Zhou Henian wiped his mouth, stood up and glanced at Jiang Lin.

"Okay, Professor Zhou." Jiang Lin quickly followed. \b

In the study.

Zhou Henian had a dark face and snorted coldly:

"Okay, it seems that you have done enough homework this time? If you continue to chat, will you have to admit your marriage? Will you call me godfather later?"

Jiang Lin was startled, hesitated, lowered his head and shouted shyly:

"Godfather."

ps: The initial upper limit of Wei Peng's data was 81. When I wrote it today, I still felt that it was not very good. It has been modified to 85.