I just want to be self-reliant

Especially Zhao Dezhu got off the driver's seat.

The non-mainstream appearance with white hair, at first glance, just looks like a driver doing nothing.

So all the people who quickly gathered around were Lao Meng: "Hey, I heard that you have become a director of a higher vocational school. Has your salary increased?"

"Money and learning should always be the same. If there is no chance in academics, you must still make money."

"That must be, this is all sitting on a Mercedes-Benz, these private high-level jobs are very rich, right?"

Lao Meng's character is also destined to not have a high status in Southwest Associated University.

The faculty and staff who came over spoke unscrupulously.

And when there are many people, the mood will change.

From teasing to jealousy.

And if one person feels unhappy, the emotions can spread.

After Zhao Dezhu got off the car, he was actually teasing Lao Meng: "Do you know that the boss is sitting in the back now, and you make me look like your driver."

Lao Meng was surprised: "Is this the rule now? I thought the leader was sitting next to the driver. I'm really embarrassed."

Zhao Dezhu smiled: "There is nothing between us, just to remind you not to offend people. I don't know why, the school still has a Cantonese Bluebird, let's transfer it to you first."

Lao Meng was shocked: "What? I...I don't have a driver's license..."

Around 2000, those who could drive a car were either rich or expensive, and the Bluebird could be regarded as a mid-range B-class car.

Zhao Dezhu's hairpin came over and threw it to the crew to use up. It stopped in the campus and was washed clean by the old man.

This is a whole other class.

Zhao Dezhu looked at the teachers and staff who came up, and pointed with a smile: "If you don't have one, then learn. First, transfer a student to be your driver. You can use it to get in and out. You can also set an example for the people in the school."

Sister Xia provided luxury cars to her bosses and vice presidents, wasn't she purposely setting an example.

The faculty and staff of the entire school are basically enjoying the summer vacation, and it is old to continue to do things proactively.

Then make a show and show them that you will have a future if you hang out with me.

Lao Meng may have worked in colleges and universities for decades, and this is the first time he has been taken so seriously.

Is the real importance, not the kind of official respect for the written word.

I was too excited to speak.

So he didn't respond to the chatter around him.

He was not originally a smooth and smooth character.

Even a little arrogant inside.

So I originally thought that Lao Meng was sent down to a high-level job, so he should look like he was humbled and suffered a lot, so as to satisfy the superiority of the people around him.

But he ate the soup to shut up, blushed and lowered his head to ignore them.

The young man next to him was even more indifferent with a smile on his face, let alone paying attention to the people around him.

It will definitely be uncomfortable.

Because Lao Meng was obviously higher than them from the low place they despised.

It is incompetent and furious, and even counterattacks subconsciously.

The words gradually became ugly: "I have given up my good academic pursuits, and I am sorry for my status if I make more money."

"These higher vocational colleges are cheating money... Otherwise, how can I afford a luxury car?"

"It's a pity, a pity, a pity..."

But Zhao Dezhu only said to Lao Meng: "See, what do you and I think and how do we do it? Some people don't understand at all, so they just open their mouths to spray manure, but will this garbage affect our work?"

A young man in his twenties, even his high school culture is as fake as water-filled pork.

He couldn't tell any great truth, but the old pedant nodded silently.

The lion doesn't care about the dog barking at all.

Walking into the university auditorium where Lao Meng has been to countless times, and has experienced countless pre-semester preparation meetings.

The interior of the somewhat old and heavy building seemed to have a brand new atmosphere in his eyes.

It seems that I can think of the smug ambition of just staying in school to teach and picking up the pointer decades ago.

The originally stooped figure could not help but straighten up a lot, and followed the somewhat lazy boss in front of him.

Lao Meng even showed a doting elder smile.

He felt that he already knew this ambitious young man well.

So those who knew Lao Meng were astonished.

Even a blind man could see a change in temperament.

The news that Lao Meng returned to school in a luxurious Mercedes Benz quickly spread throughout the faculty and staff seats.

Of course it was also Zhao Dezhu's gray hair, which was too conspicuous.

Like a pulsatilla, it is extremely eye-catching in a crowded auditorium.

Even if he sat down at a random place, there were still countless people chattering around: "Which department does the young man belong to? Is your appearance a bit inappropriate..."

"Even if ordinary students don't look like this, are you a counselor or a teaching assistant?"

"Old Meng, is this someone from your vocational college? Is your school spirit and discipline so lax?"

Zhao Dezhu was really glad that he didn't go to such a school.

Under the constraints of various rules, he must be crazy.

On the contrary, Southwest College gave him a world of complete freedom.

Of course, there is also my dear sister Long.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dezhu took out his phone calmly, took a photo and emailed it to Long Zhiyu.

He also casually teased Er Fu on Penguin Software, when will he develop a stable picture transmission function.

There is also a custom emoticon package, when will these details that are full of experience be perfected.

Don't think about WeChat for the time being. If touch-screen smartphones haven't developed to a certain extent, it doesn't make much sense.

Anyway, Zhao Dezhu couldn't tell what the core meaning of WeChat is.

He can only use it.

I even doubt whether this bonus can be used by myself.

So while he was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, he was defiant, ignoring the chattering voices around him.

The faculty and staff who are good teachers are a little angry.

Lao Meng finally wanted to open his mouth, but he heard Zhao Dezhu's cell phone ring.

Or Principal Li: "Are you there? Where are you..."

Zhao Dezhu stood up following the words, only to see the school leaders greeting each other in the front row, and then Principal Li waved his hand to this side, freezing his arms in the air.

At this moment, I don't know if he regrets calling this punk boy to the meeting...

How the hell does this look like an advanced student cadre or an academic leader in higher vocational education.

Simply a young and Dangerous boy.

Well, Zhao Dezhu's appearance is really a bit like those dubious guys in Hong Kong movies, and he has to be a villain with aesthetic cognition deviation and a little neurosis.

But those who raised their hands wanted to splash the water, but couldn't take it back.

The president of a comprehensive university actually has a higher administrative level than the mayor of Zhao Dezhu's hometown.

The leaders and activists of the surrounding departments are all eye-catching, and they all follow the leader.

They all saw the white-headed boy over here.

The faculty and staff who were still surrounding and preaching to Zhao Dezhu just now fell silent collectively.

They are lying in their hearts, or secretly cursing the injustice of the world, unexpectedly giving this kind of guy a chance to stand out.

Or it must have something to do with the boss, and it's time to find an opportunity to curry favor.

Zhao Dezhu's standard ignorance is fearless and not afraid of embarrassment, so he got up and led Lao Meng over.

Lao Meng hesitated for a while, but he followed along bravely.

Immediately, the people around him sighed and exclaimed.

It may have been discovered that Lao Meng, who is not outstanding at all in the research center, seems to be on a curvy road to save the country.

At least now they have a chance to face the big boss.

The big boss felt a little cerebral thrombosis: "What are you doing, why are you like this..."

If you don't ask for help, you won't be afraid of people, Zhao Dezhu relaxed: "What can I do, school is about to start, I have to put on an old-fashioned look to be barely in charge, look at my beard that I have grown for several months, I originally wanted to dye it I have gray hair, looks like thirty or forty years old, just like... ah, that one, in the end, I dyed it all white in a hurry, so I can't shave my head bald."

I heard that he is not a superficial sensationalist, and his bearded face can also prove that he has good intentions and is doing things sincerely.

A young man in his twenties, but he has an old-fashioned appearance, and even has a taste of self-sacrifice

Principal Li laughed dumbfounded: "Then what do you think of your grades?"

Zhao Dezhu was complacent: "Okay, very good."

Principal Li nodded: "Okay then, let's make a report later, take your seat on stage..."

Zhao Dezhu followed indifferently, and Lao Meng's legs were weak, and he quickly followed in a low voice: "Don't swear, don't criticize policies, don't..."

With his ignorance in the world, he knows that this is a blind and bold person who doesn't pay attention to the worldly rules.

And this guy obviously doesn't know what it means to be a leader in such a comprehensive university with tens of thousands of teachers and students.

If you say the wrong thing, it may be beyond redemption.

Zhao Dezhu is friendly to those who sincerely protect him, he smiled and hugged Lao Meng's shoulder: "Okay, I understand."

The leaders of the faculties and departments who passed by couldn't help but look at this white-headed boy, and at the old Meng in an out-of-date suit, they were all sweating profusely.

Zhao Dezhu easily signaled him to take off his suit, and he was wearing a dark blue yellow-collared polo shirt T-shirt and light coffee-colored casual trousers. has his name.

Although the source of the job is not specified.

But administratively, it is equal to the leaders of other departments.

He was such a young man sitting among a group of middle-aged and elderly people in their forties and fifties, and he still had gray hair on his top.

Once again became the focus of the audience.

Even if he sat in the back, he couldn't hide the brilliance.

No one is born like this, but each choice polishes the light.

Haha, I didn't receive the list of fruits from the big sister today, I will double it tomorrow!