Rebirth of the Wild Age

Ma Xiaoyun has already sold the China Yellow Pages to the Linzhou Telecommunications Bureau and made a fortune in cash. The documentary "Scholar Ma Xiaoyun" that Fan Xinman filmed for him was also broadcast on CCTV, and his fame rose instantly, and he entered the circle of government agencies in the capital.

Fan Xinman often travels all over China because she wants to produce the column "Oriental Time and Space · People's Stories". At this time, he went south to Shenghai again, and immediately contacted Song Weiyang after filming the show.

"Miss Fan, please sit down!" Song Weiyang greeted.

Fan Xinman glanced at the store and asked, "Is this your coffee shop?"

Song Weiyang said: "Yes, when I met Ma Xiaoyun for the first time, the coffee shop was still under renovation."

The two exchanged a few words of pleasantries, Fan Xinman looked at Song Weiyang while putting sugar, and said, "You are a little different from what I imagined."

"Why is it different?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Too handsome." Fan Xinman said.

"Haha, isn't he handsome?" Song Weiyang asked with a smile.

Fan Xinman said: "I pay more attention to a person's talent and ability, rather than appearance. You are so handsome, it's a bit overwhelming, and it may cover up your talent."

Song Weiyang said: "It is undeniable that you are very good at complimenting others, and your compliments are fresh and refined."

"How do you feel after hearing the flattery?" Fan Xinman smiled.

"Of course it's very cool, I don't mind listening to a few more words." Song Weiyang said.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fan Xinman laughed wildly: "You are very interesting, even more interesting than Ma Xiaoyun."

Song Weiyang said: "Thank you for helping to promote "The Future Belongs to China."

"That book is worthy of publicity. Even without me, it would be a hit. I dare not take credit for it." Fan Xinman said.

"At least, your article made my book famous faster." Song Weiyang said.

Fan Xinman suddenly took out a book from her bag: "Speaking of books, this is my collection of poems. It's self-published and not well-known. Please correct me, Mr. Song."

"Don't dare to take it, I must read it." Song Weiyang said.

Fan Xinman is definitely a talented woman, and she wrote the lyrics for the theme song of Liu Yifei's version of "The Legend of Condor Heroes". She also writes essays, makes movies, documentaries, and works as a TV director. "Moving China" is her representative TV program. But she was also sprayed miserably, because she held out two great sticks, and countless people were deceived.

Strictly speaking, there are many reporters who tout Dr. Hu and Daochang Li, but who makes Fan Xinman the most famous one?

"The documentary I made for Ma Xiaoyun was aired not long ago, and the response was very good," Fan Xinman said, "Why don't I make a documentary for you too? Guaranteed to be broadcast on CCTV."

"No, it's better to keep a low profile." Song Weiyang said hastily.

"You're running a business and publishing a book, so you're keeping a low profile?" Fan Xinman laughed.

Song Weiyang said: "Do things high-key, but be low-key."

Fan Xinman said: "This is the doctrine of the mean. Mr. Song believes in Confucian philosophy?"

"It's also the idea of ​​Taoism." Song Weiyang said.

"Don't you think the idea of ​​the mean is too old-fashioned? Lack of aggressiveness." Fan Xinman said.

Song Weiyang muttered: "The mean is not mediocrity, let alone being a good old man. The core foundation of the idea of ​​the mean is the unity of man and nature. "The Book of Rites·The Doctrine" talks about 'to achieve neutrality, the status of heaven, and the cultivation of all things' .A gentleman who abides by the doctrine of the mean is one with the heaven and the earth, and everything in the world is for my own use.”

"Hahaha, I feel like I'm talking to an old master," Fan Xinman laughed, and then said, "But it's quite interesting, I like to make friends with learned people."

Song Weiyang looked at the time: "I'm really sorry, I still have something to do, why don't we talk about it another day. Or you can surf the Internet for a while in the coffee shop. My girlfriend has gone to the graduate interview and will be back soon. By then You two talk first."

"I came in such a hurry that I didn't say anything in advance," Fan Xinman asked, "Are you going to class?"

Song Weiyang said, "Teach others a lesson."

"Aren't you a student?" Fan Xinman asked in surprise.

"Fudan School of Management specially hired me as an MBA lecturer, and I couldn't refuse, so I agreed." Song Weiyang said.

Fan Xinman said: "What is mab? It seems very interesting, can I go and listen?"

"Of course." Song Weiyang said.

This woman also has the identity of a reporter, and a romantic fantasy reporter. As long as it is someone or something she likes, without careful investigation, listening to the wind is like rain, and doing her best to flatter, robbers can be portrayed by her as the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty.

As a reporter, he is extremely unqualified and has no basic professionalism.

But just like people love to read reports that expose the darkness, her works are also very popular, inspirational, sublime, perfect, moving, sensational... How many people burst into tears when watching "Moving China".

Well, it is to catch a character and tout it vigorously. Fan Xinman just finished playing Ma Xiaoyun, and now she is going to play Song Weiyang again.

When the two came to the Fudan MBA class, Fan Xinman was surprised to find that there were very few students in the class, only about 20 people. And those students are also older, at least in their twenties, and even quite a few in their thirties.

"Is this a doctoral class?" Fan Xinman asked.

"Master's class," Song Weiyang explained, "the MBA admission requirement is to have more than two years of corporate work experience. These students are all state-owned enterprise cadres who are staying in the study."

"I see, it's very high-end." Fan Xinman suddenly found a reporting point, even if she didn't write about Song Weiyang, she could still report on these MBA students.

It is said that they are cadres of state-owned enterprises, but in fact, middle-level managers are very rare, most of them are young people who have worked for several years. They don’t want to retire in a state-owned enterprise, so they gritted their teeth and entered the MBA class. After finishing their studies, a small number of them returned to their original units for promotion and salary increase, and most of them chose to go to foreign companies to get high salaries.

As for the MBA program for state-owned enterprise managers to be launched by the Ministry of Education next year, it is mainly aimed at high-level and middle-level managers, so that they can apply what they have learned and avoid the loss of MBA talents.

Song Weiyang glanced into the classroom, very disappointed that there were no outstanding talents in his impression.

Among the 19 students in the MBA class, Song Weiyang only recognized one. He had dealt with him several times in his previous life. He was just the general manager of the development center of Red Star Macalline. He could barely be considered an executive of a large company.

For Song Weiyang, it's too late for nothing. He agreed to teach the MBA class, because he wanted to build his own talent training base, and he would recruit students who liked him into the company. Of course, you have to beat and beat first, otherwise everyone will be arrogant.

"Hey, here are two more classmates. Are you a transfer student?"

"It must be a master's student from the School of Management."

"Yes, handsome and beautiful women, quite seductive."

"You go to Jojo and ask that beauty to sing karaoke at night."

"..."

There are two or three students who are out of breath, no need to guess, they must be related to the family to come to gild. Nowadays, MBA is a self-enrollment process, and there is too much room for manipulation, and cats and dogs can get in.

"What are your eyes? That's Song Weiyang, Xifeng's boss!"

"It's really him, this class is interesting."

At this time, the Fudan MBA program is a three-year course, which is no different from other graduate students. However, these people have jobs, and even have families with children. They basically don't live in school, and leave after class. It is very rare for a few of them to recognize Song Weiyang.

Under the gaze of everyone, Fan Xinman found a seat and sat down, but Song Weiyang walked directly to the podium.

"Snapped!"

Song Weiyang tapped the chalk brush, and the classroom fell silent.

"Let me introduce myself, I Song Weiyang, chairman of Xifeng Company," Song Weiyang said, "I am younger than you, if you think I am not qualified to stand on the podium, please go out directly, and your attendance points will not be deducted .Besides, I don’t take exams on the content of my class, and there are only two classes every month. It’s up to me to tell you what to say, whether you like it or not.”

Yes, this teacher has a personality, and he drives the students out when he comes up.

No one left, even those gilded young masters stayed behind. The Fudan MBA class enrolls very few students each year, and the competition is fierce. Even those who come in through connections are not idiots, at least the basic cultural courses must be passable.

"Let's not talk nonsense," Song Weiyang turned around and wrote a few big characters on the blackboard, "Today we are talking about 'Entrepreneurship'!"

The second phase of Ma's Whampoa officially started.