Chapter 110 The First National Day Holiday of University After Guo Yuan stopped arguing, Chen's speech went much more smoothly, and his choice of words was very accurate, with the whole speech focusing on the three words "feasibility". If a government department wants to implement a project, it will generally first produce a feasibility report after investigation. Chen didn't understand technology or the market, but he followed the feasibility report outline that he had written countless times before and gave a fluent speech on "historical background, social needs, material guarantees, and possible difficulties." After the first meeting, in the rental house, Ling Lili smiled and said to her boyfriend Ye Xiaofeng: "I feel that Junior Brother Chen will become a high-ranking official or a wealthy man in the future. What he talks about is so profound that it seems to be in the clouds. However, if you analyze it carefully, it does make sense. However, we cannot implement his plan completely. It is a bit like watching the 7 o'clock news broadcast." "Since he is from Lingyuan, it's no surprise that he has such eloquence." Ye Xiaofeng was quite emotional: "I am actually quite envious. In the future, when the company needs financing to grow bigger and stronger, he will definitely be able to fool investors. But those of us who work in technology can only work in technology forever." “And make it bigger and stronger.” Ling Lili chuckled: "I didn't expect you to have such confidence in Junior Brother Chen." Ye Xiaofeng shook his head: "I didn't have that much confidence before, but when I knew that he and Miss Song could come up with 120 million, I suddenly became confident."
I guess this is also what He Yu and others think. In fact, they don’t know that this money is just a “carrot hanging in front of the donkey’s eyes”, which can only be looked at but not eaten. In other words, if you really want to spend it, you have to wait until at least the beginning of next year. During this period, everyone can only work for free, and you may even have to pay for the materials. …… Chen Zhuo invited Song Shiwei here, and it was already past 10 o'clock when the party ended, so naturally he had to send her back. The moon is a little idle and lazy tonight. It hides half of its body in the clouds and steals a glance at the earth. It seemed like it was the first time that Chen Zhuo sent Song Shiwei back to the dormitory alone. She was not very talkative and let the evening breeze caress her face, neck and hair along the way. "Um……" Chen felt that walking like this was a bit awkward, so he tried to find a topic: "Um... why did you help me out just now, or was it because it was interesting?" Song Shiwei did not stop, and his shadow swaying left and right under the street light seemed like his wavering mood. However, Song Shiwei remained calm and asked Chen: "Is it wrong to do that?" “That’s not wrong.” Chen smiled, and suddenly didn't know how to answer this question. After thinking for a while, he said, "You feel different now than you did in high school. Is it because you lived on campus in college?" Song Shiwei turned her head, and there seemed some surprise in her clear eyes. She probably didn't expect Chen Zhe to guess the reason. Chen shrugged his shoulders. If there was a strict elder at home, he would definitely feel more comfortable staying in school. He wouldn't have to face it every day like in high school. As if it had come true, Song Shiwei's phone suddenly rang. After answering the call, the first words from the other end were: "It's 10:, what are you doing..." It was still the same voice as the last time I returned to school after dinner, it was still the voice of the middle-aged woman. "walk." Song Shiwei replied indifferently. "Walking at this time?"
The voice on the phone was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly became sharp: "Walking with boys or walking with girls?" Song Shiwei didn't say anything. When she encountered a question she didn't want to answer, she usually remained silent. "A boy? Who is he? A boy from the same class..." A series of questions immediately came up. Chen Zhuo, who was walking beside him, felt a little embarrassed and deliberately slowed down his pace and moved away. Fortunately, they were almost at the entrance of the girls' dormitory. Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei nodded, indicating that they would go back first. Song Shiwei turned around and glanced at Chen Zhuo's back. Listening to the excited and worried voice on the phone, his eyes became dim and depressed. The moon was completely blocked by dark clouds at some point. …… After Chen Zhuo returned to the dormitory, he started to work. He first turned on the computer and drafted a "Plan for the Campus "Dream Life" Web Design Competition". He wrote these things very quickly and sent them to Zheng Ju on QQ more than half an hour later. This was discussed with Zheng Ju. We will first launch a campus web design competition with the theme of "Dream Life" in the name of the Youth League Committee. [Dream] is an embellishment, [life] is the purpose. Participants (teams) are required to design web pages with the purpose of "facilitating life". In short, it must be practical. The Youth League Committee has to carry out many activities or competitions every year, just like there is a KPI. It must hold more than XX events this year to be qualified, so that the data will be more beautiful when writing the year-end summary. Therefore, Zheng Ju was not worried at all that the Youth League Committee leaders would object. After the Budget Management Section gave its approval, he would also publicize the competition extensively in the school to increase the popularity and influence of the competition. At the same time, the complaining Associate Professor Zeng Kun was brought in to serve as a judge. Of course, the final winner will definitely be the Chong'erfei Society. If the ID number is wrong, you cannot go on stage to receive the award. The last step is to gradually move the winning works towards entrepreneurship with the support of relevant national and school policies on “supporting college students’ entrepreneurship”, and to transfer Zeng Kun to become an instructor. In this process, if you "accidentally" borrow the school's old server, it would be justifiable. This is an award-winning work of the school, with an associate professor as the instructor and support from national policies. The server is old anyway, so I can just rent it. At that time, the stock returns had also come down, which was just enough to cover this expense. In short, everything was as planned in Chen's mind. Of course, things might not go so smoothly, but he could just fight back when the enemy came and block when the water came. If he failed, he wouldn't lose anything. When Zheng Ju accepted the plan, he was still secretly admiring Chen Zhe's strong ability to take action. But after opening the plan, I looked at the beginning: "In order to improve the network technology level of our students, mobilize students' enthusiasm and innovation ability in making web pages, and promote the popularization and application of the Internet in daily life... Zheng Ju couldn't help but ask, "Did you write this?" Chen replied: "Yes." “Can you write this kind of article?” After reading the whole article, I feel that Zheng Ju's level is much higher than my own.
In fact, Chen wrote this quickly because he was in a hurry, otherwise Zheng Ju would be even more surprised. Chen stared at the computer screen for a while, then typed back, "Sometimes I go to my dad's office to play, and occasionally I take a look." He did not lie this time. He did go to Lao Chen's office often to play when he was a child, and he had indeed read a lot of those official documents. As for how Comrade Zheng Ju understands it now, that is entirely up to him. Anyway, after Zheng Ju got the plan, he completed all the procedures of the Youth League Committee in less than five days, and came to Qi Zheng with the budget report to submit the application. When Chen Zhuo was about to help, Teacher Qi packed up his briefcase and said with a smile: "Chen Zhuo, don't be so busy since the holiday is coming soon. Let's talk about it after the holiday." Chen then remembered that today was September 9th and tomorrow was the National Day holiday. His home is in Guangzhou, so this feeling is not very obvious, but when he returned to the dormitory and saw his roommates sorting clothes in large and small bags, everyone had a happy smile on their face. There were college students downstairs dragging their luggage like ants moving house. Chen Zhuo finally sighed and temporarily gave up the idea of starting a business. I haven't seen my parents for almost a month, as well as Dahuang and Changhua. We have been communicating more online recently. I wonder how they are feeling during this month at their respective universities. And the most important one is Yu Xian. Chen Zhuo planned to go to the movies with Yu Baibai, and then have a hotpot meal to enjoy the National Day holiday happily. Anyway, it’s quite happy to think about it. A local like Chen Zhe only needed to pack two pieces of clothes, but he still remembered Yuanyuan and made a detour to the girls' dormitory to help Yuanyuan with her luggage. While waiting downstairs, I saw Song Shiwei get into a Volvo family SUV. The driver was a middle-aged woman with a slim figure and gold-framed glasses. Song Shiwei looked vaguely like her. "It's her mother." Chen was silently guessing, wondering if it was the person who "checked in" on time at 10: every night. The middle-aged woman noticed Chen's curious gaze, stared at him expressionlessly, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away. During the whole process, the mother and daughter seemed to have not said a word. Chen curled his lips. No wonder School Beauty Song was in a better mood at school. Her mother seemed even colder than her. After helping Yuanyuan carry her luggage to the door, Chen took the bus home. After opening the door, he shouted to Mao Xiaoqin who was cooking, "Mom, I'm back!" ······ (End of this chapter)