Chapter 166 This World is a Huge Network of Relationships After returning to the dormitory with the Donkey brand wallet, my roommates were enthusiastically discussing the welcome party that evening. They should all have gone to see it, even Chu Yuanwei, who loved studying the most, ended up going to the activity center. Xu Mu praised that "the host from the International Trade Class is actually quite pretty", while Yu Yu felt that "the girl from the Insurance Class who did the poetry recitation was more fairy-like", and Liu Qiming said that neither of them could compare to Song Shiwei, and everyone found it boring when they heard it. The ranking was originally intended to exclude School Beauty Song. Now that you include her, what's the point of talking about that? After Chen Zhuo came back, although he did not watch the party, he also joined the discussion. In fact, this kind of party on the university campus is to provide lively and attractive boys and girls with a public stage to show themselves, and also to give ordinary students a concrete landing point for their passionate sexual fantasies. If there are two more departmental activities and some publicity on campus forums, these boys and girls will gradually become well-known figures in the department or even the school. But it was only "a little famous". If you wanted to be a "celebrity" in college, you either had to have the looks and figure of Yu Xian and Song Shiwei, so that even the most argumentative people could not find fault with you. Or you can win awards in a certain field, such as studying scientific research or sports competitions, or become vice president or president of the student union. Chen Zhuo is taking a different path. He was unknown before his success, but became as famous as thunder after his success. There is a high probability that he will become the most handsome guy in CUHK.
I was happily chatting with my roommate when the aunt and students from the General Affairs Department came to check on me. The auntie comes to check on the students every now and then, mainly to see if there are any students coming back late or not coming back at all, and also to prohibit the use of high-power electrical appliances such as hair dryers, induction cookers and heat pans. The General Affairs Department conducts random inspections from time to time. Among the several departments of the Chinese University Student Union, the General Affairs Department has the greatest power and is basically in charge of everything. "Hello, I'm from the Propaganda Department." Liu Qiming stood up and greeted them, thinking that since they were all members of the school student union, they could have a few words with each other. Unexpectedly, the two secretaries from the General Department just said "hmm" and didn't pay any attention to me at all. They pretended to be serious with their young faces and inspected everywhere carefully. Liu Da's face suddenly became a little ugly. After they left, Liu Qiming finally couldn't help cursing, "Fuck! What's so great about you? You look so cocky with your nose in the air!" Unfortunately, cursing someone behind his back was useless. Liu Qiming's eyes rolled around, wanting to drag Chen Zhuo into the water, so he said indignantly: "Look, Lao Liu, he looks down on our Propaganda Department!" Chen Zhuo was not fooled and said with a smile: "If you don't go and pretend to say hello, then nothing will happen, right?" If we compare based on the power inherent in the system, the General Affairs Department is at least on par with the Provincial General Office. How can the Propaganda and Coordination Department compare to it? In addition, the director of the General Affairs Department is also the favorite of Zheng Ju, the Youth League Committee member. Chen Zhe also knows him. How could he possibly help Liu Qiming vent his anger and offend him? This world, after all, is just a huge network of relationships. After the aunt finished checking the rooms, several roommates took turns to take a shower and rest. Chen Zhuo also started to pack his things. In his left trouser pocket was Yu Xian's ICBC card, and in his right trouser pocket was Song Shiwei's LV wallet. Looking left and right, I feel there are too many flaws. Normally, one should insert the bank card into the wallet to use it, but if you actually do this, it seems weird no matter how you look at it, as if Yu Xian and Song Shiwei were arranged to live in the same room. Also, it was the first time I saw a wallet that was more valuable than all the assets I had on me. "Is it the wallet I lack? What I lack is money!" Chen was complaining in his heart, but soon the Queen Mother would allocate funds and the economic situation would be alleviated.
Finally, Chen Zhuxian put Yu Xian’s ICBC card in the cabinet. How could he be willing to use the money that Yu Baibai had saved? As for LV, I put it in after thinking about it. I am not worthy of such a luxury product yet. …… Before going to bed at night, Chen Zhuo sent a message to his father. Although Lao Chen is not a high-ranking official, he has to deal with too many trivial things at the grassroots level and often has to work overtime for social engagements, so he rarely rests before 12 o'clock. Sure enough, not long after, Chen Peisong replied to the message and asked his son what he wanted to talk to him about. "Dad, there should be a financial company or law firm in your jurisdiction..." Chen Zhuo asked. There are many procedures for registering a company, including approving the name, applying for a business license, opening a bank account, and filing with the tax department... If Chen Zhuo were to go there by himself, it would probably take him a month, but this kind of financial company's business scope includes helping to register new companies. They handle a lot of things and are familiar with tax, banking, industry and commerce. They have meals together during festivals and exchange gifts, and they basically won't be troubled by the procedures. As for law firms, that is to sign some legally binding contracts with employees when the time comes. "Yes. Do you want to meet him?" Chen Peisong replied to the message. Although Lao Chen is only the deputy director of a grassroots street office, it sounds like he is not very senior, as if he is responsible for work like street sanitation. It may be impossible for you to be like Chen Zhe in the past, going in and out of the provincial government compound, and having connections with all the "directors of this department and that department." However, the power in Chen's hands is relatively tentative. Although the truth is unpleasant, it is quite real. The time when Chen's words are most effective is when he is in charge of a specific matter in a village or town. Chen Peisong's position is very real. The deputy director of the street office is not only responsible for street sanitation, but also for almost everything. It is a bit like the general affairs department in the student union. The jurisdiction covers not just one street, but an entire area. In this small and small piece of land, few people are willing to go against Chen Peisong. As I said, this world, after all, is just a huge network of relationships. Old Chen is very experienced. When he heard his son asking about "financial companies and law firms", he could basically guess what his son meant. However, this matter was not illegal or against regulations. Chen Zhuo only needed to pay according to normal standards, so he asked Chen Zhuo to "come to the company for lunch at noon." Chen Zhuo hoped to go as early as possible and said, "I can take a leave in the morning and go there." Five minutes later, Lao Chen slowly sent a message: Your mother was never happy with you running a company. If she knew you didn't go to class and asked for leave, you might have been scolded. I won't have any pocket money for at least two months. "A man without money is miserable." Chen sighed and had to finish his class honestly the next day. At noon, he took a bus to Chen Peisong's unit. The street where Lao Chen lives is on Luhu Road, which is considered to be a relatively central location in the city. The streets in this area are not short of money, but their offices are rather old. The exterior walls were in the same dilapidated state as when Chen was in primary school, and they are still in the same dilapidated state now. I didn’t even dare to decorate it to make it look better, for fear of causing dissatisfaction among the people.
Chen Peisong stood at the door with his hands behind his back, his round belly bulging. The guard was a little surprised, thinking that Director Chen was waiting for his leader here, but he didn't expect that a teenager who looked like a college student would come running over. Seeing his son, Chen Peisong smiled slightly: "Haven't you eaten yet?" "No." Chen shook his head: "I rushed here after class." "Let's go to the cafeteria to eat!" Chen Peisong led Chen Zhuo to the cafeteria. Occasionally, some colleagues passed by, and Lao Chen would smile and say, "My son." When Chen Zhe was in junior high school, he often came here for free meals. Some uncles and aunts knew Chen Zhe and said in surprise: "Chen Zhe has grown up so much, he is a handsome guy, but he looks more like Doctor Mao." Some employees who had just joined the company also nodded to Chen in a polite and friendly manner. Anyway, in such a small place, Chen Zhuo briefly enjoyed the feeling of being a "second generation", but this second generation was a bit low, a bit like the son of the secretary of a supply and marketing cooperative. If Chen Zhuo didn't have any grand ideals, it shouldn't be a problem for him to have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life. But if he wants to break through the shackles of class, he has to move forward according to his own wishes. ······ (End of this chapter)