Chapter 314 Knowledge in the left hand, favor in the right hand (four chapters today) For Chen Zhuo, all matters related to entrepreneurship are currently progressing steadily. Of course, feelings too. I didn't fall behind in my studies, except that my English foundation was too poor and I didn't have time to review after entering university, so it's a little weak. In fact, Chen's performance in other subjects is pretty good, especially advanced mathematics. In the occasional in-class tests, Chen Zhe often gets scores of 90+, with a full score of 100. After settling the car borrowing issue with Wang Youqing, Chen returned to the dormitory in the evening. When he opened the door, he found everyone hunched over the table reviewing. There was not even a main light on in the dormitory. Everyone only turned on a small light. The flickering white light silhouetted the backs of the 18 or 19-year-old boys. In a trance, Chen thought he was back in his senior year of high school. Chen Zhuo did not disturb anyone. He quietly finished washing up, then sat down at the desk and took out a book. During the whole process, the roommates should have known that Chen Zhuo was walking around behind them, but no one went to say hello or joke with him.
It seemed as if Chen was isolated, but in fact, no one wanted to break this kind of learning atmosphere. However, Chen had only read two pages of "Monetary Economics" when Liu Qiming patted him on the shoulder and called him out. The two of them came to the balcony, and Liu said in dissatisfaction: "Damn it! What are you still reviewing for?" "What do you mean?" Chen Zhuo didn't understand at first. "If you want to start a business, do it well. Even if you rank last in the exam, everyone will understand." Liu Qiming pretended to be exaggerated and said: "But if you rank in the top three in the class and get a scholarship, how will those students who study wholeheartedly save face?" The top three students in the class will receive scholarships from the college. Of course, the amount may not be much, just a few hundred yuan, but it is also an honor after all. "what?" Chen Zhuo burst out laughing, thinking to himself, do even exams require personal connections now? "It's hard to say." Chen raised his eyebrows and replied in a half-hearted way: "You know I'm not very good at English, but the score weight of English in college is completely different from that in high school. Maybe I can really try and turn my bicycle into a motorcycle." Looking at Chen's "arrogant and proud" look, Liu Qiming's mouth twitched. He wanted to say something to refute it, but found that he seemed unable to refute it. The full score for high school is 750 points, and English 150 points accounts for one-fifth. My College English score was only 100, which only accounted for one-ninth of the nine courses. In addition, these 100 points are composed of regular scores and exam scores. Regular scores mainly depend on the teacher's impression of the students. Chen Zhuo is the class monitor. He seldom skips classes and will proactively explain the situation to the teacher when asking for leave. His grades are usually pretty good. “If Chen Zhuo really gets into the top three in the class, Chu Yuanwei will definitely collapse even if others don’t say anything.” Liu Qiming thought with evil humor in his heart that Chu Yuanwei was the most hardworking student in the dormitory and he didn't even participate in idle chats about obscene topics. As a result, you can’t compare with others in starting a business, you can’t compare with others in organizing events, and even in your best studies? "But it has nothing to do with me."
Liu Qiming didn't study very seriously, and he just wanted to pass the exams, and focused all his attention on running the student union. So, university is a wonderful small society where everyone is doing something that they think is meaningful. Maybe other people will think this is stupid. "Chen Zhe." At this time, Liu Qiming finally got down to business: "Tomorrow we have the year-end dinner of the Propaganda and Dispatching Department. You promised me last time that you would attend..." Ni Kexin, deputy director of the Propaganda and Coordination Department, is preparing to join the army of postgraduate entrance examination candidates next semester and plans to resign from her position in the Student Union. Therefore, Liu Da set his sights on the position of deputy minister, hoping to use Chen's influence in the Youth League Committee to help him overtake others. There are two "feelings" in this. My first thought is that there is really no need to make such a fuss about the postgraduate entrance examination. It’s not like Chen Zhe hasn’t taken the postgraduate entrance examination before. The last three months are the most stressful time. The rest of the time is better spent eating, sleeping and having fun. The work of the Student Union actually has no impact, on the contrary it can help divert attention. However, Senior Ni has decided to resign, perhaps because she has her own study habits. The second feeling is that Liu may not be able to do everything he wants. Chen Zhuo had long told Liu that ability and contribution have never been the decisive factors in promotions in peacetime. But he had already promised Liu Qiming last time, so now Chen could only say, "Take a look, but I'm very busy recently, so I'll try to find time to go over." "No, Lao Liu." Liu Qiming was very anxious when he heard this: "If you don't go, what reason do we have to invite Teacher Zheng? If Teacher Zheng doesn't go, who can I, the deputy minister, find to smooth things over?" "Fuck! I'm convinced too." Chen shook his head. When Liu Da and Zhang Guangfeng got together, they were really "two generals addicted to power". …… Chen Zhuo remembered Liu Qiming's request, but it was not a high priority. Having reached this stage in his career, he has gradually lost the desire to be selected as a transfer student. Since there is no such intention, the student union has become an unnecessary existence. Even Chen Zhuo felt that improving his score a little in the final exam was more meaningful than hanging around in the "deformed little bureaucracy" of the Student Union. Liu Qiming's unintentional joke last night suddenly made Chen Zhe react. It is really possible for me to strive for the scholarship, especially since there are still two weeks before the final exam. It is not for the money but for the honor. As I thought about it, the high-energy cells of a "top student who loves to study" in my bones suddenly spread all over my body. In the morning, Chen went to the classroom as usual to take notes of the key points. At noon, he actually brought his books to the office in Tech Valley. After listening to the performance reports of his subordinates, Chen Zhuo ate lunch while reading the highlights of "International Finance". Wearing a white sports sweatshirt, sitting by the window and concentrating on memorizing, he finally looks like a college student.
Zhang Guangfeng watched from a distance, not daring to disturb him. He then asked Zeng Kun in confusion, "What is the boss going to do?" "It is clear." Lao Zeng casually replied: "The final exam is coming soon, so I'm reviewing." "Ah? Is this necessary?" Zhang Guangfeng was even more puzzled: "Now that the company's profits are so good, even if the boss gets 0 points in every subject, he will definitely be a multi-millionaire after graduating in four years." "So, you are not Mr. Chen." Lao Zeng smiled and said meaningfully: "You can't understand the obsession with learning of a student who got into CUHK with more than 650 points." Zhang Guangfeng touched the back of his head. He really couldn't understand. You can take a nap during this time! What’s the point of getting high scores? Do you have to become a "hexagonal college student" who has good academic performance, can start a business and make money, is humble and good at speaking, has high emotional intelligence, is tall and good-looking? Chen was indeed very dedicated in his review, even when he was taking a ride to find Wang Youqing after class in the afternoon. He did not forget to bring a book to read on the road and a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes. Wang Youqing knew what kind of person Chen Zhe was, but the driver Ma Haijun didn't know. When he followed Wang Youqing downstairs to greet them, he saw a boy who was less than 20 years old, tall, with fair skin, and a "short on the sides and long in the middle" hairstyle. There was a gentle, sunny smile on his face, a book in one hand and a cigarette in the other. After seeing him, the young student handed him the cigarette and said with a smile: "I heard about you from Brother Wang. You will have to work hard these days." "Is this Chen Zhuo? He is so young." Ma Haijun hesitated, not knowing whether he should accept it. He glanced at Wang Youqing, but Wang Youqing was greeting him loudly and didn't give any hint at all. Ma Haijun then remembered what Wang Youqing had said yesterday, that no matter what Chen Zhuo gave, there would be no problem in accepting it. "Thank you, Mr. Chen." Ma Haijun thanked him and took it calmly. Chen smiled and nodded. Ma Haijun had driven for many corporate CEOs. He felt that a person's unintentional actions might represent his principles in doing things. A book in one hand and a cigarette in the other. What does this mean? It represents knowledge in the left hand and favors in the right hand. We must grasp both ends, and this is indeed the foundation of Chen Zhuo's life. ······ (Three more chapters to come today.) (End of this chapter)