Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "College merger?"
"Well, Section Chief Zhang from the Higher Education Department of the Provincial Education Department is my friend. She mentioned it to me when we were chatting..." Zuo Yuxi frowned slightly, a little doubtful, and said: "But maybe it's just hearsay. I haven't heard any rumors before. From the 1980s to the present, the Ministry of Education has always had a clear idea about university education, so there is the implementation of the 11 Project. It's only been six or seven years, so it shouldn't have any major changes..."
The so-called 11 Project is a name that is familiar to Chinese people. This educational project was conceived in early 1990. In June of that year, when the State Education Commission formulated the National Ten-Year Education Plan and the Eighth Five-Year Plan, it proposed the goal of building 100 key colleges and universities by around 2000. The century-long plan is based on education. The national policy was only formulated in 1990, and the ten-year goal has not been achieved. Generally speaking, there should be no major changes. Therefore, it is understandable that Zuo Yuxi has doubts.
She smiled and put the matter behind her, saying, "Who cares? My focus now is on the transition from private to public. Whether it's merged or not, that's up to them... Where are you going? If it's on the way, I can give you a ride."
As she was talking, she was about to go out with Wen Liang. Liu Fangfei was still waiting downstairs, but Wen Liang grabbed her wrist, his expression rarely showing a bit of seriousness, and said: "No, Yuxi, in the next stage, your main focus must be shifted to the merger of colleges!"
Zuo Yuxi was surprised, turned her head and looked at him, and said: "Why? Qingzhou is a pilot for 'private to public', and the achievements it has made are obvious to all. I heard from Director Zhang Wugu that the next step is to set up a 'private to public' working group for the provincial education system. I will probably serve as the deputy leader, and use the Qingzhou model as a model to comprehensively promote the work of private to public in the province... Forgive me, you also understand how important this is to my future..."
"Private to public" is a brand-new reform of the education system in more than 20 years. After the survival of the fittest, millions of private teachers across the country will be included in the establishment. It is conceivable how many people's lives and destinies will be changed. Even if we don't consider the future of official career, just from the perspective of social significance and life value, this is an event of immeasurable merit and enough to comfort one's life.
Zuo Yuxi was thriving in Qingzhou and had obviously been recognized by Zhang Wugu. If she could preside over the province's work of transforming private enterprises into public ones in the next step, even if it was only temporary, it would definitely have a significant impact on her future.
However, when the merger of universities comes, all of this will be insignificant!
Suhai University, Wuzhou University, Jiangyue University, Jiangdong University... Countless giant universities that will become famous in the future will be born from this unprecedented merger. The relationship networks, personal connections, career paths and social resources formed by this will exceed the sum of the past decades!
This is a feast for the education system. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!
Wen Liang pulled her to sit down again and said seriously, "Time is tight, and there is no time to explain it to you in detail. How about this, you go to the meeting first. If the meeting topic is determined to be the merger of colleges and universities, remember one thing, Zhang Wugu must take the initiative to volunteer, even if it means giving up the opportunity to serve as the deputy leader of the provincial private-public transition working group!"
If it was anyone else, even if Zuo Jing asked for it himself, Zuo Yuxi would not give up the fruits of victory after so much hard work and just before the harvest. However, since meeting Wen Liang, Zuo Yuxi has developed a good habit of listening to him. In other words, even if Wen Liang dug a pit for her, she would be willing to close her eyes and jump in, not to mention that Wen Liang would never hurt her!
"Yes! I understand!" Zuo Yuxi nodded, her watery eyes filled with tender affection!
Wen Liang smiled and rubbed her face, which was as smooth as cream, and said, "Be good!"
After leaving the Education Bureau, Wen Liang was about to go to Bi Ya Si to meet Ding Mei, but he received a call from an unfamiliar phone number. He looked at it and pressed the answer button.
"Hello, Master Wen, I'm Qi Shu!"
Wen Liang had only given his cell phone number to Qi Shu the last time they met, except to a few close friends, so he had guessed it was her and asked with a smile, "Where is it?"
"I just woke up and went out. If you have time, Mr. Wen, would you like to have a cup of tea together?" Qi Shu's voice was calm and clear. It was hard to imagine that she used to be so seductive.
"Okay, you book a place."
Qi Shu thought for a moment and said, "I don't really want to go anywhere else, so I'd better come to Xiangji Kitchen."
The business of Xiangji Kitchen did not plummet because of the departure of Qi Shu and Mao Niang. Instead, it became more and more prosperous under Zhang Qiyun's management. When Wen Liang arrived at the gate, Zhang Qiyun was already waiting by the door and respectfully led him through a secret corridor to a house at the back.
"Master Wen, President Qi is waiting for you inside."
"Thank you for your help!"
"I dare not, I dare not, it is my honor to serve Master Wen." Zhang Qiyun became more respectful. He didn't know what happened to Qi Shu after she was released from prison, and she was actually together with Wen Liang, who caused her to be imprisoned. But his cleverness was that he only needed to manage the business of Xiangji Kitchen carefully, and didn't ask too much about other things, nor did he interfere too much.
Wen Liang pushed the door open and walked in. Qi Shu was sitting on the low table opposite her, with her legs crossed under her hips, her short hair hanging naturally, and she was wearing a simple and loose summer dress that concealed her curvy figure. Her pretty face without rouge lacked gorgeousness and refinement, but was more gentle and graceful.
Nirvana and rebirth are nothing but this!
“You’re here!”
Qi Shu smiled as she looked up. Her eyes, which had seen the world, were devoid of any scheming or scheming. They were as pure as a spring that no one had ever stepped into. Wen Liang was influenced by her and seemed to feel a lot happier. He sat down opposite her, imitating her sitting posture and said, "I didn't know Miss Qi was also a tea ceremony expert..."
Qi Shu shrugged, with a generous and beautiful attitude, and said: "No way, today is my first time to make tea."
Wen Liang has always been good at talking nonsense, and he almost blurted out, "Does this count as my first time with you?", but fortunately he held back. Facing Qi Shu now, saying such words would undoubtedly be an insult to both of them.
"Ha, then I have to try it." Wen Liang took the tea she handed over, took a sip, and said with a smile: "To be honest, the level needs to be improved."
Qi Shu laughed loudly upon hearing this, her delicate body trembling constantly, almost falling on the coffee table. After a while, she raised her head and asked, "As a gentleman, shouldn't you compliment the drink against your will, regardless of whether it tastes good or not?"
Wen Liang shook his head and said, "I'm not a gentleman, and Miss Qi doesn't like to hear sweet words. In this case, why not speak frankly and save yourself the trouble?"
Qi Shu sat up straight, stared at Wen Liang, and smiled softly, "This is what I've been waiting for, Master Wen."
Wen Liang drank the tea in his hand and said leisurely, "What do you mean?"
"To be frank... I have thought about it seriously these past few days. It is not difficult to work for the Caring for Girls Foundation. The difficult part is how to make Young Master Wen completely trust me... Don't worry, just listen to me first. Of course, it's not that I don't trust Young Master Wen. I also know that since Young Master Wen invited me, he has enough trust in me, but this alone is still not enough!"
Qi Shu seemed to have returned to his former shrewdness and competence. He spoke slowly, forcing Wen Liang to listen carefully. "In the past few days since I was released from prison, I have studied some cases of charity foundations at home and abroad. Although I am not an entry-level person, I at least understand a little more than before. To put it bluntly, the main task of a foundation is to spend money, and spending money is a huge science."
Wen Liang's eyes lit up, and he said, "Just by listening to what Miss Qi said, I know I didn't find the wrong person."
People have always known that making money is difficult, but they don’t know that spending money is even more difficult, especially in the charity industry, which is far from being as simple as waving hands and throwing money everywhere. Qi Shu’s insight is actually a step into the door!
Qi Shu smiled calmly, not taking Wen Liang's praise to heart, and said, "I came to see Master Wen today because I actually wanted to get a promise."
Wen Liang sat upright, listened attentively, gave Qi Shu absolute respect, and said, "You go ahead!"
"I want to have all the power of the foundation. How to operate it, how to invest, how to build it, and how to provide assistance will all be left to me. You can't interfere or ask about it!" While saying this, Qi Shu stared at Wen Liang's face without blinking, as if he wanted to take in all his expressions.
Wen Liang did not hesitate and almost finished her words, saying, "Okay, I agree!"
This time it was Qi Shu's turn to be stunned. He said, "Mr. Wen, are you sure you understand what I said? Don't think about it or give it some thought?"
Wen Liang personally filled her and himself with tea, handed her a cup, and said, "This is what I wanted to say, but I didn't say it because I was afraid that Miss Qi would be too tired. Now that I know you have this intention, of course I am happy to be a hands-off boss, ha!"
Qi Shu took the cup, feeling the warmth passing through the glass into her palms. But what was even warmer was her heart that was sealed in the abyss. Ever since she was abandoned by Gu Shitong, she thought that she would never trust anyone again in her life, nor would she be trusted by anyone again. But Wen Liang handed over the foundation that might be worth tens of millions to her without any hesitation. This kind of magnanimity and respect was something that she had never received even when she was at the peak of her relationship with Gu Shitong.
She lowered her head, drank her tea silently, and said, "Mr. Wen, I was just testing you just now. If you had hesitated a little, I could have safely refused to work for the foundation. Please forgive me for taking advantage of your kindness!"
Wen Liang was so smart that he naturally understood Qi Shu's intention today. After returning home and thinking about it, she must have still doubted her intentions, so she proposed a condition today that seemed unacceptable to anyone, in order to shut him up and let her see her true face, so that she would give up the idea of leaving the world.
This cannot be blamed on her. Anyone who has had her experience will never trust someone so easily. Wen Liang said softly, "Miss Qi, you and I have both walked through darkness, but as long as we persist in walking forward, we will definitely see the ray of light that lights up. I firmly believe this, and I hope you can believe it too!"
Qi Shu was silent for a long time, then raised his head, smiled brilliantly, and said, "Call me Xiao Shu from now on. Although I am older than you, in my heart, you are worthy of being my teacher!"
Wen Liang twisted his buttocks imperceptibly. He became a teacher through chatting, and became a good person through picking up girls. Which one is more miserable? (To be continued)