"I'm not saying anything wrong, Zhang Jing, the timing and arrangement of the interview you chose are both problematic. Can you communicate with the freshmen first, so that they know what to say, and then proceed? Besides, there were people watching at the time, and teachers were present. If this gets out now, what will our student union do? In short, the Propaganda Department has a problem, and it's not enough to just come up with a plan. Shouldn't they review it and then report to the higher-ups to eliminate the impact of this incident?"
A conflict broke out in the office of the school student union.
Zheng Kang, the vice president of the school student union, was once quite satisfied when Zhang Jing joined the student union. After all, student union cadres have always had access to beautiful women. But Zhang Jing was not impressed by his authority at all. Later, she ran for the position of propaganda minister. This made Zheng Kang's promise to a girl in private come to nothing. He could not show his authority as the vice president in front of Zhang Jing. He naturally had a handle on the current incident. The problem of the propaganda department directly pointed to Zhang Jing's ability. Moreover, if the matter was packaged again, it would at least be a stain on Zhang Jing's ability to compete for higher positions in the future.
In fact, everyone present at this kind of meeting of the school student union is quite embarrassed. Zheng Kang's behavior is no stranger to them, but the key is when he starts to argue with Zhang Jing, everyone is in a difficult position. On the one hand, there is Zheng Kang who speaks in a pretentious manner, and on the other hand, there is Zhang Jing, whose every move is indeed beautiful. When the two sides argue, everyone feels overwhelmed.
Zhang Jing put down the notebook in her hand and smiled without any annoyance. "I don't think this is a bad thing. Our student union is to think about the students and consider the problem from the students' perspective. Is there a problem that the freshman mentioned today? Of course there is. He was able to stand up and say it, but how many people realized it later and kept their unhappiness in their hearts. This problem has appeared today, so should our student union also report it to the higher-ups? How to solve this problem?"
Zheng Kang snorted, "Solve it? How? From the tone of that freshman, he asked the school to clean it up. Who does he think he is? Besides, it's not certain whether this is the case. Of course, I can't deny that there are all kinds of birds in the forest. There may be inferior quilts, but I think there are many good ones... It's a good thing for students to earn some extra money. Otherwise, if the school purchases and distributes them uniformly, people will take advantage of it."
Zhang Jing and Zheng Kang started arguing again.
Finally, the president of the student union rubbed his brows and said, "How about this, cut this segment off and don't play it on the school screens in the cafeteria. We in the student union can't just report good news but not bad news. Since some freshmen have reported this situation, we should submit this interview and let the school investigate and decide on the follow-up."
Everyone nodded, but Zheng Kang sneered in his heart. So the chairman is still an old fox. Today's incident has attracted a lot of attention and has a certain impact. If the school student union does nothing, his prestige will definitely be affected, so he still needs to save face. But even if he reports this matter, it will be empty talk. Many of the people who sell freshmen's things are the families of faculty and staff. The school turns a blind eye. Who would really open the lid and offend people? This kind of thing will only end up in nothing.
Coming out of the school student union, Zhang Jing frowned. She had remained calm throughout the argument and even retorted from time to time, which made the pretentious Zheng Kang very angry. But to be honest, if you ask whether this dispute was annoying or not, she was definitely annoyed.
Well, freshman, you should at least put forward the premise of the lessons you heard from your predecessors, such as the pilling of the quilt after a few months, and the black cotton inside when torn open. You are a freshman, and you act as if you have experienced it yourself. Your perspective is definitely not valid.
I can only say that I am unlucky today. The school sells quilts and various promotions like this every year, and makes a fortune from kickbacks. She is of course not unaware of this, and she also knows that reporting this will not have any good results. But today Zheng Kang wants to confront her, so of course she has to stand on the side of the truth to be invincible.
In fact, after the interview, a smart staff member bypassed the crowd and went to the front to ask the freshman the name of his department, because the interviewed person might not be broadcast on the camera, but the department would keep a written record.
Department of Chemistry. Xu Ziling.
She narrowed her eyes.
This name sounds uncomfortable.
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Cheng Ran, the person involved in the internal dispute of the Student Union, was not aware of his words at all. He then applied for various cards, bought insurance, and went to the dormitory area with Cheng Feiyang with bags. Cheng Ran's dormitory buildings were spread out in a crescent shape beside a huge sunken playground, in Building 409, Area A, Xingyuan. This was the dormitory of the School of Computer Science. Opposite it was the girls' building. The highway was connected to the main road of the campus, and cars could drive in directly.
An Audi A6 was parked downstairs. A middle-aged man in trousers and a shirt with a big LV logo on his belt and a lady-like woman got out. A young man with a flat head got out from the back seat. He inherited the genes of the two and had thick lips and a wide mouth. The middle-aged man and woman saw Cheng Feiyang and Cheng Ran carrying bags and turned to their son, "Look at you, how lucky you are! Not everyone in this world has conditions like you, and you don't cherish them!"
A sense of superiority is part of human nature. From the initial ten thousand yuan households, to the "big brother" mobile phones that were as good as shoulder-fired rocket launchers in the late 1980s and early 1990s, to today's Audi cars, brand-name clothing and jewelry, and future smart phones, luxury cars and watches, in fact, the attributes of some things have never changed for some people, they are all "big brother" mobile phones.
The man opened the trunk, the woman helped with the bag and also moved the luggage, while the young man with the flat head moved a computer case, and then they went upstairs together.
Cheng Ran went to his own room, 409, which was a four-person room. His roommates had already arrived. One was called Li Wei, who was lively and outgoing. Another was called Wang Xinbo, who introduced himself as "Davie" in English, so they nicknamed each other "Da Wei" and "Xiao Wei". Another was called Guo Zhijun, who was the oldest, so he was called "Lao Guo". Probably, those who were able to get into Central South University of Science and Technology were outstanding in their original schools, and no one wanted to be inferior to others, so there was no so-called dormitory ranking, and everyone was called by nicknames. Cheng Ran hadn't given himself a nickname yet, and in view of this, no one took the initiative to give him one. Only Li Wei called him "Cheng Ranjun!" in an anime style, the one with a delicate voice and a weak body. So Cheng Ranjun probably became everyone's default nickname.
Cheng Feiyang distributed beef jerky and other snacks to everyone, and everyone shouted "thank you uncle". The most special one was Lao Guo. When Cheng Ran came in, he stood up and shook hands with him. Da Wei and Xiao Wei were not surprised. Obviously, they had been treated like this before when they met. After shaking hands with Cheng Ran, he came over and shook hands with Cheng Feiyang, with both hands, like a social person, which made Cheng Feiyang smile.
Dawei and Xiaowei are both locals, Laoguo is from Guangdong. At this time, they heard a loud shout in the corridor, "Wang Xinbo! Wang Xinbo! Where are you?" Wang Xinbo hurried out. It turned out to be the boy Cheng Ran had just seen downstairs, shouting in the corridor. It turned out to be a dormitory next to each other. After meeting Wang Xinbo, he complained a few words about why he didn't wait for him, which seemed to put pressure on Wang Xinbo. Everyone couldn't figure out the relationship between them, so they all looked at the two of them.
Wang Xinbo introduced that this person was Yang Mu, who was from the same school as him, and then introduced Yang Mu's roommate. Yang Mu probably came from a wealthy family and seemed to have inherited some of his father's style. When Wang Xinbo mentioned his roommate, he nodded to each person and was very dignified.
In this way, even Lao Guo, who was about to stand up to shake hands, raised his buttocks and put them down again, looking calm and composed.
Cheng Ran saw it all. In fact, even if a student is from a good university, meeting the academic standards for a while does not mean that his emotional intelligence, personality and moral values are up to standard. A cross is a cross everywhere. There are many people like Yang Mu who have low emotional intelligence and do not care about the feelings of others. There are many people who have lived like this for decades, let alone in a university.
Seeing that Yang Mu was only interested in talking to Wang Xinbo about his family's PS game console games, and had little to say to everyone in 409, the atmosphere was rather awkward. Yang Mu's parents then entered the dormitory, and Yang Mu's mother held up a bag and smiled to make things happen, "You are Wang Xinbo's roommates, right? We are all close to each other, so help each other in the future. Come, Auntie will treat you to some candy."
As he said that, he took a handful of golden and green candies from his pocket and put them on the table. Levi was in a lively mood. He said thank you, took one and said with a smile, "Yeah, Ferrero! High-end stuff!"
These words made Yang Mu's parents look happy.
Yang Mu showed some frivolous expression. Cheng Feiyang, who had to help Cheng Ran make the bed, also reached into the suitcase and took out some peach slices and beef jerky and stuffed them into Yang Mu's hand. "Thank you, classmate. This is our local specialty. You can try it too."
Yang Mu was originally talking to Wang Xinbo, and was a little overwhelmed when Cheng Feiyang stuffed a bunch of things into his hands. The main reason was that he was wearing a new shirt, and the packaging of the things Cheng Feiyang brought looked old-fashioned. At that time, Chinese local packaging was certainly not comparable to international brands in terms of aesthetics or craftsmanship. Compared with the Ferrero chocolate issued by his family, the latter was naturally more sophisticated and "fashionable", matching his status.
Yang Mu handed it to his father, who then held the bag by the edge and gave Cheng Feiyang a symbolic smile. Cheng Feiyang nodded and ignored him, continuing to help Cheng Ran with the luggage. Although Cheng Ran said many times that he would do it himself, Cheng Feiyang insisted on doing it himself, and the more he did it, the more reluctant and sad he felt.
Yang Mu's father was stunned for a moment. Cheng Feiyang didn't have a simple smile or the awkwardness of an honest man. Just a nod made him feel a little uncomfortable. This action that was abnormal with his personality made Yang Mu's father feel uncomfortable. Experience and self-awareness told him that he looked a bit like the big leaders he usually accompanied.
While talking to Wang Xinbo, Yang Mu mentioned the new mobile phone he bought, a Samsung flip phone that cost more than three thousand yuan. He opened it and closed it with a click.
The speaker has a heart, and the listener also has a heart. Li Wei and Guo Zhijun looked at each other. More than three thousand is almost their living expenses for half a year. Of course it is worth showing off. If they were Yang Mu, they would also show off. As a result, there was a tiny mechanical sound over there, and Cheng Ran took out a straight-screen mobile phone from his trouser pocket. It was from China Mobile CQ. It was a CQ message from Jiang Hongshao, asking him if he had reported in. It was early in the morning in the UK, and it was not time to get up yet. Obviously, Jiang Hongshao woke up early because of something. After China Mobile CQ was activated, you can leave a message and send a text message directly from CQ to your mobile phone, and then reply to CQ messages with text messages. Cheng Ran walked to the balcony and replied: I am chatting with my roommate.
Everyone saw this and thought it was too embarrassing. Yang Mu just mentioned his cell phone, but Cheng Ran took it out right away. He didn't even give him a chance to pretend. However, Li Wei and Guo Zhijun thought it was great. They were all unhappy with Yang Mu's attitude.
Yang Mu's parents looked at Cheng Ran and his son. They had seen them in the surrounding dormitories and were about to call Yang Mu back to the dormitory to pack his things.
Yang Mu nodded and said, "I'll go and install the newly bought computer. I'll install games and connect the network cable later." Computers were luxury items at that time. They were much more expensive than mobile phones. People present may have computers at home, but they were for home use. If you install another one in the university dormitory, it would be too gorgeous, enough to attract hundreds of people on the upper and lower floors to watch every night. In the last year of the School of Computer Science, most freshmen rushed to use the school's computer room and off-campus Internet cafes. Only in the second year did they gradually install computers with the support of their families. It was almost impossible for freshmen to have computers.
Li Wei and Guo Zhijun complained in their hearts, they dare not provoke him, they dare not provoke him, this is an endless show of wealth, with a rich family background the ability to make trouble, and to confront him to the death, Yang Mu is a crocodile.
When Cheng Ran came back, Cheng Feiyang pointed at his suitcase and told Cheng Ran to put his things in it. Cheng Ran opened the suitcase, took out his laptop, and put it on the table. Hearing their last words, he asked, "Where did you say to pull the network cable? I'll pull one too."
Everyone's eyes were on the notebook that looked like a document bag. Not everyone knew the brand of this novel mobile notebook, but Yang Mu, who kept a cutting-edge sense of this kind of electronic products and bought every issue of Dasoft to see the software and hardware, recognized it. Dell's PIII, market price: 27,500.