The Most Powerful Chairman in The History

Chapter 7: Why is the poverty certificate not a national certificate?

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Even though he was shunned like a tiger by the goddess of learning, Bai Hao still watched the elevator numbers rise with satisfaction. Even when the elevator stopped and Tan Yue walked down, he smiled and said goodbye to Tan Yue.

"Goodbye!"

Hearing Bai Hao's voice, although I knew that Bai Hao did not follow the elevator, Tan Yue couldn't help but speed up a bit.

Tan Yue has never been stunned by others to such a degree, and what is even more depressing is that this kind of angry but not easy to vent feeling is really uncomfortable.

I really don't know how this classmate lived so smoothly. It's a miracle not to be beaten to death.

Bai Hao met the master student of Jingyi next door, humming a small song in his heart, knocked on the door and entered the instructor's office.

"what's happenin?"

The counselor Liu Bin looked away from the computer screen and asked Bai Hao with his eyes.

"I heard that there is a certificate for the postgraduate study to add points?"

Bai Hao sat down opposite the instructor unceremoniously, with a smile on his face without revealing the slightest displeasure.

"Yes."

Liu Bin observed Bai Hao's expression, and he was relieved when he saw that Bai Hao did not show any unhappiness. At the same time, it is inevitable that Bai Hao will be somewhat contemptuous.

There is no money at home, no one, even if the grades are good, what can they do? Don't you want to be a stepping stone for others? What's more, this Bai Hao doesn't even have the courage to resist, so what big things can he accomplish? It would be better to give the opportunity to others.

A smile appeared on Liu Bin's face thinking of the things in the drawer, and Bai Hao's eyes were also mild.

"Actually, I feel sorry for you. If you are purely looking at credits, you have to be ahead of Zhang Peng. But you also know that Zhang Peng teamed up in the National Electronic Design Competition last year and won the national second prize certificate. , The college should also consider awards..."

"So having a certificate will give you extra points?"

Bai Hao asked again.

Liu Bin quietly increased his vigilance: "Only national-level certificates will have special bonus points. School-level and municipal-level ones are not acceptable."

"Then it will be all right."

Bai Hao "slapped" both hands, took out a poverty certificate in Liu Bin's surprised eyes, and placed it in front of the instructor with a smile.

"Hey! The certificate issued by the country, the extra points should be no problem!"

Poverty certificate

What is the structure of this kid's head? Can the poverty certificate and the award certificate be the same

The blue veins on Liu Bin's head kept beating, staring at Bai Hao. It took a long time to calm down and try to keep the peace on his face.

"Bai Hao, your certificate is different from the award certificate..."

"Do you look down on the poverty certificate?"

Before Liu Bin finished speaking, Bai Hao put a high hat on his head.

"Of course not. You listen to me, you can't get extra points..."

"Poverty certificates are established by the state! Since you are not looking down on poverty certificates, they are all national certificates, why don't you give me extra points?"

Although he knew that Bai Hao was messing around, Liu Bin was not very angry, so he could only explain to Bai Hao patiently.

"The teacher knows that your home..."

The door of the office was slammed open. Before Bai Hao turned his head to look, he heard Zhang Peng's voice coming from the door.

"Teacher, has my credit certificate been issued? The matter of guaranteeing the postgraduate study has to be settled quickly, and it will be reported tomorrow... Bai Hao? Why are you here?"

"What a coincidence." Bai Hao smiled and turned his head, staring at Zhang Peng tightly. "I'm also here to talk about Baoyan."

Seeing Bai Hao's reaction, Liu Bin knew that the matter of helping Zhang Peng grab a spot had been exposed, he couldn't help but suddenly became vigilant. However, it was too late. Before Liu Bin had time to stop it, Zhang Peng had already brought the matter to the table.

"Just rely on you? Bai Hao, your family is so poor that you still want to get a graduate student? Can you afford the tuition?"

Zhang Peng's gaze crossed the poverty certificate on the table, and once again sarcastically said:

"It's just a stinky farmer. I really think that if you have good grades, you can change your destiny and turn over? I tell you, this world is a world of capital, and knowledge that changes destiny is simply bullshit! We classmates, I don’t want to It's hard for you. If you are more acquainted, you can go to the postgraduate entrance examination quietly. If you are not acquainted..."

"How about ignorance?"

There was no smile on Bai Hao's face, and he looked at Zhang Peng coldly.

"Don't know you? If you don't know you, I promise you won't be able to graduate! If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Zhang Peng sneered and said such words in front of the counselor.

"Teacher, are you not going to say something?"

Bai Hao turned back, staring at Liu Bin solemnly, waiting for his reply.

Facing the serious eyes of Baihao, Liu Bin actually felt unprecedented pressure. But in the end, he avoided the line of sight and opened his mouth dodgingly.

"Bai Hao, you know that the number of graduate students does not mean anything. Moreover, Zhang Peng does have a certificate of award. You don't need to look for things in between. The teacher believes that you will be admitted to the school you want to go to with your strength."

Bai Hao's eyes became cold with the words of the instructor, and his heart was suddenly full of sorrow.

Besides yourself, how many people have encountered such a thing? How many people have become stepping stones and cannon fodder under this kind of money that has no fairness to speak of

If you have not been found by your grandfather, if you are really just a child of the poor, is it true that you can't get rid of the fate of being stepped on the bottom of your feet and becoming someone else's upstairs

Why should I give up something that belongs to me because others want it

Bai Hao swept across the door of the office, and an imperceptible astonishment flashed in his eyes. Immediately, Bai Hao cast his gaze on Zhang Peng's face again as if he had accepted his fate.

"I want to know how much your family has allocated for this quota." Bai Hao asked calmly, it was hard to find a trace of anger on his face.

"No matter if I retreat or not, I always have to know how much the quota is worth! What do you mean by that sentence? You have to die?"

Hearing Bai Hao subdued, Zhang Peng felt proud.

It is said that Bai Hao has an angry mouth, but now he still lowers his head to himself? There is no one in this world who can't clean up, and if there is, that's because the money is not in place.

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If Zhang Peng really told Bai Hao about the latter sentence in front of him, perhaps Bai Hao would still sigh with the consensus of the two, and respect him as a smarter stupid man. But Zhang Peng triumphantly told Bai Hao about the amount of bribes and the candidates in person.

"It seems you are very clear, I am worried for you for nothing."

Bai Hao nodded as he listened, and after Zhang Peng finished speaking, he said nonchalantly.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Peng looked strangely at Bai Hao's smiling face again, and asked puzzledly.

"I mean, since you know everything, you can look down even if you die. Brother, I'm so happy for you!"

Bai Hao patted Zhang Peng's shoulder meaningfully, and yelled to the door while pulling his neck.

"President Wang, you can understand what Classmate Zhang said just now! If you don't enter the room, Classmate Zhang may not be able to close your eyes!" (to be continued) (end of this chapter)