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Chapter 349: Secret Talk in the Club [5000]

Xu Siqi was stunned for a moment.

Then he immediately asked in surprise: "Is it Professor He Weijun? Will he come tonight too?"

This is an economics expert who is very well-known in the country.

The focus is particularly on Yenching University.

The place where this old professor worked in the past was always packed with people for every open class. The reason why I could worship him as my teacher was related to this guy next to me. It was because I saw this guy's remarks in the newspapers that I came up with the idea of ​​combining journalism and economics to write a paper on the new look of entrepreneurs since the reform and opening up.

It was this paper that I presented to the old professor during an open class. I took the first draft of the paper and consulted him, and he encouraged and recognized me.

What did you say?

Yes, as long as I continue to work hard, improve this paper, and then publish it and get his affirmation, I can directly apply for his graduate program after graduating from university.

Is that what happened?

I was very happy about this for a long time. After that, whenever I had new results or new progress in my thesis, I would show them to the old professor. As a result, we did have a period of time when we treated each other as student and teacher.

Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the old professor suddenly gave up his teaching job, changed his career, and went directly to work in the local area.

She was depressed for a long time because of this.

She was also having conflicts with her family at that time. Her mother wanted her to graduate from college as soon as possible and then return to her hometown to work at the provincial TV station so that she could take over her column. But she was thinking about taking the postgraduate entrance examination so that she could continue to stay in Beijing.

It's exactly the opposite of what she is doing now.

Now it seems that it would have been the right decision not to pursue a master's degree. Otherwise, she would be like Sister Mingzhu now. The two good sisters would both be trapped in the capital, in that ivory tower, unaware of the happenings in the outside world.

How could I be like now, following this guy and seeing more of the world?

Seeing the smile in her eyes, Lu Yang encouraged her again, "Your teacher is now working in Pengcheng. We will probably have to deal with him a lot when we go to Pengcheng. You are his student, so you can go and test his background first. Do you have confidence?"

She seemed a little nervous.

He teased her, "Why, you won't be able to speak after seeing your teacher?"

Xu Siqi blushed immediately.

She originally wanted to retort, even though she knew this guy was joking with her. But when she really opened her mouth, no sound came out.

It's still nervousness after all.

There were quite a lot of people at the dinner tonight, except for Lu Yang, his wife and children, Da Jun and Xiao Xiao, who were about to put down their work in Yangcheng and follow Lu Yang to Pengcheng, and then finally return to Baoqing City. In addition to them was Mou Qizhong, the richest man in the three southwestern provinces and the current cash king in the country. When he traveled, he was accompanied by a large group of people, so there were many people who were qualified to sit at the table. In addition, several tables were arranged in other private rooms for secretaries, bodyguards and other accompanying personnel.

How could she not be nervous in this situation? Was she really going to fight back just because this stinky guy insulted her?
No, I can’t fight back. I have to endure it, otherwise I will be accused of having no sense of the overall situation.

Besides, if I fight back, what if people misunderstand me as being a spoiled child?
Wouldn't that be a provocation to the principal wife?
Thinking of this, she quickly lowered her head and cursed Lu Yang harshly in her heart.

Then he thought to himself: That was a close call, I almost couldn’t hold it in.

She was mainly afraid that Yin Mingyue on the other side would misunderstand. What if the legitimate wife here felt that she was a threat and could not tolerate her, and forced her to leave and not be able to work as his secretary anymore? Wouldn't she be at a great loss then?

She was still waiting to see how a certain guy who was good at working miracles dominated the stock market.

That moment must have been wonderful and would surely be remembered by history. As a participant, wasn’t it a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for her to witness this moment with her own eyes?
Well, that must be the case, there is no other reason.

So she walked out the door obediently, like a quail, with her back hunched and her head lowered.

But soon she became excited again.

Because it really was Professor He, her teacher who came, and that guy didn't lie to her.

At this time, a drizzle had already fallen under the night sky of Guangzhou. When a government car drove in from the darkness in the distance, breaking through the hazy neon lights of the drizzle, it stopped in front of the most upscale club on the most prosperous road in the center of Guangzhou.

Without waiting for the secretary in the front row, he got out of the car holding an umbrella to open the door. The back door had already opened by itself. He Weijun with a head full of silver hair got out of the car, and regardless of the drizzle on his head, he ran up the stairs in it.

Xu Siqi's eyes suddenly became moist.

She covered her mouth.

"Teacher, your hair has turned completely white, and it's only been less than two years!"

"What is the reason?"

“Is it really that stressful to work in a local government position?”

"With a teacher's ability, he still feels so exhausted. No wonder I've run into obstacles everywhere since I left school. I thought it was just my bad luck before, but now it seems that it's not bad luck, it's all due to my lack of ability."

She severely examined herself and felt bitter in her heart, as if she had eaten the Coptis chinensis.

But at this time, He Weijun had already run up to her. Seeing that this familiar-looking girl was blocking his way, he said without thinking, "Miss, could you please move aside? I have something urgent to do and I want to go in and find someone."

He didn't put on airs.

As a technical official who was directly transferred from a university professor to a local position, he is not yet used to how to exercise the official power in his hands.

Otherwise, it should be the secretary or the driver who comes to chase this little girl who is blocking the road away.

Of course, it is possible that some people will never get used to this kind of official airs in their entire lives.

But just because you don't use it doesn't mean your subordinates won't use it.

For example, the driver Xiao Li is patting his thigh right now, how could he forget about this?
Opening doors for leaders and holding umbrellas for leaders are the secretaries' jobs. He can't and doesn't dare to take them over. But the car is parked, so there's nothing else to do, right? Why didn't he think of clearing the way for the leader?

Such a good opportunity to please the big boss just slipped away from him. Do you think he should pat his thigh?

For example, Secretary Xiao Liu was already feeling annoyed and reacted a beat too slowly. He failed to get out of the car immediately to open the door for the leader and hold an umbrella for the leader, allowing the leader to get wet in the rain. This was his dereliction of duty.

There was still a chance to save the situation. He just needed to run faster. He was young and his leader was almost sixty years old. But in the end, he missed the opportunity.

Do you think he should be upset?
Xu Siqi covered her mouth with her hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Teacher, don't you remember me? I am your student."

Really, all her tears were shed in vain. She even felt sorry for the old professor for a few seconds.

"what?"

He Weijun was stunned, and quickly took out his reading glasses from his pocket and put them on, then looked carefully at the girl in front of him again.

He is indeed my student.

So he put on a stern face and said, "Xiao Xu, right? Why are you here?"

He could not tolerate or forgive the fact that a top student from Yenching University was working in such a place of debauchery. He had to make this girl give him an explanation.

Xu Siqi looked confused, wondering what happened to this old professor.
It would have been fine if he didn't recognize me just now, maybe it was because the light at the door in front of this club was too dim.

But he recognized me, so why is he still so fierce?
"Teacher, what are you doing?"

He Weijun got through to her and asked, "What are you doing? Look at you now, how can you still look like a serious student? If I remember correctly, you should be doing an internship now, right? Why are you here?"

At this moment, he acted like a role model.

But you can't blame him.

The atmosphere here has really not been good in recent years, especially in private high-end clubs like this, which provide food, sleep, and entertainment. What kind of entertainment is there?
Of course it’s for fun.

Even his old bones know this, so how could these young people not understand?
Girls, especially pretty girls, if they really know how to keep themselves clean, should avoid working in such places.

It's not that he looks down on the working people who work in such places. He was doing it out of protection. It's simply because he was disappointed in their work that he was so excited just now.

After all, his students are top students at Yenching University, and it would be embarrassing if such a thing got out.

Then Xu Siqi immediately screamed: "Teacher, what are you talking about?"

She stamped her feet and said, "Hate it, you misunderstood me, how could I possibly work here..."

It’s all that guy’s fault. He said that secretaries should wear professional attire.

He even said that this set of arm-wrapped skirt was brought from Hong Kong. Bah, bah, bah, it's all your fault...

She thought it must be the problem with the clothes she was wearing.

But in fact, this outfit is already very conservative.

It's nothing more than a white shirt inside, a small suit outside, a little black dress that's a little higher than the knee with a black suit, and high heels. Even Lu Yang's own garment factory can produce it now, isn't it conservative enough?

It was also He Weijun's fault. He was indeed presbyopic. After listening to his student's explanation, he took another careful look and it seemed to be true.

This girl doesn't look like a waitress.

It's a bit like the big bosses who came from Hong Kong to build factories in Pengcheng. The secretaries who follow them seem to be dressed like this. Yes, it's indeed like that.

He didn't have time to figure it out.

"Since you don't work here, then get out of the way. I have something else to do. I'll come back and talk to you when I'm done."

He walked inside in a hurry.

This won’t work. Xu Siqi has been ordered to come out and greet the teacher.

If she lost the person, how would she explain it?

So he opened his arms and said, "Teacher, wait a minute, are you looking for someone? Aren't you here to see my boss?"

He Weijun said angrily: "Don't stop me, I'm not here to see your boss, and I don't have an appointment with anyone. I'm here to look for someone."

He could never have imagined that the person he wanted to meet could be easily met through his student.

Instead, I became anxious.

Because too much time has been wasted. What if, because of this delay, the person is found later and leaves Guangzhou early tomorrow morning, and such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is lost, who will be responsible?
In the end, the stock market collapsed, and the rescue operation failed to prop up stock prices as planned. Wouldn't that mean all the efforts were wasted?

For this reason, he tried his best to remain calm and said, "I'm sorry, I did make a mistake just now. Can you please forgive me, Mr. Xu? I have something urgent to do today."

He glanced behind him.

At this time, his secretary Xiao Liu and driver Xiao Li had already run up.

If the little girl who blocked their way could not give a reasonable explanation, she would probably be asked to leave by them.

Xu Siqi stepped back quickly and said, "Don't come over here, teacher, you really misunderstood me. My boss wants to see you. How about this, you come in first, and I'll introduce my boss to you while we walk."

She had no choice but to dodge.

He Weijun didn't care about her. As long as she could make way, he strode in. "I don't know your boss, and I'm not interested in meeting him tonight, unless your boss's name is Mou Qizhong."

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

It really is.

It really couldn't be such a coincidence.

Today he only wanted to meet the richest man in the three southwestern provinces who had at least hundreds of millions of dollars in funds. Only the big boss Mou Qizhong, whether in terms of fame or financial resources, could help the Shenzhen Stock Exchange which was in dire straits. As for the others, even the bosses of his students, they could meet him, but not now.

Xu Siqi was secretly shocked. It turned out that the guy had this intention when he asked her to come out to greet the teacher. If he had said it earlier, she wouldn't have been embarrassed. Maybe he would have brought the teacher back to the private room by now.

"Teacher, please wait a moment. Don't walk so fast. Listen to what I have to say."

She chased after him, ignoring the teacher's secretary and the driver trying to stop her, saying, "Although my boss is not Mou Qizhong, I know Boss Mou. I know which private room he is in right now."

What’s the point of talking too much?

It would be better to bring the teacher there. Once the teacher sees a living person, he will naturally understand.

It is correct that Lu Yang's name was not mentioned.

Because He Weijun didn't know him at all, but the three words "Mou Qizhong" were magical.

"Are you serious? You didn't lie to the teacher?"

He Weijun turned around with a sharp look in his eyes.

Xu Siqi could only smile bitterly and said, "How dare a student lie to you, teacher? This club is very big and the rules are very strict. If you go to ask about Boss Mou's whereabouts, no waiter will dare to tell you unless you reveal your identity."

In fact, it might not be useful even if he took it out. Pengcheng's sword was not the sharpest one among them, and it might not be able to kill anyone on the road in Yangcheng.

The key point is that their club is so big and they dare to open it in the city center. I'm afraid it's not something that a small leader from another region can do.

After hitting a wall, He Weijun didn't want to reveal his identity and embarrass the waiter who had done nothing wrong. He had to trust the student again and followed him into the depths of the club.

At this time, Lu Yang was making a bet with Mou Qizhong and another old man.

This old man was the same one who had called He Weijun before, Professor Hong Wenbo, an economics expert at Yangcheng University.

Mr. Hong is a typical scholar-type talent. Unlike He Weijun, he is eager to use his knowledge through governing to prove that his ideas are correct.

He does not need it.

Besides, he is old enough, 68 years old, and there is no way he can be transferred to the local level.

On the contrary, if you want to make use of your remaining energy, you can work as an aide to some big bosses, give some economic advice, be supported by the big bosses, and receive a high annual salary without having to work, so that you can enjoy your retirement. This is a very good choice.

Today was a trap set up by Lu Yang and Mou Qizhong, who used him to trick He Weijun here.

It’s not a lie, because the other party will come willingly. It can only be said that everyone gets what they need.

If it was really a lie, I'm afraid that Mr. Hong would not be so willing to pick up the phone and call He Weijun after a few words from the two of them.

Everyone can see that the Pengcheng Municipal Government is short of money during this period.

The Shenzhen Stock Exchange, located in Futian District, is also in danger.

If someone is willing to take the initiative to offer help, and work with the government to support the market at all costs during the most dangerous times.

What kind of spirit is this?
Is it to gain the friendship of the Pengcheng Municipal Government, which has millions of citizens?
Is it worth it for a district leader to make such a trip overnight?
The reason why it was He Weijun, and not the real leadership of Pengcheng City, one of the members of No. 1, 2, and 3.

Besides the fact that he happens to be the resident direct manager of the Shenzhen Stock Exchange, a friend of Mr. Hong, and the teacher of Xu Siqi, Lu Yang's newly appointed secretary, it is also related to the fact that he is a scholar-type technical official. It may be more convenient to discuss some business with him.

"Dong dong dong."

The door of the private room rang, and 10 minutes had passed.

Lu Yang raised his wrist to check the time, then smiled and said, "It seems I won, please come in."

Having said that, he stood up.

It turned out that the bet they had just made was about how seriously He Weijun took the meeting with Mou Qizhong.

Lu Yang bet that he would definitely come overnight, and the time would definitely not exceed the end time of their meal, so he asked Xu Siqi to wait at the door in advance.

It turns out he was right.

He Weijun did come, and came quickly and urgently, proving that the Shenzhen Stock Exchange indeed still needed help. The government's rescue operation only alleviated the stock market crash, and it might take some time to truly resolve it.

And they headed south at the right time.

Although Mou Qizhong lost the bet, his eyes also lit up.

There is a lot of profit to be made here.

So after Lu Yang stood up, he also stood up and looked at the door of the private room, which had been opened. He raised his glass to the white-haired old man standing at the door and said, "I guess this is District Chief He? I, Mou, have been waiting for you here for a long time."

Take a look.

This is so pretentious.

Lu Yang next to him made a face and almost wanted to give him a thumbs up and give him a full score.

Forget it.

It’s more important to get down to business.

Lu Yang did not pretend to be mysterious like Mou Qizhong. He knew there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

He walked towards the door with a big laugh: "Welcome, District Chief He, please come in quickly!"

Don’t worry about it for now, just leave a good impression first, he said as he stretched out his hands pragmatically.

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