Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

The next day, Chu Shijun packed his things early in the morning and went to the office of the head of the economics department to visit Liu Chunhua.

The door opened, and he saw Liu Chunhua himself, a middle-aged man around forty years old, somewhat thin, with a pointed chin and sharp eyes behind black-rimmed glasses.

"Hello Professor Liu, I am Chu Shijun," Chu Shijun said respectfully.

"Shijun, come in and sit down."

The two sat down at the table.

"Perfect timing, the tea was just brewed."

Liu Chunhua poured Chu Shijun a cup of tea.

"Thank you, Professor Liu. This is my humble work, and I also have a Hero brand fountain pen. It's not expensive, but you can use it when you write materials or revise lecture notes. I'll take the liberty of giving it to you." Chu Shijun placed the book and the small box containing the fountain pen on the table.

"Haha, alright, I'll accept it without hesitation. I just happened to need a new pen, but I can't accept it, it's too heavy." Liu Chunhua smiled, took out the fountain pen in front of Chu Shijun, filled it with ink, wrote a few words on a piece of paper, and nodded, "Good pen."

Do you smoke?

Liu Chunhua put down his pen and asked, while taking out a cigarette, "When I was giving a report in Beijing before, an old leader gave me this. You have some too, right? Why don't you give your future teacher a gift?"

"Hehe, not much, but if you want a cigarette, teacher, then there's definitely some." Chu Shijun took the cigarette, lit it for Liu Chunhua first, and quickly changed his form of address as he spoke.

No wonder Lao Pei also reminded him to respect Liu Chunhua. Being able to give a report in Beijing and receiving cigarettes shows that she is highly regarded.

"Shijun, if you want to study for a part-time postgraduate degree with me, let me first tell you that I am very strict here. You have to pass the entrance exam and pass the defense. Even if you are working part-time, you still have to do your assignments and research reports." Liu Chunhua said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry about that, teacher. I'll have no problem passing the exams and getting out of trouble. Besides, I'm studying national economics, which will allow me to learn and practice in my work. I'll be happy to ask you for advice anytime," Chu Shijun assured him, patting his chest.

"We still need to look at concrete results. Actions speak louder than words," Liu Chunhua shook his head, patted the book "The Rise of a Great Power" that Chu Shijun had given him, and began to ask questions: "I see that you have your own views on economic development in your book, and even I have been inspired by them. You must read a lot of books, right?"

"Professor Liu, I have read books such as Capital, Socialist Economic Theory, History of Economic Thought, and Macroeconomic Regulation. I have also read your works and found them very inspiring." Chu Shijun listed them off as if they were his own treasures. He had indeed read these books over the years and even remembered them clearly.

"Oh? You're very knowledgeable!"

Liu Chunhua asked with some surprise, "Then tell me, what are the basic economic laws of socialism? How do they differ from the economic laws of capitalism?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Shijun pondered for a moment before saying, "Teacher, I remember reading in the book that the fundamental purpose of socialism is to meet the needs of the people, not to make money like capitalism does. For example, when there is a shortage of food, the state allocates it uniformly, so that the people don't go hungry. This is the advantage of a planned economy. Compared to that..., we focus more on planning and regulation to avoid blind production."

A hint of approval flashed in Liu Chunhua's eyes as she continued, "What is the relationship between a planned economy and market regulation? Is it possible to completely embrace marketization?"

"Teacher, the basic principle of reform is to have a planned economy as the mainstay and market regulation as a supplement. I don't think planning and the market are contradictory. Small commodities and vegetables can be marketized, but materials related to the national economy and people's livelihood, such as steel and coal, still need to be priced and distributed uniformly by the state..."

Afterwards, Liu Chunhua asked several more questions, big and small, which Chu Shijun answered. He also asked a few more questions, which Liu Chunhua answered.

Now, Liu Chunhua couldn't be more satisfied with this student.

"Shijun, since you're studying part-time, you should be starting work after graduation, right? Here's what I'll do: in the next few days, I'll contact a few teachers to prepare a set of exam questions and submit them. You can take the exam and start studying with me this year."

"Speaking of which, you've come at the right time. I'm not planning to bring many people this year. I have a position in Beijing, so I'll probably be traveling a lot. It's perfect for you, as you're currently employed. Neither of us is in Handong, we're in different parts of the country. If anything comes up, we can just talk on the phone."

"I, Liu Chunhua, will accept you as my student."

Upon hearing this, Chu Shijun stood up, bowed, and said, "Teacher Liu, I am honored by your high regard. I will humbly learn from you in the future, and I hope you will be strict with me."

Liu Chunhua didn't say much, and also stood up and bowed halfway to Chu Shijun.

……

And so, in just two days, Liu Chunhua had prepared the exam papers. After Chu Shijun took the exam, he quickly graded the papers and submitted them. This September, he will become a part-time graduate student in the Economics Department of Han University.

By the end of June, senior students had completed their graduation defenses.

The Han University Graduate Placement Office is bustling with activity as graduates participate in graduation activities, sending and receiving emails.

That morning, a teacher rushed in, threw a box of mail on the table, held up an email, and said to the office director, "Director Wang, this is a student's assignment letter."

"Go wherever you're supposed to go. Everyone's already been assigned. Obeying assignments is every college student's duty. Is any student having a problem with this? Tell him to come find me." Director Wang said impatiently without looking up. He was a balding middle-aged man, and his already thinning hair had become even more noticeable due to his busy schedule these past few days. Why would someone come to him for such a trivial matter?

"This is different!"

The teacher panicked, snatched the pen from Director Wang's hand, and handed him the email, saying, "Take a look."

Director Wang frowned, grabbed the email, and immediately noticed the official seal on it. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly and carefully opened it.

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The file of this student [Chu Shijun] should be sealed by your school's graduate placement office and sent directly to the General Office of the Dongning Municipal Committee of Haixi Province via confidential mail. It is strictly forbidden for individuals to carry or transfer the file themselves.

The student, Chu Shijun, was notified to report to the receiving unit by August 10, 1989, with his dispatch certificate, and was not allowed to delay.

Remarks column: State-mandated allocation

[Issuing Authority: Daxia Education Commission (Official Seal)]

Looking back, Director Wang stood up abruptly, grabbed the teacher's hand, and shook it vigorously. "Teacher Liu, thank you for being so thoughtful. If you encounter a situation like this again, you can just throw my pen away. I'll go find the principal."

After saying that, he pushed his chair back and ran out of the office.

Standing there, Teacher Liu pursed her lips. "I thought you really didn't care, and you even said you'd care later? She's only encountered this kind of thing once in the past six or seven years. There aren't that many celestial beings descending to earth."

……

Principal's Office.

Jiang Tiankuo strolled leisurely through the office with his hands behind his back, looking quite relaxed. He would occasionally touch the desks and chairs, a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by excitement.

The reason is simple: his position has changed.

He wasn't in Handong. Old Huang called him and told him that he was probably at the Ministry of Education in Beijing. Next month, after the summer vacation, someone from the Organization Department would come to talk to him.

Although he will still be a vice minister, there is still a difference between working within the system and working in universities, not to mention that it is a ministry in Beijing. His future development will be much brighter after leaving the position of university president.

Moreover, even after leaving Han University, these students are still considered his former students and associates, so there will be no inconvenience in their communication and dealings.

'Bang bang'

Upon hearing the knock, Jiang Tiankuo's expression turned serious. He walked behind his desk and sat down before saying, "Come in."

"Director Wang, what's wrong? Is there something you need?"

Upon seeing that the visitor was Director Wang from the school's graduate placement office, Jiang Tiankuo focused his attention on his hands.

"Principal, there's a letter from Beijing," Director Wang jogged to the desk and handed over the email. "It's from student Chu Shijun."

Upon hearing the first part of the sentence, Jiang Tiankuo was startled, hoping something might go wrong at this critical juncture. But upon hearing the second part, he relaxed. It turned out to be Shijun's job assignment after graduation. He glared at Director Wang with dissatisfaction and said breathlessly, "Sit down, what's the rush?"

He then slowly opened the email and browsed through it.