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Here Lao Hang is facing the pressure of Ji Xianghong, deputy manager of the personnel department of Xingsheng Magazine, he is extremely angry and straightforward, but he is a little worried about Zhang Xuelong, who is in class next door, you must know that he was unhappy when he just entered the classroom. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info eight??

Also, Zhang Xuelong, a poor child who doesn't like to read since he was a child, although he is very hard-working in society, he shows very high understanding and social skills when he repairs sewers, and he is a young man in his early twenties who can take those thirty or forty-year-old foremen to come and go in the wind and rain, support him, and listen to him.

This in itself is a capability.

But just this ability to take an MBA, and it's such a high-end MBA program?

Zhang Xuelong's grade and knowledge and even everything is far from enough, to put it bluntly, he opened the back door and came in to listen, Lao Hang has some don't understand why Gao Leng did this, if Lao Hang himself to read it is understandable, after all, he has the task of digging people, and it is natural for the fat man to come, the fat man is a key university graduate, and it is beneficial for him to take the team with him in the future, and the fat man also brought the task of digging people.

So what did Zhang Xuelong do?

"Hello everyone. Almost at the same time, the two classrooms of Lao Hang and Zhang Xuelong sounded the sound of the teacher's class.

Zhang Xuelong, don't make any trouble, Lao Hang thought to himself, after collecting his thoughts, he looked at Manager Ji who was sitting next to him, and saw that he lowered his head and put the business cards of some people he had just received into the business card holder, and there were at least a dozen business cards in the business card holder.

However, in less than half an hour, the deputy manager of the personnel department showed his strong interpersonal skills, although he was an opponent, he was admired by Lao Jiao. This manager Ji came here for the same purpose as him, he worked hard before he came, and he tried his best to dig people after he arrived, which is admirable.

The old hang, who collected his thoughts, began to listen to the lesson seriously, he seemed a little excited and emotional, such a university campus-like classroom was something he had never entered, and his memory was still a small dilapidated desk in junior high school, and standing on the stage was the teacher in the village who couldn't speak Mandarin clearly.

And now, this is the most coveted MBA course of the Empire's working party, and he actually let him come to listen to the class.

This is him a year ago, a year ago, the paparazzi reporter who drove behind the celebrity thighs in Xingsheng Magazine every day, and the old hanger who listened to their calls is now sitting in this classroom.

Thinking about it, those former reporters were also envious and jealous of him, and they didn't dare to hate him.

Compared with Lao Hang's serious preparation for class, Zhang Xuelong seemed absent-minded, he sat in the last row of the classroom, shaking his legs uneasily, and burying his head deeply, burying his head was a habit he developed in elementary and junior high school: burying his head The teacher would not notice him, and he would not call him to get up and answer questions.

Zhang Xuelong doesn't love the classroom, and he doesn't love it when he is young.

It can be said that the village where he grew up came out of a university, and in the end he didn't work outside?

Zhang Xuelong felt that there was nothing good about reading. What's the good thing? I remember when I was having dinner with my buddies, which of those bosses around me had studied? All of them came out to explore the rivers and lakes without graduating from junior high school, and some of them drove BMWs, did the college student in the village drive them?

Besides, among so many reporters in Xingsheng Magazine, which one of them did not graduate from a prestigious university? Isn't he Zhang Xuelong also appreciated by Mr. Gao even if he didn't study?

I still remember that last month, he took the time to go back to his hometown and slapped a full 10,000 yuan directly on the table, and his parents simply smiled. It won't take long for the whole village to know, and he, Zhang Xuelong, is now also an employee of a first-class magazine in China.

"My son, be a driver for the boss of the imperial capital!"

"My son, I have a big future! Do you know that rotten meat? Just that stinky meat some time ago, I arrested a lot of corrupt officials, and my son also participated!"

"That's a big deal...... He and his hanging brother go out, they have a lot of potential!"

Now when the village talks about who has a good life, who mentions the only one who was admitted to college?

Zhang Xuelong rubbed his head vigorously with his hands, and the smile of his little girlfriend appeared in front of him, and he muttered in a low voice: "Why do you want to read this? There are still a lot of things in Hook Village, so many temporary rooms for the accommodation of old farmers who grow ancient seeds are still being built...... What's the use of reading this? And it's so expensive......"

"Hey. A person next to him handed over a business card, Zhang Xuelong quickly stretched out his hand and looked up, only to see a golden-eyed foreigner looking at him with a smile, and said in fluent Chinese: "I am the middle management of Wang Bin Group, mainly responsible for the European market, I am very happy to meet you." ”

"High ...... Rejoice, delight. Zhang Xuelong couldn't react for a while, this foreigner Chinese is so good?! He hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it, and said with some embarrassment: "I...... I didn't bring my business card. ”

Zhang Xuelong brought his business card, but when he saw the list of titles on the business card of this foreigner named George, he couldn't take it, after all, his business card was just the driver of Xingsheng Magazine.

"Which company are you from? Let's go and rub it in the evening, I don't have any friends when I first came to the imperial capital, let's make friends." George smiled very sunny and approachable, Zhang Xuelong nodded heavily, making friends with foreigners, and making friends with foreigners with such a high position, it seems that there is a little face when he says it.

Don't say that the imperial people look down on foreigners, Zhang Xuelong at this moment really thinks so:, this foreigner Chinese is so good! It's good to make such a friend! He looked at his business card with some surprise and some inferiority, and then, the person sitting in front also turned around and shook hands and exchanged business cards.

Zhang Xuelong glanced at it, and the lowest position on the business cards of the previous people was also the deputy manager.

A wave of inferiority came up, and he put his hand in his trouser pocket and pressed his business card, as if he was afraid that his business card would fall out and lose it, you know, when he was in the village, his business card was in the hands of his parents.

And then, when the people around him talked to George in fluent English, Zhang Xuelong's face turned even redder. He looked at his classmates who were talking in front of him with some admiration, and suddenly felt as if he had climbed above them.

How could such a talented person become my classmate? Zhang Xuelong was speechless, these people in front of him were different from the 'college students' in his impression, and they were different from those workers who said that 'they can only read and can't do things.'

They have excellent conversation, excellent temperament, and excellent ability.

"I am very good at Chinese and can use Chinese. George laughed and said with great satisfaction: "I have been fighting for this MBA place with the company for a long time! I need to recharge, the imperial culture is broad and profound, I need to come here to broaden my horizons, I need to come here to deeply understand the imperial culture and the habits of the imperial people, I am very happy to meet you." ”

Zhang Xuelong listened, lowered his head and looked at George's business card again, there was a line of small words written clearly on it: Harvard University.

Harvard University, Zhang Xuelong read a sentence silently, he rubbed his eyes, yes, it was the Harvard University he knew, the Harvard University that he only knew the name of the school, and the Harvard University that only geniuses could get into in his opinion.

Graduated from Harvard University, and still have to recharge?!

Zhang Xuelong's outlook on life and worldview suddenly seemed to be refreshed at this moment, with a new flash.

He looked up at George, and through him, he seemed to see a different world.