Chapter 470

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Vice Dean Lu personally escorted Chen Yi to the Academic Affairs Office to select courses; out of self-respect and disdain, while he worked hard to flatter Chen Yi, all the other administrative staff in the office made excuses to leave, quietly going to other rooms to chat.

Chen Yi could only pretend not to hear the discussions outside. His hearing was too good, which inevitably brought similar troubles — hearing words others dared not say to his face, thoughts they were unwilling to speak outright, yet he could not very well flare up.

Not flaring up did not mean he was happy; Chen Yi kept a straight face, selected familiar courses like Professor Lei Gongpo's "Economics," and then said, "You pick the rest for me."

Dean Lu took a look, also not knowing where he had offended him, and said carefully, "Ah. No problem, the dormitory is still reserved; how many classes a week would be best?"

"Be flexible about it; I may not have time to come."

"Okay, okay, I'll quietly tell everyone, no problem, they can all understand, you really are very busy." Vice Dean Lu seemed like a good-tempered wife, letting Chen Yi pick and choose as if he himself were the Party School.

"Then I'll go to class first today." Chen Yi made a show of checking his watch, but the person did not move.

Vice Dean Lu hurriedly said, "There really is something."

"Oh." Chen Yi had known early on that he had business, which was why he hadn't gotten up.

Asking a favor of a student within the school, Vice Dean Lu finally felt a bit embarrassed; he turned and closed the door, then smiled and said, "Chen Yi, look, it's like this. Our academy at Jiangning University counts as a not-small department; the new campus is about to allocate teaching buildings, and logically speaking, our Finance Academy is a pillar academy — we can't get the biggest one, but we should at least get the second biggest, yet now there are only two small buildings..."

"Just say it directly; what do you want me to do?" Chen Yi cut off his words. No matter which clique, they all spare no effort competing for resources; where is there so much principle to speak of.

The prepared rhetoric went unused; Vice Dean Lu stalled for a moment, then said, "The Dean should have been the one to tell you, but he happens to be on a business trip... I'll speak directly: we want the biggest teaching building and office building."

"Our academy isn't the biggest academy, is it." Chen Yi smiled a not-quite-smile. The Finance Academy has only so many people — probably not even a quarter of the Foreign Languages Department, just a bit bigger than the Math Department, Philosophy Department, and such; a six-or-seven-story building, when would it ever be filled.

"The new campus is preparation for the future; we're staking our claim, also for the sake of future students. When you're old and come back, seeing a thriving Finance Academy — right?"

Chen Yi laughed "hehe" and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Power unused expires void. Although everyone criticizes it, the words are rough but the reasoning is not. In the secular world, the energy of an unyielding Communist warrior cannot compare to that of a corrupt, embezzling official, even if their statuses are equivalent. Power is like banknotes; only when it circulates is its value greatest; otherwise, just one's own three-acre plot, how much force can it have.

Jiangning University and the Finance Academy actually helped Chen Yi quite a lot, and Vice Dean Lu was speaking for the academy's business, so it was not easy to refuse.

The latter was a battle-tested old dean who knew not how many alumni and seniors he had solicited for power and money; hearing there was a way, he almost said without hesitation, "It's a building materials matter. Recently, for a period of time, steel, cement — many suppliers who had signed long-term contracts with us have stopped shipments; I heard building material prices rose. Actually, per contract they should still supply at the original price, but now, even at market price, they're not too willing to supply; the Principal flew into a rage over this. If you can help resolve this matter, we'll go negotiate with the school authorities to get the biggest office building and teaching building — absolutely no problem."

Chen Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

Jiangning is not the main building materials market of China; therefore, when Chen Yi purchased in large quantities, the fluctuations on the Jiangning market were extremely severe.

Jiangning University's predicament was actually caused by himself; Chen Yi asked with a laugh-and-cry expression, "How long are you prepared to take to pay?"

Arrears to suppliers are the helpless tactic of enterprises and companies that cannot get loans. In reality, they groundlessly create risk, similar to the triangular debts of the past.

Chen Yi hit the nail on the head; Vice Dean Lu instantly turned embarrassed and said, "Next year — pay when the project ends."

The price at the time of signing was actually about ten percent higher than the market price — because of the extended payment term, it was equivalent to increasing the building material companies' capital cost, equivalent to them borrowing the construction company's money to use, while the other side's loan interest was also seven or eight li. Now prices have risen all the way, not only offsetting the original ten percent or so of floating profit, but even adding more; back and forth, the gap is far more than twenty percent — the other company naturally refuses to supply per contract.

Chen Yi thought for a bit, then decisively said, "Like this: you go find the Principal, I'll introduce someone to him, and then... next week, go attend the West River Association and see. At that time I'll guarantee, letting you get goods at the cheapest market price."

"What about the payment term?" Vice Dean Lu coughed once, smiled and said, "The appropriation from above won't come until next year..."

"You negotiate with the other side; it's better than just waiting dryly."

"That's true too." Dean Lu saw Chen Yi was about to leave and hurriedly said, "I'll see you downstairs."

"No need, I'll go down myself."

Vice Dean Lu also felt it would look bad; he saw him to the building entrance, then immediately called the Dean to report.

Leaving the administration building, Chen Yi had a feeling of revisiting a familiar place, of seeking seclusion and savoring scenery, as if viewing his own story, his own history.

He could no longer return to a student's mindset; this is a kind of progress, and also a kind of loss.

"Are you looking for something?" A youthful, lively girl skated up behind Chen Yi on roller skates, asking in a pure tone.

Chestnut hair slightly reddish, a long ponytail draped over snow-white shoulders and prominent collarbones; fresh makeup made her small, delicate, straight nose stand out, just like the chest beneath her short T-shirt — distinctively featured.

Chen Yi had seen many beauties; he politely looked her over, then smiled and said, "The Finance Academy's classroom."

"Isn't it on the course selection form?"

"Forgot to bring it out."

"Then I'll take you there." The roller-skating girl revealed a cute smile.

Chen Yi had not yet replied when a very old-looking, weathered, decadent young man suddenly appeared behind them, saying, "I'm this year's freshman, also need to find the Finance Academy classroom, let's go together."

He faced Chen Yi, but his eyes watched the girl, and exceptionally intently.

"Freshman?"

"Of course."

"You should be a senior." The roller-skating girl used a cute tone, impolitely striking back: "Could it be you still don't know the school's situation?"

The young man was greatly shocked: "Se... senior! No, I really am a newly enrolled freshman, just... just look a bit older."

His voice trembled, hidden in the worldly wrinkles, his cry drowned in the acne, like a suffocating youth. Hormones fly in the sky, finding no place to land.

The girl ignored everything around her, simply facing Chen Yi and saying, "Shall we set off? The school's classrooms are really hard to find; one department was in the West District last year, this year exiled to Area 51."

Chen Yi laughed twice and followed her.

The girl ran ahead a moment, ran behind a moment, played on roller skates to her heart's content, looking youthful and lively.

When they were about to pass Bo Lake, she suddenly asked, "Are you that male student named Chen Yi?"

"Correct."

"I'm Zuo Xing, Zuo of left and right, Xing of apricot."

"Okay, Zuo Xing."

"I've heard many things about you." Zuo Xing tossed her reddish-chestnut ponytail, like a flaunting butterfly, attracting countless gazes, many of them envious.

"Mm." Chen Yi, however, didn't have much of a smile. His Shenjia was very strong now; without deliberately seeking, he could discover the surrounding situation. Ever since Zuo Xing appeared, people had been following them from behind, and frequently switching.

If they were a rich lady's bodyguards, even covert tailing wouldn't require switching people. Frequent switching is obviously worry about being discovered...

Chen Yi looked at Zuo Xing, who seemed innocent, and felt that he probably wouldn't need to change Class Three personnel continuously for her.

If it wasn't someone following Zuo Xing, then it was someone following himself.

Or, it was to protect Zuo Xing while simultaneously following himself.

Chen Yi shook his head in disappointment; whatever the reason, if someone wanted to use force, they would suffer for it.

"Which classroom are we going to now?" he asked while taking out his mobile phone and sending a text message.

Zuo Xing, unsuspecting, smiled again, perfectly tracing a semicircle, and said: "Building 28."

"Oh, I'll walk faster." Chen Yi smiled back, but sent a message on his mobile phone to Naked Bear: Jiangning University Building 28, bring people.

"Are you sending a text message to your girlfriend?" Zuo Xing looked a little curious.

"No."

"A friend?"

"You ask too many questions." Chen Yi walked faster and faster, leaving Zuo Xing unable to play any more tricks.

The roller-skating girl pouted and said: "You're too cold-hearted. I heard you never lie, is that true?"

"Where did you hear that?" Chen Yi suddenly paused; the outline of Building 28 was already visible ahead.

Zuo Xing was a little nervous for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled: "Just heard it randomly at school. Look, Building 28 is right ahead."

Chen Yi grunted in acknowledgment again.

He had not lied since acquiring the Divine Art, but back when he was at school, it was still the era of cheating; obviously, the phrase "never lies" had no soil to spread in.

"We're here. Follow me." Zuo Xing glided with one push to the steps below Building 28 and swiftly took off her roller skates.

Chen Yi smiled calmly, as if he knew nothing, and walked up.

"Come on." Zuo Xing bounced along lively.

"Not taking the elevator?"

"It's just on the second floor." Zuo Xing flashed into the stairwell.

When Chen Yi appeared, six young men in suits, three in front and three behind, blocked him.

"Mr. Chen." A man's shadow appeared in the shadows of the stairwell.

"Oh?" Chen Yi's expression remained unchanged; even before going upstairs, he had known people were hiding here.

The shadow asked in a deep tone: "Shall we talk?"

Rather than a question, it was more like a command.

Chen Yi smiled and said: "Speak."

He used the same commanding tone.

"You're very calm. The Hall Master of the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall is indeed extraordinary." The man smiled as if praising, but actually sarcastically: "I'll get straight to the point; I want to buy all the gold in your hands."

Chen Yi followed his tone and smiled: "Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, you won't be able to smile anymore." The shadow expressed his sinister emotions to the fullest.

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