Zhang Chi, who was fully prepared mentally, walked into the department chair's office. He had been here frequently during this period, and even the walls of the office were painted by him.

The door of the director's office is open, and Xiao Changyuan, wearing a black suit, is checking student information on the computer. He is a middle-aged man with a temperamental temperament, who looks a bit like Chen Mouguo, with a scheming face.

Zhang Chi knocked on the door gently and said in a loud voice: "Report!"

Xiao Changyuan looked up at him and said with a serious smile: "Why are you so loud? I'm not deaf?"

Zhang Chi immediately felt that he lacked goodwill towards him. Probably the genius child Xiao Chunan in his family said a lot of bad things about him. Once this first impression was formed, it would be difficult to reverse it. Thinking that he would have to work under Xiao Changyuan in the next few years, Zhang Chi

The immortal couldn't help but feel a little numb.

Xiao Changyuan got straight to the point: "Do you know how you got in?"

Zhang Chi said confidently: "Take the national unified college entrance examination."

In fact, he has been wondering in his heart, I applied for the Department of Business Administration, why did I get the Department of Fine Arts? But from the way Xiao Changyuan asked, he knew that they would give him an answer, so there was no need to ask more questions.

This question.

Xiao Changyuan said: "Think you are the liberal arts champion in Yannan Province and think you are great? Although our New World Management College is a bit shabby, our threshold is high. Without Mr. Qin's recommendation, there is no way you can enter our college.

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Zhang Chi said with a smile: "Yes, I originally applied for the Business Administration major. I really never thought that I would be admitted to the Department of Fine Arts."

Xiao Changyuan was right, he just felt that he was great and being assigned to study in this department was really an insult to his talents.

Xiao Changyuan corrected: "Elite Management Department!"

Zhang Chi wanted to laugh more and more in his heart. Since Xiao Changyuan emphasized it, it proved that he also felt that the abbreviation was inappropriate to pronounce. Is the elite management department very tall?
Chapter completed!