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Chapter 150, Special treatment (please subscribe!)(2/2)

Li Heng: "."

Old principal?

Or your best friend in English teacher?

Or Mr. Ba is working hard?

After all, he only has so many connections in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

If there is still a problem, Huang Zhaoyi may be a small person. The problem is that he hasn't contacted the other party for a long time, and the probability is too small.

After thinking about it one by one, Li Heng didn't know who it was?

But it doesn’t matter. The most important thing now is to stay here first. The rest, it’s been 4 years in college anyway, so take it slowly.

Following the wooden stairs to the first floor, the instructor seemed to remember something and turned around and asked:

"Li Heng, after the military training, the opening ceremony of the freshmen in the 1987 class is here. The school asked me to ask you, would you like to be the representative of the freshmen to speak?"

The new student representative spoke? What the hell?

I still have 34 chapters to write "Cultural Journey" later, so how can I do that skill?

Isn’t it nice to have this time to read books and literature, go out to collect folk songs, and accompany Xiao Han?

Li Heng refused almost without considering it, "Teacher, after the military training period, I have something to do and maybe I don't have time."

The instructor looked at him for a long time, took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll ask you again when the time comes."

She really couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out!

On the day of the opening ceremony of the freshman, all important leaders of the school will attend. If they can speak as representatives of the freshman, what a good opportunity would it be?

In the future, whether it is to be a D-rated award, staying at school to ensure the graduate school, graduation job assignment, or school Youth League Committee Student Union, etc., it is so convenient. Isn’t this equivalent to adding chips in disguise?

This is Fudan University, a famous university in the country. It is not a cat or a dog. Even if you are the president of the student union, it will be a big plus in your life experience. There may be various invisible benefits in the future.

However, Li Heng in front of him actually refused.

And the rejection was very courageous and without hesitation.

Could it be...

He is really the illegitimate son of a big man? He has reached the point of ignoring these things?

Unable to understand Li Heng and could not understand Li Heng, the instructor simply stopped his ink and walked straight to the door.

Li Heng locked the door and followed him out.

When passing by the building No. 24, he looked up at the young Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest did not hesitate and looked straight at the door key in his hand.

When he was about to leave, Li Heng looked back at the No. 26 Building that already belonged to him, and then he looked at the No. 25 Building opposite him in a silly way. There was no good ocarina sound today, and I don’t know when it will happen?

After riding a bicycle to leave Lushan Village, Li Heng asked: "Teacher, do you know the person dressed as a Taoist in Building 24?"

The instructor nodded: "Know."

Li Heng asked curiously: "What is the other party's origin?"

Due to Li Heng's mysterious identity, the instructor weighed it and did not hide it: "The man was named Fu Yanjie. His parents were both retired professors in our school. He graduated from Tsinghua University with a master's degree and a doctorate at Harvard University.

The year he graduated with a Ph.D., he was recommended by his supervisor to teach at the UCLA University. Two years ago, the principal personally invited him back."

Li Heng smacked his tongue: "So awesome?"

The instructor's face shook and said meaningfully: "Who can live in Lushan Village or Xuhui Village, who can't live in the bottom of the box?"

Li Heng was dizzy and felt that the woman behind him was fighting a cow across the mountains and testing her condition.

When passing Xianghui Hall, Li Heng, who had been silent for a while, spoke again: "Teacher, I also want to buy a bicycle, where can I buy it?"

The instructor asked: "What brand do you want to buy?"

Li Heng thought, "It's better to be durable, and it's best to have a permanent brand."

The instructor asked: "Do you have a bicycle ticket?"

Li Heng shook his head: "I just came to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, I don't have that thing."

In 1987, although shopping with ticket vouchers was alleviated and relaxed a lot, bulk commodities such as grain, oil, televisions, bicycles and washing machines still required tickets.

As for other categories of goods, they can basically be open for supply, and to some extent, purchasing with tickets has been in name only.

Of course, if a tree is moved to death, a person lives. In the face of huge benefits, some people take advantage of loopholes, and some people take advantage of loopholes.

That's right, the instructor thought for a while and said, "I'll help you inquire, and there will be news to tell you in the future."

The Fudan campus is so big that bicycles are an indispensable necessity for him who often needs to travel to and from the dormitory and rent a house. If the instructor has no choice, he will go back and ask for help from Zouping. If Zouping is not possible, Editor Liao will always have a way.

Anyway, at worst, I can use it first when I go shopping to change a second-hand one.

After sending the instructor to the campus "Nanjing Road", Li Heng did not return to the dormitory of Building 4, but turned to Wujiao Plaza.

I don’t know if Zouping has returned from the Shanghai Stock Exchange University of International Business and Economics. He now needs the other party’s van to help.

At least, the new home needs a large ticket to fill.

I have read the books I carry with me in my bag, and it is time for me to return to my side by the more than 140 books and literature that Aunt Zhao Jing gave me.

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