After Liu Wende and Qian Yi returned to the publishing house, they briefly told Yao Yi’s request to Xiang Wannan.

Although Yao Yi’s reason is quite unreasonable, it’s just an increase in an invitation, which is nothing more than a tea fee of 1,000 yuan.

Xiang Wannan thought for a while and decided to discuss with Shangjing Normal University. Anyway, he was just a director of the accounting department, and I thought they would not refuse.

After receiving the other party's confirmation and approval by phone with Vice President Zhang Weiyu, Xiang Wannan waved his hand and the entire publishing house moved to prepare for all the matters of this symposium.

At the same time, Zhang Weiyu put down the phone and found someone to call Liu Fengze over.

He was also curious why Shangjing Culture insisted on letting the department head of the accounting department attend this symposium, which was obviously inconsistent.

When the two parties contacted each other, Xiang Wannan was really embarrassed to tell the other party about Yao Yi's five elements theory, and only said that it was necessary to invite him.

Forget it, the school has been short of staff recently. Since others have pointed out the soldiers and generals, you will have worked harder.

After a while, Liu Fengze rushed over.

When he walked into the vice principal's office, he felt a little nervous.

The school academic style problem that the above-mentioned people dealt with has not improved significantly yet. What he fears most now is that the above-mentioned people are impatient to wait, so he has to take the blame. Being scolded is light and may even affect his performance.

"Principal, are you looking for me?" Liu Fengze stood in front of Zhang Weiyu in the mood of dying.

Zhang Weiyu glanced at him, nodded, pointed to the sofa beside him, and said, "Come on, sit down."

He did not speak anymore, but continued to observe. Seeing that Liu Fengze was a little nervous and did not think much, he immediately asked, "How is the work done recently?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Fengze trembled all over. He was really afraid of anything he was going to do.

Although Zhang Weiyu didn't say it directly, the leader usually had something in his words. When it comes to work, Liu Fengze naturally thought about the issue of academic style.

The leader cannot tell lies because they cannot hide it. The speed at which they can't even catch up with Liu Fengze's slap in the news.

But the problem of academic style cannot be solved in a short while. He cannot tell the truth to Zhang Weiyu, otherwise he will feel that he is not doing things well, and he will even dig his own grave.

For a moment, Liu Fengze said it, and he knew it if he had any pain.

"Why, are there any questions?" Zhang Weiyu saw that he had not answered for a long time, and couldn't help but say: "If you have any questions, you can ask someone to help you solve them."

His words have nothing else to mean, he just wants to express the problems that you have difficulties and find a way to solve them.

However, in Liu Fengze's ears, it was like a thunderbolt.

Zhang Weiyu seemed to be giving an ultimatum, "If you can do it, you can't do it. If you can't do it, there are many people in the school. Don't occupy the pit and don't poop!"

"Principal Zhang, please give me some more time. I will handle it well and ensure that the school will not be disappointed!" Liu Fengze gritted his teeth, as if he was making the final effort.

Zhang Weiyu raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at him. He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. He waved his hand at Liu Fengze, "Forget it, it's weird. Let's put it aside before, I have something else to arrange for you to do."

It's over, now it's completely over, Liu Fengze's face was pale, "Principal, please give me a chance. Within one week... No, three days, three more days, I will definitely solve the academic style problem of my major."

Over the years, Liu Fengze asked himself that he was worthy of the school. He worked diligently and worked hard. Even if he did not have outstanding achievements, he still had hard work over the years. He completely denied him because of a question of academic style. He was unwilling to accept it!

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Weiyu frowned, "I asked you to help prepare for the symposium of Shangjing Culture Publishing House in the day after tomorrow. What? Are you in trouble?"

After he paused, he saw Liu Fengze with a confused look on his face and continued, "If you don't want to, I'll take responsibility for it."

"Yes, I'm willing!"

Liu Fengze swept away the haze and was so scary.

If the leader arranges new tasks, doesn’t that mean that the things that cannot be done before can be put aside?

This relationship is so good!

Even though Zhang Weiyu was very knowledgeable, he was shocked by Liu Fengze's speed of changing faces.

He felt something was wrong just now. Judging from Liu Fengze's reaction, he obviously misunderstood his meaning. He understood when he heard the word "learning style".

But he thought about it and found that the academic style problem is indeed imminent. If he doesn’t properly rectify it, is this school still a school?

"I forgot if you don't say it. This is your duty. If necessary, I will punish you with a key punishment. You must get back this unhealthy trend! Your major is not a serious disaster area, but you still have to prevent it from happening." Zhang Weiyu said something casually.

Liu Fengze nodded repeatedly, "I understand!"

OK, it seems that I am thinking too beautiful. It is obviously a wave of failure and then another wave is rising again. The leader said a word and ran away from him, and I still have a headache.

Forget it, fight it!

I, Lao Liu, are a cow that is so tired that I am born to work hard.

In the next two days, Liu Fengze entered a state of continuous rotation. While continuing to arrange counselors to talk to problematic students, he was busy with the symposium with Zhang Weiyu's Shangfang sword.

During this period, You Jialuo looked for him alone and said that Director Liu, you are blocking my job with an annual salary of 100,000 yuan.

You are cutting off your wealth!

Liu Fengze sneered at that time, "The rich second generation is really not a reason now. They always earn 100,000 yuan a year, and my monthly salary is only 6,000 yuan! You Jialuo, you are only 30,000 yuan a year. You touch your conscience and think about it. If it weren't for your face, why would he give you an annual salary of 100,000 yuan? I really can't bear to watch you fall and persuade you. Why are you still stubborn? Don't come to me again. I'm about to catch a typical example recently. Don't force me to kill you to warn you! Go out!"

You Jialuo had to run away in shame, but turned around but was pulled away by the counselor and persuaded him earnestly, as if he was so rebellious that he wanted to find a job now.

A few days later, under the dual influence of inside and outside, the symposium caused a lot of sensation in Shangjing.

Xiang Wannan did his best and invited more well-known media to ensure that the symposium was completed and spread to Shangjing as soon as possible, and then spread across the country!

Shangjing Normal University, under Liu Fengze's dedicated publicity, all teachers and students in the school learned about the symposium. Although this was a symposium on English education, it also attracted the attention of students and teachers in other departments.

At least most students in the accounting department can take the students to support after Liu Fengze assigns the orders to the counselors of each class, whether they want to or not.

Of course, the students and teachers of the English Department are most concerned about this matter.

Among these people, some people don’t believe, some are disdainful, some are just watching the show, and some are some people who come to join in the fun.

As the protagonist of this event, Yao Yi was dressed up to attend, showing his importance to the symposium.

Xiang Wannan, Liu Wende, Qian Yi and others followed him and came to the auditorium of Shangjing Normal University.

After Xiang Wannan's introduction, he got to know each other with the school.

Zhang Weiyu looked at Yao Yi, surprised at his age, and complimented: "I didn't expect that Teacher Yao is so young, and the younger generation is terrifying."

"Principal Zhang has been too much, just a little research. I dare not take it or not." Yao Yi smiled faintly.

After saying a few words to each other, they sat down one after another.

Sitting on the main stage, Zhang Weiyu delivered a speech to the teachers and students participating, and the audience was also coordinating. Yao Yi could clearly see that these students were not in high spirits.

"Next, let us welcome Teacher Yao Yi and Yao to the stage and tell us about "Word Deduction Method"." After Zhang Weiyu said a few simple words, he went straight to the topic.
Chapter completed!