Chapter 205 Zhao Fusheng

Not everyone has the habit of taking the initiative to give up their seats. Just as not every old man who is hit by a car on the street will have warm-hearted people who take the initiative to help up. At least the beautiful students sitting in the original position of Ye Hetu don't have this idea. They just open a pair of animals that are used to thinking with their lower bodies. Ruoqi's beautiful eyes stared straight at Ye Hetu.

Facing the other party's bold eyes, Ye Hetu, who looked like nothing had happened, just nodded, turned around and walked towards the door, a few steps away, and arrived in an instant. The professor just now did not continue to make a sound to stop Ye Hetu from leaving this time. He stood on the podium, and the heavy glasses reflected a wise light.

The girl in the middle of the classroom was surprised to see Ye Hetu leave. What she was surprised was not what Ye Hetu said, but Ye Hetu's answer was a little different from the professor's question. She spread out the notes in her hand. A few lines of words were clearly visible. It was what Ye Hetu had just said, but the annotation in front of this paragraph was not "Mark is Leninism and Mao-Zedong Thought", but "Ideological and Moral Cultivation", two different books, what is expressed has an essential difference. That is to say, Ye Hetu's answer is not the same as the answer the professor wants to get.

But no one here came out to refute Ye Hetu's words. Ye Hetu's words are more important, which makes many people forget what this class is about. Throughout the historical development of China, the current situation is indeed the trend mentioned by Ye Hetu. However, the vision and experience of those who sit in Peking University are far beyond many. Second-rate school level.

In the corner, a young man with an ordinary appearance and inconspicutive clothes. From the moment he stepped off the podium from Ye Hetu, the young man's attention turned to Ye Hetu. When Ye Hetu walked to the door, the young man suddenly stood up slowly and walked out through the back door, because he sat in the last corner. Luo, so this young man's behavior did not attract too much attention.

Ye Hetu, who stood outside the classroom, paused for a moment and noticed that the person who came out of the back door was slowly coming in his direction, but he was not interested in stopping and waiting for someone to come. The goal was always left to be chased by others. He couldn't catch up. There was only a long back left for people to look at.

"You are not a student of Peking University."

The young man who accelerated his pace and walked behind Ye Hetu said in a calm tone.

"Am I a Peking University student related to you?"

Ye Hetu turned around and looked at the young man who followed from the classroom to the quiet path, lazily.

"It doesn't matter."

He looks like the kind of young man who can no longer be found when thrown into the crowd. His dress may not be inconspicuous in Peking University. Most people who know him will think that this family in ordinary youth is not rich, and there will be no tough backstage at home.

College is like this. If you want to keep a high profile, unless the sword is biased, it will not achieve too many obvious results. Sometimes it will be counterproductive. The people who can be captured are just a few students who don't understand the world, and the kind of students who come from a big family and have a wide range of knowledge can see your essence at a glance. As the saying goes, a full bottle doesn't make a sound, and half a bottle jingles. But if you want to keep a low profile, it will be amazing, and it is easy to achieve it.

"It doesn't matter, don't talk nonsense with me. I don't have time to waste time with you." Ye Hetu, who was not interested in young people, waved his hand a little impatiently, and what he said was often surprising.

The young man also did not expect that Ye Hetu would have this attitude. He couldn't help smiling bitterly. It seems that some people are not so talkative. He reached into the only pocket on his coat, took out a business card, and handed it to Ye Hetu, who wanted to leave.

"Director of the Office of the Human Resources Department of Blue Flag Group?" Seeing the content on the business card, Ye Hetu read carefully and looked at the young man opposite him carelessly, and then he not only did not show any surprise, but also walked directly and walked forward.

If it weren't for the young man's initiative to explain, no one would have believed that he would be the office director of a huge group in ordinary clothes. He lived in Peking University in obscurity, and his ostensible identity was almost insulated from some high-end places. Although his low profile is more impressive than many rich second-generation officials, in Beijing, no one dares to mention how much money he has in his family and how much power he has. At Peking University alone, there are more people who are richer and powerful than him, but those people are more low-key and deeper than him.

However, the identity of a young man is really inconspicuous for Ye Hetu. He has seen so many hidden and powerful inheritance families in foreign countries. Not to mention the office director of a group, even if the young man in front of him is the chairman of the group, he can't stop to make him to make a fusss each other.

"Although I know that this identity will not make you stop, what you just said touched me deeply. If you can listen to my plan, then I believe you will leave some time to think about it."

The young man behind him stared at Ye Hetu's back and said slowly. When he was a child, he may have had a dream of being a scientist. He didn't care whether he won the Nobel Prize or not, but the reality did not allow him to do that, so he wanted to break free from the shackles of the family. For so many years, he has also struggled. This little office director is not worth it in the family. It's just an identity that he disguises.

What Ye Hetu said in class today gave him an idea. Although he didn't know what Ye Hetu was and why he came to Peking University, these were not what he cared about and didn't want to know. He just intuitively told him that there was an opportunity in front of him. If he missed it, he might regret it, so he chased It's out.

"What kind of bullshit plan? If you don't have enough background, it's all empty talk." Ye Hetu, who didn't look back and said lightly, continued to move forward. After staying abroad for two years, he saw too many people, rose and then fell. He has never been interested in doing such things related to other people's dreams.

There is always a big gap between ideal and reality.

Despite Ye Hetu's mean "strike", the calm young man's face trembled a few times. Now he believes that Ye Hetu is by no ordinary ordinary person. There is no ordinary person who can say those words on the podium, and no ordinary person is not interested in his identity.

"No background? Is the Zhao family enough?

When it comes to the Zhao family, the young man's tone seems to be a little confident. After all, in China, the Zhao family can still rank some places.

"Zhao family?"

Hearing this word, Ye Hetu, who was walking in front of him, finally stopped as the young man wanted. His face did not change. He turned his head and asked, "Which Zhao family are you talking about?"

The young man's face calmed down, and he finally achieved the effect of moving out of the Zhao family. Although he was unwilling to mention the Zhao family, he wanted to leave Ye Hetu in front of him, so he could only move to the family. He didn't want to miss Ye Hetu. He was engaged in human resources and had a strong intuition.

"The Zhao family in the south."

"Isn't it the Zhao family in Beijing?"

Asked by Ye Hetu again, the young man shook his head blankly. The Zhao family in the south and the Zhao family in Beijing were completely different. One was in business and the other was in politics. How could two families with the same surname but no blood intersect? Even if there is, it is also the probability of Fengmao Lingjiao.

"I thought it was the Zhao family in Beijing. If that's the case, I don't mind playing with you." Ye Hetu smiled, and the ruffian smile was a little strange to the young man opposite.

"What's your name?" Ye Hetu asked.

"Zhao Fusheng." The young man answered honestly. In front of Ye Hetu, he felt that there was no way to start, just like when Ye Hetu looked down on the podium before, his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Why are you looking for me?"

Ye Hetu, who touched his chin, continued to ask that it is impossible for anyone to know his identity as soon as he arrived at Peking University. If Zhao Fusheng in front of him knows his identity, then the Zhao family in the south just mentioned is worth investigating.

"My intuition tells me that you can help me."

The only unusual thing about Zhao Fusheng's temperament and speech is that he is not surprised. From the beginning to now, there has never been a trace of impatient expression on his body.

"I didn't expect anyone to believe in intuition." Ye Hetu smiled and felt that Zhao Fusheng really made him have nothing to say.

"Many times, it depends on intuition, and the so-called many theories are useless." Zhao Fusheng said something about it.

"It makes sense." Ye Hetu nodded with deep thought.

Zhao Fusheng took out a box of cigarettes from his cheap trousers pocket and handed one to Ye Hetu. At the age of 18, he learned to smoke. From that day on, he found that cigarettes were not a good thing. He was used to smoking a cigarette and thinking quietly at night, but he had never smoked at school. He was addicted to smoking, but his Perseverance is stronger than tobacco addiction, which is also the reason why he learned to overcome some difficulties that ordinary people can't overcome.

Taking over the cigarette handed over by Zhao Fusheng, Ye Hetu quietly looked at Zhao Fusheng who skillfully lit a cigarette and began to be interested in Zhao Fusheng in front of him. In fact, when Zhao Fusheng handed him the cigarette, he was a little surprised. This was the only thing Zhao Fusheng surprised him. Judging from Zhao Fusheng's appearance, it was not much like those. A playboy from a big family is drunk all day long, but a person who doesn't seem to be able to smoke is skilled in smoking, which is indeed a big gap.

"Your cigarettes are not cheap." Looking at the trademark on the cigarette butt, Ye Hetu played with the taste.

"It may be the only valuable thing in me." Zhao Fusheng did not deny it.

These words let Ye Hetu think about it.

"Zhao Fusheng, that's a good name." Giving a positive evaluation, Ye Hetu smiled and said that a person who is willing to take out the most valuable things on his body and share it will not go bad after becoming famous.

I don't know Zhao Fusheng all my life, and it is in vain to be rich in the world.

This name, which was well evaluated by Ye Hetu, has been circulating for decades.

Many years later, Zhao Fusheng felt that the most correct thing he had done in his life was that he caught up with Ye Hetu when he was listening to Peking University.

(Ps: It was agreed to update on the 3rd, but something happened that day.)