The management system of American universities is roughly as follows: the school has a board of directors, which is theoretically a trustee entrusted by the founder of the school, but now it has basically developed into the actual person in charge.
The rules for electing the board of directors are different for each school, but most of them are related to money. Whoever pays more will get a seat. However, there are also some university boards with a long history that are directly elected through popular elections.
The rules of the board of directors of Gotham University are very simple, that is, the director seats are arranged according to the amount of sponsorship money. There are eight directors in total and one chairman. The current chairman is Bruce Wayne.
The board of directors will hire a professional manager, just like a company's board of directors hires a president. This professional manager is the principal. The original principal Seldon was so afraid of Bruce because he knew that sooner or later he would become the chairman, in case he was offended.
, I will definitely be fired.
Major affairs in the school are decided by the board of directors, including the most basic charter and school rules, while some daily management details are decided and arranged by the principal and the government affairs department.
The current chairman and board of directors of the school have never mentioned hiring a principal. As a result, most of the school's daily management matters are handled by the government affairs department.
Not all faculty and staff in the government affairs department have a background in management. Many of them have transferred jobs or have connections. Some of them have professional backgrounds and are not qualified to be professional managers. At most, they have studied a little bit of management.
So for a long time, the management of Gotham University has been relatively chaotic. Take this move as an example. Logically speaking, before the new campus is built, someone should be sent over to keep an eye on it. If anything goes wrong, hurry up.
carry.
But at that time, the school only managed the number of tourists entering and exiting the campus and the number of students who had to go out for fun, and there was no time to pay attention to the renovation progress of the new campus.
This led to the whole school having to move, only to find that this was not working and that was not right either. They had to hire someone to repair it again. It would only take a little longer, but the key was to spend more money.
We were very unlucky to encounter the Great Depression, which made the already bad economic situation even worse.
Landlords don't have enough food to spare these days, and sufficiently professional and capable managers can indeed restore the chaotic management situation and make Gotham University better off in these difficult times.
Schiller was thinking while eating dinner. He guessed that Vincent might have learned about his past grievances with the president from some old employees. He felt that the lack of a president at Gotham University was still his problem, so he tried to persuade him.
Schiller can't say that this matter has nothing to do with him, but he does hate people using rules and regulations to change the rules of his life. No matter whether those rules and regulations are reasonable or not, he just doesn't want to change the rules.
At that time, Schiller hardly accepted any changes and lived every day without accidents exactly the same. This gave him a great sense of security. Bruce may have understood this, so he never hired a new principal.
But now it seems that it is impossible to hire this principal. Except for Schiller who has begun to take the initiative to make changes, there are no professional managers to manage the school. The economic situation is getting worse and worse, and sooner or later everyone's life patterns will change.
This salary cut is a good example.
Schiller was not sure whether Bruce was in Gotham now, so he made a phone call and learned that Bruce was still in Washington, mainly taking measures to rescue the market with the group of politicians.
After expressing his opinion, Bruce didn't say much. He only said that he would call the board of directors, but he was not sure about the candidate and it would depend on the board of directors' wishes.
Schiller could tell that Bruce was very busy, but this was normal. If the sky fell, there would be someone taller to hold it up, and Wayne Group would be the tallest one. Even if the series of rescue measures taken by Washington were useless, Bruce Wayne would have to
He must be present, he is the confidence of the market.
After telling Vincent the news that there was going to be a new principal, the gold medal coach finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then the news soon spread throughout the school. Some old employees who had teaching experience longer than Schiller or similar to Schiller were
Marvel at the transformation of this professor.
But they really didn't have a good impression of the last principal. This professor was a typical villain in the early days of Gotham. He was addicted to food and didn't know how to do anything. It's just that others didn't have Schiller's great intimidation.
Most of the time I dare not speak out when I am angry.
The faculty members were also worried that another Seldon would be brought in, adding another burden to the already meager teaching staff, so they were all making insidious questions and wondering who the board of directors would look for.
Shiller is not very worried. There are more professional managers in the world. Although Wall Street has jumped a lot before, there are still many people who are living in an ignoble way. Now go to the metropolis and walk around Bank Street and look for them.
A homeless guy started out with a master's degree in finance and economics and management. Not to mention the salary, he can still find a good one just by giving him a living?
When Schiller returned to his new house, the raven had already gone back, and he was stunned as soon as he saw the raven.
Raven had already taken off her black robe and put on the simplest sweatshirt and jeans. Her long red hair was tied into a ponytail behind her head. She was sitting on the sofa watching TV.
Seeing Schiller coming back, she stood up and put her hands behind her back unnaturally. Just when she was about to speak, Schiller said: "Are you going out?"
"Yes, I'm going...I'm going to find Zatanna."
"You're about to have the words 'I'm lying' written all over your face, miss. I'm assuming you know I'm a psychology professor."
"Yes, I went out, but I didn't cause any trouble. I'm sorry."
"This is not a prison. You can go out. I'm just curious as to what you did this afternoon. You seem to have changed a lot."
Raven tilted her head, lowered her eyes and said, "I'm going to work."
"This sentence is not a lie." Schiller looked at the raven in surprise and said, "Is the job in a coffee shop so suitable for you? You look like you have just emerged from your shell."
"So is it a good change?" Raven asked.
"Of course, your whole body is no longer so tense and relaxed a lot. In my opinion, your emotions have also relaxed a lot. If you continue like this, losing control will no longer be a problem one day."
"Really?!" Raven finally showed a little surprise, but was quickly restrained.
"Okay, actually, I went out to move this afternoon with that crocodile man, I mean the mover who moved you. He hired me to help him with my telekinesis. We moved five houses in one afternoon, and every house was moved.
With generous tips, I earned over $100."
Now it was Schiller's turn to be unnatural. He looked at the raven with slightly widened eyes and said, "You earned more than 100 dollars?"
"Yes, including tips, but I spent more than 20, because Waylon said I can't wear that robe all the time, it looks like a terrorist or some evil magician, so he took me to the clothing store he went to buy it before
I’ve got my clothes, is that okay?”
Schiller looked her over, nodded and said, "I think it's pretty good, but this should be men's clothing, right?"
"Yes, Waylon only knows about men's clothing stores. Maybe I can ask Zatanna where she buys clothes, but I don't think she would approve of me running around." Raven was a little disappointed.
"If your power is not out of control and you have money, then you can go shopping." Schiller said: "I will tell Zatanna that this is good for you to control your power."
"Really?!" Raven finally showed a smile again, but this time she couldn't control it. She said, "We passed a very busy commercial street while driving, and I..."
"You can go and have a look, but the things there are very expensive." Schiller put down his umbrella, took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger, and said: "That's a shopping street specially built for tourists. 100 US dollars will be there."
He disappeared in an instant, but Waylon probably wouldn’t take you to such an expensive store. Did you only buy one set of clothes with your 20 dollars?”
"Of course not, I also bought a lot of food." Raven turned around and walked to the kitchen, opened the cabinets and refrigerator below where food was stored, and said: "If I go to work in the future, I will try to make breakfast by myself. Today
Waylon taught me some, maybe I can try it tomorrow morning."
Schiller had a bad premonition. He stood there and ignored the raven's invitation to look at the ingredients. Instead, he looked at the raven and asked, "What vegetables did you buy?"
"Parsley, thyme, dill, kale, beets, broccoli..."
"Stop, stop talking, where is the broccoli?"
"What happened in the refrigerator?"
Schiller opened his mouth and recited ten thousand times in his mind "Ignorance is not guilty", "She is not yet a minor" and "cannot destroy the decoration of the new house", but finally said: "Take out the broccoli and throw it away.
Or just throw it away with the refrigerator."
"Don't you like broccoli?" Raven asked with some confusion: "Actually, I haven't eaten this thing before. It looks a bit strange."
Raven also took out the broccoli from the refrigerator and turned it around in his hands. Schiller took a deep breath and retreated to the door. He said: "I'm allergic to broccoli, please put it away quickly."
Throw it away!”
With a swish, the broccoli disappeared, and the raven opened its mouth wide and said, "I'm sorry, I really don't know! Are you okay?!"
Schiller took a deep breath and asked, "Where did you throw it?"
"I broke it down with magic. It doesn't taste very good. I won't buy it again in the future." Raven shook his head, looking very dissatisfied, curled his lips and said, "It cost me 30 cents.
"
Schiller breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Believe me, your decision is correct. This food is not delicious at all, and it is also very expensive."
After saying that, he looked hesitantly at the refrigerator where the broccoli had been stored. Raven followed his gaze to the refrigerator and said, "You don't really plan to throw away the refrigerator, do you? I saw this when I moved today.
The same model of refrigerator, I heard, is custom-made in Germany and costs more than 3,000 US dollars.”
Schiller was silent. He actually liked this luxurious double-door refrigerator. In addition to the powerful fresh-keeping area at the top, the freezer area below was very large and could store a lot of ingredients. It was highly praised by all Schillers.
Well, it seems that the average person doesn't have that much room to be pretentious, and broccoli doesn't spread through the air, but he has to give his refrigerator a good cleaning.
Damn it, Schiller rubbed his temples. He was still in the house where broccoli had just appeared a few minutes ago, and he even planned to clean the refrigerator where broccoli had just been stored.
"Ah! I want to check if there are any debris or anything on this layer. It would be bad if you are allergic." Raven said and walked over to clean the refrigerator.
Schiller breathed a complete sigh of relief, recalling Merkel's act of knocking down a towering broccoli and giving himself a critical blow. Now he saw that he just bought a small broccoli and knew that the raven who was cleaning the refrigerator had a clear face.
