Chapter 618: Teacher of the National Defense University
China Europe Business School has regulations that require part-time students to go to Shanghai to receive full-time teaching. Those who are not part-time students can study at the Beijing branch. Classes are held on Saturdays and Sundays, and the courses are easy.
Xiaoyu is a top student who graduated from Guanghua College of Peking University, and Yang Chen is not bad either. He is much better than those bosses and CEOs who buy various fake foreign degrees to whitewash themselves.
It is not uncommon to successfully enroll in school.
The two of them are in the international CEO class. If you want to enter this class, you need to be proficient in English.
On the day of registration, Yang Chen and Xiaoyu each paid an admission fee of 390,000 yuan, and subsequent expenses, including the expenses for studying abroad in the last six months, will cost at least another 200,000 to 390,000 yuan.
I reported in today and classes will start next weekend. Yang Chen Xiaoyu completed the admission procedures and walked out of the unique building. This building is also one of the landmark buildings in Zhongguancun. The landscaping nearby is good and it is close to the central lake of Zhongguancun. The overall environment is acceptable.
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"I originally wanted to study for an MBA in Guanghua or Yangtze University to expand my network, but you abducted me here." Xiaoyu smiled bitterly, worried that spending hundreds of thousands of dollars in tuition would not achieve the results he wanted. Influenced by his family background, he has grown up
He always uses every penny wisely.
Yang Chen smiled and said: "It's just connections... just acquaintances of interest. CEIBS has been ranked number one in Asia for so many years. It must have its own uniqueness. We will slowly understand it."
"I'll settle for what I have come. Anyway, I've never suffered a loss by following you." Xiaoyu's slightly teasing words were mixed with emotion and gratitude.
Yang Chen smiled and patted Xiaoyu on the shoulder.
The two walked down a dozen steps side by side. In the parking lot in front of the building, there were many luxury cars, most of which were the uncle's favorite models, such as the Mercedes-Benz S600, BMW 7 Series, and the big Land Rover.
Beside the parking lot, some students who had come to register had already started chatting with each other, testing out the situation, and chatting. Compared with these people, Yang Chen Xiaoyu was too young, so young that no one took the two of them seriously.
Xiaoyu took out the key to the Audi A6 and pressed the door lock. Yang Chen took the lead in sitting in the passenger seat, causing all the students gathered to talk to look at him sideways.
It’s really rare to pay hundreds of thousands in tuition fees to study at CEIBS and yet get a beggar’s version of an A6.
Buddha relies on gold, and people rely on clothes. Especially if you study in a top business school, even if your conditions are average, you must package yourself in a dazzling way to attract classmates to have serious relationships with you.
The adult world is so realistic.
Xiaoyu, who was always thrifty, didn't take it seriously. Yang Chen became more and more indifferent. He fumbled for the lighter and cigarette in his trouser pocket and wanted to smoke one. Suddenly, someone knocked on the car window.
Yang Chen turned around and couldn't help being happy. The person knocking on the car window was actually Dong Kaiwen, Vice President of Mercedes-Benz China. He pressed the car window and said, "Old Dong, what a coincidence, what are you doing?"
"What can I do? Come and pay and report." Dong Kaiwen replied with a smile.
"Hey, could it be that we are classmates?" Yang Chen was quite surprised.
"The feeling is, your sister Bing and I are in the international CEO class, how about you?" Dong Kaiwen asked Yang Chen.
Yang Chen said: "My friends and I are also in the international CEO class."
"It's fate, it's really fate. Do you have time tonight? I happen to have a few acquaintances studying at CEIBS. Let's sit down and celebrate together." Dong Kaiwen suggested enthusiastically.
"My friend's wife is pregnant. He has to go home. I also have something to do. Let's celebrate another day." Yang Chen was most annoyed by the hypocrisy at the wine table and declined the old Dong's kindness.
"That's it..." Old Dong smiled cheerfully and said goodbye to Yang Chen.
After using the bathroom, He Bing walked out of the building and saw her fiancé staring blankly at the Audi A6 driving away, and asked: "Is that an acquaintance of yours in the car?"
"They are acquaintances of us." Dong Kaiwen smiled deeply, deliberately showing off.
"Who?" He Bing asked with a frown.
"Yang Chen, I will be classmates in the same class with you from now on." Dong Kaiwen slowly told the truth. He Bing was stunned, and then admired his fiancé's sharp intuition.
Zhongguancun is outside the North Fifth Ring Road, and the location is relatively remote. It happened to be a traffic jam. The Audi A6 stopped and went back to the city center, almost to the dinner point.
"This is my home in Beijing. I come here more often when I have free time." Yang Chen opened the door and got out of the car, pointing to the courtyard where the plaque with the name Yang's House was hung.
Xiaoyu glanced at the courtyard, smiled and nodded, not surprised or impressed. The Yang family's rapid rise shocked millions of people in his hometown, and it was spread from word to mouth, so he didn't know it.
Isn't the golden lin just a thing in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters a storm.
Many years ago, he used a verse from the martial arts novel "Wind and Cloud" to comment on his old classmates, and it turned out... that it became a prophecy!
Yang Chen stood at the entrance of the courtyard, watching Xiaoyu drive away. When the two courtyard doors behind him opened, the servant saw Yang Chen coming back through the surveillance camera, so he hurriedly opened the door.
There are two servants and two nannies who are good cooks in the house. There is also a group of retinues headed by Long San living in the front yard, but Yang Chen has given Long San and others a holiday.
The lanterns come on.
The courtyards on both sides of Beichizi Street become increasingly quiet and quiet.
After Yang Chen had dinner, he took a walk in the backyard to get some fresh air. At this time, the servant who lived in the front yard ran into the backyard and said whether he had seen someone or not.
"Foreigner?" Yang Chen thought the U.S. government had sent people to pick on him again.
"No, they are two officers, one of whom has two bars and four stars." The middle-aged male servant deliberately emphasized, indicating that he knew the military ranks in the army and knew what the level of 24 cents was.
Senior Colonel.
High-ranking officials in the eyes of ordinary people.
Yang Chen frowned. If someone from the army found this place at such a late hour, there would probably be something wrong. I hope it wasn't a bad thing. He ordered the male servant to "invite people to the backyard."
The valet Zhao Si nodded in agreement, turned around and walked to the front yard, sighing in his heart, his rich boss was young, unpredictable, and a dignified division-level cadre, and he didn't even bother to greet him. How deep his background was?
Yang Chen was waiting in the living room of the backyard suite. While the nanny was brewing West Lake Longjing according to the boy's instructions, two officers were invited in by Zhao Si. The officer in front was in his forties, tall, with a straight military uniform and 24-cent epaulettes.
Especially eye-catching.
Yang Chen could tell at a glance that this man was not the chief of the field force. He lacked the aura of calmness and authority, and was more elegant than a political cadre. As for the major behind him... he should be the staff officer of this division-level cadre, similar to a local leader.
secretary.
"Hello, Mr. Yang, my name is Zhao Changsheng, and I work in the Academic Affairs Department of the National Defense University." The middle-aged senior colonel officer took the initiative to shake hands with Yang Chen and introduced himself.
"Nice to meet you, please take a seat." Yang Chen smiled politely, wondering why the people from the Academic Affairs Department of the National Defense University were looking for him?
Zhao Changsheng sat down and said with an apologetic smile: "Sorry for the intrusion. In order to save your time, I will not beat around the bush and get straight to the point. This year our National Defense University is offering special operations as a subject, mainly to cultivate excellent special operations for each field group army.
Combat commanders are lacking a teacher who can teach "Use of Individual Soldier Special Operations Skills". This teacher must have rich experience in individual combat. Commander-in-Chief Wu Yuanchao recommended you to the principal, saying that you have been idle recently, so he will not refuse.
