Chapter Two: Emergency Meeting at the Admissions Office
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"Thanks, Old Wang! I almost made a fatal mistake. What should I do now?" Director Zhang finally understood the difficulty of the situation.
"Hehe, don't laugh. I know you're naive. No need to prove it, right? Just come up with a solution!" These years, Director Zhang and Director Wang had dealt with each other many times, so there was no need for politeness. Whatever came to mind was said.
"I'm naive. What can I do?" Director Wang chuckled. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered someone who might be able to solve this!
"Go find your department's Old Guo. Now it seems that only he can impress everyone, and his decision will be unquestionable!" Director Wang slowly said.
"Old Guo? Which Old Guo..." Director Zhang didn't react for a moment, repeating it.
"Oh, I get it. I'll contact him immediately. If this is resolved, I'll treat you to dinner!" It took Zhang Jie five seconds to understand whom Wang Xishan was referring to. He was overjoyed.
Director Zhang hung up the phone and immediately left the office. The driver took him to Guo Lao's villa in the North Lake District.
In the villa area, dubbed the "Little Zhongnanhai" of Hanqian, it could be said to be a paradise on earth. Only those who had made outstanding contributions to Z Province could live here. Guo Lao happened to meet these criteria.
Guo Lao had devoted his entire life to Hanqian University, serving as the first secretary of the School of Management. His students were spread all over the country, and several high-ranking officials in Z Province and Hanqian City were his disciples. Whenever the School of Management faced difficulties or crises, Guo Lao's word resolved everything. During Zhang Jie's tenure as director, the School of Management hadn't encountered any major problems, so he didn't think of Guo Lao immediately. Only when he heard about the issue did he recall it.
The driver parked the car by the side of a 3-story villa. In the front garden, an old man with silver hair was weeding.
Zhang Jie rushed over and called out with a smile. Seeing that Guo Lao didn't react, he stood respectfully on the side.
"Here?"
"Yes."
"Speak."
Zhang Jie quickly explained the situation, not daring to hide a single word. Guo Lao never wasted words; when there was business, there was business, and when there was none, he chased you away.
"Go back; I'll handle it."
"Okay, you're busy!"
Resolved! Zhang Jie felt ecstatic. He felt so light that he might fly, but he had to restrain his excitement. Suppressing his elation, he got into the car, listening to the song "Above the Moon," satisfied as he drove back to his office.
The same day, the evening newspaper reported only one line about the high school entrance exam's flat scores: "Former Dean Guo has decided on the final admission method for the School of Management!"
The education channel's admission subtitle repeatedly broadcast this news.
All those who were running connections stopped; those who were taking money also stopped. There was no use. Everyone was waiting for Guo Lao's decision.
Director Wang's phone didn't ring anymore, and Director Zhang's phone also quieted down. They exchanged text messages with the same content: "Wash up and go to sleep! Haha!"
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