MTL - My Abandoned Oil Town Became a New Frontier

 Chapter 427 “Ordinary” Public Schools

“Leader, is it true that the Provincial Universiade will not be broadcast? I heard that many colleges and universities in Lanzhou are preparing for the opening ceremony program recently, and I feel that there is a lot of movement. If we broadcast the Provincial Universiade, we can save a lot of costs.”

Hearing Hao Junhai’s arrangement, the production director hesitated a little.

“Is there a lot of noise? Originally, these universities had nothing to do with the opening ceremony of the Provincial University. The heads of these schools wanted to use Binghu TV to promote their schools, so they asked relevant leaders to coordinate with the Binghu Economic Development Zone.

 The so-called programs are all imposed. "

 When mentioning universities in Lanshi, Hao Junhai’s face showed a little disdain.

 “So that’s it!”

 The production director suddenly realized.

“These college abacus calculations are very loud, but they may not necessarily come true in the end. The ratings of this new drama on Ice Lake TV are already not as good as the previous two. It’s hard to say what will happen to Ice Lake TV next.”

Hao Junhai said again.

 “What did you say? You want to go back to the country? Is it true or false?”

Once upon a time, he wanted to invite Song Shan back more than once, and at the same time let Song Shan take a look at the new campus of Ice Lake College in reality to see if he could keep him completely.

"good!"

 So many parents think that you can make a living by studying at our school as an undergraduate, but you can make a living as a graduate student.”

 After sealing a document bag, Feng Jie asked casually.

Ding Wen shook his head slightly.

Although he is a consultant, Song Shan’s achievements in his own research direction are not much weaker than Ding Wen. In addition, Song Shan has a very wide network of contacts.

 This is also the reason why Ding Wen always wanted to invite Song Shan back.

Facts have proved that Binghu Economic Development Zone still has a long way to go before it can be recognized in Xia Kingdom.

Ding Wen looked stunned and glanced at Feng Jie subconsciously.

"Yes what's the matter?"

“Are you going to the Binghu Economic Development Zone in the next two days?”

 “It seems we can only take our time later.”

There is only one person that Ding Wen can call Lao Song, and that is their common old acquaintance, Song Shan.

 Song Shan once taught at Harvard University, specializing in the field of microelectronics. Later, he left Harvard University for some reasons and now works as a consultant at another top ten university in country M.

 Song Shan said again.

 The next moment, Song Shan's voice came quickly.

As a result, Song Shan refused to let go, no matter what he said, nothing would work.

 Hearing what Ding Wen said, Feng Jie stopped sorting out the documents.

“Then just wait a moment, I will return to China tomorrow, and we will go there together then.”

Ding Wen replied helplessly.

 “Not a lot? Why? It wasn’t the case on the Internet before.”

Just because the education department of the State gave Binghu College a chance after comprehensive consideration this summer. Although Binghu College did not catch up with last year's graduate recruitment, it just happened to catch up with the transfer of graduate students.

"I understand, leader! Then I will contact the relevant person in charge of the Olympic broadcast tomorrow morning."

 Feng Jie frowned.

“Old Ding, are there many students transferred to our college this time?”

 For a moment, Ding Wen's eyes almost flew out.

“Very few, but quite a few foreign students apply to study in our college.”

But just when Feng Jie wanted to say something more, Ding Wen's cell phone rang suddenly.

Especially the dozens of master’s and doctoral programs that have just been specially approved.

 “Strive to sign the broadcast contract as soon as possible.”

 At this point, the production director no longer hesitated.

"Although our college has achieved good results in the Blue Star Technology Competition, and has been exposed to many conditions and top tutors that other colleges and universities do not have, in the eyes of many students' parents, our school is neither 211 nor 985, but just a private school. Colleges.

Although it has been finalized that Ice Lake College will move to the new campus as a whole in June, the preliminary relocation work has actually begun.

  In other words, Ice Lake College can accept some transfer students.

 Old Song Dynasty?

Originally, he was thinking of recruiting two more PhDs for himself so that his scientific research projects could continue.

 Deans Ding Wen and Feng Jie are packing their things.

 Some teachers have already gone to the new campus and started setting up laboratories.

Pick it up and take a look,

Ding Wen immediately picked up the phone, "Old Song, what's the matter?"

 The next day, the sun rises,

  Lan City, Ning'an District, Binghu College Comprehensive Office Building,

 He didn’t know why Song Shan said that.

As a result, not only did he have to return to his country, but he also had to go to the Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone. How could he not be surprised?

 “Why are you lying to me? The relevant procedures have been completed!”

 Song Shan said again.

"No, Lao Song, why? Did you figure it out? Or were you moved by my persistence?"

Confirmed, Ding Wen couldn't help but say again.

“I’m so impressed. I want to go to Binghu Economic Development Zone to talk to Xiao Xu about professional matters.”

 Song Shan sighed.

“Wait a minute, you said you were talking to Xiao Xu about professional matters? No.”

 For a time, Ding Wen became more and more surprised.

Some time ago, Xu Xing called him and said that he accidentally saw a very interesting electronic component on the Internet. He wanted to learn more about it but did not know much about the relevant professional knowledge. He wanted his help to find someone in this field. Experts, please ask for advice.

 So he pushed Song Shan over immediately.

 After that, Ding Wen completely forgot that there was such a thing.

From Ding Wen’s point of view, the two of them will have no more interactions after Xu Xing’s consultation. However, now Song Shan is going back to China to talk to Xu Xing about professional matters!

“Old Song, are you sure you want to talk to Xiao Xu about professional matters?”

“OK! I have been chatting with Xiao Xu recently. Although Xiao Xu is not that professional in electronic components, many of the questions and ideas he raised have inspired me a lot.

To put it bluntly, I really opened up a lot of new ideas from him. ” ˆ ˆ Mentioning Xu Xing,

 Song Shan's voice had a touch of emotion.

“So that’s it, I’m just wondering how you suddenly figured it out.”

Ding Wen’s face showed a hint of understanding.

 “Then it’s settled! Just wait for me”

Soon, Song Shan’s voice came again.

"no problem!"

“Old Ding, what’s going on? Old Song is coming back?”

Seeing Ding Wen hang up the phone, Feng Jie on the side spoke hurriedly.

"Um!"

Ding Wen then told Xu Xing about asking someone for advice.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, it’s not easy to get Lao Song to make a special trip back to the country.”

After hearing this, Feng Jie sighed.

“Actually, it’s not surprising if you think about it! Xiao Xu is a genius, otherwise he would not have been selected as a participant in the first Blue Star Technology Competition. Geniuses have one characteristic, that is, their thinking is different from ordinary people.

His ideas must be wild and unconstrained.”

  Ding Wen put his cell phone on his desk.

However, before picking up the document bag, Ding Wen actually picked up the phone again.

“No, I have to call Xiao Xu.”

 Thus he said.

“Why are you calling Xiao Xu?”

Feng Jie was stunned.

"I asked Xiao Xu to think of a way to make sure that Lao Song can't be completely kept in our Binghu College!"

Ding Wen explained.

“Don’t talk about Xiao Xu’s brains, maybe it’s really possible.”

Feng Jie’s eyes lit up.

 “I’ll get in touch right away.”

 At 11 o'clock in the morning, Binghu Economic Development Zone,

Perhaps because the Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone is busy with work everywhere or because the Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone is making every effort to prepare for the Provincial Universiade, the air in the Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone feels much more tense than in other places.

 At this time, the office building of the Binghu Economic Development Zone Management Committee,

Zuo Xuezhong was sitting in his office looking at the documents in his hands. It was not until a moment later that he frowned and looked at the secretary across the desk.

 The current Management Committee is no longer the Management Committee last year.

 Since moving to the Government Affairs Building, the number of official staff has reached 100.

Luo Yongxu even assigned a full-time secretary to Xu Xing and the other three deputy directors.

 “I don’t think this solution works!”

 For a moment,

 Zuo Xuezhong pushed the document in front of the secretary.

“Director Zuo, I made the plan based on the average level of all public schools in our northwest region, and our standards are actually higher than the average.”

Hearing this, the secretary’s face was full of embarrassment.

 On the letterhead of the document, the words “About the plan to establish nine-year public schools in Longcheng Village and Loulan Village” were clearly written.

 “Xiao Li, I’m not saying there’s something wrong with your job.”

 Zuo Xuezhong slowly leaned back on the chair.

 “Huh? Then”

 The secretary was puzzled.

“To be honest, there is absolutely no problem in putting this plan in other places, including the conditions for recruiting teachers, etc.! But don’t forget that we are in the Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone, and the standards for directors are different from ordinary people.

 The normal public schools he mentioned are not the normal public schools in our eyes.

 So, we need to open our minds! "

 Zuo Xuezhong looked at the secretary.

“Director, what do you mean?”

The secretary is still a little confused.

The secretary basically had no experience in dealing with Xu Xing, and he still didn't understand what Zuo Xuezhong meant.

"so."

Seeing the secretary like this, Zuo Xuezhong didn't want to give the secretary any more riddles, so he said directly,

"I remember that Yancheng Experimental No. 2 Primary School, Yancheng No. 8 Middle School, Yancheng Normal University High School, etc. are all very good elementary and middle schools in Xiaguo. You can contact us and see if they set up in our Binghu Economic Development Zone. What are the requirements for branch school?”

“Yancheng Experimental No. 2 Primary School. Middle School Affiliated to Yancheng Normal University”

It's okay if you don't listen, but when you hear it, the secretary is completely stunned.

These schools are very famous in Xia State, and many of their branches are benchmark-level key primary schools, key junior high schools, and high schools in local cities.

There is even a saying that wherever these schools are built, the buildings around the schools are the school district housing!

Especially the High School Affiliated to Yancheng Normal University, it is Bai Yueguang in the minds of many high school entrance examination students and parents.

 So much so that the students who apply for the High School Affiliated to Yancheng Normal University every year are among the top students in each middle school.

However, these three schools do not just set up branch branches. They have high thresholds. So far, there is no branch branch of any of these three schools in Jiuge City. They are all local schools.

It is foreseeable that if Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone can set up these three branch schools, many parents in the surrounding area will try their best to send their children to Binghu Economic and Technological Development Zone.

The tuition fees of Binghu Cultural and Tourism School are high and ordinary people cannot afford it, but these three schools do not have this "threshold."

 (End of this chapter)