Section 3, Assistance

"It's here, open the door, open the door!" The door was knocked on violently

Wang Lin suddenly stood up, opening the door while turning on the light

Thank you. In Wang Lin's office, it took him a long time to muster this sentence. After a prolonged silence, he asked, "How did you know?"

At the age of thirty-five, Vice President Wang graduated from Peking University and has been at Beiyang Industrial College for twelve years. His rise from an ordinary teacher to vice president may be attributed to the prestige of his alma mater or perhaps to his own qualities. In any case, he is a fortunate individual. Wang Lin, who oversees teaching, is the last cohort of university students before the Cultural Revolution. He experienced the madness of the Cultural Revolution, witnessed the impact of Nie Yuanzi's big-character poster, and wore the armband of the Red Guards while receiving an audience with the Great Leader at Jinshui Bridge. Following three years of rural labor, he returned to Beiyang City, aided by the connections of his father's old comrades, and began teaching at Beiyang Industrial College, which was in the process of restoring normal order. Six years later, he was promoted to vice president.

The slender boy smiled, and his smile was so unsettling to Wang Lin under the dim light. "Director Wang, if you do not believe me, please wait in the conference room. It would be best for you to turn on the lights first and then turn them off after ten minutes. Just sit and wait, and after at least half an hour, you will know the result." The boy turned and walked away.

Like a thunderclap overhead, the usually eloquent Wang Lin stammered, "What nonsense are you talking about? What does it have to do with Teacher Zheng?"

"What are you doing? Why aren't you going to the cafeteria for the evening party?" Wang Lin asked

He is waiting for a date with Zheng Xiaoying. Ever since their first meeting during the orientation for new students, he has been fond of this girl with an apple-shaped face. Although he was already married at that time, his wife was the daughter of his father's old comrade-in-arms, which could be considered a suitable match. The father of the bride held a higher position than his own father before entering the cattle shed, and this remained the case after resuming work. He often felt that his wife displayed a sense of superiority in front of him, which made him feel oppressed. In short, he did not like her, but rather appreciated Zheng Xiaoying's simplicity and understanding nature.

Secretary Lin, you see, he is framing me

Wang Lin stood up in surprise. It is a fact that Dean Li is about to retire, and Qiao Tieshan is also competing for this position, but how does this student know so much? Moreover, what does it mean to be "hung up"?

Wang Lin sat there in a daze, having not grasped the meaning for a long time. "Win-win?" It was the first time he had heard this distinctive term, and he found it extremely vivid and expressive

Wang Lin opened his mouth to call out to him, but no sound came out. He watched the boy's determined steps as he walked down the stairs. In a daze, he followed the boy's instructions, opened the conference room door, turned on the lights, sat for ten minutes, then turned off the lights, sitting in the darkness. Time brought him back to his senses; he believed the boy's words and knew there was a conspiracy against him. Now, he was waiting for the conspiracy to be revealed.

"Failing means you have not passed—I'm sorry." Rong Fei remained quiet; this thirty-five-year-old deputy dean seemed like a student in front of Rong Fei, while Rong Fei appeared to be the teacher.

Rong Fei smiled, "Teacher Wang, you truly possess the qualities of a leader. In the officialdom, everything can be exchanged, all in pursuit of a win-win situation. If I don't mention something, you might suspect I have ulterior motives—let's put it this way, I am not particularly interested in the current courses. If I fail, I would appreciate your assistance, after all, you are the Vice Dean in charge of teaching, and next year you will be the Dean"

The next day, Wang Lin found that thin student. He now knew that his name was Rong Fei, a student from the 80th class of the Mechanical Engineering Department. A few days ago, he had an accident, and now the bandage on his face had been removed, although the bridge of his nose still seemed somewhat swollen

Director Wang, you need not ask me what I am doing; rather, you should ask yourself what you intend to do. If you trust me, please return. Teacher Zheng will not be coming back

Wang Lin certainly did not wish to bring up this matter again. Rong Fei did not directly answer his question, and he felt it was inappropriate to ask further. He had already learned the relevant details from Zheng Xiaoying; Rong Fei was a student in her class, an entirely ordinary student

"How do you say I will be the dean next year..." Wang Lin sat down, striving to suppress the surprise and excitement within him

However, a person emerged from the darkness, blocking his path. The individual was approximately 1.8 meters tall, slender, and not wearing glasses. He was certainly a student; Wang Lin had seen him somewhere before, but could not recall his name.

At 8:00 PM on September 30, in the small conference room on the fourth floor of the teaching building, Vice Dean Wang Lin stealthily ascended the stairs, walked through a dimly lit corridor, and arrived at the door of the conference room. Suppressing his excitement, he took out the key to prepare to unlock the door. From the direction of the cafeteria outside, faint cheers could be heard; those were the students preparing for the National Day evening gala cheering.

For your future, and also for Teacher Zheng's reputation. This matter has already passed; shall we not mention it again?

Director Li is fifty-nine this year. Next year, either someone will be sent from outside, or one of the current three vice directors will be appointed. Secretary Lin's character certainly does not favor bringing someone in from outside, and Vice Director Zhao, who is in charge of logistics, cannot take the position due to educational qualifications. Only you and Vice Director Qiao are in competition. The decision-making power is 50% with the higher-level personnel department, and the other 50% lies with Secretary Lin. After last night's incident, Secretary Lin will definitely veto Qiao, as exposing someone's privacy is more reprehensible than the privacy itself—my apologies, I misspoke. " Rong Fei stood up, stating that the decision-making power is 50% with the higher-level personnel department, and the other 50% lies with Secretary Lin. After last night's incident, Secretary Lin will definitely veto Qiao, as exposing someone's privacy is more reprehensible than the privacy itself—my apologies, I misspoke. " Rong Fei stood up, "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave. Regarding the coursework, I will try not to trouble Director Wang. " Rong Fei bowed to Wang Lin and left.

His love affair with Zheng Xiaoying was conducted in secrecy, and it was believed that they had deceived everyone around them. In 1981, just five years after the end of the Cultural Revolution, extramarital affairs were not socially acceptable, at least on the surface, so he had to be extremely cautious in his actions

Comrade Qiao Tieshan, I await your explanation. " Secretary Lin turned and left, " Wang Lin, come with me. " The small-framed, silver-haired Secretary Lin paid no attention to the frozen Qiao Tieshan, who stood there like a fool

Rong Fei sat quietly opposite, with his hands crossed on his legs, his thumbs rotating in circles, resembling a simple exercise routine

Outside the door stood Secretary Lin of the Party Committee and Vice President Qiao Tieshan. Qiao Tieshan pushed open the door and strode into the conference room, while Secretary Lin merely stood at the entrance. When Qiao Tieshan returned to the doorway again, Wang Lin noticed that the expressions of the two were extremely vivid, a mix of surprise and anger

In Secretary Lin's office, Wang Lin explained why he was alone in the conference room. This lie had already been concocted on the way, and Secretary Lin did not question it; perhaps Secretary Lin did not need to question it.

Indeed, hurried footsteps echoed on the stairs, and there was more than one person. In the darkness, Wang Lin had completely calmed down, and a faint cold smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth

Comrade Qiao Tieshan pulled me away from the meeting room. I had just entered the venue when he said that you and a certain female teacher were doing inappropriate things in this conference room. Now that I have seen it, there is nothing. However, you should understand the principle that a dam can collapse from an ant's hole. I hope there will be no such misunderstandings in the future. Secretary Lin's glasses glinted under the fluorescent light, and his occasionally exchanged glances revealed sharpness. He is an old soldier who has been on the battlefield, and when he deems it necessary, he exudes an intimidating aura. However, you should understand the principle that a dam can collapse from an ant's hole. I hope there will be no such misunderstandings in the future. Secretary Lin's glasses glinted under the fluorescent light, and his occasionally exchanged glances revealed sharpness. He is an old soldier who has been on the battlefield, and when he deems it necessary, he exudes an intimidating aura.

"Alright," Secretary Lin raised his hand to stop Wang Lin, "Why would he frame you? How could he possibly frame you? Wang Lin, you should go back and think about it carefully." Secretary Lin made another gesture, indicating that he could leave.

What kind of reward do you seek?" Wang Lin asked softly