Rekindle 2003

Chapter 1119 Master and Disciple
Wang Dechao was not wrong in his guess. Qingyun had returned to Jincheng a few days ago after giving him the New Year gift.

Cigarettes, alcohol and tea are the three essential things for a man. If other students gave these as gifts, he would definitely not dare to accept them.

And what Qing Yun gave him, he could accept with a smile.

The prohibition on accepting gifts means "not accepting anything that may affect the impartial performance of official duties", and its purpose is to prevent the possibility of affecting the public performance of official duties.

Among Qing Yun's multiple identities, "student" is the one that is least valued by the outside world.

No one considered him a student at all.

Therefore, Qing Yun gave it away generously, and the teachers also accepted it generously.

The total value of these cigarettes, alcohol and tea is only a few thousand yuan. For Qing Yun's identity as an "entrepreneur", the general public would not consider this amount to be "asking for favors".

On the contrary, it is a form of respect for teachers, and even the disciplinary inspection department will only think that it is a normal interpersonal relationship.

Of course, give and take is a necessary prerequisite.

So, Qing Yun looked at the pile of golden partner gift boxes at home and looked constipated.

I really want to have someone load the goods onto a truck and take them to Shi Yuzhu to get a refund and return the goods.

There's no way. Those shameless teachers naturally have piles of gifts at home during the holidays. These packaged things are most suitable for resale.

So they all gave him the excuse that "this thing is most suitable for teenagers, I can't bear to give it to my grandchildren."

When it comes to having a thick face, Qing Yun feels that he still hasn't mastered it.

The one who is even more incompetent than him is naturally Qin Manyan.

She would rather throw it all away than agree to him going to Shi Yuzhu to get it back.

The little princess said that she couldn't afford to lose face in front of this person.

Emperor Yun felt that embarrassment was just a process of developing a habit, and after doing it over and over again, one would naturally get used to it.

Teacher Su, who had been lost several times, was coaxed by him to come to Jincheng and live under the same roof with Qin Manyan.

He bought all nine villas on the top of Jinlin Peninsula, a masterpiece of Jincheng that was released in October 03.

It just happens to be across the river from the Caotang Zhichun that Qin Tianchuan just bought.

As for why there are 9 sets, it is not that Qingyun plans to add three more bedrooms.

A large single-family house is enough, and the room is just right.

He didn't have the physical strength and energy to add more people, and most importantly, he didn't have the time.

I bought 9 sets because there were only 9 left.

This was the best location reserved by the developer for sale at a price, but it was directly acquired by Yanei, who had neither money nor status, using his connections.

Qing Yun's real purpose in this operation is just to hoard houses.

Or it is called land hoarding.

He doesn't do real estate, but that doesn't mean he doesn't desire land.

Luxury houses are common, but there is only one in Huanhua Creek.

The "China Architecture Art Award - Residential Social Contribution Award" is just icing on the cake for Jinlin Peninsula and is dispensable.

Its real value lies in its location and scarcity.

Surrounded by Huanhua Creek on three sides, with the 300-acre Du Fu Thatched Cottage across the creek and facing the 553-acre Wanshu Mountain of Huanhua Creek Park, the Jinlin Peninsula occupies a unique location and was born against the backdrop of a thousand-year history combined with the development of modern civilization.

This is a product of a special period.

In two or three years, it will be absolutely prohibited to build residential buildings in this area.

The wealthy area of ​​Jincheng has undergone several generations of changes over the past few decades, from Jinxiu Garden to Muma Mountain, from Muma Mountain to Tongzilin, from Tongzilin to Luhu Lake, from Luhu Lake to Jincheng Lake and then to Xinglong Lake...

People in wealthy areas have always pursued the quality of houses, while the wealthy people in Jincheng pursue water systems.

However, the place where the powerful and wealthy in Jincheng reside, from ancient times to the present, is only in a secret place in Huanhua Creek.

This is the center of Jincheng Plain and the real center of the city of Jincheng.

Whether it is practical significance or Feng Shui significance.

Whether it is a private garden or not, the rise and fall of its price in future generations does not matter to the people living there.

What they bought was the inherited piece of land and the connections here.

For Qing Yun, this is one of the indispensable conditions if he wants to achieve the position of one company and one city.

Of course, only a gathering place like that of officials and gentry could provide him, who left the Crystal Palace, with enough room for his descendants to grow.

Everyone in the circle is used to it.

Outside the circle...there's no need to go.

Even Su Daji, who has always wanted to be an independent new woman, has a very clear understanding of this issue.

Otherwise, when all the women give birth to children in the future, there will be a lot of unexpected problems before the children are able to understand the rules of how this society operates.

They did live together, but Qingyun's evil ambition of putting the two palaces together was still not fulfilled.

On the one hand, Qin Manyan and Su Caiwei were unwilling, but the main reason was that he and Teacher Su were becoming increasingly unable to control themselves.

If he and Su Caiwei hadn't been obsessed with the ritual on the grassland, they would have been done long ago.

No matter for him, the empress or the queen, sleeping in the same bed was too stimulating.

Emperor Yun had no idea whether he would become beastly at that time.

For him, the sense of accomplishment brought by this matter is greater than the breakthrough in semiconductors, which makes him feel very happy.

Qin Manyan did not dare to gamble on her jealousy.

She was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and would instigate her stinky brother to get the red pill from some vixen and ruin the fairy's sense of ritual.

The old witch is just trying to be special!
Teacher Xiao Su said that she was guarding against these two bitches.

Well, and herself.

When the sisters were chatting privately, whether it was Sister Xiaoya, Zhang Xiaoli or Chen Yue, they all looked at her like a little girl.

This made Teacher Su, who was actually the second oldest, very unhappy.

They are all little sluts!
When they were forced into a corner, the three of them said that she would know what it felt like when the time came.

Qin Manyan, with a mysterious look on her face, said: The busy figure shines with the light of hard work, which is a reflection of a fulfilling life.

And what Tang Qianying's Ye Luoli said was even more weird: The meaning of life is to live a fulfilling life, not to live a long life, but long-term fulfillment is a kind of happiness that makes you cry for joy.

Usually at this time, the five girls would burst out laughing, leaving her alone standing there stupidly, not knowing what they were laughing at.

This made Su Daji feel strange.

What kind of feeling is it that makes the other five bitches cry and laugh at the same time at night.

She felt that her cognition had been overturned.

Because both physiological knowledge and academic papers clearly point out that the locations of sensory neurons are not deep.

So theoretically, according to the way I play with the little man, there is no difference in the excitatory neurotransmitters that my neurons obtain.

But I did not faint with my eyes rolled back like Sister Xiaoya or Zhang Xiaoli.

During the chat, Qin Manyan and others said that they had experienced such a scenario.

Is there something wrong with my body?

Su Caiwei quietly asked her roommates, and they rolled their eyes and told her to shut up, with looks of envy and jealousy on their faces.

As a genius student, this unknown made Su Daji feel itchy.

But she also knew that the later that day came, the more those five vixens would criticize her eccentricity.

But objectively, it is precisely because of the special treatment she receives from the little man that her position in this crystal palace will unconsciously become higher and higher.

It's already a Crystal Palace. If you don't be careful, your baby will suffer in the future.

These are all the troubles of Emperor Yun’s Crystal Palace.

However, during the Chinese New Year, having many wives also has its advantages.

Along the way, Qing Yun has so many people to thank, and there are so many people who deserve him to send New Year gifts in advance during the holidays.

If Qin Manyan is the only one involved, she will be unable to handle everything.

Because the empress also has her own circle of noble ladies to maintain.

At this time, the advantages of having many wives are reflected.

Mr. Chen can visit business partners on his behalf.

Teacher Xiao Su can visit the bigwigs in the academic world on his behalf.

Sister Xiaoya can go to the political circles to greet people, and she is the only one who understands the context.

Lady Qianying can help him maintain his connections in Shu University.

As for Zhang Xiaoli...

As his personal secretary and the future head of the General Department, she is busier than the previous five.

On the one hand, she had to receive visits from her subordinates and be a gift recipient, and on the other hand, she had to run around with him everywhere.

This makes her legs more symmetrical and powerful.

Of course, important people can only be visited by Qing Yun himself. For example...

Walking in a heavily guarded residential area, Qing Yun looked at a small gray building in front of him, feeling mixed emotions.

The person he came to visit today was Chen Yiquan.

He couldn't even figure out whether he should call him Master or his master's mentor.

Starting from his father, he has to call him master in a proper manner.

But whether in the previous life or this life, this master asked him to perform the ceremony of accepting him as a disciple.

In his previous life, he even became the academic successor of his master's uncle.

This is a confusing account.

It’s okay if you don’t know, ignorance is no crime.

Now that I know, it’s a hassle.

Emperor Yun decided to leave this difficult problem to his master to deal with himself.

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Being a closed disciple has its own troubles, but there are also many corresponding benefits.

That is, the rules are ready-made and Qingyun can use them.

After entering the room and putting the gifts away, Qing Yun knelt down respectfully and kowtowed to Chen Yiquan who was sitting upright.

Disciples, there is no need to kowtow, just bow.

But it is only natural for a disciple to kowtow to his master and ask for a red envelope.

This salute made Chen Yiquan understand instantly, and also made the master's wife beside him turn her back and wipe her tears.

After a while, the old man took out a red envelope from his pocket, sniffed, and tapped him on the head with the red envelope.

"You knew already?"

Qing Yun understood what was happening and took the red envelope with both hands respectfully, "Yes, Master."

What he actually wanted to say was, Master, you said something absolutely correct.

It doesn't make sense to say this, but it turns out that the red envelope had been prepared long ago.

Chen Yiquan patted Qingyun's shoulder gently and motioned him to sit down.

The master's wife sat aside, silently peeling fruit for Qingyun.

Her movements were gentle and delicate, and her eyes as she looked at Qingyun were very gentle and kind.

Qingyun knew the reason very well.

The older generation of professors treated their students like their sons or daughters.

And his dead ghost Lao Deng was Chen Yiquan's founding disciple.

Just like raising a child, the first one is raised most carefully according to the book, while the ones after that are raised like pigs.

They have invested the most effort and naturally have the deepest feelings, and their grandchildren are even more so because of their love for them.

No wonder my senior brothers and sisters in my previous life were all envious of me, the youngest.

Chen Yiquan held Qingyun's hand, and at this moment his old eyes were full of love and care.

"You...look a lot like your dad."

The master's wife also added with a smile, "It's as if they were cast from the same mold. Your face doesn't have the beauty of your mother at all."

Qing Yun laughed and responded, "Master, Master, this proves that I am their biological child, and proves the power of the dominant genetic gene in my family."

Chen Yiquan laughed loudly, his smile was full of recognition and expectation for Qing Yun.

Then, the look in his eyes when he looked at his disciple in front of him became complicated.

After a while, he sighed and spoke with a serious tone.

"Remember, call me Master from now on."

As if worried that Qingyun didn't understand, Chen Yiquan explained in detail,
“There is no shortage of precedents in Taoism for father and son to worship the same master. The one who enters the door first is the greatest, and outside the master, everyone has his own opinions. This makes sense.

My main idea is that as a closed disciple, you will be able to mobilize more resources, and you won't be restricted by your seniority and unable to command others."

Qing Yun's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he nodded heavily: "Master, I know everything, I will listen to you."

Theoretically, if this kind of thing gets out, it will have an impact on the elderly.

It is a rare story that a father and son have the same teacher.

There will be a lot of sour grapes out there who will think this is academic 'inbreeding'.

Both the old man and Qingyun himself could have avoided this situation.

But just as a grandfather would leave the best things to his grandson, all Chen Yiquan wanted was to make his life smoother.

You must know what is good for you.

Qing Yun sniffed, took a deep breath, and carefully took out his report card from his pocket as if he were offering a treasure.
"Master, look, this is my transcript for my chemical engineering course."

Chen Yiquan took the report card and scanned the scores one by one.

He unconsciously stroked his beard with his fingers, and couldn't help but marvel at the bright red perfect score marks.

Every time he saw a perfect score, his eyebrows would twitch, and he even accidentally pulled out a few strands of his beard in excitement.

Damn, there is a monster!
He knew very well that test scores could not prove a person's academic level, but only his ability to solve problems.

However, Qing Yun achieved this result after he asked several old friends from the School of Chemical Engineering of Fudan University to conduct strict assessment.

He even set the final questions for several subjects himself.

The focus is on practical operation, but this kid can still get full marks, which is too amazing.

Chen Yiquan thought to himself, judging by how busy Qing Yun was, it seemed that what he said before about having learned it in high school in advance was not an exaggeration.

Besides, how can this just be learned in advance?
This is definitely the result of hard work!
The questions he asked were just like the high-level questions that appear in the college entrance examination. They all required master's and doctoral level thinking based on undergraduate knowledge points.

Thinking of this, Chen Yiquan wanted to complain. Which high school student is so idle?

Why not study all the undergraduate courses seriously in high school? !

However, this also proves from another perspective how powerful Qing Yun's talent is. He is even better than his founding disciple, Qing Han, who is also Qing Yun's father.

Thinking of this, Chen Yiquan's eyes turned red.

What a waste!

If this child specializes in academics, he will definitely go further than I do.

If it were someone else, he would have to break his legs to get him back on the right path.

But Qing Yun happened to be working on something that concerned the rise of an industry, which made him feel very aggrieved.

Forget it, forget it, just teach me as it is.

His heart was burning with anger, but he didn't show it on his face. He just snorted.
"This result is just so-so. Don't think I don't know the tricks of you college students nowadays."

Qing Yun rolled his eyes when he heard this.

He doesn’t know the traps in the papers, right?

If the master and disciple were not so familiar with each other now, in his previous life, he would have dared to retort directly, "Old man, you can't do it anymore."

The relationship between master and apprentice for many years is like that between father and son, and it is not given for nothing.

Emperor Yun knew exactly what kind of personality this old man had.

The old fox was obviously very happy in his heart, but he pretended to be indifferent on the surface.

Chen Yiquan tested Qingyun's learning progress again, and then said,
"I haven't done in-depth research on polysilicon, but you have several senior brothers who have made great achievements in this area.

So... come back on the fifth day of the new year, and I'll introduce them to you, and then you can get closer."

Qing Yun knew that this was his master paving the way for him, and he was grateful and quickly agreed.
"Master, don't worry, I will make good use of my brothers."

These words made Chen Yiquan instantly angry.

His teeth were itching, and the palms on his knees turned into claws, and then into fists, followed by a deep sigh.

Finally, Chen Yiquan pointed at Qingyun with a hint of regret in his tone.
"You are good in everything, except that you lack your father's dedication to research."

Qing Yun laughed, a hint of mischief flashed in his eyes, "That's because what I have to do is more difficult than what he does."

In his previous life, he had figured out Chen Yiquan's temper and was very tolerant of him. The two of them got along like grandparents and grandchildren, but he didn't know the reason at the time.

Now that I know this, I feel more justified.

Chen Yiquan patted him on the shoulder gently and said earnestly: "Then keep going forward firmly, do more, talk less, while you are still young."

He paused, as if looking for a more appropriate expression, "At your age, you should devote all your passion and wisdom to your career, just like your father did in his time."

He also knew that letting Qingyun concentrate on scientific research would actually be a waste of talent.

Chemical engineering is an applied science, and he is not that old-fashioned.

So he knew very well that scientists were common, but industry leaders were rare.

Qing Yun nodded and said seriously: "Disciple will follow your instructions."

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(End of this chapter)