Ten years as a substitute!Now that she leaves, she regrets it too much

Truth and Hypocrisy The attitude of the dean was very clear, and the teachers and professors present also had their own judgments.

"I have an opinion on this matter."

A professor who looked like an old scholar gently clicked the ashtray in front of him, and everyone immediately looked at him.

"I don't know if my idea is correct, but the college is a place for research and learning. We should not form the East District to support an enterprise."

"Even the actual person in charge of this company is the teacher of our college."

His words were very targeted, and the dean asked with a smile: "What Mr. Wang means is that our current approach has lost the original face of the college, right?"

"Not yet."

Mr. Wang seems to be a very old man, and he is also nicknamed Wang Tiemian within the college. Both his colleagues and students are quite afraid of this old man.

Because of his selflessness, he once created sensational news that all students in the department took make-up exams and tried again.

Pushing up the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, Mr. Wang said gloomily: "I just don't think the academy should be like this."

"We are already very utilitarian!"

He emphasized the last few words in a particularly emphatic tone. Although Jiang An was calm, the expressions on other people's faces were not very good.

Now it seems that the college is voting for Jiang An's personal matters, but everyone knows that Jiang An is actually just an example.

Whether it was opportunity or luck, Jiang An became the first employee of the college to expand into an enterprise.

This behavior is creative and also belongs to the experimental stage, which can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

If Jiang An can be completely successful, the college will definitely train more similar talents in the future in order to generate income, expand the reputation of the college, and ensure employment rates and other achievements.

Let me ask, who doesn’t want to make more money?

So this time, even if the person sitting in the chosen position is not Jiang An, as long as he doesn't do too badly, everyone should support him.

But now that Mr. Wang has stepped forward, the situation has become much more subtle.

Although he is just a person, this old scholar will always remain opposed.

He dared to prosecute.

"Mr. Wang, do you think we shouldn't be too utilitarian?" The dean deliberately imitated his tone just now and said with a half-smile: "Then I can ask, since the college launched Jiang An."

"Have all conditions been helped, including your students? Also consider this output path as the best channel to enter society in the future."

"Isn't this bad?"

Mr. Wang groaned and squinted his eyes: "Okay, but don't be too good. If the theory of money first is always adhered to within the college, I think the students will stop attending classes."

"Everyone takes their own drawing boards and goes to the street to paint portraits. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to just smash the easel and sell it for scrap metal?"

"Nowadays, both those engaged in art and education are making money."

"I think these bad trends are caused by people like you!"

After saying this, Mr. Wang actually picked up the ashtray in front of him and smashed it on the ground. The glass ashtray suddenly shattered into pieces, and the glass particles flying everywhere almost scratched the legs of several teachers.

"What are you going to do!"

A teacher sitting next to Mr. Wang stood up and was about to speak, but was stopped by the dean.

"Don't say anything. You are not qualified to face Mr. Wang."

As he spoke, he put a stiff smile on his face: "Can I come and talk to you?"

Mr. Wang nodded without looking at him and muttered: "Of course, you are an academician and the highest leader of this college."

"Who am I?"

Ignoring his sour look, the dean said frankly: "Actually, from the perspective of academic and teaching quality, I actually agree with you."

"After all, I also have an academic dream."

"No, you woke up from your dream a long time ago."

What Mr. Wang said was very exaggerated: "If I remember correctly, Dean, you are working in seventeen or eighteen companies outside. I heard from my friends that your income is in the tens of millions every year. "

"Yes."

The dean did not hide this: "Because this is what I have earned through hard work."

"Yeah, that's great."

Mr. Wang is still so arrogant that many teachers can't stand it anymore. After all, the dean is an academician. Although you, Mr. Wang, are famous, your achievements are not as high as others. Is it just because of your age that you are relying on your old age? I thought so in my heart, but no one dared to say it out loud.

Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, Jiang An was about to say something, but the dean's attitude was very straightforward: "It's not your turn to speak now."

"Mr. Wang."

After a pause, the dean kept his demeanor: "Maybe there are many things you don't like, but we can't deny that Jiang An is a very good young man."

"Part of the achievements he has created outside are also from the academy."

"These are real things that all of us can see, even if we regard him as our living sign, let everyone know the strength of our school's teachers."

"Aren't our school's grades bad?"

"Very good, I said it's good, but it's not necessary." Mr. Wang looked at Jiang An frankly as if he wasn't afraid of offending anyone at this moment: "Especially there is no need to create such a big battle for one person."

"When I look at Lao Wangtou, I just envy him."

Finally, his behavior aroused everyone's anger. They no longer avoided the situation before and started talking: "He also wants to make so much money."

"I think it's about the same."

Another female teacher quietly whispered to the people around her: "I remember that Mr. Wang's son must be a gambler. It seems that he lost a lot of money at A-Ma's not long ago."

"I almost got arrested when I guessed red and blue!"

When there are certain words to be kept silent, forget it.

Once someone makes a start, it's like a flood bursting its banks, and it's out of control.

Everyone was talking louder and louder, and they were talking about everything. Just when it was about to get out of control, the dean finally spoke.

"Okay, don't talk about it."

"Everyone should remember this matter today. After leaving this room, if anyone mentions it again, I will be rude."

Because of the special nature of the college, as the dean, he has the right to expel someone with just one word.

This is a power given to him from above and can be used repeatedly.

The conference room was quiet.

The dean looked at Mr. Wang, who was as angry as a toad, and said leisurely: "It seems that you are not very popular in the college."

"But it doesn't matter. Those who do knowledge and art, just be unique."

After a brief pause, the dean suddenly asked him a question.

"I remember there was a gallery called Irina in France. It was said to be a very good local art distribution center. Many European classics were circulated here."

"And in recent years, the most popular paintings in Irina's gallery seem to be the work of an Eastern artist."

"And every time there is an auction, because according to the gallery, it seems that this Oriental artist is particularly obsessed with money."

"And he believes that there is no price for his works. Everything depends on everyone's recognition and love for the company."

Mr. Wang, do you know about this?

At this moment, Mr. Wang's face turned pale for some unknown reason, but this scene also convinced everyone who the person the dean was talking about was.

I didn't expect that he, who is usually the most uncontaminated person, would have such a different side.

Seeing Mr. Wang's head lowered, the dean did not pursue him any further. He just asked everyone present if they were willing to give Jiang An their approval.

As expected, the result of this vote was unanimously approved.

"congratulations."

The dean laughed and asked the secretary to take back all the voting sheets: "Jiang An, I will go to the relevant departments tomorrow to help you complete the expansion of the company."

"And I'll be there myself."

After experiencing today's twists and turns, the moment he saw the dean's eyes again, Jiang An suddenly felt a heavy and complicated emotion rising in his heart.

Suppressing his emotions, he came to the dean with a smile. After bowing to him, he bowed to everyone present.

"I have nothing to thank you all, but I will do my best." (End of Chapter)