The answer was soon revealed. After nine o'clock, Wan Changsheng had already whispered to exchange dividend information with several shareholders.

Only Zhao Leilei disapproves of this arrangement: "I can't take it anymore, I'll give you the shares."

Wan Changsheng was puzzled: "Why? Do you have any opinions?"

Zhao Leilei thought about it and hugged his shoulders. The two of them who had drunk some wine and walked out slightly shaking.

It is easy to say something private and loyal to each other after drinking.

The others didn't care at all, only Lao Tong chewed the cigarette with his teeth and glanced at him more enthusiastically to lead the topic.

The feeling of being slightly drunk in summer is quite good. Outside the black bar, Zhao Leilei whispered in Wan Changsheng's ear: "Old Huang has confirmed to retire. Next, he has talked to me. I should be the one who will take on this position, but there is still a competition process to go. Lao Zhao from Chinese painting, Lao Wu from the administrative, Lao Guo from the sculpture, and Lao Guo from the four of us are here to compete, but in fact it has been decided. Lao Guo came to collect the heads on purpose. Lao Wu will be the secretary. Do you understand?"

Wan Changsheng was stunned from the first sentence.

He never cared about the changes in the leadership of the institute. He was like a novice sect, a little novice monk from Guanyin Temple. It has nothing to do with him who is the head of the temple. He was not worried about this. Can he not be allowed to run a training school by himself?

But no matter what, I never thought it would be Zhao Leilei who had just passed forty!

How many years have passed since he won the Gold Award in the Youth Exhibition? Wan Changsheng has known him for three years. The maximum age limit for the Youth Exhibition is forty years.

Isn’t this kind of college deans competing for qualifications and professional titles worth about fifty years before they are qualified?

Moreover, Zhao Leilei was not even the director of the oil painting department before, but the most famous among the middle-aged and young generation was promoted to associate professor, and then he was promoted to professor last year!

Wan Changsheng scratched his head hard by the future president of the Academy of Fine Arts: "This, hehe, hehe..."

Zhao Leilei also laughed, and was not excited to be the president and make a lot of money: "Lao Huang and Lao Tong repeatedly recommend me. Actually, I think if you weren't too young, you should have come. I, the one who is a brother, will help you to calm the status quo, and I will first make this evil person."

Wan Changsheng could only be shocked: "What?"

Zhao Leilei is shorter than him, thinner, with long shawls and a ponytail, and his face is a little pale, but his eyes are bright in his glasses: "This is why I agree with your view on literature and art. It is difficult for us to rank the identity of an artist with an educator. Most artists only think about their artistic careers and do not consider the contribution of art to society. You have been thinking about this since you were a candidate. The training school is doing well and adapted to this era. However, the old environment, viewpoints, and even the power are very stubborn. I have nothing to fear, so let me chop off the air and cut off the original dull atmosphere!"

Wan Changsheng suddenly felt like he wanted to drink two glasses: "Can I pour two glasses of wine first?"

Zhao Leilei smiled and shook his head: "You may have seen the bloated, outdated art management organization and the chaos in the art circle. System reform is also a must. This may be the reason why I can get recognition at my age. Some people need to go to the thunder, and they will not be established without breaking. I believe that no matter what I break the situation, you can continue to establish immortality, right?"

The junior student shook his head in disbelief: "I support you with all my strength, but my ideal is not to go this path."

Zhao Leilei nodded: "I never thought about it, but there must be someone to do things. I know that you don't have the greed of power or money in your eyes, but if you have ideals for your life, it's worth moving forward. God knows what we will face together?"

Young people are always full of expectations for the unknown.

Wan Changsheng was easily convinced.

Zhao Leilei obviously needs his support the most at this time.

The competition should be in October, and the official handover is at the end of the year. Lao Huang will further improve his status to Pingjing.

At present, only Zhao Leilei and Lao Tong know about this.

Wanchangsheng is the third one.

Guo Huaisheng was just the old boy invited him to cooperate.

Wan Changsheng, who had drunk wine, was still a little dizzy until he returned to the dormitory.

He instinctively did not like these things of fighting for power and profit. He did not need to fight for his position in the temple since he was a child, but just like the undercurrents in Guanyin Village, how could he avoid such things in life?

He is not a seclusion hiding in the deep mountains and forests.

So the next morning, Wan Changsheng, who drove back to Ningzhou at six or seven o'clock, finally sorted out the situation in his mind while driving.

It must be a good thing for him.

First of all, this avoids many people waiting to watch the show and scatter the main players.

The old dean has been famous all his life, and there are only more than 5,000 students in Shumei. Wan Changsheng, a junior student, recruits 8,000 art candidates this year!

This year, more than 1,700 new students, and more than 1,360 are students of Wan Changsheng.

With the existence of the Damei Society, Wan Changsheng now has a strong influence on nearly half of the students in the school!

The university president’s constraint on students is probably only school rules and graduation certificates, and Wan Changsheng pays salaries to members of the Damei Society every month!

Many people are waiting to watch jokes.

Once Zhao Leilei takes over, it feels completely different. Both sides are young and have no airs, and Wan Changsheng even regards him as his school enlightenment teacher and brother.

Everything is easy to communicate.

Secondly, from Lao Tong's reminder, Wan Changsheng should help Zhao Leilei take on the Chinese Painting Department's arsenal.

Because the department chairperson had thought that he was too keen on power and various relationship balances since the end of last semester, and this superficial competition was likely to be the only victim in the end.

By then, the Chinese painting department, which has only a dozen professors and teachers, will inevitably face turmoil.

Wan Changsheng needs to help support...

The acting assistant teacher in the Chinese Painting Department who graduated early is the only place where the Chinese Painting Department has won two national gold medals!

Didn’t Su Munan say that the department director is probably afraid of Wan Changsheng’s gold medal, and he has been dealing with him coldly since last semester?

Although Wan Changsheng would never threaten the position of the department director, this existence that is too dazzling and not actively attached is in the eyes of some people who are keen on calculating these petty sluts, if they cannot win over them, they will either exclude or suppress them.

Wan Changsheng is really a little sarcastic.

I'm still a student, why do I have to participate in such an adult thing?

But next, Damei training institutions will definitely fully support Shumei and cooperate with the possible changes that Shumei will have.

These are all good things.

This is what Wan Changsheng can consider at present.

After eight o'clock, Wan Changsheng drove to the city's home. This time he came back, except to pick up his wife to go to school, he was fulfilling his promise and invited all the villagers and elders from Guanyin Village to watch movies.

Today, I even stayed in Guanyin Temple for a day.

Jia Huanhuan's parents had been waiting at home for a long time, but Huanhuan was still wearing pajamas and drowning down from the building, jumping into Wan Changsheng's arms to look at it for a while.

Her mother was so angry that she looked for something everywhere and wanted to hit someone.

Wan Changsheng laughed and protected him: "It's okay, it's okay, the cinema starts from 9:30 to 10:00. Are grandpa and the others here?"

Boss Jia tried not to be heavy: "You are trying to celebrate the Spring Festival, and the Buddha bless you. If you can see you so glorious in the family, why are you so happy to see you."

Wan Changsheng, who grew up in the stele forest, is not that touched by birth, old age, sickness and death: "This time we have been to the ancient water town with good management in Pingjing and also went to the temples in Japan. I want to take advantage of the fact that the village still has some money now and gradually start to carry out comprehensive repairs and management of the entire Guanyin Village. Do you think it is necessary?"

This is the human world test that has to be carried out, even when it is directed toward your father-in-law.

Boss Jia was surprised: "Why? This is the foundation of my ancestors for thousands of years! Why should I change it well?"

The mother-in-law is a typical country woman. She has no right to speak at all. She hides in the corner and is anxious that her daughter is ignorant.

Jia Huanhuan was actually nervously curled up in Brother Changsheng's arms, and if there was anything, he would do his best to block it.

Wan Changsheng had already experienced this stubbornness in his last art class, so he was more focused on strategy: "Dad, I will give you the addresses of these ancient towns. You can take all four managers to travel, and we can make more money."

Who knew that my father-in-law was not in trouble: "Changsheng, it must be right after reading books and seeing the world, but it is not easy for our ancestors to pass on. Everyone wants to change for many years, but in the end, those who have changed over and over again died, and only we are still there! Let's go outside and we fully support you. Guanyin Temple is always your last root, and this root cannot be moved!"

In fact, there is no stubbornness at all, and it is more like the kind of person who assists the old ministers with heartfelt advice and hard-working advice.

It is much more tactful and more determined than the last time.

Wan Changsheng also wanted to explain: "It's true that it's not right for thousands of years. It's because for thousands of years, our country has always been an agricultural society. It's just at this juncture, and we are changing..."

My father-in-law almost knelt down for him: "Changsheng! I know you are determined to build the Guanyin Temple well, and you want every household in Guanyin Village to live a good life, but you are still young. There is no problem with Guanyin Temple now. If you think I have a conflict with your mother, I just want to do it for your own good and not let her cover up the sky. But in the end I also do it for yours. The Jia family's property is also yours. The Hu family has no problems. I will definitely be with me. Even the Wanjia part supports me, and I will support you even more!"

It’s not a question of whom it supports. Wan Changsheng is afraid that the entire Guanyin Village will produce a new class of powerful people!

The gap between the rich and the poor is inevitably widening, and people without vision cannot see the harm.

But it is not easy to make the class that has already gained benefits give up their big cake.

Feel the plea that my wife gently clamped her waist in her arms.

Wan Changsheng sighed in his heart and had to stop talking.

Nothing is easy to reform.

It can be seen from this that Zhao Leilei is facing a sea of ​​fire.
Chapter completed!