"There are many part-time jobs in the university. Is there anything you want to do?"
Cao Jingjun asked Chen Zhu, wanting to hear his own opinion first.
Lao Cao just weighed it up and felt that this could help.
First, he had a very good impression of Chen Zhu. This student spoke and acted in a smart but steady style;
Second, don’t look at the monk’s face and look at the Buddha’s face. What’s in your cup now is the red robe that Chen Cheng sent you;
Third, Chen Zhu’s own conditions are very good. He is a top major in a prestigious 985 school and was selected as monitor after military training. For such students, teachers are actually willing to help.
In response to Lao Cao's inquiry, Chen Zhu replied simply: "I don't have to choose, as long as I have a part-time job."
This is kicking the ball back again.
However, he knew very well that since this little matter was discussed in front of Qi Zheng, it would not be the work of sorting books in the library or cleaning the canteen.
If it was really of this nature, Chen Zhu could just go to the counselor or class teacher to solve it, so why go through such a big circle.
"You go back to school first."
Cao Jingjun thought for a while and said: "I'll ask if there are any available positions first, and remember not to turn off your phone."
This meant that Chen Zhu should go back and wait for notification.
However, although Lao Cao is a bit pedantic, he is relatively kind and does not use empty words such as "XX working days" to produce results.
After Chen Zhu left the office, Cao Jingjun called his college classmate Qi Zheng.
"Lao Cao, why did you contact me suddenly?"
On the other end of the phone, Qi Zheng said a little tiredly.
"Are you still working overtime on Saturday?"
Cao Jingjun chatted for a few words first.
"Hey~, that's not true."
When talking to his old classmates, Qi Zheng was a little more casual: "There are so many activities at the beginning of school, and there are a lot of reports on the table that need to be reviewed. The key is to find time to write some work reports."
Qi Zheng smiled, but there was some helplessness in the laughter: "I was very busy at work, and I still had to write these department summaries."
"Can't we let the people below write?"
Cao Jingjun suggested: "It is really impossible to recruit two comrades who can write."
"How can a department like ours recruit people at will..."
Qi Zheng didn't want to talk more about the specific situation in the office while working overtime, so he changed the subject and said, "Tell me what you want to do with me."
Lao Cao then said: "There is a student from Zhizhong who was admitted to the Ridge College of CUHK this year. His score of 652 is not low. He was elected as squad leader just after the military training. He has a relatively stable personality..."
Cao Jingjun first listed Chen Zhu's advantages, and Qi Zheng did not interrupt and listened silently.
Then, Lao Cao said: "He wants to train himself. He doesn't want to ask his parents for money to go to college. Not only has he applied for a student loan, but he also wants to find a part-time job in school. Do you have any suitable positions to recommend?"
"Work-study program..."
Qi Zheng knew that this kind of thing was a piece of cake for him.
There are tens of thousands of teachers and students at the Chinese Academy of Sciences. With so many places to eat, drink, relax and study, a part-time student can be placed at any time.
The question is:
Qi Zheng asked directly: "Old Cao, what is your relationship with this student?
The better the relationship, the more comfortable the part-time position will be, but it should be good if Lao Cao can call him personally.
Cao Jingjun picked up the thermos cup and took a sip. The warm Dahongpao tea soup rolled around on the tip of his tongue and then fell down his throat into his stomach. The pores all over his body seemed to be moisturized by the sweet tea flavor.
In view of Chen Zhu's various previous performances, Lao Cao decided that since he helped, he would help to the end.
"This student is my first student since I started working in the education industry..."
Cao Jingjun said slowly: "A good seedling that can at least be ranked among the top five."
"good!"
Qi Zheng immediately expressed his position: "If you say something like this, I will arrange a part-time job for him from the school Youth League Committee or the school working committee."
The school youth league committee and the school working committee were both very relaxed departments. Lao Cao finally felt relieved and felt that he had found a good job for Chen Zhu.
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While Chen Zhu was still on the bus back to school, he received a call from Qi Zheng, asking him to come over to Room 419 of the complex building after he returned to school.
When Chen Zhu arrived in a hurry, Qi Zheng was typing away at the computer desk. The desktop was a bit messy and filled with piles of information and folders.
Qi Zheng had no memory of Chen Zhu's name, but when he saw his face, he vaguely remembered that he had met this student at an event at a prestigious school.
"Lao Cao told me about you."
Qi Zheng just glanced at Chen Zhu, then shifted his gaze back to the computer: "I just checked, you did apply for a student loan... Well, let's do it this way, you choose one of the school league committee or the school working committee, and I will
Say hello to the person in charge over there."
Qi Zheng's tone was very confident, but after waiting for a long time, Chen Zhu made no move.
Qi Zheng thought that the students did not understand what these two departments were, and was about to explain it a little bit.
Suddenly, Chen Zhu said: "Teacher Qi, I have often heard Director Cao mention you before. He said that you are not only rich in work experience, but also love reading and collecting books in private. You have a rare quality of self-discipline... Can I work beside you?"
, so that I can learn a little more from you every day.”
Hearing what Chen Zhu said, Qi Zhengcai formally raised his head and carefully looked at this old classmate's "top five talents" again.
"Cough~"
When Qi Zheng was about to speak, a young male teacher suddenly walked in from outside.
With a respectful smile on his face, he first greeted Qi Ke, glanced at Chen Zhu, nodded politely, and then said very respectfully:
"Qi Ke, we want to change the orientation activities of the School of Foreign Languages ​​into a large auditorium. The previous budget was insufficient, so we drafted a new activity fund application report. I wonder if you have reviewed it?"
"Ta-ta-ta~"
Qi Zheng ignored him at first and just typed on the keyboard for a while. The young male teacher also kept bending down and waiting.
After more than ten seconds like this, Qi Zhengcai said expressionlessly: "Not yet, I will take a look at it tonight."
"Thank you~, thank you~"
The male teacher received the reply and hurriedly thanked him and left.
Qi Zheng then continued to talk to Chen Zhu: "My place here is far inferior to the Youth League Committee and the Working Committee. I am so busy that there is no peace. Over there is recognized as the most comfortable place..."
As if to prove Qi Zheng's words, another teacher soon came to "disturb" him.
But she was a woman, and she asked cautiously:
"Qi Ke, the student union of our school wants to hold an innovation competition with the theme of [Vibrant Olympics] next month. We submitted a budget request, but we have never received a reply."
Qi Zheng regained his poker face and typed on the keyboard for a while.
The female teacher is thin-skinned and feels like she is about to cry when she is left here.
After a while, Qi Zhengcai said as blankly as a robot: "Let's discuss and approve it at the meeting."
"yes."
The female teacher then left with a blushing face.
In fact, Chen Zhu felt some sympathy for these two teachers. He had also experienced this situation.
I don’t know why, but it seems that everyone in charge of finance has a poker face and always likes not to talk to others.
However, there were interruptions one after another, and Qi Zheng probably wanted to resolve the matter quickly.
He led Chen Zhu to a small room next door. It was very small and narrow, and also contained a printer, computer and a large number of A4 paper packages.
"The old director of our development planning department is not very good at using computers, so he writes out many reports and speeches by hand, and then arranges for someone to print another copy for archiving."
Qi Zheng explained: "Before, there was a work-study student here, and her task was to print these documents. But this semester she has to take the postgraduate entrance examination, so the position is vacant."
Chen Zhu nodded to express his understanding.
In 2007, paperless office had not yet been fully implemented. Some old men and women who were about to retire were really not used to using computers, so the company would find a way to be considerate to these old leaders.
"Teacher Qi, when will I go to work?"
Chen Zhu immediately asked. Not only could he meet Qi Zheng, the chief of the budget management section, but he could also meet the old director of the school's development planning department.
How should I put it? It seems that the university work-study program only pays 300 a month, right?
Then I will give the school 600, please be sure to leave this job to me!
Regarding Chen Zhu's enthusiasm, Qi Zheng smiled: "The old director won't write reports every day, and you don't have to come here every day. Just fill in the information first, and I will help you with the procedures. Just come over when you have a task.
Already."
So Chen Zhu left his phone number and got his first part-time work-study job in his life.
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(There is still one chapter left around 8:30 p.m., and the career line still needs to be pushed forward.)
Chapter completed!