"Then let me explain it to you." Qi Rui was about to turn on the light in the study room and give his father a detailed explanation on the blackboard.
"Sit down." Vézé stopped his son. After Qi Rui sat down, Vézé continued, "I'm telling you, I'm not saying that I don't understand. What I'm saying is that you can't show me something that I don't understand, and you can't show this kind of thing to the examiner. You have to consider the level of the audience. If they don't understand, it doesn't matter how well you write. "
"They are teachers." Qi Rui still couldn't believe that his teacher's level was lower than his.
His son's attitude amused Vézé, "Haha, what does it have to do with what they know? Have you asked them? If they don't investigate, they have no right to speak. They are teachers, do they have to understand everything? That's just an assumption. "
Qi Rui's thinking had changed a lot, so he listened to his father's words. He quickly asked, "Then what should I do?"
"It's simple. Prepare some New Year's gifts and visit your teacher's home. If you wish to pay a New Year's greeting, you must express your true respect. Respect their identity as a decision-maker. Then tell them the truth and ask them about the data requirements. Make sure they don't have to use their brains to accept the complexity of the data. As long as you are sincere and your words can be understood, I think your teacher will tell you. "Vézé brought out his university experience. As a member of the student union, Vézé often visited his teachers for New Year's. Of course, it wasn't New Year's, but New Year's. Ask the teacher about the scope of the exam, and even see if the teacher can explain the questions. At least show respect to the teacher in exchange for the recognition of Vézé's class. If the teacher loosened his grip, many of his siblings wouldn't have to hang a red light.
Qi Rui listened to his father's instructions and was a bit confused. This was not the style of a high and mighty emperor, it was the style of a tactful bureaucrat. Seeing the other side of his father, Qi Rui felt that it was an eye-opener.
Qi Rui felt a little conflicted at the thought of lowering his head to do this. In the past, what he pursued was good grades, high test scores, and excellent evaluations. As long as he didn't anger his teacher, he would be able to get all the things he wanted. This kind of humble approach made Qi Rui feel like he was "walking the crooked path". He thought for a moment before saying, "Then I'll directly modify this to make it simpler. What do you think, Dad?"
"If it was before, I wouldn't have let you do this. Now that you have changed a lot, you must do it. You'll only know what's going on after you've done it. Do you think others won't do it? Furthermore, in the long run, you are now looking at the problem from the perspective of a student, so you feel that there are all sorts of problems with doing this. According to your current promotion speed, you will become a leader in a few years. He wanted to become a military instructor. At that time, you will understand one thing. No matter how you look up to some people, if they don't pursue this aspect, you will not be able to help them. And for many people you don't like at all, the only problem is that you don't like them. But in terms of seriousness and motivation, those people are impeccable. What you give them, they will be able to carry forward. They will take the initiative to approach the organization and be loyal to the organization. "
Qi Rui didn't expect his father's train of thought to jump from professional knowledge to using people. This was not Qi Rui's strong point, so as a typical young master, Qi Rui inevitably felt a little conflicted. He felt that his father was right, and he was willing to follow his father's guidance. But in his heart, he still felt uncomfortable.
Vézé took out an envelope from the interlayer of the desk, took out 500 yuan from it, and slapped it on the table. "I didn't teach you this kind of thing before. As a father, I feel that I have failed in my duty. This time, I will pay for you to buy a New Year gift for your teacher. If 500 yuan is not enough, I will give you more. "
At this point, Vézé felt that his words were too meaningless. He took out another 500 yuan and placed it on top of the 500 yuan already on the table. "If this money is not enough, you can ask me for more. Oh yes, don't tell your mother that I gave you the money. "
Qi Rui wanted to be unreasonable in his heart, but he still suppressed this impulse. After putting the money into his pocket, Qi Rui asked his father Vézé, "Father, I thank you for the money. I'm short of money. But I need you to tell me why you did this. "
"Since kindergarten, the teacher has always told you to be polite and use polite words. Gifts are the words you use according to different situations. If they give you RMB, you will agree that you can use RMB to buy things, and the seller will agree that you can use RMB to exchange for their goods. This is because RMB is universal to everyone. If you print your own money, the most you can do is give it a nice-sounding name, 'Wei Family Currency', but this thing is not negotiable. The established etiquette is the universal mode of communication. This can greatly increase efficiency, reduce ambiguity, and make communication more efficient. "Vézé explained his view to his son.
Although Qi Rui had learned these things long ago, he had never thought about them in depth. 'Hello', 'Thank you', 'Please', 'Goodbye', these were things he learned in kindergarten, and they were used in daily life. After listening to his father's words, Qi Rui felt the difference between his own impression and his father's attitude. Generally speaking, politeness was something that a learned and cultured person would have. But to his father, 'gifts' were only tools, and did not have the connotation to elevate one's class. This cold and practical attitude was quite in line with Qi Rui's previous impression of his father. However, this joyful and harmonious way of communication between father and son was rare in the past. Qi Rui's heart was in turmoil, and he was a little distracted.
"… Appearance is a little more advanced. I think that the appearance that goes with different 'gifts' is the 'appearance'. When you say 'please', you look cold. People probably don't agree that you want to show politeness. The classmate of your sister who came to our house last time, I thought she was very polite. I don't care if she didn't dare to, or if she guessed that I might not like to interact with unfamiliar people. To me, it's very annoying. But based on my own expectations, I can't put on airs. So that child bowed to me from afar. If I saw it, she was done with her manners. Even if I didn't see it, other people would agree with her manners. This kind of thing must be practiced. You lack this kind of training. " Vézé combined theory with practice. He knew that politeness was a very deep knowledge, and it required a lot of personal qualities. But since his son was willing to listen, Vézé also hoped that his son would understand this knowledge through a few words.
Listening to his father's enthusiasm, Qi Rui couldn't help but refute, "Of course I know this, Father. But I have a feeling that these things are used as gifts to get people to use their connections. I don't like it, and my colleagues and friends don't like it either. "
Vézé chuckled. Hearing that the young people opposed these things, Vézé was happy from the bottom of his heart. If the young people had the same opinion as the old guys, the world would be hopeless. So Vézé said in a relaxed tone, "Politeness is a tool, and its essential purpose is to reduce the difficulty of communication. If someone uses it to get through, it's the purpose of using a tool. It's like a kitchen knife that has killed someone. When we judge this kind of thing, we probably think that the murderer is the person, not the kitchen knife. What you don't like is the exchange of power and money, not politeness. "
Qi Rui could understand this. Just as he was about to follow his father's train of thought, Vézé said, "There's a huge difference between politeness and the exchange of power and money. Don't think about anything this time. Just do what your father tells you to do. Go to the teacher's place and pay a New Year's greeting. Seriously ask the teacher to show you the way. "
"Okay." Qi Rui replied.
"Right. Don't just find one teacher. Visit all of them. You can't just trust one person. To put it bluntly, it's like hanging yourself on a tree. What about the specific method … By the way, are you the class monitor? "Vézé asked Qi Rui.
"I was. Because I went to Japan, I'm not anymore." Qi Rui replied.
After listening to his son's introduction, Vézé thought for a moment and said, "In this case, let me tell you my opinion …"
After listening to his father's detailed instructions, Qi Rui first found a group of students who were close enough to speak to him and told them to pay their respects to the teacher. There were all kinds of characters in this group of middle-level officers, but no one was stupid. Everyone agreed with Qi Rui. Then they put forward this suggestion in the class meeting.
The class monitor had this plan for a long time, but the class monitor naturally refused to pay for it himself. Now that everyone agreed, the class monitor put forward his own opinion.
After listening to the class monitor's proposal to use the class fund, Qi Rui suddenly wondered if his father really went to college. Although he knew that his father was a military school teacher in his life, he was sure that his father definitely didn't go to college. However, Qi Rui's intuition made him feel that his father must have been a class committee member in college. His judgment of the class situation was too accurate.
As the former class monitor, Qi Rui proposed that each student pay some money and then a little bit from the class fund. This proposal immediately received the support of most of the students. There were a few students who were not willing to pay, and they didn't want to say their opinion. Listening to those vague objections, Qi Rui secretly laughed in his heart. These students probably felt that visiting the teacher wouldn't get any tangible benefits, and they were familiar with the class committee members, not the ordinary students. They felt guilty.
They weren't stupid. How could they not know what these guys were thinking? Just when the class monitor didn't know if he should just give up trying to get these students to pay, Qi Rui stood up and said, "Let me tell you my opinion. I used a lot of advanced mathematics models in my thesis, and I'm worried that the teachers won't agree with this. This is my concern, and I think our classmates also have other concerns, so let's summarize this. There has to be something to say when visiting the teacher. What do you think? "
As soon as he finished speaking, one of the objectors had a slight change in expression. He thought for a moment and said, "I think it's okay, I'll pay for it."
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