The next day was the official day of classes. Public Administration was known as a jack of all trades major. The subjects covered were also all-encompassing, such as "Principles of Management", "Western Economics", "Organizational Behavior", "Applied Statistics", and so on.
In the first few classes, except for Chen Hansheng, everyone was listening very attentively. Even Yang Shichao bought a new notebook. He put on a pair of glasses and wrote down on the paper seriously, "One, two, three …"
However, after two or three days, everyone was familiar with the rhythm of the university classes. Many people relaxed, but Chen Hansheng was still sleeping.
"Brother Chen, why aren't you listening?"
Li Zhennan, who was sitting next to Chen Hansheng, saw that he was either sleeping or drawing pictures. He wanted to remind him to pay attention to his studies.
"I'm old, I can't remember what I learned."
Chen Hansheng replied lazily. He had a similar experience as Yang Shichao. When he bought a new notebook, the first and second pages were full of content. However, from the third page onwards, the handwriting started to be messy. From the fifth page onwards, the handwriting was completely new.
"The child is unteachable. Lao Si, you should at least listen. Otherwise, you will definitely ask me to tutor you during the final exam."
Yang Shichao acted like the boss of the dormitory and showed off his fair and standard class notes.
Chen Hansheng curled his lips. He thought that during the final exam, Shen Youchu would be his girlfriend. However, he also couldn't bear to see Yang Shichao pretending to be a scholar. He pushed Yang Shichao's shoulder and said, "Let's go. Let's catch them all in one fell swoop. CS Desert Ash."
"No, no, don't disturb me from studying."
Yang Shichao firmly refused.
"I'll treat you to a chicken leg meal at noon."
Chen Hansheng continued.
"It's not about the chicken leg meal. I want to study."
Yang Shichao still refused.
"And a bottle of soda."
"Lao Si, don't be like this. Our parents sent us here to study …"
"I'll pay for the internet fees too."
"Let's go. If we're late, there might be no more computers. Shaoqiang, stop pretending. The teacher is already on the fifth page, and you're still on the third page."
Just like that, the three internet addicts began to skip classes for the first time in university. They planned to leave the Introduction to Mao class during the break.
The good boy Li Zhannan would definitely not go. Kim Yang-myung was also a bad student. He wanted to play Counter Strike, but unfortunately, no one cared about him.
Kim Yang-myung only had Dai Zhenyou by his side, and it was only because of his cell phone.
Although Kim Yang-myung did not admit it verbally, he really wanted to mingle with Chen Hansheng. He always felt that they were in the "high-end circle." However, he could not let go of his superiority as a Jianye native, so he was conflicted.
Just as Chen Hansheng and the other two were about to leave quietly, Kim Yang-myung suddenly shouted, "Teacher!"
The Introduction to Mao class was taught by a little old man. He was almost frightened by the shout. He pushed his reading glasses up and asked, "What's the matter?"
Chen Hansheng and the other two were also shocked. They quickly sat back down. Since Introduction to Mao was a major class, the three classes of Public Administration were taught together. More than 100 students were looking at Kim Yang-myung.
Kim Yang-myung gave the internet addict a warning look, then said loudly, "Teacher, you forgot to assign homework."
Before Chen Hansheng and the other two could say anything, the other students disagreed. They all thought that this guy was a f * cking idiot. Who would specifically remind the teacher to assign homework?
Fortunately, the teacher of Introduction to Mao also knew that these metaphysical political ideas were meaningless. He waved his hand and said, "Thank you for reminding us. We mainly focus on self-study after class."
"Lao Liu, are you a bitch? You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
Guo Shaoqiang, who had returned to his seat, asked in a muffled voice.
Jin Yangyang snorted coldly. He played with his phone and did not speak.
Chen Hansheng thought that Kim Yang-myung was a hypocrite. He shook his head and said, "Lao Liu, let's go together. The more the merrier."
Kim Yang-myung pretended to hesitate, then reluctantly said, "Then you can't snatch the sniper from me."
"Okay, okay, okay. We'll do as you say."
Therefore, the three of them became the four of them. They were excited and a little nervous about skipping class for the first time in college. It was not like their sophomore year, when skipping class had almost become a habit.
However, when they were at the school gate, a security guard stopped them and asked them to sign before letting them go. Chen Hansheng guessed that it was an order from some college leader to use this method to intimidate the freshmen from skipping class.
"Just sign it. It's useless anyway."
Chen Hansheng left after signing it.
Kim Yang-myung was the second. However, when he saw the words "Li Zhennan, Public Administration Class Two, Department of Humanities and Social Sciences" in front of him, he looked up at Chen Hansheng's back and secretly cursed him. Then he quickly wrote "Dai Zhenyou, Public Administration Class Two, Department of Humanities and Social Sciences".
Yang Shichao and Guo Shaoqiang did the same. In short, everyone successfully walked out of the campus. However, before entering the Internet cafe, Chen Hansheng asked them to play first. He had something to do and would be back in a while.
"So secretive."
Although the other three felt strange, they were soon immersed in the gunfire of "Fire the Hole".
Chen Hansheng walked out of the Internet cafe and took out the part-time job list of "Shentong Express Recruitment Campus Agent" that he tore off in the water room. The address on the list was near Tianyuan East Road, which was not far from Yiwu Commodity Center. Chen Hansheng arrived after walking for about 10 minutes.
It was a row of two-story shops facing the street. However, in 2002, it was relatively deserted. There was no subway, and there were not many people in the neighborhood. The spending power of college students was also very limited. Therefore, the business of these shops was not very good. It was far less than Yiwu Commodity Center.
Currently, only Shentong Express Jiangling Branch was open. There were many couriers at the door moving and organizing parcels.
"There is no uniform, rough selection, and unsafe safekeeping. Shentong Express is now a grassroots organization from top to bottom."
Chen Hansheng thought in his heart. He walked over and handed a cigarette to the courier. "Brother, is your manager here?"
The courier saw that it was a Red Jin Ling cigarette, which was a level higher than the Red Pagoda Mountain he usually smoked. He put the cigarette in his ear and happily pointed the way. "Manager Zhong is on the second floor."
Chen Hansheng thanked him and went straight to the second floor. Along the way, he saw that parcels were placed casually and the couriers were stuffed here and there. This kind of rough management just explained the overall situation of the express delivery industry.
He pushed open the door to the office on the second floor. The scene inside was similar to the first floor, but there were two dusty desks and a water dispenser.
There was a man in his forties sitting on a chair. He was filling out a courier form with one hand and a cigarette in the other. When he saw Chen Hansheng come in, he just glanced at him and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"I saw this part-time job list in the campus."
Chen Hansheng took out the recruitment notice and said.
"Oh."
The man glanced at it and casually asked, "Which campus are you from?"
"Finance Department."
"That's too late. Your campus already has a representative. You can only be his subordinate."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he continued to fill out the information. However, he felt that the lighting was not as bright as before. When he raised his head, he saw that Chen Hansheng was still at the door.
"Didn't I tell you to go back? Your campus already has a representative."
The middle-aged man flicked the cigarette ash and said impatiently.
Chen Hansheng still did not move. He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I just want to ask one more question. How can I replace that representative?"
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