Rebirth of the Wild Age

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Ma Xiaoyun has sold the China Yellow Pages to the Linzhou Telecom Bureau and made a fortune in cash. The documentary "Scholar Ma Xiaoyun" that Fan Xinman made for him was also broadcast on CCTV, and his fame soared in an instant, thus breaking into the circle of government agencies in Beijing.

Fan Xinman often runs around China because he wants to produce the column "Oriental Time and Space · People's Stories". At this time, he went south to Shenghai again, and after filming the show, he immediately contacted Song Weiyang.

"Miss Fan, please sit down!" Song Weiyang greeted.

Fan Xinman scanned the storefront and asked, "This is your coffee shop?"

Song Weiyang said: "Yes, when I first met Ma Xiaoyun, the cafe was still being renovated."

The two exchanged a few words, Fan Xinman put the candies while looking at Song Weiyang and said, "You are a little different from what I imagined."

"Why is it different?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Too handsome." Fan Xinman said.

"Haha, isn't it handsome?" Song Weiyang asked with a smile.

Fan Xinman said: "I pay more attention to a person's talents and abilities, but appearance is second. You are so handsome and a bit overwhelming, and you may conceal your talents."

Song Weiyang said: "It is undeniable that you are good at complimenting people, and the praise is fresh and refined."

"How do you feel after listening to flattery?" Fan Xinman smiled.

"Of course it's very cool, I don't mind hearing a few more words." Song Weiyang said.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fan Xinman laughed and said, "You are very funny, even more interesting than Ma Xiaoyun."

Song Weiyang said, "Thank you for helping to promote "The Future Belongs to China."

"That book is worthy of publicity. Even without me, it can sell well. I dare not take credit for it." Fan Xinman said.

"At least, your article made my book famous faster." Song Weiyang said.

Fan Xinman suddenly took out a book from her bag: "Speaking of books, this is my collection of poems. It was published at my own expense and has no reputation. Please Mr. Song to make it straight."

"Don't be it, you must read it." Song Weiyang said.

Fan Xinman is definitely a talented woman, and she wrote the lyrics for the theme song of Liu Yifei's "The Legend of Condor Heroes". She also writes essays, makes movies, makes documentaries, and acts as a TV director. "Moving China" is her masterpiece for TV programs. But she was also sprayed miserably, because she held out two big magic sticks, and countless people were deceived.

Strictly speaking, there are many reporters who praised Doctor Hu and Daochang Li, but who made Fan Xinman the most famous one?

"The documentary I filmed for Ma Xiaoyun was aired not long ago, and the response was very good," Fan Xinman said on the subject, "Or, I will also make a documentary for you? It is guaranteed to be broadcast on CCTV."

"Don't, it's better to be a low-key person." Song Weiyang said quickly.

"You are engaged in business and publishing books, is this still low-key?" Fan Xinman smiled.

Song Weiyang said, "Being high-key, low-key."

Fan Xinman said: "This is the doctrine of the mean, Mr. Song believes in Confucian philosophy?"

"It's also the opinion of Taoism." Song Weiyang said.

"Don't you think the doctrine of the mean is too old-fashioned? Lack of aggressiveness." Fan Xinman said.

Song Weiyang babbled: "The Golden Mean is not mediocrity, let alone being a good old man. The core foundation of the idea of ​​the Mean is the unity of man and nature. The Book of Rites: The Means of the Means speaks of "To achieve neutrality, the status of heaven, and the cultivation of all things." A gentleman who adheres to the doctrine of the mean is one with the heaven and the earth, and everything in the world is for my use."

"Hahaha, I feel like I'm talking to an old master," Fan Xinman laughed, and then said after smiling, "but it's quite interesting, I like to make friends with knowledgeable people."

Song Weiyang looked at the time: "I'm really sorry, I still have something to do, so let's talk another day. Or you can go to the Internet in the coffee shop, and my girlfriend has gone to a graduate interview and will be back soon. You two talk first."

"It's because I came too quickly, I didn't say anything in advance," Fan Xinman asked, "Are you going to class?"

Song Weiyang said: "Teach others a lesson."

"Aren't you a student?" Fan Xinman asked in surprise.

"Fudan School of Management specially hired me as a lecturer for the MBA course, and I was too bad to refuse, so I agreed." Song Weiyang said.

Fan Xinman said: "What is MAB? It seems very interesting, can I go and listen?"

"Of course." Song Weiyang said.

This woman also has the identity of a journalist and a romantic fantasy journalist. As long as it is the person or thing she loves, without careful investigation, listening to the wind is rain, and doing everything she can to praise, the robbers can be portrayed by her as the incarnation of truth, kindness and beauty.

As a reporter, I am extremely unqualified and lack basic professionalism.

But just as people like to watch the reports that expose the darkness, her works are also very popular, inspirational, sublime, perfect, touching, sensational... How many people burst into tears when watching "Moving China".

Well, just catch a character and try hard to flatter it. Fan Xinman just finished playing Ma Xiaoyun, and now he is ready to play Song Weiyang again.

When the two came to the Fudan MBA class, Fan Xinman was surprised to find that there were very few students in the class, only about 20. And those students are also old, at least 25 or 26 years old, and many of them are in their thirties.

"This is a doctoral program?" Fan Xinman asked.

"Master's class," Song Weiyang explained, "The enrollment requirement for an MBA is to have more than two years of corporate work experience. These students are cadres of state-owned enterprises who are staying in their jobs."

"So that's it, it's very high-end." Fan Xinman suddenly found a reporting point, even if he didn't write Song Weiyang, he could report on these MBA students.

It is said that they are cadres of state-owned enterprises. In fact, middle-level managers are very rare. Most of them are young and young who have worked for several years. They were unwilling to stay for the elderly in state-owned enterprises, so they gritted their teeth and entered the MBA class.

As for the MBA program for state-owned enterprise managers to be launched by the Ministry of Education next year, it is mainly aimed at high-level and middle-level managers, so you can apply what you have learned and avoid the loss of MBA talents.

Song Weiyang glanced in the classroom, very disappointed, there was no outstanding talent in his mind.

Among the 19 MBA students, Song Weiyang only recognized one. He had dealt with several times in his previous life. The general manager of the development center of Red Star Macalline is nothing but a big corporate executive.

Song Weiyang, it's not profitable and early. He promised to teach the MBA class because he wanted to build his own talent training base, and he would recruit the most pleasing students into the company. Of course, you have to beat and beat first, or all of them will be arrogant.

"Yo, two more classmates~www.wuxiamtl.com~ to join the class, right?"

"It must be a master student from the School of Management."

"Yes, handsome and beautiful, very seductive."

"You go make an appointment and ask that beauty to sing karaoke at night."

"..."

There are two or three students who are maddening. Don't guess, they must be gilded by the family. Nowadays, MBA is an independent enrollment, and the operating space is too large, so both cats and dogs can get in.

"What are your eyes? That's Song Weiyang, the boss of Xifeng!"

"It's really him, this class is interesting."

At this time, the Fudan MBA program is a three-year program, which is no different from other graduate students. However, these people have jobs and even have children from families. They basically don't live in school and leave after class. It's hard for a few to recognize Song Weiyang.

While everyone was watching, Fan Xinman found a seat to sit down, but Song Weiyang walked directly to the podium.

"Snapped!"

Song Weiyang slapped his chalk brush, and the classroom suddenly became quiet.

"Introduce myself, my next person, Song Weiyang, chairman of Xifeng Company," Song Weiyang said, "I am younger than you. If you feel that I am not qualified to stand on the podium, please go out directly. Your attendance points will not be deducted. . Moreover, the content of my class does not take exams. There are only two sessions a month. What I say is all up to my heart. You don’t want to listen."

Yes, this teacher has a personality, and when he comes up he drives the students out.

No one left, even the gilded brothers stayed. The Fudan MBA class enrolls very few students every year and the competition is fierce.

"Don't talk nonsense," Song Weiyang turned around and wrote a few big characters on the blackboard, "Today we are talking about'entrepreneurship'!"

The second phase of Ma’s Whampoa officially started.

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