Reborn in 2000: Starting from Pursuing the Pure High School Beauty Desk Mate Chapter 469 : Am I Qualified

Chapter 469: Am I Qualified?

Chen Fan suddenly felt like he had gotten onto a pirate ship.

Just because he had a casual chat with the professor in Professor Chen's office that day, he now found himself burdened with high expectations from Professor Chen, unable to back out.

Before the final exams, Chen Fan wrote a few more thesis topics, but they were all rejected by Professor Chen after submission.

Professor Chen's reason was simple.

"Xiao Chen, these topics still aren't deep enough."

"Rember, they need depth and impact!"

Chen Fan wanted to die, really!

He was being tortured to the brink of insanity.

He couldn't even keep up with his work at the real estate company.

With only two days left before the final exams, Chen Fan decided to give up. He called Professor Chen directly, saying he needed to think about the topic properly and wouldn't show anything to the professor before the New Year. They could discuss it again after the holiday.

Unexpectedly, Professor Chen agreed.

He even consoled Chen Fan earnestly, telling him not to feel pressured.

If he had any good ideas but couldn't handle them alone, he could co to the professor's office to discuss them together.

If all else failed, he wouldn't need to attend classes after the New Year, he could just report to the office every day.

Hearing this, Chen Fan shuddered on the spot.

He imdiately assured Professor Chen that he would submit a draft of the thesis after returning from the New Year holiday.

Only then did Professor Chen hang up, satisfied.

Two days later, the final exams ended.

The last winter break of university began.

However, this ti, there wasn't much laughter in dorm 519.

The dormitory was missing one person, with Brother Jie still in jail. No one was in the mood for a get-together al.

The five of them simply ate a al in the cafeteria, then went back to pack their luggage and left the campus separately.

This year, Chen Fan didn't choose to leave late. The thesis issue had delayed the original progress plan of Qifan Construction.

Chen Fan simply gave himself a break, telling Guo Wenjie that everything would be dealt with after the New Year.

He spent a day visiting the club, Feifan Technology, and Qifan Construction, holding three etings.

Chen Fan discussed this year's holiday benefits standards, vacation ti, and so other miscellaneous work arrangents with the managent.

As he was leaving the club, Feng Pojun followed him out and reported in a low voice.

"We've found Zhou Honghai's whereabouts."

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow: "Where?"

"This guy ran off to Macau. It took so effort to find him."

"The people I sent have been watching him for several days. This guy spends most of his ti in casinos, and the rest of the ti he stays in hotels."

"Oh, and he's found a girlfriend."

Chen Fan was a bit surprised, he didn't expect this guy to run off to Macau.

"Boss, do you want us to bring him back?"

Rembering Luo Wenjie's instructions earlier, Chen Fan thought for a mont and shook his head.

"Forget it. Let him be."

"Have soone keep an eye on him. If he dares to return to Yunhai, let know imdiately."

"Alright."

Chen Fan glanced at Feng Pojun: "Old Feng, it's been a while since you've been back to your hotown in Luocheng, right?"

Feng Pojun calmly replied, "Since my wife passed away, I rarely go back except for her annual morial."

"The club is on the right track now, it's a good ti to go back ho for the holiday."

"Let's go together then."

With the boss's invitation, Feng Pojun naturally wouldn't refuse.

"Alright."

Before going ho, Chen Fan had one more thing to deal with.

That was to arrange for the people under Luo Wenjie.

Actually, this should have been done earlier, but he had been too busy with the thesis Professor Chen was pushing him to write, and couldn't find the ti.

"Old Feng, co out with for a bit."

Feng Pojun didn't ask why, he just nodded.

"I'll go get the car."

At a teahouse in the city, Chen Fan had arranged to et the technicians from the studios on the list Luo Wenjie had given him.

There were 12 people on the list, but only 8 showed up.

According to their explanation, the other four had either left Yunhai out of fear or found jobs and moved to other cities.

Upon eting, Chen Fan didn't engage in much small talk, but got straight to the point.

"My na is Chen Fan, so of you might have heard of ."

The eight people across from him exchanged glances, their expressions varied.

Chen Fan continued, "Since Wenjie gave your list before he went in, it ans he trusts you, so you're our own people."

"Wenjie has gone in, so I'm responsible for arranging your future paths."

"Have you heard of Feifan Technology? That's my company."

At these words, the expressions of the people opposite him clearly changed.

"Because you have a background in ga developnt, I'm giving you two choices now. First, join the Starry Sky ga studio of Feifan Technology. A new ga developnt project will be put on the agenda soon."

"In the future, you won't need to hide anymore, you can research new gas openly and aboveboard."

"Second, join Feifan Technology. We're currently expanding and recruiting. Wenjie said you're all programming experts, so joining the company shouldn't be a problem. In the future, you'll earn based on your abilities."

"As long as you have the skills, your future compensation won't be bad."

After saying this, Chen Fan picked up the teacup in front of him and started drinking, waiting for their decisions.

A few minutes later, the eight people made their decisions.

Six people were willing to join the studio, while the other two seed less interested in staying in the gaming industry and wanted to join Feifan Technology.

Chen Fan took out a business card from his pocket.

"Tomorrow, take this card to Feifan Technology and find the person listed on it. They will arrange your work then."

"Thank you, boss."

The group hurriedly stood up to express their thanks, and Chen Fan just nodded slightly.

After these eight people left, Chen Fan didn't rush to leave, but continued to sit in his seat waiting.

About twenty minutes later, two n in their thirties walked in.

The two scanned the hall, hesitated when they saw Chen Fan, then walked over.

"Xing San? Ah Qiang?"

Seeing the two nod, Chen Fan tapped on the table.

"You two are currently managing Luo Wenjie's internet brigades?"

The two didn't answer, but stared at Chen Fan, sizing him up with suspicious looks.

"Who are you? You know Brother Jie?"

Chen Fan nodded: "Not just know him, we're brothers."

"He's temporarily inside now, so I'm here to manage the internet brigades for him."

Hearing this, the one called Xing San suddenly laughed.

"You? On what grounds?"

"I can tell you, although most of the internet brigades work for money, we loyal followers only listen to Brother Jie."

"Even if Brother Jie is inside, who are you?"

"What qualifications do you have to take over us?"

The companion beside him didn't speak, but his sneering expression clearly showed he looked down on Chen Fan too.

Xing San stared at Chen Fan and said slowly.

"Young man, you're not qualified enough."

"Since Brother Jie is inside, naturally we'll choose soone among ourselves to manage."

"Even if you're Brother Jie's friend, you have no right to interfere in our business."

Chen Fan suddenly smiled.

"Brother Jie said you two have hot tempers and are troublemakers. Now I see he wasn't wrong."

Bang!

Xing San slamd the table and turned to his companion.

"Let's go!"

"Stop!" Chen Fan suddenly spoke calmly: "I haven't finished talking, did I say you could leave?"

Xing San sneered, "You..."

Before he could finish, Feng Pojun, standing beside Chen Fan, suddenly made his move.

Before he could react, Xing San was solidly hit by a knee strike, and the next second he was thrown to the ground with a shoulder throw.

Seeing this, Ah Qiang instinctively reached for his waist.

But Feng Pojun was faster, directly pulling out a switchblade from the other's waist.

With a swish, he opened it and pressed the tip against Ah Qiang's neck.

In an instant, the guy's face turned pale, and he quickly raised both hands.

Chen Fan sat in his seat, pouring tea leisurely with one hand while calmly speaking.

"This internet brigade was originally created by ."

"Your initial operating funds were also provided by ."

"Now you tell ... am I qualified to take over?"